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Chapter 107 Has Your Brain Been Eaten By A Dog?
Recently, the sky and the city have been changing, and the clouds and waves are treacherous. It all started from that time when Tianshui Street arrested the old believers.

After that, all sorts of weird things began to happen in Tianshui one after another.

Later, Tianshui Street was closed and opened again, and there were such bizarre deaths that spread throughout the day.

In the final analysis, the Tiandu Bureau of Foreign Affairs is more or less responsible for this, but it is said that the culprit of the current situation is not others, but they who claim to be dedicated to their responsibilities, no one believes it.

This includes even ordinary people throughout the day.

When Zhou Cheng said that he was one of the murderers who killed those people, almost everyone looked at her with the eyes of a fool, wondering if this woman was frightened by Xue Qian's aura? What about talking nonsense?

There are only two people who have never had this idea.

One of them is undoubtedly Zhou Cheng's best friend, Sophie.

The other person is unexpectedly the director of Tiandu Bureau of Strange Affairs, Xue Qian.

Xue Qian withdrew his momentum suddenly, leaned against the back of the chair lightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, returned to the initial lazy state, and said with great interest:

"Are you one of the murderers? What about me, him, her, and the people present, are they also murderers?"

Those who were named by Xue Qian didn't dare to look at him, they could only look straight at Zhou Cheng, who stood out from the crowd, with complicated eyes.

Zhou Cheng glanced at these people, and said a word lightly:

"Yes."

"Ha ha."

Xue Qian suddenly smiled, with one hand across his chest and the other on top, propped up his chin, and said:

"I want to hear your reason?"

Whether it was those who were pointed out by Xue Qian just now, or those who belonged to "these people present", they began to whisper at this moment, and looked at Zhou Cheng with disdain, indifference, mockery, and pity in their eyes, but no one thought that Can Zhou Cheng come up with any convincing reasons.

"Chengcheng, stop talking!"

When things got to this point, Sophie's worries finally overwhelmed her fear of Xue Qian, and she stood up abruptly, preventing Zhou Cheng from continuing.

"I remember you, your name is Sophie, Zhou Cheng will come to the sky, it seems that it is because of you."

As soon as Sophie finished speaking, Xue Qian looked over, and as he spoke, the weird smile that made the whole world fearful appeared on the corner of his lips again.

"If you don't let Zhou Cheng say it, why don't you come, as long as you can convince me, I don't care who is going to answer."

This time, Sophie did not sit down under Xue Qian's almost oppressive gaze.

The little girl flushed with anger, and looked straight at Zhou Cheng who was not far away.

Zhou Cheng glanced at her sideways, nodded slightly, indicating that it was okay, and then said:
"This situation will happen every day, and everything is due to the blockade that night."

"What do you mean our original decision was wrong?"

Someone sneered, extremely disdainful.

"How about you speak for her?"

Xue Qian cast a sideways glance at the man, who immediately fell silent.

"Continue." Xue Qian said again.

"It was just the first wrong step, after that, lifting the blockade was the second step, showing them the painting was the third step, and the biggest mistake was that we let people go and didn't clear them of all this. The tragedy in Tiandu is like a plague, and the spreaders of the disease are those who left Tianshui Street."

Zhou Cheng's voice was not very loud, but to everyone's ears, it sounded like Hong Zhong Dalu, deafening.

The countermeasures developed by people like myself were criticized from head to toe by this woman who had just arrived in Tiandu City for a short time, and it turned out to be the root cause of the tragedy.

This is ridiculous!
Many people turned red with anger. If they hadn't been worried about Xue Qian, they would have stood up and reprimanded Zhou Cheng long ago.

Sophie, who was among the civil servants, couldn't stand anymore after Zhou Cheng said these words, swayed, and fell into a chair, completely lost in thought, only one sentence echoed in her mind:

"Now we're in big trouble."

"interesting."

Suddenly, Xue Qian uttered a word softly, everyone was stunned and looked over in amazement.

What is this Chief Xue talking about, interesting?What does it mean?
Could it be that he approves of Zhou's ridiculous rhetoric?

Xue Qian didn't know what other people were thinking, and he probably wouldn't bother even if he knew. He said with great interest:

"Tsk tsk, although I don't understand why you have the guts to say these words, but looking at you like this, I believe you must still have something to say, so let's talk about it, so that we 'stupid' can open their eyes. "

Zhou Cheng was unmoved, still expressionless, but compared to before, his slightly flushed face due to anger had recovered, and he began to explain.

However, when the first sentence was spoken, everyone present was shocked again.

"The root cause of so many deaths is that painting." Zhou Cheng said.

that painting?
What kind of painting is that?

Many people failed to realize what Zhou Cheng was talking about and were confused. However, some people's minds turned quickly. In an instant, the painting and the strangely dressed guy in the painting appeared in their minds.

"You mean that sketch?" Xue Qian raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Cheng nodded.

"The person in that painting, or the monster like a person, is the one who caused all this. All the people who died under it have one thing in common."

"What is it?"

Someone couldn't help asking, and after asking, he glanced at Xue Qian timidly, for fear of being watched.

But Xue Qian didn't care, and just stared at Zhou Cheng who was talking with great interest.

"Those who died have seen or learned about the painting from the side, and know the details of any one of the strange things in Tianshui Street."

After Zhou Cheng said this, the room suddenly fell silent, and the way the people present looked at her began to change.

There is no ridicule and indifference, no contempt and disdain, but only solemnity and scrutiny.

If you think about it carefully, the dead people either ran out from Tianshui Street, or they were people who were closely related to them.

So, could this be the truth behind the death?
Suddenly, Han Mingcheng got up and said:

"It's true that those people have these things in common, but anyone who knows the painting and the details of those weird things will be targeted by that thing. It's the people you said have these things in common, why didn't that thing find me?"

"That's right! I was almost deceived by this guy. If you say that people who have seen the painting all day long and know the details, who can compare with us? Everyone else had an accident, so why didn't we have an accident?"

"This person surnamed Zhou is afraid that Director Xue will blame him, so he suddenly made up a lie, right?"

"Not to mention, if it's really a lie, this girl's brain can turn fast enough, and she came up with this lie that almost fooled me in such a short time, not bad."

The audience can no longer be described as whispering, this is questioning openly.

At this time Xue Qian also opened his mouth and said:

"How do you explain this question?"

Zhou Cheng glanced at Han Mingcheng indifferently.

Han Mingsheng smiled back, but his eyes were full of jokes, as if he was planning to watch a good show that was about to start.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Cheng didn't change his face at all, and said something that Han Mingsheng couldn't think of even scratching his head:
"Has your brain been eaten by a dog?"

(End of this chapter)