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Huaicheng Police Station, the great news came, and all the policemen gathered together, just because of the two portraits of people in Li Xiuli's hands.

The portrait Li Xiuli held in her left hand had a Zhou Zheng face, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, bright eyes, and a long black windbreaker.

Next to this painting is written: Hell, about twenty-nine years old, one meter eight tall, decisive shots, terrifying, extremely fast, once injured 344 people, no king's law, speculated its purpose of hurting people: fight unevenly!

The portrait Li Xiuli held in her right hand depicts a slightly younger young man, thin and with a delicate face.

There is also a line of words written under this painting: Killer Black Sea, brutal means, killing people, never leaving a living mouth, 1.77 meters tall, extremely tall, good at using flying knives, knives are not missing, speculated to hurt people's purpose: money.

"Sister Xiuli, these two don't look alike! It looks like they're really not alone. ”

"Yes, the height and face shape are all different."

"It seems that it was hell that turned the killer group upside down, this person is really powerful, one person provokes dozens of people."

"But this guy in Hell is too evil, it's so powerful!"

Hearing the noisy words around her, Li Xiuli hurriedly waved her hand:

"Okay, okay, let's disperse if there's nothing to do, these two portraits have been uploaded to the ministry, and the ministry has begun to hurry up and investigate! Preliminarily, these two people are not the same person, and I will inform you if there is any news in the future. ”

Although Li Xiuli is not a local policeman in Huaicheng, she was transferred from Puhai, but she has been here for a long time, and she is very beautiful and affinity, and all the colleagues here have a very good relationship, so everyone still listens to her very much, and they disperse and go to their own work.

The image of the Black Sea is not very certain, but this is the only information found in the underground cave of the killer group, although the information is not complete, it is still a clue, and it can be used.

However, Li Xiuli and so many policemen present did not know that the hidden crisis they were facing was gradually approaching, approaching step by step.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the police station is still busy, this period of time should be the busiest time for the Huaicheng Public Security Bureau, because several major cases have occurred one after another so that they can not be idle, some people are passing information, some people are checking information in front of the computer, some people are making and receiving calls, and some people are sorting out information in front of the filing cabinet.

At this moment, the door of the police station suddenly opened.

The sound of the door opening was not loud, and it was not enough to alarm many people, because it was a normal opening of the door, but it was very strange, and the atmosphere of shouting and commotion inside the police station gradually subsided, and became eerily quiet.

I saw a young man in black casual clothes and black slacks pushing the door in, holding a throwing knife in his hand, and was looking down and gently scraping his nails.

"Who are you!"

A policeman standing in the doorway asked, all eyes focused on the young man's face, and everyone felt strange, because they had never seen this person before, but it felt somewhat familiar.

The corners of the young man's mouth were grinning, revealing white, neat teeth:

"You don't know me, don't you know this knife?" As he spoke, the flying knife in his hand turned into a silver ray, and in the next moment, the flying knife was inserted horizontally into the eyebrows of the young policeman, and the policeman fell to the ground in response.

There was chaos in the police station, some people screamed, some people shouted angrily, and many people immediately took out their guns from their waists.

The young man kicked his footsteps, the whole person turned into a black shadow, suddenly there were ten more flying knives in his hands, his hands moved suddenly, the flying knives were thrown out, and several policemen fell to the ground in response, the scene was even more chaotic, some people screamed, some people shouted in surprise, gunshots rang out, but it had no effect at all, half a minute later, the scene suddenly became very quiet, because there was no longer a living mouth except for young people.

When the police chief arrived, he saw blood everywhere at the scene, and there was a line of blood written on the wall: "Kill my brother twenty-two, double the return!" ”

Li Xiuli looked at the scene like Shura's hell, and tears immediately appeared in her eyes.

The director's voice was full of grief and indignation:

"Report to the provincial department, the rest of the people, all assemble, listen to my orders!"

The blood of the people here is still hot, and the killer has obviously just left, so as long as he moves quickly, he may be able to catch him.

But the police car was dispatched, the siren sounded, and under the faint moonlight, where did a figure appear in front of me? Only the flying knife with a cold handle in the moonlight was stuck obliquely on the ground.

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On the bank of the Huai River, this is a very remote place, Zhao Xuan is lying lazily on the bank of the riverbank, on the green lawn, he is the only one here at the moment, Zhao Xuan likes to be alone, stay quietly, there is no loneliness, there is no loneliness, I don't want anything in my head, there are birds flying in the sky, chirping, and the skin can feel the wind blowing, this feeling is very comfortable and comfortable.

Just when Zhao Xuan was about to fall asleep, the mobile phone rang suddenly, he picked up the mobile phone and looked at the phone number, it was Nangong Shishi.

"Hey, what are you doing-" There was some impatience in his tone, and it was estimated that only Zhao Xuan dared to do this in the whole company.

Nangong Shishi didn't care, and grinned:

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Xuan yawned:

"Sleep." The place he chose was on the outskirts of the city, almost no one could get here, the sun was shining on his face, and his body was warm and comfortable.

Nangong Shishi said angrily:

"It's almost afternoon, and you're still sleeping! Hurry up and get up! ”

Zhao Xuan said helplessly:

"Miss, it's holiday time, if you have something to say quickly, I'll hang up if it's okay!"

"Don't!" Nangong Shishi hurriedly said, "Where are you?" ”

Zhao Xuan frowned: "What are you doing!"

Nangong Shishi said softly:

"It's boring, I'm looking for you to hang out! Tell me the address! Hurry up! ”

Zhao Xuan's eyelids jumped, and after thinking about it, he finally told Nangong Shishi his address.

"Okay, I'll hang up." Saying that, Zhao Xuan hung up the phone mercilessly.

Nangong Shishi listened to the blind voice on the other end of the phone and gritted her teeth:

"This bastard can't lie to me, right, how do you sleep there?" But after thinking about it, Nangong Shishi still tidied herself up and went out.

When Zhao Xuan saw Nangong Shishi, it was already half an hour later, he was sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt that his nose was very itchy, and after sneezing, Zhao Xuan saw a guy holding a dog's tail grass in his hand and touching his nose.

Zhao Xuan sat up, angry and funny, looked at this beautiful woman, and said helplessly:

"You're really here!"

Nangong Shishi gently pulled down her skirt, then took a cushion from nowhere, put it on the ground, and then sat down.

"That's it! This girl always does what she says! ”

Zhao Xuan found a comfortable position, made a snort, closed his eyes and prepared to continue sleeping, when he suddenly felt an itch on his legs, moved his legs, and he hurriedly said:

"What do you do?"

Nangong Shishi said:

"I'm going to ask you why I'm here and you're going to sleep?"

Zhao Xuan said lazily:

"Sleepy, naturally going to sleep."

Nangong Shishi held the grass in her hand and grabbed Zhao Xuan's leg with one hand:

"I won't let you sleep!" Xiaocao was scratching on Zhao Xuan's legs, itchy, and it seemed that he really couldn't sleep.

Zhao Xuan said helplessly:

"Okay, good, I don't sleep!"

Nangong Shishi's eyes are crescent-shaped:

"Let's make a game, I'll write on your lap and you tell me what to write."

Zhao Xuan's head is full of black lines:

"No, it's kids' play." What the hell is this girl going to do, come all the way here, just to play games with herself? Is this still what a boss looks like?

Zhao Xuan looked carefully towards Nangong Shishi, and found that she didn't apply powder today, she was completely without makeup, and she was also very beautiful, without the nobility and coldness of the past, and without the princess elegance of the past, all that was left was the temperament of the girl next door, and the temperament of the girl next door who was completely different from Wang Xiaoting, at this moment she was like a pinch of cool water, completely crystal clear, clear and cool.

Nangong Shishi didn't notice Zhao Xuan's gaze, and concentrated on writing something on Zhao Xuan's lap with small grass, but two blushes appeared on her face at some point, and she didn't know why.

Although Zhao Xuan's skin is very sensitive, Donghua's Chinese character strokes are too many, and Nangong poems are written so fast, Zhao Xuan really can't sense it.

Nangong Shishi finished writing, and then said, "How is it?" Do you feel like I've written something? ”

Zhao Xuan shook his head:

"You treat me as an immortal, you write so many words, I can't feel it, and you write too fast!" If it weren't for Nangong Shishi pressing her legs, Zhao Xuan would have moved her legs away, because writing on her legs with grass was too itchy.

Nangong Shishi said:

"Okay, I'll write slower this time, you feel it with your heart." The tone of the word "heart" in Nangong Shishi's mouth is particularly heavy, which seems to have a special meaning.

Zhao Xuan raised his eyebrows, feeling with his heart, how to feel with his heart when writing on his legs? But well...... With true qi, it is possible!

Zhao Xuan's heart moved, closed his eyes, his true qi instantly traveled to his legs, and the feeling on his legs immediately became very acute, Nangong Shishi began to write words on Zhao Xuan's legs with the tip of the grass, Zhao Xuan sensitively found that these were three words, three very strange words, she wrote faster, even faster than last time, obviously a little excited, Zhao Xuan opened his eyes and looked at Nangong Shishi with doubts in his eyes.

"Do you recognize that?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head slowly:

"I really don't recognize it, you're writing faster this time."

What does this girl mean and why do you write these three words? It's so strange, her status is so detached, compared to herself as a small worker, she is like Snow White on top, how could a princess like a worker? It's also so inexplicable.

Nangong Shishi didn't know that Zhao Xuan already knew the words she wrote, she said softly: "I'm going to write it, you must feel it with your heart this time."

Intentions, intentions, why does she keep mentioning these two words?