Secret Constructor

Within the dead room, the stunned light is flashing, and the half-open freezer exudes the cold. The body that covered with white cream was placed in the side of the plane, and the atmosphere in the entire stopper room was very strange.

Gao Fei puts the white paper on the table, then put the pencil into the hand of the body. Sitting over the opposite side of the body, one person holding the body, the atmosphere is more horrible.

"Pen fairy, check in the three days of the ghost, will not harm people in the three days?" Gao Fei said with a light call, summoning the pen!

The pen fairy requires the breath of the person, just like a fortune telling eight words. No matter what is a matter, she will definitely leave their own breath on this body. As long as the pen fairy captures her breath, I can do what is going to do next.

The pen fairy appeared, and the nephews in the nephew, it seems that the temperature has dropped a few degrees.

"Pen fairy, pen fairy, I am your life ..."

Suddenly, the mortar cuochi sounded in the dead room, and the sound was too unfamiliar, as the whisper of the devil, and like the low of the demon.

At this point, the pen fairy has attached to the body, and the pencil is light, increasingly.

"rustle."

"rustle."

The sound of the nose touched the paper sounded, and the sound of the white and the objects of the white and the objects were like the back.

Unlike the pen fairy in the folk rumors, the high-flying texture pen fairy seems to be enhanced. She is not the blurred painting ring or writing, but in painting, if it is not wrong, a pair of sketch has appeared on white paper.

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The pencil landed, the pen fairy also seems to consume all the strength, returning to the bloody altar, Gao Fei picks up the paintings on the table.

This is a very simple sketch, the content of the painting is mainly divided into three parts. A small room with a lamp, a dead man in front of this body, there is a man with a peony flower.

"Is this?" Bai Bao's voice is a little hesitant, just flying a surprising ceremony seems to be in front of him, he can't guess the content of this painting, but you can't determine.

"This is, the scene when the next person dies." Gao Fei replied.

"Are you sure?" Bai Biao pushed the golden silk glasses on the nose, which is the meaning of his preliminary time.

"OK, and the next case will definitely happen within three days." Gao Fei answered.

"Ming team, what do you think?" Bai Wei gave the painting in his hand to the eyebrows and asked.

For the contents of the content, it is believed, and she knows that each constructor has a mysterious means of their own. Gao Fei can predict what will happen within three days, nor is it all possible.

"The content of this picture should correspond to the next death and death characters. This strange peony flower should be related to the murderer. Since there is a clue, it will be handed, arrange people to check it. Hanzhuang Eight Street So big, find everything on this painting, all the water leaves. "Obiji looked at this picture.

Eat pickles, drink thin soup, save money to Hanzhuang.

This is a single Hanzhong in the middle of Seoul, and today Gao Fei finally entered this legend. Hanzhuang. However, it is different from those single Chinese, he does not need to save money. Because the consumption tonight is put by the Special Affairs Bureau, it is right, public money reimburses and does not have to develop tickets.

The streets of Hanzhuang Eight Street, Gao Fei with two eight-word talented young guys from the Ontario, came to Hanzhuang East Street.

If it is usually, this single for more than 20 years of young guys, if it is possible to come here, it is a must-have to break the blood. It is now possible to have a murder case in the two three people here, then no one wants to come. No way, in the end, but flying personally signed two young people, with them to investigate.

Hanzhuang Eight Street does not seem to have been affected by the murder cases that have occurred, and it is still a bustling green wine green.

All the lamps on the whole street are on, and the air is filled with the taste of tobacco and alcohol. Almost every lane stands at the exposed woman. Whenever someone passes, they are crazy to twist their waist and hips, like a cat.

Three people walked on the streets, crowded on the streets, and these men looked at the exposed women in the alley, as if they were picking the goods in the world.

"Fei brother, do you say that they are not afraid of death?" Nicholan He said in a high flying ear and said low voice.

Gao Fei looked at the people around, and asked: "What do you think of here?"

Nichuan saw four weeks, found that it is divided into two people, one is an ordinary person in the bottom of society, and their income is very low. The second is the bloody warrior. Although their income is going, but every month, it needs to go to the bloody wilderness of the nine dead life. The former is economic pressure, the latter is a pressure, and their commonality needs vent.

"There are thousands of men who come here every day, but there are several people. They are afraid that they will feel that they will not be dead." Gao Fei said to two people, hesitate to ask: "You both Such a small, how can you do this. "

"Fei brother, we are actually a school." Zhang Zhen shrilted the brain, and some said.

"School trick?" Gao Fei did not expect that the Special Service Bureau actually has this operation.

"The feelings are students?" Gao Fei thought of this, then asked if he would like: "Still a young?"

"Ok."

"Well." The two replied that the voice was light, and then some shy lowned.

Suddenly, the Nichuan looked up and asked: "Fei brother, what about you?"

"You are a small child, the road is narrow." Gao Fei thought of this, the old face could not help but immediately restore the normal way: "I am definitely not, not Fei brother will blow you two boutonies, although the prostitute 3,000 But thirty is definitely it. "

"Today, I will remember it, I'm looking at it, I'm seeing careful points, and the cottage in painting is definitely here." Gao Fei rushed through the two.

The prompt given by the pen fairy is just a sketch, which is the easiestly found that the small room in the first scene.

after an hour......

Two hours later ...

After three hours, the roadside three people were like the street son.

Zhang Zhen: "Flying Brother, there is a problem with the pair of paintings, we all have been looking through, there is no clue."

Xie Wei: "I really can't resist."

Gao Fei looked at the sake of Nichra, I couldn't help but laughed. The three people gone around the street, and the women who have been exposed from time to pull them into the small alley. Gao Fei is still a good face, these two blood rogues just have some can't resist.

"It's hard, it is really wrong?" Gao Fei is dark.