Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1393 Disaster Invasion ()

It looks like a murder scene.

At least one-third of her body is covered in scarlet, and she is lying on the bed, looking like a young girl.

At this moment, not only was she naked, but her whole body was stiff and motionless, as if she was being brutally killed here - but she wasn't.

Without rushing forward to check, Fu Qian quickly came to a conclusion that was contrary to his initial impression.

The reason is simple, his sense of smell has also recovered now.

In this tragic scene, the air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

That scarlet red patch didn't seem to be the blood sprayed from the human body, but the very misleading color of the wine.

In fact, from this position, all that can be seen is what appears to be a small wound on the neck. It is difficult to imagine that the blood can flow like this.

But the smell of alcohol, the location of the wound, and the overly classic configuration seem to easily remind people of a certain scene in the past...

Fu Qian raised his hand and touched his face.

Sure enough, what he got was not flesh and blood, but a cold mask.

Even with a slightly familiar outline, he could naturally outline a black and white face in his mind without looking in the mirror, full of majesty - the King of Fortune.

Yes, it was exactly the image he had when he was walking around the world and becoming a powerful figure in Beijing.

The outline of the mask is familiar because it was me who selected it from Miss Wen's inventory.

Then the drunk girl, the wound on the neck, and the unmistakable hotel room. When these few elements are put together, it is hard not to think of the case of a drunken vampire picking up corpses that caused a lot of commotion in Beijing some time ago.

Even though the visual impact is slightly inferior, I have actually seen similar scenes during my follow-up investigation.

The only question is, whose dream is this?

……

Although the perception in dreams will be affected to begin with, compared with returning to ordinary people once, the gap is still huge.

What Fu Qian could confirm at this moment was that it was dark outside and there was no one hiding under the thick curtains.

The scene in front of him was undoubtedly not good for him.

Once someone rushes in, it is impossible to believe that they are just passing by.

dong dong!

Just as the saying goes, all your wishes come true, the next moment a knock on the door came unexpectedly from one side.

The suddenness of the voice, and the fact that there was no movement of approaching footsteps before it, perfectly complemented the strange scene in front of him.

The only pity is that this elegant visitor did not wait to open the door before paying.

The door lock was relatively delicate, but the next moment it was broken from the outside.

He is tall and tall, in his twenties.

As debris fell, the door was pushed open silently, and a familiar figure with eyes like daggers stood there and looked over coldly.

……

Jiang En.

I have to say that in this situation, this is a face that is quite unconventional.

After all, although the serial corpse-picking cases not long ago were finally blamed on those greedy insects, it was actually the person in front of him who did it.

Not to mention that he is essentially a member of the greedy worm.

It is not so easy to get rid of the contract of betrayal signed with the gods.

"Nice to meet you, please come in."

Facing the unkind face of the visitor, Fu Qian remained calm and made a gesture of invitation.

"I should be the one to say it's a pleasure to meet you."

The latter looked at her with a straight face for a week, especially after his eyes lingered on the wine girl for a few seconds, before finally accepting the invitation and even closing the door. "Prince Ming of Universiade, my recent visit to Beijing has been a lot more exciting because of Your Excellency."

"you flatter me."

This was obviously not a nice thing to say, but Fu Qian didn't seem to hear it at all. He looked over Jiang En's shoulder and behind him as he spoke.

"how?"

Jiang En obviously noticed it and looked back, then looked sarcastic.

"Don't worry, there's no one else but me."

"Then I can't even understand your behavior."

Shaking his head slightly, Fu Qian pointed to the hole in the door.

"Is there any point in doing this if it's not for the backup outside to hear clearly?"

"You came alone to have this private conversation, and the first thing you did was to open a hole in the door?"

……

"Prince Ming, can you tell me what is going on?"

Facing the logical questions raised before him, Jiang En was obviously speechless.

But the overall situation has been decided, so why should we be troubled by such a small thing.

He sneered again, not even interested in responding, and directly pointed to the mess on the bed with his eyes.

"She's not dead."

Unfortunately, what is a little disappointing is that even though he was arrested, King Dayun Ming still showed no panic in his words, and even explained casually.

"Strictly speaking, her current situation is more like opening a bottle of wine with her head and then fainting."

"Of course I know the person is not dead."

However, Jiang En did not waver in the slightest.

"You're not a real vampire."

Amidst the sneer, Jiang En's eyes were like daggers, as if he could penetrate the ferocious mask and look directly at the thoughts hidden under the bones.

"If someone really dies, whether it's Nightman or Goulard, the reaction will never be what it is now."

"Oh, what does it look like now?"

The other party was obviously not very polite, Fu Qian's tone also became colder, and he asked in a nonchalant manner.

"They were perfunctory and even restrained each other, which put the poor suspect into trouble little by little. In the end, he was even forced to be grounded and even expelled from Beijing even if there was no evidence."

"Tyler Goulard? It sounds a little pitiful, but what's the benefit of me doing this? I don't know him very well."

Regarding this inference, I am not convinced before paying.

"That's the neat thing."

Sneering again and again, Jiang En didn't give him any chance to breathe.

"I agree with you. You and Taylor are indeed not familiar with each other, and there is no enmity between you and me. Not to mention the night watchman, even he himself would have a hard time suspecting you."

"But if things like this happen continuously, it is definitely not bad for you."

"Facing your challenge, neither the poor man who is eager to prove his innocence nor his tribe who wants to keep a low profile and minimize the impact will be interested in responding."

"Then you can say that Tyler Goulard avoided seeing him out of fear and continued to cause trouble until he was kicked out of Beijing, and then he found me."

Jiang En pointed at his face.

"As a character who has yet to reach the mid-level, the threat is of course much smaller than that of Taylor. As long as I am dealt with by then, the name of King Yun Ming will be resounding in Beijing... This is why the woman on the bed will never die."

"Once an ordinary person with extraordinary elements dies, the Night Bearer's posture will be completely different. At that time, not only will the poor man regain his innocence with a high probability, but you will also be found sooner or later and pay a heavy price... I'm right. ?"

(End of this chapter)