spirit walker

Chapter 662 Serial Murder Case
Although the Anti-Black and White Alliance has a hip name, its rules and regulations are quite formal, which means that it is not a straggler, but a serious non-governmental organization. Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and replied:

"no problem!"

After sending the message, he walked to the window and looked down at Cao Qianxiu on the side of the road.

The girl raised her head, and the two of them met each other's eyes. She nodded with a serious face, then raised her hand and slashed his brother's head, reprimanded:

"I'm still watching the show, follow me to the station and take the bus."

Eight-year-old Cao Chao drooped his head, followed his sister away like a dog, and walked towards the bus station 500 meters away.

Just a few steps away, the siblings heard a call from upstairs: "Wait!"

Cao Chao's eyes lit up, and he stopped obediently.

Zhang Yuanqing retracted his head, and after more than ten seconds, he poked his head out again and dropped a large bag of snacks.

The big bag of snacks fell to the ground with a clatter, and the eight-year-old Cao Chao ran over like a wild dog running away, and stuffed the package containing a lot of snacks into his schoolbag without even looking at it.

When my mother quarrels, she has no other distractions, and the harmony between man and nature will not notice him.Cao Chao carried his small schoolbag on his back, strode fast with his short legs, and ran away in a hurry.

Downstairs, Cao Qianxiu gave the young tenant a helpless look, and strode after her younger brother.

Zhang Yuanqing propped his hands on the window sill, looking at the backs of the siblings as they drifted away with a smile on the corner of his mouth. The morning sun shone on his face, making it as warm as jade.

This Friday is the seventh day since he came to the Freedom Federation. In a week, he successfully completed thirteen low-level tasks in a row, and finally accumulated his points to 60 bronze points. Become a Silver Hunter.

The evaluation given to him by the backstage of the Bounty Hunter app is: Extraordinary talent!

In addition, with his excellent social skills, he got along very well with the landlord's family. Both the landlord and the landlady thought that the young man had a good personality, was handsome, and had a nice voice.

The little boy Cao Chao also likes the big brother next door, because the big brother will stuff high-end snacks in his schoolbag while his parents are not paying attention. Take out the snacks from your eyes.

The boys succumbed to the snacks one after another, and followed him saddle-back.

The girls also liked to play with him, and shyly said: Cao Chao, can I have your snacks.

In the words of the neighbor's big brother: You get the priority to choose a spouse at a young age!

Until the Cao family's siblings disappeared, Zhang Yuanqing left the window, went into the bathroom to wash, stood in front of the mirror and brushed his teeth while thinking about whether to continue looking for his mother.

In fact, as Chen Shu is an ordinary person, with his stargazing skills and the bond between mother and son, he can completely deduce the position of the old lady through astrology.

But after learning that Chen Shu was backed by the Merchant Guild and a demigod, he suddenly didn't want to talk to the old lady anymore.

Today, most things have been figured out, how did the headache come about, how did the old lady get the little blue pill, and why she went abroad (because there are large organizations abroad to rely on, which can keep her father's doppelganger), these causes and consequences It's all clear.

The only thing that is still unclear is whether the relic left by his father is the fragment of the bright compass.

Originally, Zhang Yuanqing thought that his headache was caused by the core fragments of the bright compass tearing the soul.

But Master Wuhen clearly said that the core fragment of Guangming Compass is not on Zhang Yuanqing.

There are two possibilities: one, the core fragments of the Bright Compass left after tearing the soul.

Two, the father's relic is not a core fragment.

This matter can only be clarified by asking Chen Shu. Zhang Yuanqing even tried to "force" her to confess with dreams and illusions if she didn't cooperate.

Now I suddenly know that Chen Shu and the president are in the same group, and it's useless for you to force things that the demigod doesn't want to tell you.

Zhang Yuanqing was a little bit depressed.

"Leave Chen Shu in advance, so the goal now is: first, to be promoted to a gold hunter within a month, to meet the requirements of the gold master's father. Second, to wait silently for the promotion to the master at the end of the year. Third, to find a way to subdue Wei Ni and get the magic Jun fragments. Fourth, hunt and kill the spirit walkers in the first region as much as possible, and collect props. Fifth, clean the dirty Freedom Federation."

Among the five small goals, the second and third are bound. If you want to subdue Wei Ni, you have to be promoted to the master no matter what. The body of the saint is too reluctant to deal with the eighth-level master.

The treasure map of the demon king is not an urgent need. At the stage of the saint, he plots to plot the eighth-level master. The benefits and risks are not proportional, and it is unwise.

[-], [-], and [-] are related and can be done together.

In terms of specific operations, it is to do more tasks, expand channels and contacts, and not be blind, so it is necessary to join the anti-black and white alliance.

"I can change my breath and appearance, and I can have multiple identities, and each identity can control several channels.
"I am Batman, Spiderman, and Superman at the same time. When necessary, I can also be Thanos. The profession of illusionist is really fun. There are very few night gods in the first district. If you don't have astrology, I want to see My real body is almost impossible."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yuanqing was invited to knock on the door of 401, carrying a bottle of Grand Lafite.

"Hello, brother!" Cao Chao who opened the door shouted happily, his eyes full of admiration.

Every boy once admired his older brother.

Zhang Yuanqing patted his head, and walked through the hallway into the living room. The landlady and the housekeeper were busy in the kitchen. The landlady, Cao Qing, was sitting on the sofa watching TV. He was wearing a black stand-up collar T-shirt with a protruding belly.

"Why do you still bring wine?" Cao Qing got up to greet him, his eyes swept over the red wine sign, the smile on his face deepened suddenly, and he said with a smile:

"Yo, 90's Grand Lafite, what a great vintage. How did you know I like red wine?"

You don't like red wine, what you like is expensive red wine Zhang Yuanqing also smiled: "Give me whatever you like, as long as Brother Cao likes it."

Cao Qing is a slippery profit-seeking businessman. For a businessman, giving something of value is the best gift.

This is called doing what you like.

Cao Qing led Zhang Yuanqing to his seat, patted his son's head, and ordered: "Let your sister come out and make tea, using my treasured Pu'er, in the third compartment of the tea cabinet in the bedroom."

When Cao Chao rushed into the corridor, Cao Qing said with emotion:
"Songhai University is a good university. It's a prestigious university. Bro, Xiuer's grades are up to you. If she doesn't listen, you can just scold her. If she doesn't listen, tell her mother. No one can cure her disobedience, but she is afraid of her mother.

"When her mother yells, the dead girl will be half cowardly."

There's nothing wrong with it, bloodline suppression plus same-professional personality suppression. Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart that Saturdays and weekends are his time for make-up lessons, but because the landlord's family will go out for fun tomorrow, the private lessons will be brought forward.

An hour and a half tonight, an hour and a half tomorrow night.

While chatting, Cao Qing suddenly said:

"Chinatown is not peaceful recently, remember to close the doors and windows at night."

Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "When will the night of the Freedom Federation be safe?"

Cao Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Xiao Zhang, you know a joke, hahaha, yes, the night in the Freedom Federation is really not safe, so you know why Batman has to show half of his face, right?"

It is worth mentioning that Mr. Landlady is fond of telling jokes--hell jokes and bad jokes.

Zhang Yuanqing took advantage of the situation and asked, "Why?"

Cao Qing said with a serious face: "Because of this, the police officers can see that he is white."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment before he understood what Mr. Landlord meant.

It really is a hell-level joke!

After the joke was over, Cao Qing said seriously, "Downtown at the southern end of the Isle of Man, this piece of Chinatown, there have already been more than a dozen murders."

Zhang Yuanqing put away his smile, frowned and said, "What kind of homicide, what does the police station say?"

"No explanation!" Cao Qing shrugged, "The police will always tell you that the case is still under investigation and there is no comment. In fact, since half a month ago, people have been killed on Wall Street one after another, and there have been eleven cases yesterday. There were seventeen people. But the dead were all of Chinese descent, so the media only mentioned it, and did not report it extensively, nor did they organize to put pressure on the police.”

Zhang Yuanqing didn't hear much about a vicious serial murder case. Of course, he left early and returned late last week, busy with tasks, and his energy was not in Chinatown. In addition, he never read news or newspapers in New York County, so the news inevitably lagged behind.

Furthermore, Chinatown in the lower city at the southern end of the Isle of Man has more than 40 blocks and a population of close to 20. If it is scattered, there will be an average case in three streets.

It's easy to ignore if you don't pay attention.

But after all, it is a serial murder case, so "silent" is enough to show that the media doesn't care.

Cao Qing suddenly lowered his voice, "I heard that there are wild Taoist priests from Maoshan refining zombies in Chinatown."

Zhang Yuanqing cooperated with a surprised expression: "Is there any evidence?"

Cao Qing lowered his voice and said:
"I have a few friends who are related to the police station. The news I found out is that the dead are blue all over and have black nails. They are not normal corpses. The police station has issued a death order. Once the corpses of the serial murders are found, It had to be burned that night, and it couldn’t be preserved. Haas Street Police Station, you know, the police station six kilometers away, the forensic doctor in the police station violated the order and insisted on keeping the corpse for autopsy, but was killed by the corpse-turned-zombie, sucked the blood and died Die, this matter is confidential, so don't spread it."

"It's still a secret." Cao Qianxiu came over with two cups of tea, and snorted, "How do you know if it's a secret? Zombie? Heh, then do you want to buy a few catties of glutinous rice and keep it at home?"

Zhang Yuanqing turned to look at Cao Qianxiu.

The girl pretended to be disdainful, but a solemn look flashed in her eyes.

Cao Qing coughed in embarrassment, and greeted him, "Drink tea, drink tea."

Dinner was ready quickly, and Zhang Yuanqing and the landlord's family sat at the dining table and chatted - the landlady's wife didn't like Annie and never invited her to dinner.

Considering Zhang Yuanqing's taste, the landlady made two Songhai dishes tonight - braised bamboo shoots in oil and fried in chicken sauce.

Cao Qing tasted the raw fried food, frowning frequently:

"Oh my god, how can you put so much oil, are you trying to recruit the army of the Free Federation?"

The landlady didn't understand, "What a mess, I like to eat it or not."

Cao Qing looked at Zhang Yuanqing in disappointment, and Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice, "I don't plan to eat this dish."

"Why?" Cao Qing asked.

Zhang Yuanqing looked serious: "Because I don't want to accumulate too much oil in my stomach, which will attract the army of the Free Federation."

Cao Qing laughed loudly, "Interesting, very interesting, Xiao Zhang, your level of telling jokes is completely comparable to mine."

Cao Qianxiu and the landlady's wife looked at them blankly, looking at them like idiots.

After dinner, Zhang Yuanqing went into Cao Qianxiu's boudoir.

At the request of the landlady, the door opened, facing the living room.

The two sat on the sofa in the bedroom, with textbooks spread out on the glass round table, Cao Qianxiu said coldly:
"I suspect you're not a scout."

Zhang Yuanqing asked calmly, "Why do you say that?"

"Because serious scouts can't understand my dad's bad jokes." Cao Qianxiu said.

Zhang Yuanqing said sincerely, your level of telling hell jokes is not inferior to that of your father.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the living room, then said:

"You just want to complain, not really doubt. You plan to observe my skills and combat power in the next trial mission. These are my observations."

Cao Qianxiu nodded slightly, and gave a fair reply: "Your insight technique is very precise, so, now let's talk about this trial mission, do you know about the serial murders in Chinatown?"

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I heard from your father just now. Of course, I don't believe it is the so-called Maoshan Warlock."

Cao Qianxiu nodded: "Of course it's not the Maoshan warlock. If nothing else, it's the Night God! This is the conclusion of our anti-black and white alliance after collecting evidence and analyzing it. You are from the second largest district, so you should know the Night God."

Speaking of this, Cao Qianxiu's expression was slightly solemn: "That is the only profession with peak combat power among the lawful professions."

The so-called peak combat power refers to a profession that can definitely win at the same level, under the premise that both sides have no props and environmental advantages.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "The number of night tour gods is rare, how could they appear in Chinatown?"

"You are also a scout, why are you in Chinatown?" Cao Qianxiu asked back, and said casually:

"In the Chinese colony in New York County, the number of spirit walkers in the second district is very small, but it is not absent. Some of them immigrated from the first district, and some of them accidentally became Spiritual Realm Walker."

She did not pursue the subject further, and said:

"The high-level anti-black and white alliance attaches great importance to the serial murders. If the night wandering god is allowed to continue, more innocent people will be victimized. The dead are all Chinese and our compatriots. We must find the murderer as soon as possible."

"Why not leave it to God to punish?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

After speaking, he saw disdain in Cao Qianxiu's eyes.

"Because Heaven's Punishment doesn't want to take care of it," she said.

Tian Punishment doesn't want to take care of it, it's really a ridiculous and realistic answer. Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and laughed, "I'm not very familiar with the first district."

Cao Qianxiu hummed and explained:
"First of all, Heaven's Punishment has always been unwilling to take care of the incident of the Spiritual Realm Walker in Chinatown. It doesn't matter whether it is indifference or laziness. In short, it doesn't matter.

"Anyway, the people who died were not black and white, and they could not form a large public opinion. There are countless shootings and robberies in New York County every day, and only eleven people were killed in two months. Such a spirit walker is already very gentle in the eyes of heaven. Yes. And the haunted night tour is mostly a thankless job.

"Secondly, Chinese people should solve their own affairs and don't cause them any trouble. This is a tacit understanding formed between the Chinese people's internal spiritual realm organization and Heaven's Punishment.

"Heaven's Punishment tolerates our existence, so we have to maintain order for God's Punishment. We kill people and kill them casually, but don't hinder their stability and order."

Zhang Yuanqing said: "Okay, I have increased my knowledge."

This is completely different from the second largest district. The style of the Five Elements League is that everything must be held in hand, whether it is a non-governmental organization or a family in the spiritual realm, all must be under the management and supervision of the Five Elements League. dominion.

The systems of the two major official organizations have their own advantages and disadvantages. The governance plan of the Five Elements League is more stable and safer, and there will be much fewer vicious incidents.The disadvantage is that ten old people are the shortcomings of the system.

When you encounter injustice and power, you can only succumb, or turn the table like him, pulling Cai Qinhe to die together.

The turmoil in the Trial Council is the aftermath of the flaws in the Five Elements Alliance system.

Needless to say the shortcomings of the Heavenly Punishment system, the organizations of all kinds of spiritual practitioners are chaotic and complex, there are many big and small princes, and the evil camp is added, so it is no wonder that the law and order can be good.

Cao Qianxiu took out her phone, opened the chat software, and downloaded a document:
"Our Anti-Black and White Alliance has collected very complete information and clues, all of which are copied from the police station. Now your first assessment is here. Based on these information, please deduce the suspect's next action area. "

Cao Qianxiu handed over the phone, her beautiful eyes twinkling with anticipation.

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)