Zhao Xuan also came up secretly, otherwise the company would not let him come up.

Quietly, the sound of the flute sounded, in the high-altitude hunting wind, the sound seemed very small, but it could not be ignored, the shallow and faint sound seemed to overflow like a tide, filling every space.

The roof of this building is slightly empty, obviously planned, but there are still some steel pipes exposed, full of modern atmosphere, Zhao Xuan sat on a steel pipe, quite drunk and dancing alone.

In Zhao Xuan's flute, there seemed to be a white elf dancing with the wind, dancing elegantly and nobly; It is as if there are dazzling roses blooming one after another, wafting out the fragrance of music; Sometimes it is like a mountain spring meandering from the valley, flowing slowly, euphemistically continuous; Sometimes it is like the song of a fairy, like the spring breeze green over the field, like the bamboo forest with bamboo shoots falling into the shell; If the sound of frogs should be harmonious, it is like the sound of waves lapping on the shore; It is as if a bright moon shines in the dark night, and like children chasing kites, it is really refreshing and intoxicating.

In the hunting wind, Zhao Xuan's flute sound is so small, it is like a straw in the big river, and it seems to be a drop of water in the Yangtze River, it seems to be submerged, but it does exist.

So quiet.

So quiet.

Just like Zhao Xuan's heart.

The sound of the piano in the dust, the moon is bright. When Shen Yi was relaxed, a breeze suddenly rose and fell. There were wisps of piano sound in the distance, melodious, and inexplicable rhyme reverberated in the bowels. Although the sound of the flute is like a complaint, all the best times, the most brilliant wind and frost, or the original appearance, are slowly flowing in this music. The sound of the flute is like a complaint, as if after a thousand sails, looking at the years to clarify the heart, and as if in the sea, precipitating all the magnificent waves. After understanding, under every note, there is a beautiful or poignant past.

The sweetness of the encounter, the bitterness of loneliness, the sad days, and the painful betrayal are all memories of the past.

Colorful, transparent, intoxicating tones! With the people who listen to the music, they dream back to their first love, dream of returning to their homeland, and dream back to the morning dew of life, resting sweetly in the arms of the flute, telling infinite reverie.

The world of piccolo interprets Lang's feelings with flowing notes.

After a long time, after the song was finished, he stood on the high platform and looked up abruptly.

The stars hung high, brilliantly, and at this moment, the whole heart was opened.

The night was getting deeper, Zhao Xuan went downstairs, went back to the house, and at some point, fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again and woke up, it was already dusk, Zhao Xuan felt a little dry and prepared to go downstairs to buy something to drink.

………

Huaicheng is a large city with a population of 5 million, of which about 1 million are migrants, and it is very difficult to check the population in this city.

Li Xiuli has been working for a day, and she feels that her head is a little big, anyway, it is time to get off work, so she said hello to her colleagues, took off her police uniform and went out to eat.

Now for the sake of their own safety, police officers generally do not wear police uniforms unless they travel in a group, and the knife killer is so powerful that no one is confident that they can escape from his hands in a one-on-one situation.

The people in the police station are still busy, and now everyone is about to be anxious, the level of the flying knife killer's concealment is too high, and he doesn't seem to have any intention of leaving Huaicheng at all, he is in the dark, the police are in the light, his presence has exerted great pressure on the police, if it continues like this, the police will collapse first!

Because they don't know if they will be the next to die at his hands.

Zhao Xuan sat quietly in the café, this is usually the place where he hunts for beauty, and he can also hunt quite beautiful women here, but Zhao Xuan didn't come here today to find a woman, he just wanted to drink a cup of coffee to moisten his mouth.

In the eyes of the waiter in this café, Zhao Xuan seemed to be here for leisure, because he had been sitting here for a whole hour, and this hour had passed, he had only drunk a cup of coffee, and he hadn't finished it, this cup of coffee was already cold, and he still drank it, isn't this here for leisure?

Zhao Xuan is indeed here to pass the incident, at this moment he is looking at the street, there are a lot of people at this intersection, there are many men, there are many women, sitting in this corner of Zhao Xuan, he can see a lot of beauties, big breasts, big butts, and long legs.

But these are not the point, Zhao Xuan is sitting here, mainly to wait for someone.

This person, he has wanted to see for a long time.

He's waiting for that killer!

Knife Killer.

Zhao Xuan believed that as long as that person was unwilling to leave Huaicheng, then they would meet one day.

His skills are so superb, he must have had an experience that is different from ordinary people.

Zhao Xuan suddenly remembered the young man he met that day, that young man walked like a tiger, his spirit seemed to be at his peak at any time, and he had a unique temperament on his body, like the temperament of a master.

Could it be that the young man is the knife killer?

Zhao Xuan wasn't sure.

Because he didn't feel the murderous aura in the young man's body.

If it is said that such a decisive killer has no murderous aura on his body, Zhao Xuan can only say that it is strange!

Just when Zhao Xuan was thinking, suddenly, several beautiful legs with white flowers appeared in front of his eyes, these legs were thin and long, and the skin was white and tender, Zhao Xuan looked up along these two pairs of legs, and saw the towering breasts, the figure of the woman under the pencil skirt was really mouthwatering, but when Zhao Xuan saw the faces of these two women, he was stunned.

For no other reason, just because he knew these two women too well.

What are these two doing here?

Zhao Xuan suddenly remembered the topic the two of them had talked about together last time.

Is it difficult or about the case?

One is a police officer, the other is a journalist! Hey, these two women really have a tacit understanding.

Sure enough, the two entered the café and sat not far from Zhao Xuan, Zhao Xuan turned slightly sideways, just so that the two girls could not see his face, he faced the crossroads, but his ears were propped up, listening to the conversation between the two.

Liu Xin said softly:

"Has anything happened lately?"

Li Xiuli let out a long sigh:

"You reporters are looking forward to accidents every day, but we police officers are worried these days...... "Ah......h

Liu Xin sighed and said:

"Who said that we hope that something happens every day, you don't know, these articles are uncomfortable for us reporters, and those readers are uncomfortable to watch, and only those bad guys are happy when they watch them!"

There is sadness in Li Xiuli's words:

"During this time, more than forty of our colleagues died."

Zhao Xuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, more than forty, there are so many? This bastard is so black?

Zhao Xuan's hand was clenched tightly, he acted quickly to do his own thing, and he was also jealous and hateful, but he never killed if he could not kill him, didn't this person have a little conscience in his heart?

No!

Wrong! You shouldn't talk about conscience with such people!

Zhao Xuan's heart was angry, it was anger, it was the raging anger that wanted to compete with the flying knife killer!

Since learning the Xiaoxiang Technique, Zhao Xuan's emotions have rarely fluctuated greatly, and he can control his emotions and thoughts very comfortably, so that he can stay calm all the time.

But at this moment, Zhao Xuan felt that his chest was filled with a kind of anger that wanted to tear the living alive.

Liu Xin asked:

"More than forty, how many people died?"

Li Xiuli said:

"Let me do the math, the day before yesterday it was thirty-seven, now add three, add one, add two, uh, a total of forty-three......"

Liu Xin frowned and said:

"He said he wanted to pay it back twice, and they died twenty-two, so he should have killed forty-four, but why is there one less?"

Li Xiuli nodded and said:

"yes, he showed up once yesterday and didn't show up again today......"

Liu Xin said nervously:

"It's too easy for this killer to kill one more person, why doesn't he do it?"

Hearing Liu Xin's words, Zhao Xuan sat up straight, his face became heavy, because he suddenly thought of a possibility, if this was true, then the result would be very serious.

Li Xiuli looked at Liu Xin nervously:

"Why!"

The two women looked at each other, their eyes were shocked, and the two of them were not stupid, and many things were easy to understand.

Liu Xin said nervously:

"Could it be that this man is planning a murder of all weight?"

Li Xiuli stood up:

"At present, the people who are dead are ordinary policemen, maybe what you said is very likely! This man is already in a state of madness, he can do anything! He wants revenge, revenge for his brother! ”

Liu Xin looked at Li Xiuli, silent, with nervousness in her eyes and more concern.

Li Xiuli's face became more and more ugly, she got up, and said hurriedly:

"I'll go first, call me if there's anything." With that, he hurried away.

Looking at Li Xiuli's distant back, Zhao Xuan fell into deep thought, his thoughts coincided with the two women, the flying knife killer was extremely rampant, in order to avenge his dead brothers, he could kill forty-three policemen in a row, but he inexplicably stopped, there was still a person from his target, so it was very likely that he was planning an extremely weighty murder!

This man is really rampant!

It's just a matter of paying it back twice, and now it's getting more and more excessive, is he really not afraid of death?

Even if he is in the face of the police bullets, he may not be able to escape unscathed, is this person so confident? In order to avenge his brother, he did this earth-shattering part.

In fact, Zhao Xuan, Liu Xin and Li Xiuli all guessed wrong, this killer doesn't care about any companions, he just feels that his royal dignity has been provoked, and he can't bear such a provocation and comes to retaliate!

Liu Xin also sat in her place, deep in thought, as a reporter, she must have keen insight, she was worried about the next move of this killer, if he really did this, then Huaicheng would definitely set off an unprecedented storm!

She couldn't imagine what Huaicheng would become when the time came.

"Miss Liu, we are quite fated, we can meet everywhere."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came, and Liu Xin looked up and saw a familiar face and a familiar smile.

Liu Xin said in surprise:

"Why are you everywhere!"