Chapter 513 The Real Murderer (Part 3)
This ecstasy powder can make people drowsy and confused, making them unable to answer any questions.
He is known as a hypnotic martial artist with one ounce, a master who stuns with two ounces, and a god who falls to the ground with three ounces.
"Last name and origin?"
Ghost Scorpion asked in a low voice. He was sure that the potion had worked. The man in front of him would answer any of his questions honestly.
As the research and inventor of ecstasy powder, he has this confidence.
"Meng...Meng Ren...Mingfengyuan..."
"Chen Lingmo, do you know him?"
"Chen Lingmo...?! Can...can I eat..."
"Do you know Zhong Han in Jiuquyuan?"
"I know... I know... he is a good man and gave me food..."
"Zhao Ziyang, owner of the village, what does it have to do with you?"
"Guanxi... Can Guanxi be eaten..."
"What were you doing on the night of June 20th?"
"In the evening...? At... having a banquet..."
"..."
Ghost Scorpion was speechless. This guy was a complete foodie. In addition to eating and drinking, he also had to eat and drink every day.
He looked at Zhao Laogou impatiently.
At this time, Old Dog Zhao was taking his bloodhound, sniffing for something in Meng Ren's luggage and clothes.
"It's not him." Zhao Laogou put down the clothes in his hands with some disgust.
A bag of packages, in addition to various clothes, also contained all kinds of strange food.
This guy is really a foodie.
"Are you going to deal with him?" Gui Scorpion put his palm on his neck and gestured.
"Don't get into trouble. The people participating in the secret realm in Jingtianzhuang are all elites from various hospitals. Once more people get into trouble, it will be a big trouble." Zhao Laogou shook his head, "Let's not make any moves lightly. We will find the murderer first.
It seems that there should be no problem with this person, and the real murderer should be someone else. "
"All right."
The two quickly evacuated the room and quickly disappeared down the street in the other direction.
Only the unaware Meng Ren was left, still sleeping soundly.
...
In the middle of the night, the night wind blew, and the curtains swayed slightly up and down, as if something was about to push out from inside.
laugh!
Suddenly, a bloody finger suddenly pierced the thick window lattice and stretched out.
Taking a closer look under the moonlight, I discovered that it was just an iron claw.
With a flick of his paw, a wisp of fine dust quickly spread throughout the room.
Half time passed.
Ghost Scorpion listened to the sound of sleeping breathing getting lighter and lighter inside the room, and nodded with satisfaction.
Although the magical power of his fingers is quite limited in practice and is a true evil skill, its power and subtlety are far beyond the imagination of ordinary real skills.
puff......
The window opened gently.
A figure flashed in like a ghost.
Ghost Scorpion couldn't wait to walk to the bed. He was really impatient.
To practice the magical power of snapping fingers, you must soak your ten fingers in fresh human blood every day for ten consecutive years before you can practice it to perfection.
If one day the requirements are not met, he will die from lack of blood nourishment and thirst for blood.
In order to increase efficiency and speed up the process, he suggested to Zhao Laogou that they should work separately to find clues.
This also gave him this opportunity, an opportunity to plunder blood essence and take advantage of it to strengthen himself.
That Fang Shouming really thought that he could give him a thumbs-down with just that little golden ticket.
Not just for this opportunity.
He could actually enjoy such energetic and vibrant youthful blood openly.
For him, it was like arriving in heaven.
He put his hands together and rubbed each other. His fingers were as crystal clear as jade and as slender as a woman's, because they were soaked in blood all year round.
Uh-huh!
He pulled open the curtain on the bed.
no one?
Ghost Scorpion was stunned immediately.
He clearly heard it just now, heard extremely subtle breathing.
The breathing sound was very small, but not absent.
If there was no one here, what could the sound he heard just now be?
Ghost Scorpion turned around quickly and looked out the window.
There was no one in the courtyard outside, not even the sound of frogs croaking at night.
Empty, dead and deserted.
He began to doubt life even more.
Ghost Scorpion could only turn around and scan around.
The room was not big, the moonlight was like mercury, and everything could be seen at a glance.
Tables, chairs, bookshelves, wardrobes...
Only the side of the bed, which was far away from the window, was dark, and nothing could be seen clearly in the dark corner.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something.
In a flash, he came to the bed again, and with a "swish", he opened the curtain again.
He reached out and touched the quilt.
There is actually a temperature!
Where are people?
Could it be that he saw a ghost?
Ghost Scorpion's heart skipped a beat, for he had committed many evil deeds and had seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood. But this kind of weird thing would make him scared.
"What are you looking for?"
A sound like thunder sounded behind him.
The hair on Ghost Scorpion's whole body stood up, and without thinking, he quickly turned around and retreated.
However, there was still no one behind him.
call......
A stream of cool air blew gently past his ears.
He was forced to look back.
It is the cervical spine and the neck that is forced to rotate 180 degrees to look back.
Finally found someone.
'So, you have been following me...'
Only then did Ghost Scorpion realize that something was following him behind him, like a shadow.
He didn't understand until his death whether the person who killed him was a human or a ghost.
...
"Why is this damn ghost scorpion taking so long to do things? You shouldn't believe his lies and split up!"
Outside Han Yiyuan, Zhao Laogou was pacing back and forth, feeling unhappy.
After everything on his side was settled, he arrived at the agreed place.
It's just that most of the day has passed at the agreed time. The ghost scorpion still didn't appear.
"Does this deserve to be called the largest killer organization? It doesn't even have a basic sense of punctuality! If a killer like this takes on a mission, he's probably going to starve to death!"
Zhao Laogou kept mumbling and complaining.
He was not afraid that something might happen to Ghost Scorpion.
Ghost Scorpion is not the strongest in terms of head-to-head strength. But this man's stealth assassination ability is unparalleled in the world. There are few people in Yunzhou who can compare with him.
What Zhao Laogou is worried about is that if the delay is too long and the nights are long and the dream is long, someone may find something abnormal and an accident may occur.
Even if this is Belvedere, it is not the territory of Jingtianzhuang.
But no matter how lonely Jingtian Village is, if something happens and they are eventually traced, they won't be able to escape.
Roar......
Suddenly, the puppy lying on his shoulder raised its head and growled in one direction.
