Gao Wu: I have an attribute panel because of hard work

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the villa, and other reinforcement warriors and inspectors came, and the chief inspector and several warriors ran over.

"Which direction did the murderer run?"

"there!"

Pang Zhen pointed.

In fact, someone else saw it too, that is, the warrior who came here together to patrol the west area.

The other party nodded to everyone.

"It's there! The speed is very fast! I don't have time to stop it, the other party has at least a middle-grade agility, and has cultivated to the highest fusion level!"

This is the highest level of practice that can be achieved by middle-grade body skills.

Low-rank ones only have the upper limit of proficiency level.

As for the top-rank ones, they can practice up to the level of proficiency that can be used by a third-tier warrior.

As for basic martial arts skills, body skills and so on.

There is no grade at all.

"If it enters the water, it will be troublesome! It's night again...how is it? Did you find any traces of where it came from?"

The Jinsha River is not too wide, but this section is just not too narrow.

In the city, a gourd-shaped water area was formed, and the opposite happened to be the Jinjiang Park in the central area, no matter whether the other party sneaked into the central area or went upstream and downstream.

For a while, it was not easy to judge.

The place is too big.

It is not easy to block.

Moreover, the residents in the villa area have their own relationships.

It is also very complicated to search.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Pang Zhen.

"I didn't hand it in either. I have no other information to provide. I'm going back! It's midnight, and I have to continue patrolling tomorrow!"

Zou Zengming watched Pang Zhen leave.

For it, the doubts have not disappeared.

But it was not an excuse that could be said openly when it came to seeking the inheritance of magical powers from the third middle school students, so he could only write down this sum silently.

Likewise, the dead man is a genius in his own right.

If not handled properly.

It was also a blow to No. [-] Middle School's prestige.

It has a great influence on his upcoming post as principal.

Find another person and provide conditions for him to continue?

Zou Zengming frowned in thought, with a dignified manner that made people dare not disturb his state of meditation.

It wasn't until he recovered himself that someone handed him some detailed records of the murder scene that had been collected.

"Principal Zou, don't worry. The most important thing now is to deal with the funeral of the deceased and find clues to the murderer. However, I think we can start with the business of Wei's family five years ago!"

A very motivated western warrior said positively.

"This matter should be handed over to the Martial Arts Management Bureau and reported to the Pursuit Division. Another murderer involving warriors should be arrested by the Pursuit Division!!"

A young inspector over there was filled with righteous indignation.

The martial artist in the western district smiled at him meaningfully.

"The Jincheng Administration also has a crime arrest department."

Chapter 64

It didn't wait for the young inspector to ask the suspicion of the crime arrest department.

"No need! I will personally arrest this person who ignores the laws of martial arts!!"

Zou Zengming's eyes were burning with fire.

He's real, pissed off!

Zou Zengming looked at the information provided by the three bodyguards, with a cold face, asked where the three were detained, and hurried to the second trial.

of the rest.

The young inspector looked puzzled.

The middle-aged captain who led him patted him on the shoulder and shook his head: "Don't ask about the criminal arrest department! There are successive vicious incidents in Jincheng...not good!"

He didn't explain what was wrong.

The young man thought he understood, and vowed to advance to become a warrior so that he could arrest those who disturbed the social order in the city.

The captain smiled helplessly, but only encouraged him.

After all, he is still young.

Before the age of 25, there is the possibility of being promoted to a martial artist on your own.

"Try Harder!"

"Yes!"

The young man actively ran to help his colleagues search for clues by the river.

These things are not necessarily useful.

But it was something they had to do every time. It was very complicated and trivial. No one complained, because everyone knew that it was much safer than sending them to fight desperately with warriors.

Those border cities that are not very peaceful, patrol the guardians of the ordinary order in the city.

It's as dead as a leek.

this world.

The number of ordinary people who are not warriors is much larger than the number of warriors.

Not everyone has opportunities and talents.

become warriors.

"What crime spot did you mention?"

After the others left scatteredly, there were only two people left. The middle-aged inspection captain stepped forward and leaned against the pillar of Guanjiang Pavilion, took out a cigarette and handed it to the person who stayed behind.

"Why can't you mention it? When the crime arrest department was still there, when did Jincheng ever become so chaotic!"

"The establishment of the crime arrest department is gone..."

"But it's not impossible to build again!"

"You, you are optimistic about Zou... Is there something wrong with the new Deacon Yuan?"

"Jincheng's own people and outsiders, what do you think? Those of us who want to make progress, wouldn't it be a better choice to follow the powerful people from our hometown?"

"You'd better think about it!"

"Why, you voted for Yuan..."

"No!"

The middle-aged captain lit a cigarette himself, looked at the river, and said casually.

"What status am I? I'm 35 years old, and I'm about to enter the period of dantian decline at any moment, and I don't have enough meritorious service to exchange for pills to support me, and I can't afford it..."

"Anyway, the inspection side also needs someone with a lot of experience like me, so come and be the captain."

"In the future, maybe I can be a vice-president? Haha!"

"You gave up?"

"Don't say such misleading words, old Fang! Back then, I was just a... trainee! Doing odd jobs, running errands! I'm not a full-fledged member of the Murder Squad!"

"Me neither! But my brother is!"

Lao Fang took a deep breath, drained most of the cigarette, and threw it directly into the water.

"My brother is dead, I have to... at least figure out what's going on!"

"You are the warrior with four stripes!"

"Siwen can become a full-time member!"

"You're not too young..."

"I'm only 26!"

"Aren't you already thirty?"

"roll!"

"Old Fang, let me remind you one last thing!"

"Don't say it!"

"Don't get involved in the confrontation between Zou Zengming and Deacon Yuan!"

"Concentrate on cultivation and make money! Buy more beast meat to eat! You are only 26 years old and have a good talent, and you still have nine years to go, Qi Wen, you can fight!"

After finishing speaking, he also sprayed the cigarette dangling from his mouth on the river.

Leaving behind a puff of smoke, he left gracefully.

Wen Lin looked at the two obvious cigarette butts on the water, felt uncomfortable for a while, and wanted to pick them up and throw them into the sorting trash bin because of obsessive compulsive disorder.

'It's so immoral! '

After listening for a while, there was no movement above.

There was no new information to eavesdrop on, so he resisted the urge to pick up cigarette butts, but it was useless to 'Yan Hui', so he was about to swim downstream.

At this time, he heard a sound.

"Who is there!? I saw you!"

The voice was neither loud nor small, but it was aimed at the area where he was.

Oops!

It was discovered!

Wen Lin was hesitating between the two choices of bursting up and fleeing, when he heard the man lower his voice again, change the place, and yelled again.

Wen Lin: "..."

There are so many routines!

He jumped out without being frightened immediately because he was thinking about a problem.

Teacher Pang, how many times are you here?

He doesn't have a very accurate assessment of his own strength now. The data on the dynamometer is only used to deal with the school and cannot be taken seriously.

And the gap between his upper limit and lower limit is a bit big.

Wen Lin heard the man lower his voice all the way, 'fraud' from area to area.

Speechless.

However, the 26-year-old Siwen warrior who seems to be called Lao Fang is heading in the same direction as he is going downstream.

It happened to be on the same road, so I didn't want to follow up and have a look.

So, one person was on the Liulin embankment on the bank, and the other person was in the water, hidden about ten meters deep, and they all headed towards the small gourd bridge downstream.

"Who is there!? I saw you!"

There was another sound, which made Wen Lin ask in a low voice that he didn't even want to hear anymore.

"I'm a fisherman! Fisherman! Don't steal my fish!" A voice suddenly responded, as if it was also on the bank, on the steps of the embankment.

Wen Lin:? ?