At some point, all the exquisite tea sets on the long tea table, which was carefully carved from Hainan huanghuali wood, quietly disappeared, and were replaced by color photographs of physical evidence.
The ever-burning lamp in the ancient palace is a good light source. The soft and powerful light shines on it, but what it reflects is a bloody scene that is difficult to see.
These photos are all taken from different angles around a dead girl. She was lying quietly beside the rugged mountain road, and the fear and pain before death still remained on her beautiful face. From the high-definition pictures taken at close range
You can even clearly see the loess and leaf dust mixed in the girl's black hair.
Except for the intact face, the girl's exquisite body seemed to have been bitten by a wild beast and became a bloody mess. The bright red blood spurting out soaked the pink dress and then dyed a large area of the nearby ground red.
On her fair and sickly face, her slightly raised eyelashes were still covered with crystal tears, and her wide-open eyes revealed sadness and despair.
It's hard to imagine what she experienced and what she saw before she died. All I know is that the devil once roared here and preserved the best evidence of this barbaric carnival.
The girl's face was well preserved, excluding the perpetrator's special hobbies. The purpose was undoubtedly to provoke certain institutions or people in power and ridicule their incompetence. He was not afraid of the girl's identity being discovered at all, so he traced the clues to himself.
"The prime minister will tell you the specific situation one by one." The old man said nothing more, with murderous intent on his vicissitudes of life face.
The boy didn't answer the call anymore, but took out a pure white Bluetooth headset from his pocket and put it on. His originally gentle and clear face was now filled with an uncontrollable cold murderous intent.
It is simply a scum-like existence!
"Prime Minister!"
The boy called in a low voice, like a silent king summoning his ministers in the palace.
"I'm here!"
A hollow mechanical male voice rang in my ears, and voiceprint matching activated this Al machine with an independent personality.
This is a supercomputer no less powerful than the Secret Party's Norma and Japan's Kaguya, serving the orthodoxy alone.
Are you kidding me? Country Z is a country that has apparently independently developed Tianhe-1. How can orthodox hybrids not have the help of their loyal Al partners when performing tasks?
It's just that the Chinese people are relatively mild-mannered and restrained, and they follow the rules. They are not as exaggerated and out-of-the-box as the golden-haired men in Europe. This makes the reputation of "Prime Minister" far less than that of "Kaguya Princess" and "Norma Lawns".
The world of mixed race is widespread.
"Introducing all the details of this mission." The boy's slender fingers were clasped on the tabletop, shaking slightly.
"The deceased, Zheng Xiaosi, was 16 years old, 162cm tall, and weighed 43kg. She was a sophomore at Shilan Middle School, a member of the ballet troupe, and an avid fan of Chu Zihang's support group.
His parents are leaders of medium-sized companies, and his family is well off. His daily hobbies are shopping, following celebrities and watching movies. He has no bad habits and has never been in contact with suspicious people.
Time of death: 07:53 on May 6, 2010
Place of death: The dense forest behind Shilan Middle School. It is suspected that there were trees that were cut off by human violence at the scene of the incident.
Cause of death: The victim's body was eaten after being abused. The fatal injury was that his throat was bitten by sharp teeth and he suffocated to death.
Attachment: The collected DNA sample failed to match and the sample was collected without fingerprints.
To sum up, the preliminary analysis is that the crime was committed by a high-risk hybrid species who awakened dragon blood. Since the dragon gene pool has not yet been conquered, biological genes cannot be matched. When committing the crime, due to the transformation into a half-Rakshasa (Deadpool), his hands turned into dragon claws.
Normal fingerprint collection cannot be performed.
Based on the calculation of the degree of damage near the site, it is initially estimated that the instantaneous burst of power of the new Rakshasa will reach 1500kg, and the danger level is adjusted to red level A, and the spirit is unknown."
A large amount of data information is analyzed and integrated by the prime minister to form a report and communicate it.
"What happened yesterday?" The boy was startled, seeming to think of the purpose of his temporary participation in the football match.
"It can't be Chu Zihang. He doesn't have time to rush to the football match after committing the crime without being discovered by others. Besides, with his appearance, there seems to be no need to do so." The boy couldn't help but defend him.
, for fear that the old man’s previous questions might be suspicious of him.
Li Longyuan was right. The morning game started on time at eight o'clock, and Chu Zihang played the whole game, which meant that he had been in public view after eight o'clock. The time of the girl's death was 07:53,
In addition, the time the murderer stayed at the scene was definitely after eight o'clock. There is an essential conflict between the two in terms of time.
Besides, this girl is an avid fan of Chu Zihang. He has no motive and no need to do such a thing, even if he is lost in consciousness by the dragon's blood.
"Long Yuan, of course I trust your vision and judgment." The old man spoke to calm the slightly agitated boy.
"There is a new hybrid species that Orthodox has not noticed appeared near Shilan Middle School. His bloodline is extremely unstable and he is about to transform into a Rakshasa. We must find him as soon as possible." The old man gave the final conclusion, which cannot be doubted.
"Just like a rebellious child who suddenly gains surging power in his blood, his immature mind cannot fully control this power and power, so he self-righteously declares his dominance to the world and bullies the weak for pleasure."
The boy nodded heavily. Since his hands were stained with the blood of innocent people, what greeted him would only be the Rashomon gate leading to hell, and he could not look back.
"We are taking the little guy named Chu Zihang with us on this mission. I heard that he has been looking for the world of mixed races. Then you can be his guide." The old man said with a smile.
The boy curled his lips helplessly, "But I'm still half a bucket of water myself. Grandpa, are you really not afraid that I will take him to hell with me?"
"At least he is the son of Chu Tianjiao, the S-class student of Kassel Academy's ace commissioner, so he will not fall down so easily. If the conservative and stubborn old guys in the tribe hadn't disagreed, I would have absorbed his father into the orthodoxy long ago.
Now that we have strength, it is not the turn of that old guy from Angers to take advantage of him. Seclusion in the country is killing people!" The old man glanced sideways at the white T boy sitting in front of him, and for a moment mentioned the past in a relaxed tone.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "As for you? If you die accidentally, the old man can only make a sign for you in advance and hang it in the ancestral hall. Maybe you will be remembered for becoming Li in the future.
The first true king of the clan fell into disgrace before he even took office, so he is much admired (ridiculed) by future generations."
The boy couldn't help but rolled his eyes. His grandfather's mouth was still as vicious as ever.
"Okay, I've finished what I asked you to talk about today. Regarding your recent transfer to Shilan Middle School and secretly investigating the new Rakshasa, I will arrange it. Go away." The silver-haired old man waved his hand, looking like an old gangster.
There is no trace of the elegant and aristocratic style of the old principal of Shengtang Middle School in his tone.
It is estimated that those parents who sent their children to Shengtang would call out "OMG" when they saw their principal's behavior at this moment, and the next day they would lead their children to go through the withdrawal procedures.
Li Yongyuan stood up neatly, picked up the black baseball cap next to him and put it on his head, turned his back and was about to walk out of the hall, when suddenly an old man's hoarse advice came from behind him.
"Don't forget to take it with you when you go out this time. It was originally a gift your father left for you when you turned 20. But I think this mission is the best coming-of-age gift for a boy."
The young man's footsteps paused, and he did not look back. He just lowered the brim of his hat again and stepped out of the palace with firm steps.
Looking back at this ancient palace, there is no palace in the world that is more majestic and ancient than this one. White jade stairs cover all directions of this majestic palace, and further down is the cloud-shrouded and unknown palace.
Where.
Standing in front of the temple, all that I can see around me is a red sun hanging high in the sky in the distance, and only a sea of white clouds that are constantly billowing in front of me. I don't know where it is. It's like a palace in the sky.
Only on the plaque hanging in the main hall, the regular script with iron paintings and silver hooks shows that the world is orthodox, Tai Chi Palace.
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Shilan Middle School, Grade 2(7) Classroom
"Have you heard that Zheng Xiaosi in the next class seems to have had an accident and hasn't come to school for three days?" The girl who had something to do was lying on the table during the break, whispering gossip she heard from somewhere.
"Don't talk nonsense, Xiaosi just transferred to the prosperous Tang Dynasty." A beautiful girl with short hair and capable hair patted the classmate beside her who was muttering softly.
She has the best relationship with Zheng Xiaosi, and they are both members of Chu Zihang's support group. Of course, what she said can be regarded as fact to a certain extent.
"Tell me, Zhao Ning, how come Zheng Xiaosi doesn't even say hello to you for such a big deal as transferring to another school? Isn't it because he secretly despises you as a friend?" The girl who had been disgraced curled her lips and retorted sharply.
"You..., I obviously went to Xiaosi's home and asked her parents. They all said that they sent Xiaosi to Shengtang. It was a boarding school. It's normal that I couldn't contact her for a while. Do you believe it or not?" It seemed that she was being taken care of just now.
The words touched upon something that had been on his mind recently, and Zhao Ning was a little angry, with a rare blush on her fair face.
"Okay, we should be happy for Xiaosi to go to school in Shengtang. If you continue to talk, it will hurt our friendship." She was wearing a white cotton skirt and a pair of lace white socks, with a Hello Kitty hanging from her long hair.
Chen Wenwen, who issued the card, came out in a soft voice to smooth things over.
Lu Mingfei, who looked like a bad boy and had his hair scratched into a chicken coop, quickly echoed, "Yeah, what Wenwen said makes sense."
Zhao Ning and the girl she spoke to earlier looked at each other and rolled their eyes in unison. As long as she is in school, she can see her number one follower three steps away from Chen Wenwen.
Any discerning person in the class could tell that Lu Mingfei was interested in Chen Wenwen, but he was the only one who looked like a self-motivated licker, fearing that Chen Wenwen would know his little thoughts.
"Speaking of transferring schools, I heard from Teacher Zhou that a classmate named Li Longyuan from Shengtang Middle School is going to transfer to our class." Today, campus goddess Liu Miaomiao, who was fresh and beautiful in a white fairy dress, came over holding her textbooks.
Because she often participates in piano performances, Liu Miaomiao has a good relationship with some teachers, and has wider channels for getting information.
"Li Yongyuan? Is he the No. 0 player who didn't fall behind against Senior Brother Chu in last week's football match?" A girl who was in the audience exclaimed, almost attracting the attention of the whole class at once.
Including the little goddess Su Xiaoqiang who is sitting on a chair and playing with the new black Dior bag she bought idly.
"Well, it should be him." Liu Miaomiao's affirmative answer instantly ignited the atmosphere in the class, and everyone was enthusiastically discussing the relevant deeds of the new classmate and the reasons for transferring to Shilan.
"Little girl, don't you know classmate Li Longyuan? Do you know what his family does?" Chen Wenwen was inexplicably curious about Su Xiaoqiang's special performance on the court at that time.
"I don't know, but my family is richer than mine anyway." Today's little goddess dressed up uncharacteristically.
Wearing a pink baseball cap and a simple white T-shirt with Doraemon's cartoon avatar printed on it, the sky blue mechanical cat looks very cute when he laughs heartily, and his light-colored jeans reveal a white ankle.
Paired with a pair of simple white sneakers, she looks like an energetic girl.