The screen shows exactly the number of the phone. Murong immediately connected and said a word into the microphone of the phone. Immediately, his voice came from the speaker of the mobile phone.

"Whew, it's done!" Murong breathed a sigh of relief.

This preparation, which can transfer calls to his mobile phone, will help him a lot in the future.

It's all over. Murong came to the window, put his hands on the edge of the window, jumped on the window, followed the edge of the window sill, and turned around and came to room D10 without much effort. In his room, his PDA computer was still connected to the hotel's IFI, which was automatically playing an American drama called "The Vampire Diaries" that he had ordered before he left the house.

The episode has been streamed from episode 3 to episode 7. Murong stepped forward, cut off the network, looked at the screen of the handheld computer, and said with a charming smile on the corner of his mouth: "Watching the "Vampire Diaries" with the hotel's ifi and creating the illusion that I never left should be enough to toss the Wenren family." ”

Of course, this detail is only an insignificant part of the layout designed by Murong.

Whether it is the "Qingman" ID card he used when he checked into the hotel, or the Xueding coffee he went to Houhai KFC, every step is the result of his careful layout.

When Wen Renhao dies, the Wen Ren family is bound to dig the entire Yanjing three feet into the ground. When the time comes, the information that Murong appears in KFC will definitely attract the attention of the Wenren family.

But after some investigation, they will find that although Wen Renhao has talked to him, he has not gotten into the car.

Since you didn't get in the car, this clue will be broken. The first wave of investigation by the Wenren family will be delayed for a long time.

At that time, the direction of the Wenren family's investigation will have to turn to other aspects. Among them, it is quite possible to investigate the foreign population. Strangers who enter Yanjing from other provinces that night will enter their field of vision.

And the "Qingman" and real name "Murong" used by Murong will naturally enter the field of vision of the Wenren family. However, they will be disappointed by the same investigation. Whether it is Manqing or Murong, there is an alibi. Especially Murong, who stayed in room D11, had no time to commit the crime at all.

Of course, why did Murong deliberately appear at Houhai KFC at two o'clock in the morning? At present, it seems that the motive for this is still difficult to know.

Presumably, by the early morning, everything will be revealed.

But even so, he could see his horror from Murong's layout. No wonder, with the title of 10,000 beheadings, he has always been like a mystery. No one knows what he looks like, male or female. After Morris cut off the hotel's IFI, he connected his mobile phone again and connected it to the special network channel of the mobile phone to build an information channel.

"Bai Yi, the layout is complete on my side. Murong sent a text message.

"Something happened to the king. Bai Yi, who had just returned from outside, immediately sent a message: "Wang was almost assassinated tonight! The killer is a woman in black with a unique fragrance on her body. ”

"What? Wang was almost assassinated? a woman with a unique perfume smell?" Murong's expression changed suddenly, and he asked in surprise, "How is he now?"

"It's fine, but the female killer escaped. Bai Yi replied.

Murong immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Still, he broke out in a cold sweat. Can pose a threat to the king, she is still a woman. What a terrible woman must have been? Moreover, this woman had fled under the king's nose.

"By the way, is there anything unusual about the Wen family tonight?" Bai Yi hurriedly asked: "Wang suspects that tonight's assassination is related to the Wen family, but it is only a suspicion, and there is no definite evidence!

"Something to do with the Wen family?" Murong suddenly clenched his fists and said in a cold tone: "It seems that this Wen family doesn't want to gain a foothold in Yanjing." After a pause, Murong continued: "I haven't found anything abnormal here for the time being. Wen Renhao here, I have already laid out the game, just wait for the morning to start. ”

"Okay!" Bai Yi said, "Wang has a Kyushu emblem here, which he designed a long time ago. I'll send it to you! When you commit the crime in the morning, you leave the emblem at the scene. The Kyushu Blood Festival needs this iconic thing. ”

"That's exactly what I wanted!" Murong replied.

Since Kyushu wants a blood sacrifice, it is natural to leave something iconic. He was still struggling with this problem, but he didn't expect Lin Luo to have already thought of this.

Soon, a sketch of Kyushu was transmitted.

The original picture is a hand-drawn drawing of a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon. The golden dragon circled gracefully, coiled into a "nine" character, and the five claws of the golden dragon, dotted around the body, constituted a "state" character.

"Kyushu!" Murong looked at the five-clawed golden dragon and couldn't help but admire: "Wang's painting level has improved a lot. ”

Next to the "Kyushu" emblem, there is also a line of wild grass with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, which is Lin Luo's handwritten calligraphy.

Six words were written in wild grass: "Kyushu Li, smell the human sacrifice!"

It means that Kyushu was established, and the blood sacrifice of the people was heard.

"Okay!" Murong exclaimed: "The king is the king, this Kyushu emblem is like the birth of a dragon, and it also means the descendant of the dragon." This emblem can not only be remembered by the Chinese people, but also make foreign forces instantly associate with China. This emblem couldn't be more suitable!"

The dragon has always been the symbol of China. Just as "Kyushu" means China.

It can be seen that their "king", Lin Luo, the leader of the royal mercenary group, has been planning for a long time in order to establish the organization of "Kyushu". Definitely not on a whim.

"Huh!" Murong had an extra wind blade in his hand.

Murong looked at the wind blade engraved with the words "Ten Thousand Beheadings", turned to the other side of the wind blade, looked at the blank side, and said with murderous aura: "In the future, one side will be engraved with Kyushu, and the other side will be engraved with ten thousand beheadings." I, Murong, am the ten thousand people in Kyushu!"

However, this wind blade is made of alloy, and it is extremely sharp, and it is naturally impossible to engrave any handwriting at the moment.

So how to engrave Lin Luo's emblem?

This is difficult for Murong.

He took out an incomparably precious jade from his backpack, pinched the wind blade in his hand, and sharpened the jade like mud.

In just a quarter of an hour, the five-clawed golden dragon symbolizing "Kyushu" was vividly engraved on the jade by Murong. He flipped the jade over, walked the dragon in front, and between breaths, six large characters were engraved on the back.

"Kyushu, smell the human sacrifice!" Murong looked at the slightly delicate cursive, shook his head and said: "Wang, you have a wild grass, I Murong can't learn it, so I have to take it first." This jade, produced in Myanmar, is invaluable. It's worthy of this smell!"

After carving nephrite, Murong began to pack his luggage.

He cleaned up very carefully, and there was not the slightest evidence left in the entire room.

After packing everything, he sat at the head of the bed and began to wait.

Night.

Waiting is an ordeal.

It's just that this kind of torment is too accustomed to Murong. He waited like this in the United States, in the South Seas, in West Africa, in Eastern Europe, all over the world, countless days and nights, and in countless harsh environments.

Waiting is not torment, because after waiting, there is blood and killing.

He loved this kind of blood and killing.

He was born for this.

At 6:20 in the morning, Murong once again put on the white suit he wore when he entered the hotel, put on a peaked cap, mask and sunglasses, and went out in full gear. In his hand, he still holds the convenience note he carries with him.

"Beauty, check out!" Murong stretched the note in front of the innocent beauty.

The post-it note had been written in advance by him in the room.

"Are you going to check out now?What about your friend named Murong?" The innocent beauty obviously remembered his name immediately after being touched by Murong.

"He came late last night and was still sleeping! He asked me to please add a wake-up service and wake him up at seven o'clock!

The innocent beauty bit her lip, nodded and said, "Okay, no problem." At seven o'clock, I'll call his room!"

After checking out, Murong calmly left the Hilton Hotel.

As soon as he got out of the hotel, he hailed a taxi.

Destination, Peking University.

Peking University, located at No. 5 Summer Palace Road, Haidian District, Yanjing City, has started a new day in the early morning breeze. At present, Yanjing at the end of October has already had some chills.

The cool breeze is blowing, and the campus is refreshing.

At this time, a student who was in a hurry had just completed the withdrawal procedures from the Academic Affairs Office of Peking University and officially gave up the title of Peking University student. From now on, Peking University and the student career at Peking University will be a thing of the past.

Wen Renhao walked out of the campus without the slightest nostalgia.

In his eyes, Peking University is nothing more than a gilded place. A family background like Wen Renhao, whether there is this layer of gold or not, it has little impact. Having this layer of gold is the icing on the cake, no, and it doesn't hurt.

He looked at his watch, and it was six fifty-five, five minutes before seven.

Very good, the efficiency of the Academic Affairs Office of Peking University is still very fast because he hears about the relationship between others.

This made Wen Renhao miss the peak of the flow of people at 7:10 in the morning reading time. For a Peking University celebrity like him, it just happens to be a lot less embarrassing.

After all, he lost face last night during the live broadcast of the college basketball league.

As soon as he stepped out of the campus, a familiar silhouette broke into his field of vision.

"Huh?" Wen Renhao's eyes suddenly froze, looking at Murong who walked lightly, and exclaimed, "She is also a student of Peking University......?" No wonder she wasn't surprised to hear me say that she was a Peking University student last night! When did Peking University have such a beautiful woman?"

Wen Renhao's heart was moved, and he secretly exclaimed: "If fate really comes, I can't hide if I want to." Haha, this time, you can't run away!"

The desire to conquer in Wen Renhao's heart rose again, and without any hesitation, he rushed directly towards Murong.

"Beauty, we're meeting again!" Wen Renhao rushed to Murong and exclaimed excitedly.

Murong suddenly raised his head.

The exquisite and picturesque face, without sunglasses and masks, is completely presented in front of Wen Renhao's eyes.

"Wow!" Wen Renhao exclaimed.

In a flash.

Murong, whose murderous aura was condensed at one point, suddenly bounced up. "Sting!" The wind blade in his hand slashed through a cold light, flashing from Wen Renhao's neck.

(End of chapter)