[Tuyan] Yimu

Z-Zurui / cunning (cunning)

"Now there is a piece of news, a strange dead body of a foreign male was found on the bridge of the Seine River Charles de Gaulle!

"According to eyewitnesses, the man had an Asian face, was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, and carried a diagonal cloth bag with him. The suspected cause of death was a bullet pierced at the temple. The forensic doctor is currently rushing to the scene en route.

"The most appalling thing is that the murder weapon left at the scene turned out to be a water gun that looked like a toy..."

His pupils suddenly dilated, and he slammed on the brake pedal with his right foot, regardless of the French driver in the car behind rolling down the window and sticking out his head to curse. The bullet drew an exaggerated arc trajectory, and then shot straight into the night that half covered the setting sun. [1]

To arrive at the scene before the Paris police/police, at least - to recover the body.He frowned tightly and clenched his teeth unintentionally.The afterglow of the setting sun catches a few tiny sweats on the delicate pale skin, reflecting the crimson light.

When the car stopped, the car was still rushing forward, and before the screeching sound of brakes ended, he had already opened the door and jumped out, rolling his elbows on the ground.He pursed his lips tightly, obviously he was hit by the strong impact of the ground when he landed, and a sharp pain burst out from the bones of his calf.

He forced himself to stand up, and in a trance, he was already holding a dagger shaped like a black python that came from nowhere in his right hand.Sweeping back and forth across the embankment at the bridge head, a large area of ​​blood in the open space was as red as vermilion ink. Enduring the pain in his leg bones, he approached the blood spot, calmly stained some blood on his eyes, and sniffed lightly on his fingers.

It's a trap, the red liquid has no bloody smell.

"Who? How did you know about An Yan? Come out and speak." When he stood up, the muscles in his limbs were already tensed, and the aura on the weapon was also faintly flickering.The air temperature and air pressure around him seemed to be dropping infinitely downwards, proving that his patience was rapidly draining.

The other party used the name of the most wrong person to make a joke that should not be made.

There was a noise in the bushes to the left.His spiritual pressure accumulated to the point of explosion in an instant, and then suddenly dissipated without a trace as if the power was cut off in shock.

"In order for you to appear, some special means are needed." The instigator, who is also the "victim" of this pseudo-murder, got out of a bush half a person's height with a whole body of leaves attached.While wiping the "blood" on the side of his head carelessly with the back of his hand, he smiled slyly, his eyes sparkling with excitement, "Hey, he finally showed up."

He put away the sharp blade in his hand and walked in front of An Yan, and when the other party happily thought that he was going to give him a long-lost reunion hug, he gave him a firm fist in the abdomen.

"Don't take your own life as a joke, no matter what the purpose is." Throwing An Yan, who was shrunk into a ball in pain, into the back seat, he said coldly and condescendingly before closing the rear door hard.The movement of pulling the seat belt of the driver's seat with his hand is smooth and smooth, but the thoughts in his mind are turbulent and chaotic.

If something went wrong today because of me... He rubbed his brows a few times irritatedly, put down the handbrake, put the driving gear on, and stepped on the accelerator to the limit.

The silver bullet broke away from the barren night and ran towards the bustling streamer.

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[1]: "Chevrolet" and "Silver Bullet" are set to pay tribute to the classic old work "Detective Conan" and the character Shuichi Akai in the play. He is also like a silver bullet (Silver Bullet), which shoots into the heart of the enemy and breaks all filth .

Chevrolet is also the favorite car of the parents' family; the silver bullet also has the effect of exorcism in European and American historical legends, and is the nemesis of all supernatural monsters.