A Nan Silla friend suddenly died while waiting for a red light, and the news instantly attracted many policemen.

"The devil! It's the devil!" Mr. Park finally threw the phone, he shouted hysterically, "The Lord will punish you! I will never forgive, not forgive!"

But the people of Fujian and Guangdong are very calm, "You have to care about your staff, go to the scene to see ... I'll buy a pack of cigarettes first."

"I have smoke here," Mr. Park said, "I love the smoke, it's very easy to smoke, the best smoke in South Silla."

"I'm not used to smoking outside cigarettes," this one looked at him coldly. "It's not that I'm timid. I'm not bold enough for such a thing."

"Then I will pierce you," Mr. Park really got a little bit into trouble, and he stared at each other, "You sent someone to steal, I promise to let him know!"

"I'm so annoying you," this one got angry. "Who is more afraid than a threat? Who can be afraid of you? You can pierce me, and of course I can report you ... You let me steal it. What do I say? Also from Huaxia! "

Strangely, when he heard him, Mr. Park calmed down. "Okay, I just had a bad tone. The truth is that I am very anxious ... but he dare not treat me like that. I am Nan Shilla. people."

"Cut," the man sneered contemptuously, "The one who died in the car is also a South Silla ... well, I think you have to figure out first, is that stone still on the car."

The stone really wasn't in the car anymore. The police from the support pulled the barrier rope in the middle of the road and opened the car to collect any evidence that might exist in the car.

The trunk of the huge stone was of course also opened, but there was no spirit stone that had just been installed.

Of course, Feng Jun ’s disappearance was done by Feng Jun. However, if he wanted to take away the spirit stone, he had had opportunities before, including at the scene of the car accident, and in the utility room. Why did he not shoot at this time?

It must be pointed out that Feng Jun had never thought about it. After simply recovering the Spirit Stone, he was not in a hurry to recover it. Instead, he wanted to use this thing to clean up the forces that were not friendly to Luohua Manor.

It is said that his thought is very difficult to operate, but the person who steals the spirit stone does not want to make a statement, so he is given the space to execute-if you dare not call the police, I am still afraid of a wool!

However, when he took a taxi and caught up with the car driven by Mr. Park's assistant, he learned from the people nearby that the other party was from Nansilla and it was time to close the net.

First of all, through the identity of this person, he already knew who the messenger was behind the scenes-he had dealt with the South Silla people in his life, which is one thing.

Knowing the messenger behind the scenes, and thinking about the identity of the other party's "foreign friend", after knowing that the goods were killed, the Zhengyang police will definitely attach great importance to it, even if the other party wants to cover up, they can't cover up.

So he wore a raincoat, and the person who faked the flyers approached the other person's car and directly pulled the car to the eccentric plane.

Then the operation is very simple. He opens the door, takes off the car key, opens the trunk, and takes away the spirit stone ...

When he put the spirit stone on the mobile phone plane, he had made up his mind. This spirit stone will never appear on the earth again-appearance and features, maybe several Gs have been photographed?

So when Mr. Park arrived, they were shocked to find that the stone ... was so gone!

Mr. Park's face was pale. If he hadn't believed Huaxia's magical words before, such a change could not help him to believe it. He could only whisper in a low voice, "My people ... can't just die like this!"

"Then what can you do?" His Chinese friend sneered. "You let us steal something ... The stone is the source of the disaster. It has been recovered. You can already be lucky."

That's right, in this person's eyes, this stone is terrible, just like the primary school student with a red tie ... bow tie, wherever he goes, he takes death wherever he goes, so it's good to take it back.

Mr. Park froze for a while, seeing more and more policemen, and then regained his spirit, "Except for my lord, I refuse to believe in any supernatural phenomena ... Maybe the person who distributes the advertisement is the real murderer."

This is actually true, and Zheng Yang ’s Skynet also covers most of the city.

Others want to look at the monitoring, it may take a lot of procedures, but it involves the death of foreign friends ... this is of course very fast.

Unfortunately, the recognition rate of Zheng Yang ’s Skynet system is not very high. Coupled with heavy rain, it is impossible to see clearly the face of the walking leaflet.

In fact, even his movements were not very clear. The police determined after frame-by-frame analysis that the person had not harassed the car of a foreign friend or even faced the car directly.

He might have bumped into the car-there are a few frames showing that the man's movements are slightly larger, and the raincoat may have swept the car.

Of course, the sudden death of a foreign friend is of a very bad nature, so everyone has also investigated how many people have distributed flyers to the car at this time and this location, and which company did this person distribute flyers to.

Is it a real estate company, or a discount on supermarkets, or ... preferential installation of broadband?

Unfortunately, on a rainy day, very few people are willing to open the car window to collect flyers. As you can see from the video, this person should not have scattered a flyer.

Based on the recognizable license plate number, the police made some more telephone enquiries. It turned out that no one really knew what the person wanted to advertise.

So ... who are the people who often distribute flyers here?

There is still no answer to this question, so people are not allowed to scatter leaflets on the motorway.

Of course, some people have greeted them, please ask the traffic police to make a sloppy eye, and disperse appropriately.

However, among those who distribute advertisements, there are also a lot of mobile combatants. When they came here and saw no one supervising them, they scattered themselves after a wave of advertisements.

No one knows the identity of the person who distributes advertisements, and no one knows who he is advertising for. But to be honest, no one thinks that he may be the murderer-except Mr. Park.

In fact, after the police watched the video at the street, no one thought that the driver was abnormally dying-to take a step back, even if it was abnormally dying, the murderer did not shoot at this link.

If you really want to understand the cause of death, I am afraid you can only count on the autopsy, but the autopsy of foreigners ...

Mr. Park stated that he hoped to see the autopsy as soon as possible, but another Nan Xinluo recruited locally in Zheng Yang expressed strong opposition, "This matter must be supported by Hao and Jun's family, and you have no right to replace him 'S family makes a decision! "

"You have been in China for too long, and your brain is stupid?" Mr. Park looked at him disdainfully. "You know who I represent, you are not afraid of the family being involved?"

The two were arguing in Silla language, but fortunately, the police also transferred a translation of Silla language.

Hearing the quarrel between the two, the police decided that the family of the deceased should take the lead in such matters.

If they do n’t want to dissect, that ’s the best ...

Seeing that the police refused to support himself, Mr. Park became more emboldened. "I suspect that someone will do harm to me. Can you arrange for the police to protect me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the policemen became nervous, and some people asked directly: Who and what is going to hurt you?

Mr. Park gave no reason, but he insisted that his life was in danger.

The police in Huaxia are still very friendly to foreign friends. Since he asked so, the police sent two plain clothes to protect them.

It was about two o'clock in the afternoon. Someone bought lunch for the police. Mr. Park wouldn't eat this kind of inferior food. He hoped to go to his friend's barbecue restaurant. Not as simple as everyone thinks.

Unfortunately, when he just walked out of the building, there was a loud noise not far away. Everyone turned to look at it, but it was a well-parked bicycle and fell in muddy water.

It was at this time that Mr. Park stepped on a water stain and rolled down the stairs as soon as he was crooked.

He was surrounded by a young casual wear and his physique was quite strong, but unfortunately ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The police was distracted by the bicycle and did not respond in time.

Mr. Park was stunned and woke up. After waking up two days later, he had become an idiot.

This is a matter of two days later. Forget about it, Mr. Park ’s Chinese friend saw that he fell into a faint, but he was scared to death. He quickly hid aside and picked up his phone to dial a number.

He spoke tremblingly, "Master, I have encountered something that is not clean. I beg the master to get rid of the demon."

The master snorted there, "There is nothing wrong in the world, and the mediocre disturbs me. The talisman I gave you, could you ever carry it on your body?"

"The band brought it," he whispered, "but the other party is a local divine, supernatural person, and four people died unclearly in the morning ... the master saved me."

The master suddenly lost his voice, and it took a long time to ask out, "The police don't care?"

"A man with supernatural powers, can the police feel it?" The man smiled bitterly, "Aren't you afraid of the master?"

The master pondered and replied, "It's okay, just go find him, hold a talisman, and recite my nickname" Panguang ", to protect you from evils, as long as you communicate with godliness, others will still give me face ... Of course, you do n’t want to be tough. "

The man hesitated and asked anxiously, "Is it really effective?"

But he was a little worried. If it didn't work, he took the initiative to send him to Feng Junmen, didn't he look for death?

"If you don't believe it, why bother to ask me?" The master snorted unhappyly and hung up the phone directly.

The frowned man thought for a long time, and finally he was all-in-one. "Then visit it, it's a big deal."

If he can choose, he will definitely leave Zheng Yang immediately, but the problem now is ... he dare not take the train.

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