Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

"Well, well done." Song Yi patted his shoulder with a bright smile on her face.

Bo Yesheng looked at her deeply and said, "As long as I can help you."

"Ahem." Song Yi coughed twice and blushed inexplicably when he saw her: "I've seen that these flower sellers have no spiritual power. Didn't the director say last time that the special department is recruiting people recently? It just so happens that this time Just leave this thing to his new recruit to save us from running around."

"Okay, I'll contact them now." As expected, Bo Yesheng took over the matter again. He made a phone call, and after waiting for less than ten minutes, a black car drove over, and several young people I got out of the car with a serious expression. This was always someone from the special department.

The two got into the car with the man, and picked up the gangster couple on the way. What they faced next was compensation and jail time. According to their behavior, they would not be able to get out for decades.

Song Yi suddenly thought of it and said with some regret: "If I had known, it would have been broadcast live just now. It would be such a good thing to scare the monkeys. It's a pity."

Bo Yesheng chuckled and said, "It's okay, there's also a bear pudding, right? We can live broadcast it when the show is over."

"Too."

While the two were talking, the girl in Taoist robes walked up to Song Yi and said, "Senior, should we interrogate the middle-aged flower seller, or should you do it."

The girl's tone and demeanor were very respectful, which made Song Yi a little uncomfortable: "Relax, we should be considered the same age."

If we don't count the hundreds of years she spent in the world of immortality, they are indeed the same age, Song Yi thought to herself, and then stood up: "Let me interrogate this person."

When they arrived at the interrogation room, the man hadn't woken up yet, and Song Yi didn't need him to wake up either. Soon she came forward and used the spell of questioning the heart.

The man opened his eyes, his dim yellow eyes were unfocused, like a puppet.

"Where did your flowers come from? Who brought you to sell them? Do you know what his purpose was?" Song Yi asked several questions in one go.

Song Yi intuitively felt that there must be a bigger conspiracy behind the flower selling incident. Now the flowers sold by these people were almost finished products. Compared with the flowers seen in Li Rui's room, they were inferior in terms of function and ability to control people's hearts. It's much better, and the spells above and below the flowers are also more advanced.

If it was just for pua, there would be no need to refine flowers to such an extent, and even produce aromatherapy. pua must be just an experiment, and they must have bigger plans next. As for why the man in black asked me to investigate He knew about this incident and organized it. Could it be that the murderer’s purpose had something to do with him?

Putting away her thoughts, Song Yi looked at the man in front of her, wondering how much he knew.

"My flowers were seeds given to us by a man wearing a black mask. We planted them ourselves. The man wearing a black mask came to me and asked me to do business and sell flowers. I don't know his purpose. , we never asked him anything more.”

That black mask must be the person with the black head in the group. Song Yi continued to ask: "Did you feel anything strange when you were planting flowers, and did the person with the black mask tell you that it was important? Or something else profound?"

"I just feel that the flowers grow very fast. It only takes a few days to grow flowers from seeds. He told me to plant more flowers and sell them to more people. He also said that it won't take long for us to succeed. , you will make a fortune."

Sure enough, pua and whatnot are just experiments, and the real drama is yet to come. Bo Yesheng also stepped forward and asked: "How do you ask him for seeds? When can you see him."

"On the first of every month, he would mail us seeds on time. Except for the accident when we first met, I never saw him again."

"If you look for the mailing address, you should be able to find something, right?" Bo Yesheng said.

"Perhaps, we can go take a look later." After Song Yi finished speaking, he was about to continue asking questions when he suddenly realized something was wrong. The next second, he immediately stepped forward to take the man's pulse. His face turned pale for a moment, and dense blood oozed from his forehead. Sweat.

Although Bo Yesheng didn't know what happened, his heart jumped following Song Yi's movements, and he asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

"A sudden look of death appeared on his face. He is going to die." Song Yi finished speaking with difficulty, and continued to use her own spiritual power to continuously input into the man's body, suppressing the power in his body.

"No, I can't resist the power of the rules, I can't save him." He said this, but Song Yi still didn't let go.

When Bo Yesheng heard this, he saw Song Yi's face getting paler and paler. He immediately stepped forward, took Song Yi's hand, and forced her to let go. The next second, the man spontaneously combusted like Li Ran.

"The people behind the scenes should have noticed the movement, so they took action." Song Yi turned her head slightly and took a deep breath. Although the death was a disaster, it was still a bit heavy to watch a life disappear in front of her eyes.

Bo Yesheng looked at the burning man and asked, "I don't understand how they noticed it. Could it be that they can observe what's going on here at any time through the man?"

"I'm not so sure either."

While the two were talking, the man had completely turned into ashes, as if he had never existed.

"Now that he has turned into ashes, I can't check what the rules of his body are." Song Yi quickly got rid of the heaviness in his heart, looked at the ashes on the ground and said, "Wait until next time when I catch him and sell him." Flower Man, let me check the rules in his body first."

"Okay, this time, we haven't gained anything at all." After Bo Yesheng finished speaking, his phone still vibrated slightly: "We have found it. Except for the group owner with the black avatar, the detailed IP addresses of all the other flower sellers have been found. .”

"Well, we'll leave them to the special department to catch them. Let's go look for Pudding the Bear first. She is the latest victim. Maybe we can find more clues."

"Speaking of the time of victimization." Bo Yesheng took out his mobile phone: "Just now in the car, I roughly calculated the time of victimization of everyone in the group. Basically, they were two months or earlier. Only the time of Little Bear Pudding was two months. Days ago."

After saying that, Bo Yesheng opened the memo on his phone, which detailed the time when everyone in the group was killed, as well as their own descriptions of what happened.

"When did you do this!" Song Yi was so surprised that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear when she saw it, and quickly put her head over.

"It's very easy to sit up in the car. Just paste their nicknames and the chat history they sent." Bo Yesheng looked at Song Yi with a smile on his face: "It's not very troublesome."