2014.11.22.20：17

Xian Luo and Zhang Yuan rushed to the West District Hotel non-stop, followed by a large number of plainclothes policemen. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Xianluo stood at the gate of the hotel, looked at the towering floor, and felt more and more uneasy.

Zhang Yuan and the others walked quickly into the hotel lobby and asked about Fu Jialan and Gong Meimei's room. The people in the hotel saw that it was the police, and after a while, they found out the room number and gave it to Zhang Yuan and others.

Zhang Yuan looked at the room number, it was actually the room on the top floor, and he couldn't help but say to Xian Luo: "Living in a luxurious room on the top floor, are you spiritual people so rich?"

Xianluo's face was embarrassed, and he replied: "It's because they have money, and they have to collect money for borrowing files from them and asking them to remove their spirits." ”

"So much money?" Zhang Yuan was surprised.

"How can you survive without money? Although they don't charge much, they have broken many supernatural events, among which there must be many rich people, and those local tyrants have sponsored them. My master's Taoist temple also relies on the sponsorship of those who have helped him, so he can have no worries about food and clothing, and he does not have to go to the trap to be abducted. "Oh, then after solving the case, I'm going to sponsor you well?" Zhang Yuan joked.

Xian Luo glanced at him and said, "Save it, uncle, it's not to hit you, our patron's purse is really thick." ”

Zhang Yuan just smiled helplessly at Xianluo's disdain and didn't say anything more. After restoring silence, Zhang Yuan and the others quickly took the elevator to the top floor and quickly found Gong Meimei's room. Zhang Yuan made a few gestures to the plainclothes who came with him, signaling them to ambush outside the door.

After the police officers found their positions, Zhang Yuan straightened his clothes, looked at Xianluo, and signaled if he could knock on the door. Cela nodded, signaling that she was ready.

"Tuk Tuk ......" Zhang Yuan tentatively knocked on the door, and then held his breath and listened to the movement in the room.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no sound at all, and Xianluo said to Zhang Yuan silently: "Will it not be there?"

Zhang Yuan pointed to the light that flashed out of the crack in the door, and said silently: "There is light, it must be there!"

"What then?"

"Shall we rush in?"

She rolled her eyes and said, "What if you're in the shower?"

"Then what do you say?" Zhang Yuan glared.

I don't know what to do next, Xian Luo and Zhang Yuan glared dumbfounded, the two of them stared at each other, and no one knew what to do.

At this moment, a perfume smell came from the wings of the nose, Xian Luo and Zhang Yuan were stunned at the same time, and when they looked back, at some point, the door of Fu Jialan's room opened, and a hot beauty was leaning against the door and looking at them funny, and the police officer in ambush also looked at Zhang Yuan at a loss.

Xian Luoxiu's face flushed, and she smiled at the beauty embarrassedly, and said, "Hello." ”

"What are you looking for me?" the beautiful woman said lazily, her voice was full of charm, her beautiful eyes gently swept over the policemen who were ambushed on both sides, and her lips were hooked with disdain.

"Are you Gong Meimei?" Zhang Yuan automatically ignored the embarrassment just now, and looked at the big beauty in front of him, there was no surprise in his eyes, only exquisiteness.

"Yes, I don't know what the police officer is looking for me?" Gong Meimei smiled sexily, and looked at Xianluo's eyes.

"Recently, there was a case in the West District, and we would like to ask Miss Gong to go back and assist. Zhang Yuanmian did not change color.

"Oh?" Gong Meimei's beautiful face flashed with a hint of surprise, her beautiful eyes looked straight at Xian Luo, and sneered: "Why? I can't find the murderer, and the dog jumps over the wall and wants to push the matter on me?"

"The person who cast the spell is a woman, with strong spiritual power, and she can also attack with souls, and at present, you are the only one in the West Side who can do this. Ignoring the sarcasm in Gong Meimei's words, Xian Luo's attitude was obviously tough.

Gong Meimei's expression was slightly sluggish, and her face was inexplicable. She just followed Boss Fu to the West District on a mission, and she was shot without doing anything, and she was suspected of coming to the door. Thinking of this, Gong Meimei smiled angrily, she knew that she would not listen to the boss's words, and put the matter on that stinky heavenly master, and she couldn't come here to wrong.

"Just because of this, you think it's me?" Gong Meimei's tone was very unceremonious.

"No, you're just suspicious. Zhang Yuan replied, but his eyes already thought it was Gong Meimei.

Gong Meimei sneered, turned back to Fu Jialan, who was sitting in the room, and said, "Boss, don't you ask for justice for others?"

As soon as Gong Meimei's words fell, Xian Luo and Zhang Yuancai suddenly remembered that this was Fu Jialan's room!

I saw that the gorgeous and wide room had a huge floor-to-ceiling window, which could clearly see the panoramic view of the West District, and a chair was placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and Fu Jialan sat on the chair with her back to them and read something. Because Fu Jialan had his back to them, Zhang Yuan and the others could only see Fu Jialan's back and the back of his head. Judging from the back, this Fu Jialan seems to be very young, tall and slender, and his posture is still a little fit.

Seeing Fu Jialan himself, although it was only his back, the strong aura emanating from him made Xianluo's heart furious. Xian Luo swallowed his saliva, took a few steps back, and moved himself behind Zhang Yuan, hoping that Fu Jialan would not see her.

"Long Xianluo?" Fu Jialan said slowly, her hand not stopping to flip through the information.

Xianluo, who was named, was startled, and was very reluctant to move out, and said with little confidence: "What are you doing?"

But as soon as she finished speaking, Xianluo suddenly felt that something was wrong, she hadn't seen Fu Jialan! How could Fu Jialan know her?

"How do you know I'm Long Siro?" asked Silo rhetorically.

"Heh......" Fu Jialan smiled faintly and said, "Is your IQ negative? Who do you think saved you last night? Who do you think you used to fill your spiritual veins?"

"Was it you last night?" said Slim Luo's heart shook, staring at the handsome back, and his mind couldn't turn.

"Last night, the Yin Qi and Buddha Qi of Jingtan Temple were fighting, and I happened to be nearby, so I went over to take a look. Who knew that I saw your soul out of your body halfway, and there were signs that you couldn't hold back, and out of the sympathy of the psychic person, I came to save you. "Fu Jialan particularly emphasizes 'sympathy'.

"Then why don't you save Li Xingui!" Xian Luo blurted out, "Your spiritual power is so high, you can completely save him!"

"Smack!" Fu Jialan closed the folder in his hand, and his voice was a little cold: "I am a disciple of the Dao Sect." ”

Is he a disciple of the Dao Sect? Xian Luo was speechless for a moment, just looked at Fu Jialan's back in a daze.

"The Taoist three don't save, you naturally know. I save you, not for you to accuse me or doubt me. Long Xianluo, Gong Meimei is an onmyoji, and she needs to be a villain model to cast a curse, if it is her, you can easily find the villain by searching for evidence. But as far as I know, you didn't find the villain, and you didn't find the formation traces on the deceased, so this spell is a non-religious spell. You are suspicious of Gong Meimei when your IQ is regressive. ”

"What is a non-religious spell?" Zhang Yuan grasped the point.

Xianluo was also frightened by Fu Jialan's words, and shook his head to show that he didn't understand.

"Hey......" Fu Jialan sighed tiredly and said, "Non-religious spells are an explosion of spiritual abilities triggered by potential spiritual abilities in extreme situations. So, this spellcaster is a potential psyker you don't know about. Judging by the extent of this spell, it is very likely that this person is dead. ”

In an instant, goosebumps rose on Slim's body, and she suddenly remembered some bad memories, and she couldn't help but tremble. She knows how terrifying the explosion of potential psionic abilities is!