In the morning, Su Qing was awakened by her handsomeness every day.

Last night was a busy night.

Fortunately, he was a fast man, and he was sure that he didn't leave any evidence, so he didn't even bother to deal with the corpses of the six poachers, and they threw them into the wilderness.

Getting up with a yawn, there is no tall and beautiful maid with blond hair and black silk to serve, um, not used to it.

"Tsk, it's degenerate so quickly, it's too corroded by the sugar-coated cannonballs of capitalism."

Su Qing made a serious self-criticism.

Then, he is not ready to change.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a knock on the door.

Su Qing opened the door and found that it was Wang Hai.

"Brother Wang, what, is there any news about the leopard skin?" Su Qing asked, pretending to be a little excited.

Wang Hai smiled bitterly: "Brother Su, it's not that my brother didn't help. This time, there is really nothing to do. Those people are inexplicably planted. The police are investigating, and now no one dares to commit crimes at this critical juncture. Let's do it next time."

"Planted?" Su Qing pretended to be puzzled.

Wang Hai turned on the TV, the morning news.

A beautiful female reporter holds a long black and thick bar and talks to the camera.

"According to the preliminary investigation by the police, the six deceased were a poaching gang. Two were killed by a heavy object penetrating the chest cavity, resulting in a broken bone and piercing the heart. One was pinched in the throat, and three were shot in the head at close range."

"The murderer's methods are very skillful and may be a professional killer. The police are making every effort to investigate, and I would like to remind the general public to pay more attention in the near future..."

"You see, they're all dead. Although these guys deserve to die, they have to die anyway. They got killed, six lives, but it's a serious case." Wang Hai sighed and turned off the TV.

Su Qing shook his head: "It's not a pity to die. Since it is God's will, then forget it. I don't want the leopard skin. If there is no business, there will be no killing. Brother Wang, thank you for your hospitality. I will return today."

"Don't, it's hard to come here, stay for two more days, I'll go out with you to play." Wang Hai retained.

Su Qing waved her hand and declined: "Brother Wang, you are also in business. You know how busy you are. I will not only delay you, but also myself, next time."

"Okay, that's all I've said, I won't stay, I'll take you to the airport." Wang Hai said.

Su Qing invited: "Have you had breakfast together?"

"Okay, I'm hungry now." Wang Hai replied.

At the same time, the Western Xinjiang Provincial Police Department.

Because the incident happened on June 28, it was called the 628 major case. The provincial department has set up a special task force to investigate the case.

The leader of the task force is Wu Lingkai, who is 37 years old this year and is a senior police officer.

"Everyone, the forensic identification results have come out. The two deceased people whose chest cavity was broken were beaten to death by fists. It can be inferred that the two knives were also bent by fists. And several shots were fired at the scene. The explanation is very intense, but according to the traces, there is only one murderer." Wu Lingkai looked solemn, because he was an extremely terrifying person.

However, he didn't know that four of the shots were completely shot by Su Qing's rookie marksmanship, which created the illusion of a fierce gunfight on the spot.

After all, they couldn't have imagined that the murderer's marksmanship could be so bad.

Whoa!

There was an uproar in the small conference room.

"Team leader, you can't be mistaken, how could someone be so powerful? This is not scientific!"

"Yeah, the ribcage has been pierced, and the skinning knife is smashed and bent on the front. It's too far-fetched."

"Is this really something people do?"

"Is there really such a person in this world who is invulnerable and fast enough to dodge bullets?"

"Quiet!" Wu Lingkai shouted, and looked around for a week: "Although it sounds incredible, but this is the situation, we must accept it, and then try to catch the murderer and bring him to justice."

"How do you catch this? Didn't it find out that those poachers were carrying several lives on their backs? This is also a life-threatening death." A young man muttered a few words in a low voice.

Wu Lingkai glared at him, then looked at a woman: "Zhao Ying, what do you think."

Zhao Ying is twenty-six years old this year, with high education, good looks, and tall stature. She is the deputy leader of the task force.

Gee, it's three years old at such a young age.

"It sounds unbelievable, but I don't have a clue for now, because it's really unscientific." Zhao Ying shook her head with a wry smile, a little helpless.

A person flashed in her mind, the chairman of Zijin Group who successfully stole back five bronze heads. This incident was also unscientific, but it happened.

But she quickly dismissed the idea.

It is impossible for Su Qing to personally commit such a murder. If he really did it, then they would not be able to find evidence, so suspicion is useless.

But she wasn't ready to give up on that direction.

 …

At noon, Wang Hai entertained Su Qing again, and then sent him to the airport, where they bid farewell to each other.

To be honest, Wang Hai has quite an appetite for Su Qing.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't mean it.

I just think this person is very friendly.

It's the serious friendship between men.

After getting on the plane, Su Qing took out the paper and the fortune-telling pen, ready to write: "The writer Su Qing will have a cultivation technique in his mind, the simplest kind."

But there was no handwriting on the paper.

Obviously, the energy is still not enough to come up with an immortal cultivation method, because this is a change of life against the sky.

"I just want to cultivate a fairy, is it too much? Why doesn't this satisfy me?" Su Qing sighed.

Good Fortune Pen: Big Brother, this is not too much, don't you have any pressure in your heart ▼_▼?

Since you can't cultivate immortals, then continue to be strong and **** the world, to pave the way for the recovery of spiritual energy.

He just saved up the energy. After all, it is so difficult to do this immortal cultivation method, and the energy needed to revive the spiritual qi must be more.

Su Qing picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: "A lucky ancient tomb is randomly selected in Xia Nationality. During the excavation process, an ancient book that records the legend of immortals will be unearthed, and an ancient sword that can blow hair and break hair..."

This time he let Sanxingdui go, otherwise it would be easy for a certain author to be locked up ⊙ω⊙.

He has to make people believe that immortals have existed in this world before they believe in the fables of extinction, and the subsequent recovery of spiritual energy will not cause panic.

Moreover, he is not lying, after all, the creation pen already exists, how can there be no immortals?

It's just that the immortals may not be in Blue Star.

After writing this paragraph, 0.2 energy was spent, and 5.2 was left. After thinking about it, Su Qing decided to add a buff to herself, and wrote: "The author Su Qing will have the ability to read minds, just look at each other. Read minds."

After deducting 0.2 grid of energy, there are still 5 grids left, an integer, and OCD means comfort.

Su Qing put away the fortune-telling pen, looked at a beautiful flight attendant passing by, and tried her mind-reading skills.

In the next moment, a voice appeared in my mind.

"Xue Che, that bastard, made my mother pregnant, but I didn't want to admit it. I was delusional. Let's see how my mother will talk to you when she returns to Jiangzhou this time, bastard."

Su Qing's eyes widened immediately.

Damn, Jiangzhou, Xue Che, isn't this name his uncle who has never met before?