Just before Jing Chumei walked out of the bathroom, she had already called the police and called her superiors for help. Basically, the content was that she had been kidnapped by Thirteen and was being threatened to do this and that. Asking for rescue!
Then, when the police rushed to the hotel room, they saw Jing Chumei lying in a pool of blood, and Shi San missing. The police immediately blocked the hotel and wanted to question all the residents on the whole floor. But they received
Following orders from superiors, the detective team and corpse collection team quickly evacuated, and the hotel residents were immediately relocated.
Working with them was a team of guys in black robes. They brought more advanced equipment and collected information in the room more quietly and professionally than the police.
And while they were busy working, Rocca, who had a bald head with a black cross tattooed on his back, opened the door and walked in. Looking at the cold body on the bed, Rocca did not have the slightest nostalgia for the death of his colleague, and even smiled at the corner of his mouth.
meaning.
"What's the situation?" Luo Ka is not a member of the Logistics Department, but because the case involves the Thirteenth Champion of China's recent human-class training, the organization is worried that ordinary front-line support section members will not be able to capture such a role, so Luo Ka is assigned to take charge.
Investigation work of the case.
"The deceased, female, Jing Chumei, was an intern of our Holy Cross Legion and was responsible for the reception. Her death was caused by sharp objects piercing the lung lobes and aorta, resulting in excessive blood loss.
Thirteen's fingerprints, hair and dander were left on the clothes of the deceased. There were wounds on his back caused by abuse, and his tongue was cut with a sharp object. Bloody footprints were found on the ground and followed the window sill. He should have
He escaped from there after hearing the sound of sirens. Colleagues from the frontline support department have begun to track his whereabouts, but there is no news yet." The autopsy staff reported to Luo Kahui wearing masks.
"If you can find him so easily, then he is not Thirteen. The case is very clear. Thirteen coveted the beauty of the deceased, kidnapped and kidnapped the deceased with the intention of raping him. When the deceased resisted, he became angry and killed the deceased in anger.
.Although there is no death penalty in the constitution, our Holy Cross Legion has only one rule, 'a life for a life.'" Roca said with a ferocious face.
"Sir, the Thirteenth Prince is an envoy of the Celestial Empire. You must not make such a hasty conclusion on the case. You should let the collection department transport the body back to the headquarters for a detailed autopsy before making a decision." An adjutant reminded Rocca.
"What kind of envoy does a guy who can do such a stupid thing deserve to be? I'll tell you, the entire city of the Frontline Support Section is under martial law. I must find this guy. If he is arrested, he is allowed to use weapons to fight back. If he is really innocent.
, you should cooperate with our investigation, and resisting is a guilty conscience." Roca didn't need any evidence at all, there was only one thing he wanted to do, and that was to kill Thirteen.
And at 7 o'clock in the morning, when Lin Xi's alarm clock was still 15 minutes away from ringing, the cell phone on the bedside rang.
Lazy Lin Xi reached out to take the phone in his sleep, yawned and said, "Hey, who's there?"
"It's me." Shisan's voice suddenly woke Lin Xi up.
"Are you sick? You called me so early to harass me. Don't you know that there is a time difference between France and the Empire?" Lin Xi was very angry, not because Thirteen harassed him, but because it was too late.
"Are you okay in the Imperial Capital? The temperature there must have cooled down again recently. Make sure you wear more clothes when you go out. Who are you exposing yourself to when I'm not here?" Thirteen asked softly.
"Is it the way I answered the phone that was wrong? Why are you talking so considerately? Are you Thirteen?" Lin Xi sat up from the bed and said, "You have something to do."
"I'm fine, I just wanted to call you to say hello out of boredom. There are still some procedures to go through to collect the goods here, and I may have to stay for a few more days. I will buy the perfume you want in two days.
But if it’s too expensive, you have to pay for it.” Thirteen showed his true character as an iron cock.
"Thirteen, what on earth did you get into? Damn it, it's like you're talking about the funeral, you're going to die if you do it for once?!" Lin Xi's heart was full of uneasiness, because the phone number displayed was not from Thirteen's phone.
It's a phone booth on the roadside.
"It's okay if you say it's okay. Are you so worried about me? Are you falling in love with me? I'm going to the red light district to have fun, so I won't talk to you anymore. Bye." Thirteen said and hung up the phone. Pushing the square away
Retro phone booth door with four sides of glass.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Thirteen, who was only wearing a long windbreaker, shivered from the cold. Under his windbreaker, there was an exhibitionist naked body, only a pair of boxer briefs, and Jing Chumei's blood stains were not even found on it.
The position was cleaned. Wearing a pair of high leather boots, we were walking on the streets of Paris, a very romantic city.
It was already early in the morning, and there were far fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the street. Without his tour guide, Shisan could only use the tourist map to identify the direction. His instinct told him that Jing Chumei’s death was related to the wooden box behind him. At this moment
This is his biggest bargaining chip, and he must not let Zhang Tianshi's head be separated from him.
However, Shisan was still confused as to where to start checking.
Along an ancient stone bridge, Thirteen walked towards the other end of the Seine River. Silently, a heavy fog appeared on the bridge. The fog came so fast, like the haze of the imperial capital, and it suddenly covered the city.
Visibility dropped to less than 5 meters.
The vehicles on the Shenbai Na Highway were no longer seen after the express pass. It seemed that only the spherical street lights were still fighting against the heavy fog.
Halfway through, Thirteen had already stopped, because right in front of the bridge guardrail, Roka, dressed in black robes, was lying there, waiting for Thirteen's arrival.
"Want to know how I found you?" Roka didn't even look at Thirteen.
"You can't remember my manly scent and smell it all the way, right?" Thirteen replied coldly.
"You're so funny. You've caused such a huge disaster and you still dare to talk to me. Under normal circumstances, you should kneel down and beg me so that you can suffer less, right?" Luo Ka finally stood up straight and smiled at Thirteen.
"Listen, I can explain to you what happened. I didn't kill Jing Chumei. She threw herself on the blade and died. I suspect she was hypnotized by some evil spell. If you conduct a more detailed examination, you should be able to
I found the evidence." Thirteen rarely defends himself, but the situation is different now.
"Really?" Luo Ka took out a pair of iron locks from behind, threw it on the ground and kicked it in front of Thirteen.
That thing is like an imitation of human ribs and spine. It is made of black iron sheets. There are half-finger-long iron thorns on the inside of each iron sheet. Even the most perverted props are not as good as the one in front of you.
It came fiercely.
"Iron virgin?!" Thirteen knew this thing. It was a torture instrument used by the Holy Cross Legion to persecute heretics during the Eastern Expedition. If this thing was worn on the body, the body's main spiritual energy transportation channel would be blocked, which would cause
A cruel lock that turns a practitioner into a cripple in a second.
"Mr. Thirteen is indeed well-informed. Yes, this is the characteristic lock of our Holy Cross Legion. It has been abolished for many years. But because of your extraordinary strength, I am afraid that you will not cooperate in the subsequent investigation work, and you will be in a bad situation."
For your and our own safety, it is necessary to bring this." Luo Ka enthusiastically promoted.
"Fuck you, I'm giving you face, you really think I'm a weakling! I've seen too many people avenging private vengeance, but at least you can only avenge us if we have vengeance, right? Do you know if you're playing with me like this?
?" Thirteen directly hung the sword niche ghost on the back of the windbreaker's waist.
"There is no grudge, I just want to try to see who is stronger..." Luo Ka took off the black robe, revealing a burly body wearing silver half-armor. The breastplate only protected the heart and
The lungs are far less glamorous than the full armor of the 9th sister. They are more like the impoverished frontline cannon fodder in the Knights company.
But when Rocca touched the black cross tattoo on the back of his head, a dazzling black cloud came out from the back of his head. Rocca actually pulled out a black medieval knight's epee from his body, a 2-meter-long sword.
The blade is as wide as a palm, with numerous blood-letting grooves attached to it. Resentment and human souls howl around the blade, like a magic sword.
"It would be weird to hide this kind of thing in your heart every day. It would be strange if you are not a pervert." Thirteen took out Bailu's blade with one hand and held the wooden box with the other. "Gringo, is there no other way to solve it?"
"If you beat me, you can say whatever you want." Roka grinned.
"I'll teach you a Chinese idiom, 'You will die if you ask for it.'" Thirteen stepped forward on the stone brick floor without hesitation.
"Playing with swords? You are not qualified." Luo Ka took it calmly, carrying a sword weighing a hundred kilograms with one hand as easily as holding a feather.
Thirteen rushed to the front of Luo Ka with great speed. No matter how loaded the guy was, he slashed upwards from the ground with the diagonally drawn sword edge. It was still the concept of taking a slanted sword.
But Luo Ka's movement was slower but faster than that of Thirteen. The horizontal sword struck Thirteen's blade with such force that it even cracked Thirteen's jaw and almost made him lose his sword hilt.
"Fuck!" Thirteen had never seen this kind of strange power before, holding the sword blade with blood in his palm and slashing backwards.
Thirteen had only half a spin before Luo Ka's breaking move caught up with him. After deflecting Thirteen's blade, the sword turned around and hit Thirteen in the stomach with just the ring at the rear end of the hilt, killing the champion from the East.
He took three steps back and vomited out all the pineapple rice he had for dinner.
"My ancestors were demon-breaker swordsmen of the Holy Cross Legion, and swordsmanship is the belief of my clan. In a close encounter, you have no chance of winning. Let alone when I hold the 'Black Stone' in my hand.
This sword is an heirloom of my family. It is passed down from generation to generation along with the tattoo of the head of the family. It is made of meteorite and has killed an unknown number of pagans so far. The souls of the pagans will be sealed in the sword body.
It becomes sharper and tougher.
If you die, you will still be imprisoned." Roca smiled proudly.
"Are you done nagging? It's my turn." Thirteen waved his hand to wipe the vomit from the corner of his mouth, crazily stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth, replaced the White Deer Sword's edge with the giant horse-slaying blade, and the black meridians on Chi Guo's body swelled again