People are dead, but bullets are still flying in the sky.
The old man fell heavily to the ground and remained motionless. A blood hole on his chest was still bleeding with steaming blood. His eyes also returned to normal, the pupils expanded rapidly, and the whites of his eyes were also visible, but they were not normal white, but dead.
Fish white.
Death is actually a very simple thing, but living people make it complicated.
But is it really Ji Zhong who died?
For a person who died more than two thousand years ago, what does it mean to be disappointed if he dies again?
No way of knowing.
"Wow!" The evil crow screamed, a pair of sharp claws retracted from Luoyang's head, a pair of wings folded, and it rushed forward, preparing to escape.
Just when it retracted its wings and used inertia to increase its speed, Luoyang's uppercut hit it on the chest.
Under the violent impact, the sound of ribs breaking was very clear.
Luoyang handed Ji Zhong over to Hu Bufei. His target was only the evil crow, so how could he give it a chance to escape.
The evil crow broke its string and flew a distance like a kite before falling heavily to the ground.
Luoyang chased after him.
A strange scene appeared.
Black smoke billowed out from the dark crow's body, and its feathers fell off one after another, turning into black powder, followed by its flesh and blood. In a blink of an eye, only a bird's skeleton was left on the ground, with its ribs almost completely broken.
Luoyang looked back at Ji Zhong who was lying on the ground. He was still lying on the ground. The blood hole on his chest was no longer bleeding, but there was a large pool of blood on his back.
Is it over?
Luoyang couldn't believe it.
Hu Bufei ran over and took a look at the bird skeleton on the ground, with a surprised expression on his face: "Is this the crow?"
Luoyang nodded.
Hu Bufei glanced at the old man lying on the ground again, still surprised: "Is Ji Zhong dead too?"
Luoyang was silent for a moment before saying, "It seems so, but..."
"But what?"
"Do you think it's too easy?" Luoyang asked back.
"Yes, I just wanted to say this. Isn't it too easy?" Hu Bufei looked at Luoyang.
The two men looked at me, and I looked at you, with confused expressions on their faces.
If this matter were put in a movie, although Ji Zhong is not the biggest o in the ancient society, he is at least a figure at the level of a guardian. He survived for so many years and was killed with one shot. Such a death would not be a bit too hasty.
?
Luoyang came to Ji Zhong's side.
To be precise, he is not actually Ji Zhong, just a person who looks exactly like Ji Zhong.
The old man was completely dead, his heart was not beating, his breathing had stopped, and his brain had no brain wave activity at all.
Hu Bufei also came over. He reached out to the old man's nostrils and probed, and then concluded: "Dead."
Luoyang glanced at him, "Aren't you talking nonsense?"
Hu Bufei suddenly thought of something and said again: "Well, will I kill an innocent person?"
Luoyang said: "No, he is a descendant of Ji Zhong. He is exactly the same as Ji Zhong. Ji Zhong has been on his body for decades. He is just a fitting "clothes" for Ji Zhong and has no soul of his own.
.”
Hu Bufei relaxed a little: "That's okay."
Luoyang didn't say this deliberately to comfort Hu Bufei. What he said was the truth. When an evil spirit like Ji Zhong took possession of him for decades, the old man's soul was long gone. He was an infallible person.
The "living dead".
Luoyang squatted down, took out Taichu's medical finger and placed it on the old man's forehead.
To judge whether Ji Zhong is dead or not, the old man's death obviously cannot be the only criterion.
Infusion of spiritual power.
There is no resistance at all from evil energy.
Luoyang took back Taichu's medical finger, stood up and walked towards the bronze dagger that fell on the ground.
"Don't touch it, it's evidence." Hu Bufei guessed what Luoyang wanted to do and reminded him.
Luoyang said: "Didn't I agree that I have the authority to use special props?"
"Then I have to complete the investigation before I can give it to you. This old man used a dagger to kill you. I shot him. Now you take the dagger away and destroy the fingerprints on the dagger. Then how should I explain shooting this old man?
Something?" Hu Bufei said.
Luoyang spread his hands: "Okay, what you said makes sense. After you finish the investigation and processing, show me this bronze dagger. I don't have to keep it, but it belongs to Ji Zhong, so I
Need to study it."
Hu Bufei nodded: "I will tell Lao Zheng."
At this moment, a group of more than a dozen people ran towards us, each with a gun in his hand.
Zheng Congrong was in the middle of the crowd, also holding a pistol in his hand.
Hu Bufei suddenly remembered something and said, "Brother, you may have a new partner."
Luoyang was slightly stunned: "Who is the new partner?"
"You will know when the time comes." Hu Bufei seemed to want to remind him something, but he swallowed the words again. Zheng Congrong also came. If Old Zheng heard this, he would inevitably be criticized.
.
Luoyang said: "If my cooperation with your Xuanwu Bureau is a partnership, and I also need a partner, I hope it will be you and I don't want to change anyone."
"Shh, just pretend you don't know and we'll talk later." Hu Bufei said in a low voice.
Luoyang understood and didn't mention it anymore.
Zheng Congrong led the people over and got straight to the point: "Have you killed both the crow and Ji Chong?"
Luoyang said: "That crow is definitely dead, but I'm not sure about Ji Zhong."
Zheng Congrong asked Hu Bufei again: "Bufei, what's going on?"
Hu Bufei told what happened.
Luoyang came to the bronze dagger and did not reach out to pick it up, but his perception locked onto the bronze dagger silently.
The bronze dagger contains a certain amount of spiritual energy and has a spiritual world, but it does not have a true weapon spirit.
According to his experience with witchcraft, this bronze dagger is just an ordinary witchcraft. Entering the psychic state and using your spirit to enter the spiritual world of the bronze dagger can unlock its secrets. However, this is what cooperation with the official is all about.
, all the rules and regulations restrict one's hands and feet. It can be said that
Cooperating with the official is a burden, but that’s not the case. Hu Bufei’s previous shot solved a big problem. This time digging holes in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is another example. Without official permission, even if it is 100 million, the museum
Even Chen Song didn’t dare to let anyone dig a hole in Pit No. 4.
Hu Bufei has finished speaking.
Zheng Congrong frowned: "Inform the forensic doctor to come and collect the body, and keep the relevant evidence properly. Xiao Luo, you have to go back and keep an eye on it. It will be terrible if something happens over there."
Luoyang said: "I think so too, so I'll go there first."
He left as soon as he said so.
Zheng Congrong took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
Luoyang's heart moved, and his perception covered it.
It was almost a minute before the call was connected. A woman's voice came from Zheng Congrong's cell phone: "Old man, I'm on vacation. What did you call me?"
"Come back, there's something you need to take care of here."
"You are my dad. If you ask me to come back, I will come back. If you offend me, I will quit my job."
"You!" Zheng Congrong was furious on the spot.
Toot toot…
The other party actually hung up the phone.
Zheng Congrong remained motionless as he was on the phone.
Luoyang kept walking, but there was a question in his mind.
The bad-tempered woman on the phone couldn't be the "partner" Hu Bufei mentioned, right?