Celestial Masters Alliance

When I came back to my senses, my whole body was shaking uncontrollably. I looked at the railing that separated life and death but didn't dare to approach it. The trumpet loudly reported the address to the mobile phone behind me. The voice was hysterical on the verge of collapse, as if shouting like this could undo what had just happened.

The trumpet is calmer than me. I am paralyzed here, unable to move, like a waste. Where is the wood? I suddenly realized that the wood was missing. He jumped up suddenly and shouted into the trumpet: "Where has the wood gone?"

Xiaoba pointed at the door, and I rushed over, running aimlessly. The wooden figure flashed in front of the fire escape door. I chased after him and ran downstairs behind him, but he only went down one floor before opening the fire escape door.

My mind started to function normally now. The wind blowing the scarf from behind was too weird, and the way the scarf fell did not conform to the normal principle of gravity. Someone used tricks to seize the scarf! And this person is most likely downstairs!

Mu Mu stood in front of a half-open door and hesitated. If the door is open, it means that the person who got the scarf has escaped. However, it may also be that the tiger is being lured away from the mountain in order to gain more time to escape.

"Tell the trumpet to come down and chase after him!" I pushed the wood and said loudly.

Mu Mu dialed the phone, and he picked up the phone as soon as it rang. Mu Mu said in a deep voice, "Go down to the fifteenth floor." Then he hung up the phone in a hurry, glanced at me, and rushed out of the fire escape.

I took out the ax from the fire box, held it in my hand, and kicked open the ajar door. Xiaoda also moved very quickly, standing behind me as soon as I walked through the kitchen and into the living room. We were all shocked by the empty furnishings. There were three giant screens placed in the living room. Each screen showed the entire scene of Uncle Gang's house, including the bathroom.

We have no way of verifying when the surveillance facilities were established. My attention was instantly drawn to the installation on the balcony. Stainless steel brackets, hanging wires, vacuum cleaners, mirrors. A makeshift device to snatch a silk scarf. I have to admire the robber's adaptability.

I kicked open the doors of all the rooms and checked. It can be concluded that this house, which does not even have a wardrobe, is specially used to monitor Uncle Gang. Of course, their ultimate target was me.

The robber had already escaped. I threw the ax to Xiaoba and said, "Mumu and I will go after him, and I'll leave the matter to you." Uncle Gang had already died, and Xiaoba had the right to decide the nature of Uncle Gang's death. If the incident in this room were reported to the police, the murder would raise many unexplained questions. If it is determined to be suicide, then Xiaoba and I are the sons of the deceased respectively, and the police have nothing to suspect, so naturally they will not search the house for evidence. No one will ever know about this room specially used to monitor Uncle Gang. I personally hope that these things will not be too involved, otherwise we will not be able to control the direction of development. Now it depends on what Xiaoda decides.

Xiaoda nodded, and I rushed out, pressed the elevator, and went straight to the underground parking lot. The wood came down the fire escape and by the time I arrived he had already walked all over the underground parking lot. I held down the elevator and shouted to the wood: "Wood, there are parking spaces above."

Mu Mu rushed into the elevator, put his hand on my shoulder as the elevator ascended, and squeezed hard. I understood what he meant. He was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to bear it when I saw my mother’s body falling from a height later. I was completely consumed by panic, and I couldn't even say "Don't worry". But Mu Mu doesn't need my response, he uses his actions to tell me that he is with me.

The crowd gathered faster than expected, with three floors inside and three floors outside. Even the cars driving on the road slowed down. Drivers stuck their heads out of the car windows to see what was going on, causing a traffic jam. Seeing this scene, don't hold out hope of finding the thief you have never met.

I followed Mu Mu through the crowd. He suddenly stopped and his body stiffened. I quickly followed his gaze. Huang Xiao! ? wrong! He should be called a liar!

The liar was hiding in the crowd, staring at the place where his mother had fallen with surprised eyes. He was keen and quickly sensed the angry gazes of me and Mu Mu. He raised his eyes and met my gaze. He opened his mouth slightly and narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, he turned around and pushed away the crowd and ran towards the road.

Mumu shouted at me: "Go after him!" and ran towards where we parked the car.

Anger made me rush out with flames like a bullet struck by a firing pin, following the liar's running figure. He crossed the road, jumped over the railing, and ran to the opposite road. My skills were hindered again, and I fell some distance behind him when I crossed the railing.

The liar ran a few steps before jumping into a black Lexus. As I chased him, I wrote down the license plate number of the car.

"Get in the car!" Mu Mu pulled Jinbei to a sudden stop beside me when I could barely see the taillights.

The moment I opened the car door, Mu Mu had already stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. As soon as he jumped into the car, without even closing the door, Jinbei rushed out like a strong wind.

I reported the car model, color, and license plate number in a breathless voice. Mumu just said: "Fasten your seat belt!" Then he drove Jinbei over every car on the road with a sinister look.

Soon, we saw Ruizhi’s figure. The veins in Mu Mu's hand holding the steering wheel were exposed, causing the modified Jinbei to approach Ruizhi step by step. I rummaged around in the car anxiously, hoping to find a weapon and throw it at Ruizhi at any time to force it to stop.

Mu Mu knew what I was thinking, and said through gritted teeth, "There is a wrench in the tool box at the back."

This is not the first time I have cooperated with Mu Mu in this kind of racing scene. Moreover, the difficulty level this time is no better than the last time I switched driving seats while driving at high speed. Amidst the violent shaking, I found the toolbox hidden under the back seat. He took out two wrenches, big and small, and threw the small one under the passenger seat. He held the big one, opened the window, and waited for the opportunity.

The driver of Ruizhi knew he couldn't escape, so he turned the car onto an unopened road to avoid the crowd. Mu Mu gave full throttle and passed over Ruizhi, then braked suddenly and stopped in front of Ruizhi. The driver of Ruizhi also braked quickly and turned the steering wheel, trying to pass Jinbei from the other side. Mu Mu reacted very quickly and reversed the car one step ahead, causing Ruizhi to hit the back half of Jinbei.

I was affected by a strong impact. I hit the door of Jinbei first, and then hit the window on the other side in the opposite direction. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and threw away the wrench in my hand. I used my arms to protect the side of my head and the car window. It didn't hurt me when it broke, just a little scratch.

I resisted the ringing in my ears and the pain, picked up the dropped wrench, quickly knocked off the broken glass on the car door, jumped out of the window, and landed on the hot hood of the Lexus. My anger made me unable to feel my palms and My knees were burned, so I swung the wrench in my hand and hit the cracked windshield. The glass cracked into a mesh without breaking. This was exactly the effect I wanted.

I turned over and jumped off the hood, holding the wrench and smashed the passenger window glass. I used enough strength to smash it three times before the entire glass fell. The liar was squeezed by the deployed airbag and fell into a coma. I couldn't care less, so I shouted at him heartbreakingly: "Come out! Get out!" This cry seemed to reflect the fear and fear of my mother when she fell from the building just now. Anger found an outlet.

As I roared, the wood shattered the driver's glass, punctured the airbag, and reached over the driver to unlock the door.

My anger made me unable to feel the pain of the burn on my hands. I yanked open the car door and pulled the liar out of the seat belt and threw him to the ground. I grabbed his collar and shook him, forcing him to look at me, and yelled: "Hand over the map, you murderer!"