After drinking too much, has this damn fragile body endured for thousands or thousands of years?Xiwen felt that his patience was running out, and he felt that even if that thing failed ten years later, he would rather abandon such a long period of effort, he would end everything in this world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Reaching out to grab the water cup beside him, but touching something that felt great, Xiwen pinched it carefully and opened his eyes suddenly. Looking at the bright smile that made him almost want to cry, he was frightened and carefully let go of the hand that touched Alice's sister's thigh.

"Sister Alice, if I say it's a misunderstanding, do you believe it?"

"Believe, my dear Siwen. Alice smiled brightly, and she stroked Siwen's cheek like the most affectionate lover, "Siwen, you're drunk, how about a few loaves of bread to relieve the wine and recover from your hangover?"

"Every morning, LUX, a Los Angeles city cultural heritage, is heard howling from the souls of boys and girls who have fallen and died because they have been seduced by demons. —Los Angeles Urban Legends

"If Metz's Deathblade is a laser gun with Max damage per target, then Lucifer's feathers are nuclear weapons, and Lucifer's feathers based on the demonic power of hell can generate all kinds of evil accidents. ”

"And what about the bread you tasted in the morning?"

Xiwen shuddered, "Sister Alice's dessert technology can be said to be the first in the universe, but her bread, correspondingly, should be a two-way foil-level weapon, as long as there is one, all wrongs can be realized, and everything can be destroyed." ”

"I'd rather die 10,000 times in my life than eat a piece of Alice's special bread. It was a nightmare. Siwen packed up and put on his coat.

"Where are you going?

Siwen shook his hand, "Don't think about it, Lucifer, your dear Detective Chloe will lie in the hospital for two days, although she has already repaired her body, after all, she can't be too public, in case the doctor examines me and says that I will have to be pulled over and sliced." Just drop by to see a few former juniors, or rather, students. ”

Along the street, without any special means of transportation, Siwen didn't want a certain king of hell to like to drive, he preferred to walk in the rush of people in the city, in the quiet alleys and other places.

[Abe's-Antiquec], looking at the shop directly across from the intersection, Siwen said that these guys are really not afraid of the accident vehicle crashing into it.

An old man with a gray beard but very good spirit was carefully playing with the bronze horse in his hand, and when he heard the door ring, he looked up at the door, "Welcome, oh, that big cabinet at the door is not for sale." I wanted to sell, but unfortunately the other guy wouldn't let me. ”

The old man reluctantly explained that because that stubborn Henry had made him lose a lot of opportunities.

"It's been a long time since Abel (Abraham), where's Henry?" asked Siwen as he walked up to the old man and smiled.

The old man stopped what he was doing, carefully placed the bronze horse on the table, and then looked at the man who looked to be only in his thirties in confusion. Although he is not like Henry, who can be resurrected every time to consolidate his memories through the marquee, he still has some confidence in his memories, and this person is very familiar.

"By the way, that Tang Dynasty horse is a fake, you see that patina has been dimmed, obviously you can sit on it later. However, in terms of technology, it should be a high imitation, and it may be sold for one hundred and eighty. Xiwen hit the old man's pain point with a sharp knife.

The old man felt that this scene was very familiar, such a poor tone, so straightforward, he stretched out his hand to stop Xiwen, "Don't speak, I'll think of it." ”

A flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, Abel's face was dull, and he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, "Holy cow, you are-you-God, sit down." I called Henry to come back. ”

The old man warmly took Xiwen's hand. However, Siwen smiled and shook his head, "Abel, where has Henry gone, I'll just go over directly, and we'll come back to see you together at noon or evening." ”

"Okay, okay, Henry has just been called away by the detective, and it seems that there is a case of sudden death, and Henry needs to take a look. I'll give you a call and ask. ”

Xiwen continued to stroll, of course, a small jump when no one was paying attention, after all, Los Angeles is so big, it takes dozens of minutes to get past without traffic jams.

The police cars at the gate of the crime scene were stacked, and the yellow cordon stopped the melon-eating masses outside, Xiwen had to say that Mr. Lu Xun, a certain white scholar, obviously did not have much experience abroad, and if he had more, he would find that not only the people of the Celestial Empire like to applaud and like to be melon-eating people, everywhere.

The "FBI" showed off the credentials, and regardless of whether you had an invitation or not, a single FBI assistant investigator usually doesn't cause antagonism among the police. The black patrol officer politely helped Xiwen pull up the cordon and let him into the house.

Walking to the innermost bedroom, he noticed that the detectives were basically all gathered there, except for a poor girl with a tear-stained face and blood covered in blood, huddled in the corner. Wow, familiar people are still together.

"Hey Joe, Hansen~ both of you are here. ”

"Wow, Doctor, you're here. Joe came to a warm hug and was dodged by Siwen with an embarrassed expression.

"Mind if I go in and have a look?"

"Home from home. Joe and Hansen led Siwen to the scene.

"Hey, Henry, this is Doctor Swift, Doctor is - you know?" Joe seemed to introduce the two of them, only to find that Henry was looking at Siwen with his mouth wide open, and his whole body fell into a bewildered expression.

"Henry, are you going to eat this corpse, open your mouth so wide, if you drip your saliva, our beautiful Joe will probably take you for a prisoner who pollutes the site. ”

"I'm just- so shocked, my mentor. ”

After a short meeting, I still focused on the corpse.

It's really that what kind of flower to die, and being a ghost is also romantic, Xiwen looked at the corpse with some admiration. Henry took the record in Lucas's hand, "This is a temporary result, and it is only possible to perform a pathological examination." The preliminary diagnosis was sudden sexual death. ”

"Because no damage or defensive counterattacks were found?"

"Yes, and, judging by the blood stains on that part, it is not the blood of the deceased, apparently left by the lady over there for the first time doing such a thing. Looking at the red and white stain of an indescribable part of the deceased, Siwen once again said that the man must have been proud when he died.

"It's a pity that the lady is the first time, this guy is a battle-hardened guy. Siwen walked around to the girl, handed her a piece of chocolate, and patted the girl's silky blonde hair, "Is it okay to ask a question, does this boyfriend usually have headaches or sudden problems with vomiting, dizziness, vision and so on?"

"Yes, yes. After eating a piece of chocolate, the girl's cold body seemed to warm up a little.

Xiwen walked back to the corpse, "I think it may be a brain aneurysm burst, you can check his medical records or family history, so this happy guy doesn't have to open the scoop." Oh, and of course if the police think it is insufficient, a pathological biopsy should still be done. ”

"What do you mean that the case can be closed because of the death of a broken brain aneurysm due to overexcitement?" Hansen said in a questioning tone, then looked at Henry in thought.

"Yes. Henry replied, "Take it to the medical examiner, and then Lucas will check the medical records and family history of the deceased." ”

BlackWidow? Sivin glanced at the girl in the room, shook her head, and followed the detectives out.