Chapter 56

"At about 4 o'clock this afternoon, the city lord Hou Yingtai, the deputy lord Fang Jiangong and others came to the memory hall of the patrol room to pay homage to the gold-collared policeman Dai Youzhi and others who died unfortunately. The elites in the patrol circle are our patron saints, who bring us fairness and justice. Unfortunately, those who hold salaries for everyone have been frozen to death in the wind and snow recently and killed by cruel murderers. According to the tradition of the patrol house, they After death, they have to stay in the memorial hall of the patrol room for three days, so that the family members can keep watch and remember relatives and friends..."

On the TV news, there was such a broadcast.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Li Zhongwu, who was wiping the flying knife with his head down, looked up.

The TV screen showed a group of solemn officials offering incense and bowing to Dai Youzhi's portrait in a mourning hall.

The voice of the announcer is played in the form of voice-over.

The TV lens zoomed out, showing the scene outside the gate of the Remembrance Hall - above the gate of an unremarkable one-story bungalow, there was a black plaque with three big red characters engraved on it - Remembrance Hall.

Two rows of wreaths were placed from inside the Remembrance Hall to outside the gate.

Strips of white curtains hung from the eaves.

This afternoon, Li Zhongwu went to the Internet cafe to search the funeral process of the Yan Dynasty. He has already found out that the dead of this era will keep vigil for three days and three nights after death.

The dead in the patrol room generally don't hold funerals at the deceased's home, and usually send off the deceased in the memorial hall behind the patrol room.

Li Zhongwu didn't expect that he could accidentally see the news about Dai Youzhi's funeral on TV tonight.

What a coincidence.

On the TV screen just now, Dai Qianyu, wearing a black filial piety, also appeared in the camera for two or three seconds.

In the camera, she is dressed in black filial piety, pale face, and gloomy eyes. It is not at all obvious that she raised her gun to question Li Zhongwu when she saw him this morning.

At that time, she asked him why he killed her father as soon as she opened her mouth...

Thinking about it now, she should have been defrauding him.

Obviously there is no evidence, but she used a very strong posture to make him mistakenly think that she had the evidence to kill her father.

It's really a good way.

This reminded Li Zhongwu of what Dai Youzhi said in the car before his death. At that time, he admitted that he had no evidence and could not catch the real culprit of He Baosheng in a short time, so he asked Li Zhongwu to do it. Take the place of the dead ghost to report to the boss.

Now it seems that these two people really deserve to be father and daughter.

The style of doing things is so similar.

However, he hasn't found any evidence that Dai Qianyu intentionally fabricated an unjust, false or wrongly decided case, so he doesn't intend to kill her tonight.

I just want to divert her attention so that she will stop staring at him and Li Zhongwu is chasing him.

……

It's time to night.

The wind is blowing in Tianfu City. In the city under the night, the strong wind is blowing recklessly, whistling in the streets, blowing the branches and leaves of the big trees on the side of the road, shaking the sky full of stars.

There are three mourning halls with lights on tonight.

They are the mourning halls of Dai Youzhi, Ah Guang, and Ah Biao.

Among them, the mourning hall of Dai Youzhi, the gold-collared police officer, has the largest area and the most wreaths and candles.

Several subordinates of Dai Youzhi and several subordinates of Dai Qianyu were scattered on both sides of the altar in the mourning hall, helping to keep watch.

In the electronic speakers, a piece of dirge was played in a loop.

A white candle illuminates the interior and exterior of the mourning hall.

However, due to the strong wind blowing into the mourning hall from time to time tonight, the candles flickered, causing the light in the mourning hall to change constantly, with a feeling of flickering.

Wearing black filial piety, Dai Qianyu, as Dai Youzhi's only daughter, knelt alone on the futon in front of the portrait, her indifferent eyes staring blankly at the portrait of her father.

It was as if he was having a silent conversation with his father.

Outside the Remembrance Hall, a howling night wind blew across the roof of the Remembrance Hall. The night wind whizzed past, but left a black figure on the roof.

Li Zhongwu, who was wearing a black outfit and a monkey face mask, raised his eyes to see the dim moonlight on the night, and suddenly there was a crackling sound of joints in his body.

Accompanied by this sound, his height is dropping rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only is his height decreasing, but his size is also getting wider.

It took one or two breaths before the sound of joint movement in his body finally disappeared.

At this time, his height had dropped by more than two inches, but his figure was obviously much wider.

Bone shrinking skill!
He will too.

When he was exchanging the Disguise Technique in the main god space, he had a whim and thought that the combination of the Disguise Technique and the Bone Shrinking Technique would work best.

He easily exchanged for the top bone shrinking skill.

Anyway, this kind of kung fu with little actual combat effectiveness does not require many points to exchange.

In fact, although this technique is miraculous, at first glance its effects are all negative effects.

For example: not only can it not increase personal combat power, but also, when using this kung fu, because the bones, muscles, and tendons in the body are compressed and twisted, it will greatly affect the strength of the person performing this kung fu, and will not increase anti-decrease.

Let me ask: Is a kung fu that does not increase one's strength, but decreases one's strength, a good kung fu?
Therefore, the points required to redeem it are quite small.

Li Zhongwu, who had finished adjusting his figure, withdrew his gaze from looking up at the night sky, his eyes turned cold, and suddenly moved, his figure flashed, and he rushed to the courtyard below.

Leaping forward, flying away from the eaves, falling rapidly into the air, he caught a glimpse of the portrait of Dai Youzhi placed on the altar table in the hall of remembrance, he swung his right hand forward, and a cold light shot away.

"Ding...wow..."

The cold light quickly passed through the mourning hall, and shot at the portrait of Dai Youzhi, immediately shattering the glass on the surface of the portrait. The glass splashed, and outside the door of the Reminiscence Hall, Li Zhongwu landed on his feet, and the wide black cloak behind him slowly fell down.

"Who?"

"Ah? What's the matter? What's the situation?"

"Flying knife? Where did the flying knife come from?"

"Isn't this a flying knife? This, this looks like a small sword..."

……

Dai Youzhi's portrait was suddenly shattered by a flying knife, causing panic in the mourning hall. Dai Qianyu, who was kneeling in front of the portrait, saw the flying knife shot at the portrait, his expression changed suddenly, and his pupils suddenly swelled. Shrinking, he stood up suddenly, turned his head and looked out of the door, his eyes were sharp, he swiped his right hand to his waist, and pulled out his gun, his figure was slightly shorter, he was already holding guns in both hands, and the muzzle was pointing out of the mourning hall door.

"Who? Come out!!"

She snapped coldly.

Following her reaction, other people in the mourning hall quickly calmed down, pulled out their guns, and stared outside the mourning hall door, concentrating on their guard.

A thick male voice came from outside the door, "A scum like Dai Youzhi can enjoy the glory after death in this memory hall after death, Dai Qianyu! I heard that you are looking for the murderer who killed your father. Tonight I will Give you this chance! Either you kill me to avenge your father, or I will send you to reunite with your father! How? Dare to come out and fight with me?"

Reminiscing about the dark place outside the hall, Li Zhongwu deliberately changed his voice and released verbal smoke bombs.

He came here tonight not to kill, but to confuse Dai Qianyu's thinking.

Let her think that killing her father and enemy has nothing to do with Li Zhongwu.

 Thank you Daxia Wujiang for your reward.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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