Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　After he left for a moment.

　　A group of figures quickly moved from the other side of the street.

　　This is a group of human figures in black clothing similar to police uniforms.

　　These figures are more human-like than many Silent City residents.

　　It's just that their expressions are too numb and their skin is too pale.

　　Some resemble dead people.

　　In this team, there is a strange figure.

　　Compared to other figures, this figure's skin color is much healthier, and although his expression is numb, his eyes radiate human light from time to time.

　　There was a slit on his forehead, and the slightest red light flowed from the slit.

　　If you look closely, you will find that hidden in this slit is a gurgling eyeball, which is very strange.

　　If Lin Hun was at the scene at this time, he would find that this figure was none other than Wu Jian.

　　The reason why he is here.

　　In order to complete the advanced tasks.

　　And his task is to follow the Eternal Silent City Police Force to complete at least one case cracking.

　　Follow the team and enter the tailor's tailor shop.

　　Wu Jian felt a strong chilly breath in the air.

　　The breath was sharp and full of malice.

　　Like the tip of a needle, constantly piercing the skin.

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　　Enter the tailor's shop.

　　The silent curse of Eternal Silence is cut off.

　　The team leader's treacherous face was accompanied by a pale face, and his numb eyes kept rolling.

　　"The tailor is a character that the city owner likes very much. The clothes he sews are also widely praised by the shopkeepers. Now its aura has suddenly disappeared, which shows that he has suffered a poisonous hand. We must find the murderer."

　　The blunt mechanical voice spit out, and the captain of the Eternal Silent City Guard quickly set his eyes on the hanger that once hung the Soul Dress.

　　It took two steps forward, leaned down, and took a deep breath on the hanger.

　　With its movement, a vague shadow of a black leather trench coat gradually appeared on the hanger.

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　　The shadow gradually became clearer as it breathed.

　　However, just as the leather windbreaker was about to fully reveal its shape, the shadow of the leather windbreaker suddenly disintegrated into a playing card that pulled the beam.

　　After these playing cards spun in mid-air for a while, like lasing bullets, they shot towards all the police officers in the room indiscriminately.

　　Puff puff!

　　The sharpness of the card with the power of the ghost is not inferior to the real blade.

　　Easily stabbed into the bodies of these police officers.

　　However, the police officer who was stabbed seemed to be fine, and expressionlessly pulled out the playing cards that had been stabbed into his body, and kneaded them into powder with his hands.

　　"Poker..."

　　Among these police officers, the only one who was not injured was Wu Jian.

　　When he saw the playing cards appear, he hid behind an exceptionally tall police officer.

　　These four-sided lasing cards were all blocked by the policeman in front.

　　Let Wu Jian escape and save some trouble.

　　"I remember that Lin Hun seemed to have obtained a brand new cursed item called Fraud Poker yesterday. Could it be...he is the murderer?"

　　Wu Jian frowned, his face changed a bit.

　　He didn't know if his guess was right.

　　But he knew it was an important clue.

　　All that needs to be done is to magnify this clue until it is discovered that the truth of the case is unknown.Big.

Chapter 212

　　Thinking of this, Wu Jian opened the ghost eyes on his forehead.

　　Blood-red light overflowed from the ghost's eyes, forming a red domain that swept across the room.

　　"Ok?"

　　From the perspective of ghost eyes, Wu Jian turned his head to look at a window in the room, where there was a round hole with three widths.

　　The edge of the hole is melted, as if it was directly melted through by some kind of high temperature object.

　　Walking to the window, Wu Jian raised his right hand, which was replaced by the ghost hand, and touched it on the round hole.

　　hiss!

　　A piercing pain came, and Wu Jian Gujing Wubo's face showed a hint of surprise.

　　He raised his pale right hand, and found that there was a dark burn mark on the finger with the power of the Specter.

　　The scalded location was constantly having a burning pain of [-].

　　This made Wu Jian, who had never felt the touch of his right hand since he obtained the ghost hand, have an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

　　"Just a little bit of power left over to be able to cause this level of damage?...Is it him?"

　　Wu Jian remembered his relationship with Lin Hun.

　　He still remembered the vision that Lin Hun showed at that time.

　　The rising black flame, just watching, made his ghost eyes feel a scorching pain.

　　Thinking of this, Wu Jian was already certain about his guess.

　　"Have you found anything?"

　　The numb mechanical voice sounded behind him, making Wu Jian's heart skip a beat. Only then did he realize that his cheap captain had come behind him at some point, looking at him indifferently with a dead face.

　　In its dead fish eyes, Wu Jian saw something wrong.

　　That feeling is called doubt.

　　"A little."

　　Wu Jian, who was aware of this, knew that if he didn't do anything, he was afraid that not only the mission would fail, but the whole person would be loaded here.

　　He raised his finger and pointed to the round hole in the window.

　　"There is a suspicious trace here."

　　Wu Jian did not directly identify Lin Hun's identity, but only stated his findings.

　　He didn't want to offend Lin Hun directly.

　　After all, we are all players in one country.

　　Things are too bad to do.

　　And he didn't know what Lin Hun's identity was in this city.

　　Saying too much is not a good thing.

　　"........."

　　Seeing Wu Jian's guidance, the captain of the guard took two steps forward and took a deep breath at the round hole.

　　hiss!

　　The phenomenon that seems to be backtracking occurs again.

　　It's just that what appeared this time was no longer a windbreaker, but a dark shadow like an arrow in the middle of the night.

　　The shadow of the arrow is blurred, and the whole picture cannot be seen clearly.

　　But with the appearance of the shadow of arrows, the air in the entire tailor's shop became scorching hot.

　　"This is……"

　　Seeing this arrow shadow, the garrison captain's dead face, who had been Gujing Wubo, finally changed his expression.

　　It maintained the inhalation action, looking at the strange lines on the black arrow shadow.

　　A horrified expression appeared on his face.

　　boom!

　　At this time, it was just a phantom black arrow that suddenly swelled and exploded.

　　The raging flames engulfed the entire tailor shop in an instant.

　　The pitch-black flames formed a vortex soaring into the sky, like a pillar of optimism, very eye-catching.

　　Standing on the roof of a building.

　　Lin Hun looked at this vortex and dissipated the burning black flame in his palm.

　　"Nearly found out."

　　The captain of the guard had some kind of backtracking ability he didn't expect.

　　What is worth sobering is that the backtracked Soul Hunting Arrow is still under his control.

　　When Lin Hun sensed this problem, he directly detonated the burning soul shadow contained in the projection of the Soul Hunting Arrow.

　　As for whether this explosion killed the guy who spied on him.

　　He doesn't know either.