don't pass time

Yan Lang grabbed his coat, turned around, and ran towards the entrance. When he opened the door, he saw Lu Yuan carrying a pile of things, and there was another pile at his feet, probably just put down to find the key.Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lu Yuan raised his head and saw his eyes, his chest froze, and he said in a daze, "Where are you going?"

Yan Lang suddenly remembered what he said about going to Lu Yuan's house to get things. It seemed that Lu Yuan couldn't wait to go back alone.Lu Yuan looked at him without saying a word, turned around and entered the house after lifting the things under his feet, behind him for some unknown reason, thinking about what made him angry, so he was speechless.

After a while, Yan Lang calmed down and said, "Why didn't you wait for me."

"Aren't you angry?" Lu Yuan moved his face closer and looked at him carefully, "I see that the teacher is so busy, and there aren't many things anyway, so I went by myself."

As soon as Lu Yuan said the words, Yan Lang began to condemn himself in his heart. He knew that he was afraid of troubling himself, and asking such a question seemed to be unreasonable.He knew that he was not angry that Lu Yuan ran away without authorization. Lu Yuan has hands and feet, so he naturally has his own freedom. He was angry because he was incompetent. If he lost an important person once, would he lose it a second time?

Lu Yuan's expression has always been rich, and the speed of Yan Lang's expression change is also unimportant. In a blink of an eye, Teacher Yan has adjusted to the intimate big brother, oh no, the intimate uncle mode: "Not angry, a little hungry, and a little worried you."

Lu Yuan always looks carefree, but in fact he is much more careful than Yan Lang. He knows that there are some things he won't say to himself, so he doesn't go into it, he lifts things into the room, and Yan Lang turns and goes into the kitchen.

After the meal, the two of them integrated all the social account information they got from Xu Yao, and after removing the four people who were still alive, Xu Yao, and the hairball who was selected to die next, the remaining four dead It is Yan Lang's primary investigation target.

"Shouldn't we work on Mao Qiu first?" Lu Yuan looked at the four names circled by Yan Lang in his notebook.

"I found out his residence and identity earlier based on his social account, and he has already placed a tracking token. Don't worry for now, we have to confirm his identity first." Yan Lang touched the center of his eyebrows with a pen, and said in a tone of resentment, "In addition , that furball, his real name is Zhang Yang, it's so strange how young people nowadays have internet names."

This old-fashioned tone, Lu Yuan rolled his eyes, generation gap, generation gap, but as a serious student who is diligent and inquisitive, he still rushed up like a dog's leg: "Why did the teacher move so fast? How did you find out? Just based on a WeChat avatar and screen name?"

Yan Lang smiled when he heard the words, turned on the computer mysteriously, and let Lu Yuan watch beside him. Lu Yuan laughed, thinking that being a good teacher is really a disease, but he still sat seriously and watched Yan Lang operate.

Yan Lang opened an interface, did not know what the operation background was, entered the WeChat name of one of them, and quickly jumped to the page, showing that person's phone number, then opened another background, and searched for personal information based on the phone number, school, The address and so on are clear at a glance, and then the social relationship...

Lu Yuan was stunned again: "If you don't register with your mobile phone number?"

Yan Lang said: "As long as it has been used, it will definitely leave traces. No matter what the traces are, you can always trace what you want in the end."

Lu Yuan suddenly felt a little scary. He didn't know whether it was the scary words or his words. He couldn't help but sigh: "Teacher, how many things do you know?"

Yan Lang smiled slyly, and that pretty but always alienated face suddenly came to life: "It's no longer enough to rely on psionic power these days, and I have to learn a little bit of everything. Anyway, I have a lot of time, so I'm not afraid of learning, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn." Learn. But hacking into these backgrounds still requires some small spells, and I can't do it just by hacking."

Lu Yuan was recording information on the side, the second person was Wu Xingchen, and after the third person's information came out, Lu Yuan thought that the next one should be Chen Xu, so when the word "Li Fengli" popped out, he didn't respond at once come over.He turned his head to look at Yan Lang, Yan Lang looked serious, and kept checking the four living people except Xu Yao and Zhang Yang again, ruled out the possibility of aliasing based on the overall situation of various social networks, and found that Chen Xu It is indeed not within ten people.

Sure enough, he still took it for granted, Lu Yuan thought, whoever said that the person who died within that time period must be the person who participated in the suicide game, it may not be a coincidence.

Yan Lang obviously expected this situation a long time ago. He glanced at Lu Yuan and understood what he was thinking, so he said: "It's not a coincidence, that old building has a lot of grievances. There, he did borrow your breath, so there must be a reason. He died only after Wu Xingchen died, and he was probably waiting for the result. Chen Xu must have something to do with the suicide game."

The starting point is still on Chen Xu.

It was agreed to investigate Chen Xu's affairs the next day, and the two were silent. After washing, Lu Yuan said good night to Yan Lang who was still in the living room, and entered the guest room where he had just made the bed.

It was night, Yan Lang quietly stood in front of Lu Yuan's bed, stretched out his hand and drew a tracking symbol in the air, he stopped at the last stroke, manipulated the airflow to cut his index finger, the wound soon congealed blood, the blood seemed to leave And the body comes to life, filling the last touch of the spell.

The yellow light of the spell turned into a soft red, sinking into the center of Lu Yuan's eyebrows.

After the autumn festival, Yucheng gradually returned to its former calm.On the day when Lu Zhuoying was about to leave, Mo Ci came to stay with him instead of his father: "Young Xia has already gone down the mountain, so he must also want to find a place to go. I don't know if the Mo family is still in the mood?"

Lu Zhuoying smiled: "The land spirit of the Mo family, the ancestors are all masters in the spiritual world, not to mention you have a confidant like Brother Zifu, it's very good."

Mo Ci is very good at climbing along the pole, and he didn't think Lu Zhuoying was being polite at all: "Since that's the case, Brother Yu has a merciless request."

"Brother Zifu, please tell me."

"My younger brother is stupid and sick. My father doesn't expect him to achieve great abilities in the future, and he doesn't wish him a safe life, so he only teaches him some self-defense skills. He hasn't been formally enlightened yet, and no one teaches him on weekdays. My father It means that if Shaoxia is willing to accept him as a disciple, it will be the best."

Mo Ci looked at him sincerely, Lu Zhuoying's face flashed a look of surprise when he heard the words, but she was sneering in her heart, the Mo family is in the spiritual energy world, and the young master Mo can't worship someone who is a master, but he can see it To a fledgling boy like himself?If Mo Li really wanted his son to be a teacher, why didn't he show up in person?I thought it was just to get myself in the bag, but it was hard to speak directly, so I adopted a roundabout tactic.This is because he has seen that he is a helpless junior, has no reason to refuse, and dare not and is not qualified to take on the role of master.

He pondered in embarrassment for a while, cupped his fists and said: "Thank you for the kindness of Sect Leader Mo and Brother Zifu. I can't beat the fledgling generation. How dare He De let the young master worship me as a teacher? It's really a shame."

The two pushed back for a while, and Mo Ci finally said: "Since my brother thinks that the Mo family can still be seen, why don't you just stay, and if you don't want Zhizhi to be called Master, then call him brother, how about it?"

Lu Zhuoying was about to say no, but she caught a glimpse of a pair of scorching eyes under the corridor in Buyuan, staring at her.

Lu Zhuoying didn't have much contact with people, even fewer half-grown children, but he could still be sure that Mo Yu was not the same as other teenagers of the same age.It is rumored that the young master of the Mo family is seriously ill. Lu Zhuoying saw him twice before but could not see a trace of sickness. His eyes were full of arrogance, and the determination hidden behind the arrogance may still be in those eyes at this moment. some longing.

Lu Zhuoying, who wanted to directly refuse to wait for a better opportunity, hesitated, weighed it over and over again and said: "The intention of going down the mountain this time is to visit some famous mountains and rivers, and sharpen the demon-slaying knife in your hand. Since Sect Leader Mo and Brother Zifu That being said, I'll take it for a while."

Mo Yu who was not far away heard this answer, and there was a flash of joy in his eyes.

Later, Yan Lang always thought that he was wrong from the beginning, that he should not have stayed in Mo Yu's house in that way from the beginning, he should not have saved Mo Yu, he should not have softened his heart, and he should not have stayed in Mo Yu's house again and again. When making a decision, I saw Mo Yu's eyes.

He never understood why, and finally he understood after Mo Yu had left for a long time, because as long as there is desire in those eyes, he can’t help but want to give up everything to fulfill it, so when it cannot be fulfilled, the pain will Revengeously doubled, doubled on two at the same time.

I put my own blood in the tracking talisman, if Lu Yuan is hurt, I can know his location in time.Watching the power of the spell hide his own light, Yan Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

In the middle of the night, he used the eyes of a hunter to carefully look at Lu Yuan unscrupulously.With a different face and a different temperament, Lu Yuan is much gentler and more cheerful, far from the former Mo Yu who was arrogant and careless on the surface, but lived with a roaring lion in his heart.If there are any similarities, they are probably careful. They are actually very sensitive, but they never show it. One uses cheerfulness to cover up, and the other uses arrogance as a disguise.

At every stage in the process of getting to know Lu Yuan, Yan Lang unconsciously compares it with the process of getting to know Mo Yu.This kind of feeling is very strange, and it reminds him of the phrase "meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend".

There is no reason for the old friend.

The two decided to start with the person who paid Chen Xu's medical bills, and stole it from the police station. Oh no, the materials they brought had the same idea, but they went through layer by layer and found no funds. source of last resort.

The money is transferred from an old card to an intermediary, who then transfers it to the hospital.The middleman said that he had never met the employer, and he received instructions through text messages. The police checked the text messages, but the mobile phone number was garbled.So I turned to the transfer records to check, and the card number I found was still garbled.At that time, the police thought that there was something wrong with the equipment, so they overhauled it, and happened to have other information to check, and such a situation never happened again.

This line was broken as soon as the investigation was done, and since Chen Xu's jump from the building was determined to be a suicide, he was not suspected, and it was inconvenient for the police to pursue it further, so it was shelved long ago.

As soon as Yan Lang read the situation report, he knew that either the opponent's anti-reconnaissance awareness was too strong, or someone with psychic abilities had tampered with it.The former situation can basically be ruled out, because the police have used a lot of information technology, and it is just to pay medical expenses, so there is no need to spend so much trouble.Then only the latter is left, Yan Lang thought, after all, for some people who don't care about money, psykers are just lackeys who can be driven at will.

Yan Lang was almost certain that psykers had been involved in this incident.