In this way, the ergonomics and the previously guessed image are combined and constantly modified.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally, a slightly rickety figure with a long and thick body, short limbs, claw-like hands, a long pointed nose, big ears, and a ferocious, deformed monster-like figure appeared on the paper.

It is always ready to make a sharp scream, and just looking at it makes one feel a chill and fear spreading throughout the body like an electric current.

Very familiar...

Zhang Lingjun couldn't help but rudely reached out and turned the notebook forward, revealing the weird look of the king monkey he had drawn before.

The appearance of the two people is different, very different, but they are equally ferocious and terrifying, and they also give people a sense of inexplicable malice and hatred. They seem to be barely maintaining their human form, but they are already miserable inside, as if they are a person wearing human skin.

Unspeakable monster...

I wonder if this can be taken as proof that the two may be related.

Is this another additional reason why the murderer waited until the chaos to leave as mentioned before, because it is too eye-catching.

Old John looked at it and couldn't help but said: "This is really strange. He is worthy of being a strange man. The miraculous craftsmanship of nature is indeed beyond imagination."

Zhang Lingjun said: "It's not necessarily a genetic problem, it could also be a result of nurture, or some special martial arts training, such as iron sand palm or cotton palm. For many years, the hands are forged every day. With this special

External stimulation, coupled with potion healing and re-stimulation, changes the growth of the muscles and bones of the hand, eventually making the hand duller and harder, and may become black or dull in appearance.

A big circle is also different from ordinary people.

"Then there are the long-necked people, who start wearing copper rings around their necks when they are 5 years old, and increase the number year by year from the age of 10, eventually making their necks unnaturally long. The human body is still very plastic."

"There is no trace of the person yet. This is just a figment of our imagination. We will wait until we find the person first to find out how strange it is."

The black policeman said, picking up the portrait of the murderer in his hand, "Let's use this for a thorough search first."

Zhang Lingjun added: "In addition to this appearance, according to our speculation, the murderer is related to a cult or some organization, so specifically in behavior, clothing, and speech and communication, it may show up and may be different from ordinary people.

, this still needs attention."

The black policeman nodded, "This is natural, so let's do this for now."

As he spoke, he raised his head and glanced at the two of them, "The case can no longer continue in a vacuum at this point. A real investigation is needed next."

Old John then nodded and smiled kindly with Zhang Lingjun, "Thank you so much, Brother Lingjun, for your help. If we can finally investigate the case clearly, we will definitely apply for a reward from our superiors."

Zhang Lingjun waved his hand casually, "It doesn't matter if it's a commendation or not, as long as Ruan Xing can rest in peace and the murderer can be caught, I will be satisfied."

Old John nodded when he heard this, "Well said, you are indeed a Qin person with an internationalist spirit. Thank you for this help."

Zhang Lingjun said: "This is what I should do. After all, I am also the special adviser on international crimes of the Dien Bien Police Station. It is my duty to assist the police in solving crimes. I cannot be ashamed of the honor given to me by the people."

The black policeman looked helpless as if he had come again, "Okay... let's go... we still have business to do."

Under the urging of the black policeman and the gesture of taking the first step, Old John quickly said goodbye to Zhang Lingjun apologetically, then followed him, and whispered with a slight complaint, "Why are you in such a hurry?

We are also international friends and have been so busy."

However, I saw that the naturalness and calmness on the black policeman's face disappeared just as he turned his head, becoming inexplicably serious.

"What are you..."

The black policeman did not answer. After he was far away from the previous floor, he turned around and glanced at Zhang Lingjun, who was standing there. The next moment his sight was completely blocked, he said, "There is something wrong with that guy."

"Is there a problem? What problem?"

Old John shook his head helplessly, "Are you still doubting that he is the murderer? This has been explained many times."

The black policeman said: "Didn't you tell me what the problem is before? International friends, international friends... Why are such high-ranking international friends here? Don't you feel incongruous?"

Old John was stunned, "Are you saying that his identity is false? He is not a foreigner? No, we have known each other for many years. He used to be a teacher and has contacts with the embassy, ​​so there can be no mistake."
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The black policeman glanced at him and said, "What a mess, I mean he is incompatible with this place. This place is not the country across the border, but the urban village where we are now. Look around here..."
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I saw all kinds of scratches, graffiti, stains on the wall stained with floating dust, the spider webs braided in the corners, the iron paint handrails with peeling patent leather, and the dark cement floor that could not be seen clearly under my feet.

How many stains.

The depths of the corridor that are not illuminated by the orange voice-activated lights that flicker with the sound of footsteps are even more shadowy, as if nourishing countless darkness, coldness, depravity, madness, and distortion, as if there are countless pure and disgusting impurities.

Being entrenched in it makes people feel chills and want to escape.

The black policeman continued: "Any individual would think this place is terrible, so why would such a 'noble' person like him still live here?"

Old John thought about it and said firmly, "I can't experience life..."

The black policeman did not respond to this, but continued: "Remember what he just said, it is very strange that Ruan Xing, a scholar-official, does not live in the more cost-effective public rental housing that he can apply for, but lives in an urban village.

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"But what about him?

"As a Mr. Yang, according to his classification, Mr. Yang, who is currently at least above the scholar-bureaucrat in fake elixir cultivation, can't he rent a more cost-effective public rental house? Than in our system...or rather than our system

I'm afraid it's easier on the ground floor, so why do you still live here?

"In order to save a few hundred dollars more, are you willing to accept poor safety and environment that is not worth it?

"It is normal for the bottom workers in this kind of society to make such a choice. After all, this is also the function of urban villages, but is that guy really poor?"

Old John said, "Who knows this? We haven't checked other people's accounts, and we have no way of knowing how their business is and what their expenses are. There is no rule that foreigners cannot have poor people. The news often talks about foreign slums... slums
Chapter completed!