Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1162 Lifting the line

In the bathroom on the upper floor of the teaching building, Zhao Le stood alone in front of the mirror.

His hair was wet again, his adhesions were hanging down, and his lips were pale, which was the result of the pain. He breathed deeply, his hands shaking at the same time, slowly uncovering his coat.

In the clothes that are open on both sides, you can see the chest and the bruises on the abdomen... Zhao Le fingers crossed over these bruises... Every time you touch, there is a kind of burning pain.

Boom--!

Suddenly, Zhao Le beat a punch on the sink.

Boom--!

He used his fist again and slowly beaten on the sink - above the same position.

Hey -! !

He slammed down and raised his head, his eyes staring at himself in the mirror. At this time, he is silent and completely silent.

This kind of beating has been going on for a few minutes before it stops. The bones on Zhao Le’s fists were red and the skin had been rubbed... He took a deep breath and slowly buckled the buttons. Then the look returned to normal and left the place.

In the next moment, one of the doors of the bathroom slowly opened, and it was Chen Mingming... Chen Mingming leaned on the door panel and looked at the position where Zhao Le had stood, seemingly thoughtful.

He didn't mean to be in this place, he just intended to find a quiet and uninhabited place, curious about the characteristics of the strange pistol in his hand.

After three experiments, Chen Mingming made a preliminary understanding of the gun's ability.

First of all, the bullet it fired can ignore the space and distance - but how far this distance can be, but it is still unclear, maybe he can find someone on the other side of the ocean to try it - but ignore the space, the detention center The suspect has already proved that after the death of the suspect, Chen Mingming naturally received feedback on the death of the other party with this silver pistol.

Second: difficulty. The easier it is to get started, the less difficult it is, the less life it will take to form a bullet, and vice versa. At the same time, once the bullet is finished, as a party to give life, he will have a feeling of being extracted something.

Then again, the conditions for the formation of bullets... In addition to the need to use life to make bullets, it seems that something should be needed... This is not a description of the person who sold him the pistol, but a feeling of his vagueness.

Chen Mingming tried to enter that place again, but it has not been successful... He felt that he might need to reach certain conditions before he could come into contact with that magical place again.

"Do another experiment." Chen Mingming said to himself.

After leaving the bathroom, in the hallway, Chen Mingming saw Gao Wen, who stood alone in the overhead layer and leaned against the railing.

Gao Wen seems to be thinking about something that has come to mind.

Chen Mingming's palm gradually became brighter, the pistol once again emerged, and another palm began to form a translucent bullet again... He had not chosen to inject life, but already knew the amount to be injected.

But soon, Chen Mingming dismissed the pistol and the shaped bullet.

“Consumption is the same as last time...” Chen Mingming said to himself: “A fixed person, is consumption a fixed value...”

He chose to leave from another road and did not walk past Gao Wen.

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Shortly after Liu Minghao and Wei Zidao left, they went to the local office of the bureau and then were hospitalized by only a few logistics personnel here before they settled in the dormitory of the office.

Because there is no formal agent presence, the equipment here is relatively simple, but the residence is suitable.

The two began to explore the issue of this attendance.

"Hao Ge, you said this task, what?" Wei Zidao lay on the bed, pillowing his hands. "We have been to the scene, and the body has been checked. It is a little clue." This method of committing crimes has exceeded the scope of detection of our tools... Will it be a high-level monster, or a highly skilled monk?"

Liu Minghao did not speak, but took out the vessel containing the singular sarcoma. He put a yellow plaque on the vessel, and the yellow scent constantly chilled, simulating a low temperature environment for the vessel, Liu Minghao At this time, the activity of this sarcoma is being observed.

Wei Zidao did not look at it and continued to swear: "But since there is no trace on the scene, maybe it will be a kind of curse? And the deceased is a simple death, and there is no disappearance of blood, being swallowed up by life and three souls. The symptoms, can you rule out that this is a hunting crime... So is the vendetta? Hey, Hao Ge, how are you saying?"

Liu Minghao said slowly at this time: "Generally, this kind of situation is based on the previous practice and is temporarily listed as a pending case."

"Well? How?" Wei Zidao opened his mouth and sat up quite curiously - he was actually a newcomer.

The task duty is only a limited number of times. However, after the incident in Taishan, the staff of the bureau began to be nervous, so they got the opportunity to go out on duty.

Liu Minghao said indifferently: "Besides the problem of dealing with the demon, there are still some monks who walk in the world. The purpose of their walking is mostly for the red dust. And among these people, some are With the aim of helping the justice and demonizing the demon, the more famous ones are the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Tianshi Road, the Maoshan School and so on."

"then?"

"They can't see some of the injustices in the world. Many times they will follow the old ways of doing things. Except for the evils... If they meet the evil spirits, they will be embarrassed and we will be relaxed. But people, that is Another situation is."

Wei Zidao understood it. "Hao Ge, you mean... this dead person may be given by the righteous man who walked the river..."

He made a movement to wipe the neck.

Liu Minghao said: "This guy had committed a strong / / / traitor and murder, you say?"

Wei Zidao frowned. "But this guy has already pleaded guilty. Is it estimated that he has escaped the death penalty? If so, there is no need to take it?"

Liu Minghao shook his head and said: "You don't understand the thoughts of those people... The idea of ​​many of them is that such people simply don't deserve to live a day. Because according to normal procedures, the deceased is sent from trial to trial. There is still a long period of time for the final execution, and if his family is to be outside, he may not be excused from the death penalty and will be sentenced to no time."

"This way..." Wei Zidao sighed.

Liu Minghao waved his hand: "These monks who walked the rivers and lakes, many of them acted according to their own preferences, and also had a set of standards for their own judgment. Moreover, they also killed the wicked people. Many times, we can only睁 One eye closes one eye... You can’t be a **** person, and they are theoretically talking about it? Besides, such scum, I also want to kill. But we are also public servants, some things can’t be true. To do it, it is to step on the line."

"That...so is it the hand of those chivalrous people?"

Liu Minghao shook his head: "I can hardly say that it is only the place where the dragon consultants have left. There have been many similar things in the past. For example, the first two years, there is a big demon called Sun Xiaosheng, and one is from home. If you grab the money, you will push the old mother down the stairs to kill the addiction / gentleman to directly lick the skin, hang up... The result is not enough? We can't really fight for the big demon for such a guy. what."

"Okay..." Wei Zidao sighed, and this time his face was helpless.

"We will investigate for a few more days, but there is still no result. If the report is true, there will be a special assessment." Liu Minghao said casually, then raised the utensils in his hand. "I am more concerned now, here is the head." What is it, what is it. This thing looks at... weird. You can apply for it and find some instruments for testing. Let me first study what it is."

"Well."

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At night, the lights are green, and alcohol makes people release more nature.

In the back alley of a bar, a man was caught with his hands at the moment - then a man with a thick gold chain was beating the man’s abdomen with a fist... beat the man Spitting blood.

He had a bit of a high drink, and he was unconscious. He was beaten heavily at this time, and it was estimated that it appeared inside, and the bitter water spit out even bloodshot.

"Well, you have two money, there is money in this girl, no money, right? Is there a kind?"

"No... not a laughing brother... give a chance, give a chance... three days, three days, I promise to pay back!" Qian Er pleaded: "You... you kill me now, kill I can't get any money... Waiting for me for three days, I have it at home! Really! My boss has a pension..."

"Garbage." The man who called the laughing brother was another fierce fight. After playing the money, he vomited and spit. "On three days, three days, don't pay back, interrupt your dog." Leg! Go!"

The laughing brother left with his companion.

Money II fell to the ground and licked his stomach. It was not even the strength to stand up... He was still drunk, and still very painful. "Ma's... smiley tiger... One day, labor and capital killed you. ... who... who?"

He suddenly became horrified, only to see someone coming to his own face, for fear that the laughter would return. The alley was too dark. He fell to the ground and could not see who it was.

But I saw that the man suddenly fell down, holding a bottle of white wine in his hand... Money 2 did not have the strength to resist, but the other party poured the white wine directly into his mouth, and the money 2 could only drink painfully.

He had a full-bodied beer and was beaten again. At this time, it was even more uncomfortable to pour in the liquor. However, after a while, Qian II took a look at Venus and saw a heavy picture of things. "Who... who ... who got me! I, I, I killed you!"

"Do you want to kill the person who just hit you?" The man asked calmly and slowly.

"Who...kills?" Qian Er’s head swayed, crawling slowly, leaning against the wall and sitting up.

"Laughing brother."

It seems to be a very young voice.

Qian Er vomited painfully, his head resting on the wall, shaking back and forth, "kill... kill... kill... kill this bastard...hehe, haha..."

"pick up."

Money II felt like something was stuck in his own hands... It seemed to be a grab... He made a wine cellar and slowly lifted up the contents of his hand.

The young voice seemed to have magical power. He said slowly in his ear: "You have no money, he will deal with you next time, and may turn you into a disability. Then, you may not be able to stand up in your life. The people around you will laugh at you. It is very difficult for you to find a job. Your family will not care about your life and death. You are like this... ruined."

The eyes of Qian Er gradually got smashed, and a strong killing intention broke through the brain. "Kill!! Kill!! Kill!!"

A bullet, at this moment slowly in front of the money two ... formed.

Hey -!

The pistol blew, the bullet shot instantly, and then disappeared. After that, Qian II sat smirking.

6 days.

The young man received such information in his mind - but at the same time, the 6 days were not deducted from him... The young man looked at the money quietly.

At the moment, Qian II held the pistol and fell down. After a long time, he would go to sleep, not knowing the north and the south.

What is different is that the silver pistol in the money two arms disappeared a little bit, and then appeared again... appeared in the hands of the young voice master.

"You need to kill...the child didn't have it before. It turned out to be..."

He calmly left the alley.

I saw the front of the street. At this time, a car accident occurred. A private car suddenly lost control and slammed into the fire hydrant on the street, attracting a large number of people.

At this point, I saw only two men in the car, horrified to move a man with a big gold chain in the driver's seat, panicked and shouted: "Laughing brother! Laughing brother!! Laughing brother!"

I saw the man named Laughing Brother, who had a small blood hole on his forehead... His eyes could not be opened.

Chen Mingming slowly took the headphones, and then walked slowly through the crowd.

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At 10 o'clock in the evening, the horse SIR, who is planning to go home, meets with Zhou Yuxi, who is not planning to go home, in the corridor inside the bureau.

Ma Houde is planning to swear by a few words, but when he has not spoken, he has received a call - Lin Feng hit it back.

Let Zhou Yuxi wait for a moment, Ma Houde connected Lin Feng's phone - but in a matter of seconds, Ma Houde's face suddenly changed, "What?!"

"What happened?" Zhou Yuzhen suddenly raised his brow.

Ma SIR looked at Zhou Yuxi at this moment, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he drank: "Wu Rong is also dead... The body that I just found is also... the broken body, exactly the same as Wang Liang!"

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In the morning, I gave my sister a breakfast, and after watching my sister finish eating, Zhao Lecai packed up and was ready to go to class.

But not long after going out, Zhao Le was shouted by the security guard at the security booth at the entrance of the community.

"Little music, there is a courier here."

"express delivery?"

Zhao Leyi... He doesn't remember what he bought.

"Yeah, I put it here early in the morning, I don't know who put it, write your name." The uncle of security took out the parcel, about the size of a shoe box.

"Thank you." Zhao Le took a smile and smiled... Then he took something and rushed to the bus stop.

As he walked, he opened the parcel, tore the packaged paper, threw it into the trash, and opened the box on the road—it was indeed a shoe box.

Open the box and look at the things inside, Zhao Le's eyes suddenly shrunk.

The thing inside is awesome... silver pistol!

(End of this chapter)