Wang Lang clicked on the news and went in to read it. Many people speculated that it was a vampire, but who could confirm that there were vampires in this world? Those who truly knew vampires would not come out to testify that this thing really existed.

The body was placed there, and the murderer has not been caught so far, and there is no clue at all. These murder cases have become a unsolved case.

But Wang Lang discovered one thing in common, which was to connect these places where the murders occurred, which was the route of Huangfu Ji taking Wang Lang to escape more than ten years ago.

After confirming the latest place where the corpse was found, Wang Lang looked for the next place. The death time of the corpse was basically about one day.

Moreover, the dead are all people from the world. Although they are from all walks of life, they all have their own skills. Judging from some photos on the scene, you can basically see traces of fighting to a greater or lesser extent.

Wang Lang felt that these people seemed to be looking for something along this route, but they just didn't know what they were looking for.

Calculate the time, they should have arrived at the next place. If nothing unexpected happens, someone will die now.

Wang Lang hesitated for a long time, and finally downloaded a country map online, edited the picture, drew a straight line from the first crime scene, and finally connected more than a dozen large and small cities to form a nearly straight line segment. The place where he stopped was Tingchan City.

After a while, Wang Lang opened Weibo and posted a Weibo post.

“prophesy.”

The picture below is the line drawn by Wang Lang himself.

Most fans are calling out why Teacher Kaima hasn't started the broadcast yet, and they are doing all these things every day.

Finally, a fan discovered the mystery.

"This seems to be the route of the recent vampire murder case! Teacher Ma has drawn all the cities behind. Oh my God, then so to put it, the next city is our city!"

"Thinking carefully is terrifying!"

"Teacher Ma, don't be scary in the middle of the night!"

"I was shivering, what prophecy did Teacher Ma make when he didn't sleep in the middle of the night!"

"That's right, why are you making a fool of yourself? It's so scary. Do you believe it or not? I'll make a fan change the way?"

"Sorry, I'm timid, and the road is turning dark."

There are all kinds of people in the comment area, and there are many different opinions, but the popularity is not very high. There are only more than 10,000 comments and seven or eight hundred forwarded them.

After brushing for a while, Wang Lang fell asleep.

When he woke up in the morning, Wang Lang was completely awakened by choking.

Smelling something wrong, Wang Lang rushed downstairs quickly, and there was thick smoke coming from the kitchen. Wang Lang rushed up and pulled Jiang Wei away and poured water into the pot.

Turn on the range hood to smoke, and pushed Jiang Wei, who was choking and crying, to the living room.

"Miss Jiang, what are you doing? Are you having fun? I came to cook early in the morning without going to bed?" Wang Lang returned to the kitchen and looked at the pot. The rice was burnt in the pot.

"I'm hungry." Jiang Wei said leaning against the sofa.

Wang Lang pointed to the charred rice in the pot, "Ms. Jiang can explain first what he wants to make? Fried rice?"

Jiang Wei glanced at the still smoking pot, "Porridge."

Wang Lang didn't react for a moment, "Porridge? Miss Jiang, are you teasing me? No, what kind of porridge you drink is without water, can you introduce me to me?" As he said, he used a spatula to shovel the rice dipped on the bottom of the pot.

"I thought I was roasting the rice and then putting it in water."

Wang Lang looked back at Jiang Wei, shocked.

"Then you use a rice cooker, how do you use a stir-frying pan?" Wang Lang said angrily.

Jiang Wei was drinking milk, "I used to do it, but I never did it before, I don't know, I have no experience."

Wang Lang shoveled it for a long time and couldn't use the pot anymore, so he had to give up and threw it outside to let the smell loose. Wang Lang returned to the house and cooked porridge for Jiang Wei.

Lei Huaer called and said that it was raining too much today and the crew had a day off today.

Wang Lang happened to go and have a good time to take a break. He told Jiang Wei how to do it then and was about to go back upstairs, but Wang Lang turned back halfway.

"Why are you back?" Jiang Wei looked for something in her small bag and looked up at Wang Lang casually.

"I'll go to bed later, so you won't order my kitchen."

"cut!"

Wang Lang turned to the bathroom, and as soon as he entered the door, a hint of red came towards him.

"Jiang Wei!"

A roar came from the bathroom.

Wang Lang pulled away the red underwear that was almost hung on his head and let out a roar.

As a result, I only got a lazy reply, "What's wrong?"

"Can you change the fucking underwear?" Wang Lang said furiously.

Jiang Wei lowered her head and cut her toenails, "You can help me dry it, I'm busy cutting my nails."

Wang Lang glanced at Jiang Wei and then heard a second roar, "Can you fucking throw your nails into the trash can and don't put them in the fruit tray!"

Jiang Wei looked up, oh, and threw her toenails into the trash can.

"Why are you mad at me?" Jiang Wei clapped her hands and put away her nail clipper.

"You are a woman, can't you look like a woman?" Wang Lang said in despair.

"I feel good. Lu Yao never talked about me before. He said I am quite feminine. Moreover, I don't know how to do many things, and he did it for me. For example, I have to eat every day and I have never washed the clothes." Jiang Wei kicked her slippers and slowly came over, squeezed Wang Lang away and washed her hands.

"Little cutie, go and help my sister dry her underwear, thank you." Jiang Wei pinched Wang Lang's face.

Wang Lang reached out and opened Jiang Wei's hand.

Resisting his disgust, he hung up Jiang Wei's underwear. Wang Lang washed his hands and went back to the kitchen to see that the porridge was ready. He served Jiang Wei a bowl of porridge and shouted. Jiang Wei kicked his slippers and came to have breakfast slowly.

"What are you eating for lunch when you move bricks?" Jiang Wei asked while drinking porridge.

"You shouldn't consider what you should do after I invest in you?" Wang Lang, who was drinking porridge, looked up at Jiang Wei.

"It's still early, and it's not the time. When the National Day Golden Week is over, we have money and they have resources. Once the channels are opened, we will build inns, taverns and restaurants on the Folk Song Road, and take turns to invite those singers to sing on the sing." Jiang Wei said.

"It's so easy to ask for a singer?" Wang Lang glanced at Jiang Wei.

"First, we have money, second, I know many folk singers, and I can invite them." Jiang Wei drank the porridge lightly.

"Are you sure the passenger flow is very large?" Wang Lang asked again.

"Folk songs are popular, and many people like to follow the trend. Whether they like them or not, they say they like folk songs. The traffic of customers will definitely not be small." Jiang Wei said.

Wang Lang nodded, took out his phone and found that Xuanxuan had sent a WeChat message.

"Wang Xiao, do you have any dirty deals with * Lang?"

"What's the matter?" Wang Lang replied.

After a while, Xuanxuan sent a message, "Didn't you read Weibo? You are on the hot search again. The top ten of the entire list has something to do with you. They all say that you are a very awesome prophet. Do you believe it or not? Because of you, my fans are increasing."

"Why?" Wang Lang said in confusion.

"You just followed a few, one of them was me. What do you think?"

Wang Lang clicked on Weibo, and there were only four words on the hot search list.

Prophecy comes true.
Chapter completed!