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In a luxurious five-star hotel, there stood a beautiful woman in front of her, her skin was fair and delicate as silk, her face was beautiful and charming, and her narrow and beautiful eyes revealed a silky tenderness. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the two of them are wrapped up in each other, for some reason he feels that he doesn't seem to be himself, the woman in front of him seems to be familiar but he doesn't know who it is, why he is so affectionate together.

Suddenly, the scene changed in front of him, and the woman in his arms was already lying on the ground, a giant sword stuck in her chest, covered in blood. The scarlet blood was particularly dazzling on her fair skin, and inexplicably he seemed to have a mouthful of old blood in his chest that he could not let go, and a heavy sadness and remorse occupied his brain and spread all over his body.

"Ah~."

Murning sat up with a scream, breathing heavily, only to feel his mouth and tongue dry and his throat burning uncomfortably. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to his body coldly. He looked around, it looked like a single room in a small hotel, and the berserker's massive body looked particularly bloated in this small room.

The Berserker was clearly unconscious, his black armor covered in cobweb-like cracks, some of which had peeled off, revealing that his face and arms were devoid of intact skin, and were all bright red flesh.

Mourning calmed down a little and sorted out his thoughts, yesterday because he tried to store the archers but gave others the opportunity to release the treasure, and the berserker took the powerful opponent treasure head-on and was already seriously injured. He seems to have used something strange in order to avoid the other party's treasure, and he can't remember what stunts he used, but he vaguely felt that someone had taught him, a very important friend.

Murning got out of bed, looked at the Berserker's miserable face, and walked into the toilet to face the faucet, his wet forehead hair covering his eyes.

There was no water in the room, so he poured a few sips of tap water directly.

Sitting on the bed, Murning looked at the note left by the cavalry, and the ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped in his heart, you don't dare to write human words, how can you understand that this Nima is all ancient Chinese?

But in fact, even if you can't read the note left by the cavalry, you can roughly know what he meant, and it is estimated that he owes him a personal favor or something, and the cooperation will be long-term or something in the future. Murning himself was very surprised that the cavalry would come to his aid, he only went to the cavalry once, and did not give him any benefit, and the cavalry actually came to save him.

Naturally, he didn't know what had happened in the previous life, but he vaguely guessed that something must be out of his control.

He quietly watched the berserker's unconscious appearance and began to think about his next plan, the berserker was seriously injured and his "tenacity" alone was definitely not enough, it would be too slow to recover, and the berserker needed to be treated. When he turned on the "Vision", he saw that there were not only masters and servants in this city with magical powers, but also some local magicians, who might be able to get help or cooperation.

After a night of attrition, Mindin is still far from recovering, and the activation of Inherent Time Domination resembles a small Inherent Barrier, which shows the magnitude of Monkin's mana consumption.

According to his plan, he had to get the money first, then send the Berserker to the hospital for treatment, and then go out to fight when both he and the Berserker were in excellent condition. Money is the most difficult, he did take some when he found a place to live, but it is really not enough for the treatment of berserkers, he needs a huge amount of wealth.

He found a place where he borrowed a loan shark, borrowed a million to mortgage the house he had robbed earlier, changed the berserker into a modern outfit, and called an ambulance to take the berserker to the hospital, but the answer given by the hospital was that it needed a more detailed examination.

When Murning came back from eating, he was suddenly controlled by plainclothes and brought back to the police. Bureau.

In the interrogation room, Mourning sat in a restraint chair, his hands handcuffed around the arms of the chair. If it's a petty theft, there is no such treatment, generally he is directly handcuffed and squatted in the corner of the wall, and then he is beaten with a head and face, and after the beating, you can only eat deflated and say that you fell by yourself.

But he is now involved in a murder case, and this kind of big case has a special task force, supervised by people above the captain of the brigade, and the whole interrogation process is transparent, and the people below are a lot more peaceful.

"Name, gender, home address, what kind of work do you do?" Sitting opposite the policeman. The member asked sharply.

"My name is Murning, my gender is male, I have no place to live and nothing to do." Murning replied in a dignified manner, this was the thirteenth time he had answered this question. The staff asked so many questions over and over again that Mourning's ears were almost calloused.

"You don't have to be here with me ruffian, I tell you, when you come in, you are confessing leniently, resisting strictly, that friend in your hospital is now involved in a murder case, do you know how serious this is, if you help him to play sloppy, you are an accomplice, and you will be punished. Responsibility. "The policeman sitting across from him. The officer slapped the table angrily and yelled that such a stern threat might be able to deter some of the less determined thugs, but Mooning didn't feel the slightest feeling, because he had heard this line ten times.

"I know, but I don't know if he killed someone, I'm just helping him heal, if you have any questions, wait for him to wake up and ask him directly, okay?" Murning said impatiently, "And the questions you asked me are so many times that you are retarded?" Told you so many times that you can't understand? ”

"What did you say?" Alarm. The officer glared angrily, he has seen a lot of gangsters like Murning, if it is an ordinary case, this guy must not be obediently admitted, and the beating is light. But now that the camera is recording, what can the leaders outside do when they look at themselves? Get started? Even if the leader acquiesces, once the news leaks out, it is a big deal, but it is not suspended for investigation and handling, and it can be dealt with in the past. Punishment, he is going to bear the law. legal responsibility.

"Director, this guy looks like a habitual offender, and he is very resistant to interrogation. But we can't find his information, it's like there has never been this person, it's a black. Household. "Just outside this one-sided transparent glass, the police. Inspectorate. The chief was watching the whole process of the trial, and the police officer next to him. staff introduced.

"Since he is a habitual offender, he must have a criminal record, check it for me, and check it with the national information, I don't believe that I can't catch him." The director took a sip of water and said, "What about the suspect?" ”

"He was still unconscious, and the doctors said he was almost like he had been hit by a 120-mile truck, and he didn't know why he still had signs of life." The police on the side. The officer replied, and the director sighed, there have been many problems in the past two days, and the dragon that appeared last night still needs them to refute the rumors, and he has not closed his eyes for nearly thirty-six hours.

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