Under a crescent moon, a man, standing in the middle of the purple flames, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, a pair of claws like steel frantically tore the dying man in front of him.

It was not until the deceased's abdomen had been torn to shreds and his body had been dumped on the ground that he turned around and left the scene, leaving only a mess and a burning corpse.

Of course, this is just a conjecture on the part of Ding Fan, who originally planned to go out and draw all these things, and then find a sloppy old man to come over and ask him to show him what this thing is.

As a result, as soon as I walked into the office, I saw Liu Jian sitting in the office, holding a book in his hand and reading with relish.

Ding Fan thought that this kid was what's wrong today, he usually knew that he was playing with a game console when he was fine, and when did he remember to read a book.

When he saw the book cover, he realized that what he was reading was a comic book at all.

This kid is not growing up, he is in his twenties, and if he is the son of an ordinary family, eighty percent of the children have already run all over the ground, and he is still reading villain books by himself.

Ding Fan stepped forward, glanced at the things on it, and found that it was all written in Dongwei language: "Do you know how to read?"

I really don't know when this kid learned this thing before, and he was quite fascinated by it, and it seems that he had worked hard before.

"It's a little bit of a little.,I used to play games a lot.,Later, I learned that there was this comic book.,It's just that this thing is only sold in Hong Kong City.,I heard that this set of genuine copies is thousands of dollars.。 Liu Jian didn't raise his head, his hand was still looking at the comic book, and said without thinking: "I wanted to buy it before, but the money in my hand is not enough, you also know that I have that salary every month, and I have a little subsidy when I have a case, and now that I am transferred to the intelligence department, I can only make some money by playing autumn breeze with you!"

"If I want to buy this set, I'm afraid I will have to save up for a few years before I can buy a set back!"

Listening to what he meant, didn't he buy this set of books?

Ding Fan was slightly stunned, walked up to him curiously, and asked curiously, "You didn't buy it, where did it come from?"

Liu Jian hurriedly shook his head, his small eyes bulging and said, "How could it be that I bought it, although I really want it, but I really didn't spend money to buy this thing, didn't you buy it?"

When he said this, Ding Fan was also stunned, he didn't have a hobby of reading this thing, how could he buy this thing back, Qin Lu was even more impossible, she was at best reading magazines, how could she read this kind of thing?

"When I came back just now, I found this thing at the doorman!" Liu Jian saw Ding Fan's reaction, and immediately reacted, reached out and picked up the box on the ground, put it on the table and said: "The doorman's uncle said that a young man carried a box of things and sent it over, and said that he wanted to give it to you by name, and the uncle said that he couldn't move it and put it at the door, and I just came back and brought it in for you, but after entering the door, the box leaked, and the book fell out of it." ”

Ding Fan reached out and picked up the box, there was not even a name on it, and he didn't know who sent it.

However, looking at the book on the table, Ding Fan seemed to remember something, and took the phone and called Zhuo Fatzi.

This question is really what he told his friend, it was this kind of book that Yoshiaki took from his store before, but the disc was out of stock, and he would have to wait at least a few months.

In fact, there is no need for this, with these books, in fact, it is almost the same.

After hanging up the phone, Ding Fancai said to Liu Jian: "Are you familiar with this thing?"

When Liu Jian heard this, he said with a smug smile: "The little game of the Eastern Wa Kingdom, buddy cleared the customs in one night, this thing is small to me, I just know about this book, but he still knows a lot about the characters in it!"

Seeing his smug appearance, Ding Fan couldn't help laughing, shook his head and pointed to the box and said, "Give you a job, take it back tonight, read it to me in one night, tell me what happened here tomorrow morning, remember that I want details!"

Liu Jian, who was still a little proud, instantly collapsed, wanting to look through this box of books, it was definitely not difficult for him, but understanding some of the details in it, isn't this a human life?

He didn't learn much in Dongwo, and he guessed a lot of words!

However, Ding Fan didn't pay attention to Liu Jian's current look, and casually flipped through the books in his hand, after all, he really knew a lot of Dongwei characters, and the words on it were not very many, and after looking at it a few times, his eyes seemed to be glued directly to it.

"Fatty, who are these three people?" Ding Fan just opened the cover and there were not a few pages, and there were three portraits painted on it, but the clothes on these people looked quite distinctive.

Liu Jian glanced listlessly, pointed at it casually, and said: "The protagonist of this book, the female is called Kagura Chizuru, the one with a fire ring on his back is called Kusanagi Kyo, and the red-haired one is called Yagami-an." ”

In fact, Ding Fan was not interested in who these three people were, but the patterns on the clothes of these three people seemed to have some special significance.

It is a bit similar to the family crests of some nobles in Europe, and the three symbols drawn by the old Taoist priest at the beginning are also somewhat similar to the icons on these three people.

Liu Jian saw that Ding Fan seemed to be a little interested in these things, and immediately began to show off: "These three people, let's not talk about the woman, anyway, she doesn't come out much, to these two men, they are definitely old enemies, and they are characters who have run through several generations of fighting games, and it is written in the description that the ancestors of these two people are still comrades-in-arms, and they have done something big together, and then they don't know how they fell apart, anyway, when these two people appeared, they had already become enemies." ”

"Now a lot of people who have played this game like this Yagami-an, saying that he is a real man, but I think they don't understand this character at all, and people who seem simple and direct are often very complicated in their hearts, just like this Yagami-an, I think he is a person who hates violence. ”

"He has one of his favorite sayings, and when he sees the moon, he thinks of me!"

Sure enough, as soon as he talked about what Liu Jian was interested in, the fat man immediately began to talk endlessly, as if these people were real people.

However, what he just said reminded Ding Fan: "It's the moon again!"

"The night of Ji Ming's death was a waning moon, and it was still last night. Ding Fan held the book in his hand, looked out the window, seemed to be looking for the moon in the sky, and finally glanced at the book in his hand, frowned and said: "There are moon marks in both scenes, what does this moon represent?"

"It always feels like there's something missing!"

Liu Jian didn't know what Ding Fan meant, but he still felt that the moon was the moon, what else could it represent?

"Isn't this the scorching sun and the moon wheel?" Liu Jian said with a natural face: "These two people are a battle of fate, the scorching sun represents the red flame, and the moon wheel lock of the Yashen Nunnery represents the cangyan, and the purple flame is really a bit cool!"

Purple flames?

Ding Fan suddenly had a feeling of exploding in his brain, and after a few days of tracking it down, the reason why all the clues could not be contacted was because he didn't play games or read comics!

"What about your game console?" Ding Fan suddenly remembered that Liu Jian had been holding the game console all day before, and there seemed to be this game on it: "Take your game console, just use this Yagami Nunnery, give me a fight, and use all the moves related to the purple flame for me." ”

Liu Jian saw that Ding Fan was so nervous, he was not a fool, he immediately understood what he meant, and with a look of sudden realization, he took the game console and began to rummage.

At this time, Liu Jian's hands were even trembling, and together with the picture of the game, Ding Fan saw the characters he was concerned about, and saw some icons on the clothes worn by several people above.

It's a pity that Liu Jian doesn't know what's wrong today, the bull he said before was angry, but he couldn't lift his head when he came up, and he was beaten in the corner and lost one after another I don't know how many times, and he couldn't make any moves.

Maybe it's also because of the nervousness, anyway, he doesn't know what's wrong with the things that should be typed, his fingers are about to break, and he just can't use them.

Ding Fan couldn't count on it at a glance, but he couldn't count on him, and there were others who could help.

Zhuo Fatzi opened a game hall, Ding Fan had seen him play games before, and it seemed that he had two hits, so he might be able to find him for this matter.

"You come with me, take you to a different place to play!" Ding Fan dragged Liu Jian outside without saying a word, and when he passed by the gate, he saw Qin Lu coming up from downstairs.

Qin Lu was still curious, what Ding Fan was going out to do at this time, but after asking, he didn't even look back, just shouted loudly: "I'll take Liu Jian out to play games, and I'll be back in a while!"

Playing games?

Although Qin Lu didn't understand what he meant, she didn't ask much, anyway, Ding Fan never disappointed her every time, and she still believed in her husband very much.

Half an hour later, Ding Fan and Liu Jian rushed into the game hall at a trot.

It's still a basement, surrounded by smoke, and I can't open my eyes a little.

Ding Fan was in a hurry at this moment, choked by the smoke, closed his eyes and shouted: "The police checked the license plate, took out the ID card for me, and the smoke was extinguished for me!"

Under this shout, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the two people at the door curiously.

Zhuo Fatzi rushed over as soon as possible, looking at Ding Fan with a blanket face, he was fine on the phone before, it was only less than an hour, what kind of madness was he doing.

"It's not Officer Ding, what do you mean by that?" Zhuo Fatzi's face was a little unsightly at this time, and he looked at Ding Fan in embarrassment.

But Ding Fan didn't mean to explain to him, pointed to the game console and said: "Except for the King of Fighters game, everyone else has stood against the wall for me, and the fat man is looking for a place to fight." ”

"Everyone listen to me, everyone who plays the King of Fighters game, all use that red-haired one for me, otherwise they will all follow me to the police station!"

These people in the game hall have been arrested by the police before, and they have been checked once every three days, but it is the first time that Ding Fan has asked for this.

"What do you see, you go too!" Zhuo Fat Man was still standing in front of Ding Fan, Ding Fan said to him impatiently: "Ma slip, don't tell me no, otherwise I'll call Aili now, she will definitely play better than you!"

Ding Fan can be regarded as grasping the weakness of Zhuo Fatzi, as long as he says Aili, he will immediately coax, gritted his teeth and pointed at him, turned around and walked to the side of the machine, and started the game quickly.

The two fat men sat on the edge of the game console, selected the characters respectively, and then naturally shook the joystick frantically, desperately hitting the few buttons, and slapping the machine with a shocking sound.

On the contrary, Ding Fan stood to the side, looking at the picture with a calm expression, one after another purple flames churning.