Perhaps it was because Chang laughed so hard that the debt collector hadn't shown up in the past two days, so Qian Er was a little lost. Beer and peanut shells were scattered all over the house. When Liu Minghao and Wei Zidao arrived, this guy
Still fast asleep on the sofa.
But this also makes their work easier.
Wei Zidao first took a metal rod and stabbed Qian Er's body in various places, "Brother Hao, there is no abnormal energy reaction."
"It seems that he is not a person with abilities...you can take over." Liu Minghao said casually, then moved a chair, covered his nose with a tissue, and sat down.
Wei Zidao nodded, came to Qian Er, reached out and pinched a strange seal, murmured something in his mouth, and then clicked on Qian Er's forehead - this is some kind of Taoist technique, the effect is similar to
Hypnosis.
Of course, the effect of hypnosis varies from person to person, and also from person to person. In the school, Wei Zidao's performance in this area was very good, considered top-notch, so he graduated early and was officially promoted to an agent who could go out on duty.
Under the influence of practical Taoism, Qian Er slowly opened his eyes, but his expression was dull and his consciousness was unclear.
Liu Minghao began to ask some questions about what happened that night... What Qian Er said was basically consistent with the statements given to the police by several of Chang Xiao's companions.
Just when Liu Minghao and Wei Zidao felt that they had not encountered any good luck this time, something that had not been recorded appeared in Qian Er's words.
"Gun?" Liu Minghao frowned at this time: "What gun? Who gave you the gun?"
Qian Er's eyes were empty, but his words were clear: "Silver gun. I couldn't see his appearance. He said he could help me kill Chang Xiao, so I shot him."
"Where's that gun?" Wei Zidao asked quickly.
Qian Er slowly shook his head, "I don't know."
Liu Minghao stared at Qian Er for a while, then waved his hand. At this time, Wei Zidao cast another spell, and Qian Er fell on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.
"Brother Hao, now there are some clues." Wei Zidao said thoughtfully: "The deceased in the detention center, as well as Chang Xiao, were all shot to death in the forehead, and the bullet could not be found... And Qian Er said that someone gave him
Gave him a silver gun."
Liu Minghao nodded, "This gun is probably a specially refined magic weapon... Perhaps this can explain its weird killing method. But one thing is, why didn't the person behind it do it himself?
Instead, he chose to give the gun to Qian Er to use? So, was it a similar operation at the detention center?"
Wei Zidao walked back and forth, thinking in his mind: "If the murderer had done it himself, he wouldn't have left a flaw like Qian Er that is difficult for ordinary people to find, and we probably still have no clue... But if the murderer did this, could it be
Is it because the murderer himself cannot directly use this gun?"
"Or, in other words, using this gun requires certain conditions." Liu Minghao's mind twisted wildly, "It's even possible that he is doing something... an experiment or something?"
"If it's an experiment, then it's very likely that the next victim will appear." Wei Zidao immediately reacted, "Brother Hao, if this is really the case, then it is too dangerous!"
"Don't panic, this is just our conjecture." Liu Minghao shook his head: "If it is true that the gun shoots bullets to kill people, and the bullets disappear automatically after killing people, then this gun is not an ordinary magic weapon. You
Thinking about it, let’s not talk about the cell in the detention center, just laugh often. The car is sealed, it can only be said that the bullet suddenly appeared in front of him, killing him head-on... Think about it, this method of ignoring space, in
Among the many Taoist teachings we have studied, are there any similar ones?"
Wei Zidao thought about it and said: "I heard that some Taoists with powerful magic can use a Tao method that allows people to move thousands of miles instantly. And many Taoist sects also have escape techniques that can pass through walls.
.”
"The wall-penetrating technique is only applicable to energy bodies such as ghosts. It is impossible for normal people, even Taoists or demons, to do it. The development department has done countless tests in this regard. I can only say that this method
The weapon can generate bullet-like energy within a specified range. After killing, the energy disappears and the bullet disappears naturally." Liu Minghao shook his head, "It's not impossible to tear apart space, it's just necessary.
The energy is so powerful that even the center point of a nuclear bomb explosion does not have this ability."
"It's not that there's not enough energy, it's that the way we use energy is still very low-level." Wei Zidao said, "I have listened to Dr. Zhao's lecture. He mentioned that with the current means of human beings, the means of using energy are still very low-level."
There are still some shortcomings. As for the Dao demons, they are not only more advanced than us, but they are not necessarily at the end."
Liu Minghao waved his hand, "We won't discuss this matter. All we need to know is that someone paid two dollars for the gun at that time, and this person once appeared in the alley. In this way, we are not clueless.
...Go to that alley."
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Luo Qiu is quite satisfied with the optimized world in the game.
But he didn't stay too long, it was just an outing - he didn't even go looking for the 'main god' who was having fun in the castle.
Luo Ya was still the same, she was very unfamiliar with everything when she went in, and she was still unfamiliar with everything after she came out. Only when she was by Luo Qiu's side did she show a secret look of peace of mind.
Luo Qiu didn't leave Luo Ya's room until she fell asleep slowly.
"Master, are you going home?" The maid appeared next to Luo Qiu and asked softly.
This seems to be no different from the past. At that time, Luo Qiu would come in the morning, go back after dinner, and go home to rest, rain or shine.
"Well, see you tomorrow." Luo Qiu smiled and nodded.
You Ye likes this answer, because tomorrow is very fast for her. In the long years, such a short wait is just a small sleep.
She was born in the club. Now three hundred years have passed and she has experienced two bosses.
The new boss allowed her to gradually recover from a certain coldness. Naturally, she wanted to cherish her current master from the bottom of her heart... and she was even less willing to have a new master appear to replace him in the future.
All you need to do is close your eyes gently and wait one night before you can see him again... What else is there to hope for?
She wasn't even surprised that she didn't have such a strong idea before, but now she had such an idea... She just felt that it was good, as if she had somehow broken through some shackles and received some kind of permission.
Luo Qiu was also curious. He felt that his maid seemed to have a hint of fireworks... In Luo Qiu's eyes, the maid at this time, minus the body of an alchemy doll, became more and more mysterious in his black and white vision.
Brilliant.
The brilliance that can be embraced and possessed at will.
He did not choose to leave as usual, but took Youye's hand and came to her usual sitting position, quietly watching her sleep - until she was immersed in the doll's body and her soul was hazy.
, is the one who is willing to leave.
Without extinguishing the candles in the lobby, letting these candlelight accompany her, Luo Qiu gradually disappeared from here.
Temporarily means that his day as a boss is almost over.
Vaguely, Luo Qiu felt that he and the altar seemed to have some kind of connection that he could not figure out - it seemed that the relationship was closer than before.
He still couldn't figure out the altar's thoughts, but it seemed that the altar had begun to actively respond to some of his thoughts - perhaps it had become more dull... such as closing the door.
Closed in the true sense, closed for business... As long as you show up, there will inevitably be a passive situation of trading, it seems to be a little different.
Luo Qiu intuitively felt that he seemed to be able to turn on and off this 'passive' ability freely... This situation would never happen again and he was no longer suitable for it.
Luo Qiu couldn't tell whether this was good or bad... It seemed that the altar gave him a higher degree of freedom, but if it was a higher degree of freedom, it seemed that he was more in line with the needs of the altar.
Could it be that his emotions have been worn away without even realizing it to the point where he himself feels they are dispensable?
But in his heart, he still thinks that everyone over the years is not the same at all.
He vaguely felt that a certain opportunity had appeared before, but it passed by so quickly that even he himself was not aware of it, or it could be said that he had forgotten it because of something more irresistible.
The moment he stepped out of the club door, Luo Qiu even had a strange feeling... The altar seemed to wish that he could just go on like this.
There is a feeling like a gentle embrace by a pair of hands.
…
The white Alpha has actually been parked outside the police station for the past two days.
In fact, there are two other similar Alfas, which also exist in different places at the same time - one is at the University of Political Science and Law, and the other is at the traffic police brigade.
There is no doubt that this is Miss Song's arm.
After collecting a large amount of information through the hands of the Zhang family, and finally narrowing down the suspects to three people, Miss Song Ying, who was assigned, was quite persevering and even went into battle herself.
It's just that this kind of surveillance work is actually quite boring - at least these days, I just stay in the car every day without doing anything, and the food and drink are all bought from the street, which is not considered exquisite food - there is not even any exercise, Song Ying feels
It seemed like there was a layer of grease in my belly.
Miss Song suddenly felt a little aggrieved... Why should she be so concerned?
So angry!
She moved the seat so that she was almost lying down... Song Ying, who felt moldy now, yawned and asked casually: "Is this Zhou Yusheng really not coming out again?"
"No, Miss." The person next to me answered quickly, and at the same time, seeing that this seemed to be the limit of the Miss's spirit, he said: "Miss, how about I send someone to take you back to Zhang's house to rest. This kind of
Let’s leave the work to us.”
"Isn't my hard work these days wasted in this way?" Song Ying suddenly snorted coldly, "Dead heads, dead heads... Don't let me find out the truth... be so cruel to me, so cruel to me!!"
In fact, Miss Song Ying also has her own little theater in her head.
——The noble and cool Miss Song Ying threw a pile of information on the table and said arrogantly, "Look! I've found out the truth about you! It's not a waste of effort!"
——So Luo Qiu looked at him with admiration, "Song Ying, you are so awesome. I never knew that you cared about my affairs like this... I'm sorry, my attitude towards you was not good before. Okay.
Give me a chance?"
——Miss Song Ying: "You know you're wrong? Unfortunately, it's too late, unless you..."
"Miss, miss?" The bodyguard felt that something was wrong with the eldest lady of his family. After having a weird smile on his face for no reason, he couldn't help it and had to call out cautiously.
"Scared? Oh...it's okay, I suddenly thought of something." Song Ying said without changing her expression...opened the curtain and looked out, "By the way, remove the people from the traffic police and concentrate on the investigation.
Gao Wen and Zhou Yusheng."
The bodyguard nodded, agreeing with what Song Ying said - today, they discovered that Gao Wen and Zhou Yusheng had appeared in the cemetery one after another.
"Okay, let's go and give the order."
Song Ying continued: "Go further away later and don't buy me any more rice, rice and soy milk...it makes me want to vomit!"
The lights have already started to light up, the streets have changed from busy to sparse, and dinner time has almost reached its end.
"Understood." The bodyguard nodded and said casually: "There is a shop selling saliva chicken on the street in front. Miss, would you like to try it?"
Song Ying waved her hand indifferently, "Let's figure it out. It's not just soy milk and rice."
"I'll go right away." The bodyguard set off immediately.
There were two bodyguards sitting on the driver's seat in front. They were both experienced men. It shouldn't be a big problem if I left for a short time... I thought that the bodyguards were going to pull the car's sliding door.
But at this moment, the car door was knocked several times... The sound of knocking on the car door immediately made the bodyguard frown, and at the same time made Song Ying's expression become more solemn.
The bodyguard blocked Song Ying with one hand, and at the same time pressed the other hand on the back of his waist, and then suddenly opened Alpha's car door in an instant, and said sternly: "Who!"
I saw a young man in plainclothes with a smile, carrying two bags, standing outside the car door - Luo Qiu.
"Qiu...Master Qiu?" The bodyguard naturally recognized the new young master of the Song family at the first sight, and couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.
Of course, Song Ying was also out of reach. Her eyes widened and she opened her mouth. It took her a long time to squeeze out something bad, "Where did you come from?"
"I passed by and saw you here, so I came over to see you." Luo Qiu smiled slightly, "I guess you didn't have anything to eat, so I bought some by the way."
"Master Qiu is determined." The attitude of the bodyguards naturally changed. They were trained and instilled with the idea of serving the people of the Song family... quite like the style of domestic slaves in ancient times.
"Are you so kind?" Song Ying snorted in a low voice, "You're not here to see my joke, are you?"
"Thank you for helping me so much." Luo Qiu said softly.
Song Ying's momentum was instantly defeated, "What... did you buy? I tell you, I'm not a king with all the rubbish in his stomach!"
"Do you want some soy milk and rice?" Luo Qiu picked up the bag in his hand, "It's an old store, I used to eat it often, it tastes good and it's hot."
Oops...the bodyguard sighed, this is what the lady did not want.
As expected, Song Ying's lips trembled... "Okay, then I'll avoid it."
