Chapter 1152: Summit

When he walked out of the night rain in Bashan, Li Futu still had the scene of a living person turning into a green-faced fang.

Bloodsucker.

Undead.

This creature, which is supposed to exist only in myths and legends, is actually active in the real world.

If this news is exposed, how much turmoil can it set off?

The consequences are really unimaginable.

If the people knew that there was a group of 'immortal and immortal' monsters living around them, panic and fear would completely overturn the stable social order, and the established rules of the world would be completely shattered.

Although this kind of dark night creature really exists, it is still not as exaggerated as in the movie, where the vampire can 'teleport', be reborn with a broken arm, have infinite strength, and hypnotize the mind...... But the real vampire doesn't seem to be that powerful.

At least, the poppy who has not been transformed for a long time is not too terrifying.

Although it was the first time to have personal contact, Li Futu knew that even if this unnatural creature claimed to be immortal, the kind of people in the movie who could subdue the other party with a broken cross was mostly nonsense, but if the heart was pierced, or the head was twisted off, most of these vampires would be finished, but he did not choose to do so.

People are good and evil, and vampires are also good and bad, at least this Oiran of Bashan Night Rain, in the three years that he has been lurking, he has not done anything harmful.

Not being human, and not quite a reason to need to erase her.

If the temple were here, he might say that he was not of my race, and his heart would be different, but he was not one of those messengers of light, he was not a scavenger, and he was not even a good person.

Death。

In the Dragon Chinese language, it is translated as the god of death.

He and the poppy, in fact, are somewhat similar in that they both turn their backs on the light and dance in the darkness.

......

Leaving Bashan Night Rain, Li Futu returned to the Rose Manor, and Gong Zhengyu, who rushed to Hui'an with He Wuxian, did not come back all night.

On the morning of the second article, a government vehicle came to the Rose Manor and took Li Futu to the provincial government building.

As the political center of Sichuan and Shu, the provincial government building is very grand, and there are many public servants, but when Li Futu was brought to the conference room on the fifth floor, he found that there were only a few people sitting inside.

In addition to He Wushu and Gong Zhengyu, there are five men, all of whom are middle-aged, but they all have solid temperaments, two of them are wearing solemn military uniforms, and the gold stars on their shoulders are shining.

"Tell me about it. ”

He Wushu introduced a few people to Li Futu.

The identities are all amazing.

Governor of Sichuan and Shu.

Mayor of Shudu.

Secretary of Sichuan and Shu.

Commander-in-Chief of the Sichuan Army.

Deputy Commander of the Sichuan Army.

It can be said that it gathers the most heavyweight figures in the military and political circles of Sichuan and Shu.

With the introduction, these bigwigs who are high in Sichuan and Shu have no shelf, they got up one after another, and took the initiative to stretch out their hands to Li Futu, with a polite and enthusiastic smile on their faces, without any arrogance, they all uphold an equal attitude, and what they say in their mouths is 'fortunate meeting'.

Li Futu, the youngest in the entire conference room, shook hands with these high-ranking officials one by one, neither humble nor arrogant.

After greeting each other, everyone sat down again.

"Everyone, the central government attaches great importance to this incident, before I went to Sichuan, I was asked to arrest the real culprit as soon as possible, so that the innocent tragic dead can rest in peace as soon as possible, and the land of Sichuan and Shu is peaceful and stable, but last night in Hui'an District, there were innocent people who were brutalized, this is a serious provocation to our country's national law, as the managers of Sichuan and Shu, shouldering the trust of the country and the people, this incident has been nearly three months since the first homicide, it seems that nearly three months have passed, but the real murderer is still at large, and there is not even a trace of clues, do you have nothing to say?”

The leading figures of the military and political circles of Sichuan and Shu gathered together, for the sake of the strange tragedies that continue to occur.

Although ordinary people still don't know anything about this, but after all, paper can't hold the fire, a layer of dark clouds has gradually shrouded the sky over Sichuan and Shu, if the situation is allowed to develop, sooner or later there will be a day when it can't be covered, the prestige of the country, this kind of responsibility, no one can afford to bear.

"Commander He, we have been doing our best to investigate, but the murderer is too cunning, and he is extremely organized, and has rich experience in counter-investigation, which has led to us finding nothing so far, but please rest assured that Commander He, we have secretly set up a task force, as long as we give a little more time, the murderer is so bold and unscrupulous, sooner or later he will definitely be caught. ”

It was an old man with glasses who spoke, and he didn't look good, but in the land of Sichuan and Shu, he had a decisive weight, and even sometimes, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a blessing.

He is the secretary of Sichuan and Shu, the general manager of Sichuan and Shu politics, and the first person in Sichuan and Shu officialdom.

He is also a firm believer in the idea that the murderer was a gang.

"Sooner or later, one day?"

He Wuxian, who was sitting in the front seat, moved his eyes to this Sichuan and Shu 'chief housekeeper'.

"I think there is a morning and a night!"

Even in the face of the first person in the political sequence of Sichuan and Shu, he did not give any face.

"Now the death toll has reached twenty, that is to say, basically every three days there will be an innocent person killed, Secretary Lei, I want to know, what you mean by sooner or later, how many people will die?"

Lei Ping, the secretary of Sichuan Shu, lowered his head slightly in embarrassment, avoiding He Wuxian's fierce gaze.

Of course, he is the first person in Sichuan and Shu officialdom, but compared to He Wuxian, it is really not enough to see it, not to mention the other party's own official position, just mention that the other party went to Sichuan to inspect this time, if it is placed in ancient times, it is quite a 'day patrol hunting', holding a sword-like figure of Shang Fang, who dares to offend?

Lei Ping didn't speak, Yu Wenqing, the governor of Sichuan and Shu, and Guo Pengcheng, the mayor of Shudu, didn't speak recklessly.

Who is not an old fox at this level? Knowing that he will definitely not be pleased, how can he take the initiative to send it?

Perhaps because they don't take on the main responsibilities, the two big guys with shining Venus are much calmer and calmer, and they don't hurry to drink tea.

Li Futu's gaze moved to their faces.

These two, who are in charge of the brave and warlike Sichuan army, are the commanders of hundreds of thousands of Sichuan troops, and one of them, in terms of military rank, is even the same level as He Wude.

Naturally, this was the first time Li Futu had met the two Sichuan army commanders, but to a certain extent, Li Futu didn't seem to be too strange to them.

Ma Zheng, commander-in-chief of the Sichuan army.

Lord Ma's father.

Meng Zikun, the deputy commander of the Sichuan Army, and the pair of Meng sisters and brothers he met in the night rain in Bashan last night must have an inextricable relationship.

I don't know if it's because last night's incident was too small to reach the ears of these two bigwigs, and the atmosphere of these two sitting together looks very harmonious.

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