Xiao Qiong and Ling Xiaoyun panted and ran from the north of the city to the south of the city, and saw the back of Ito Shaobo sitting in the flower bed on the side of the street.

Not far away, the tour bus was burned to the ground. The wreckage of the car is still emitting wisps of smoke. The scene was a mess. Car windows and broken glass were scattered all over the floor. There was also a remnant arm, severed from the shoulder, and left on the side of the road. On his wrist, he wears a watch. From that watch, it can be concluded that this is Ba Song's arm.

Ling Xiaoyun covered her nose with a handkerchief and circled around the bus, except for this arm, the scene was intact, and the debris was like a goddess scattering flowers.

Ba Song is gone!

The car exploded, and even the driver died! The hope of returning home is even slimmer. was so anxious that Xiao Qiong grabbed Ito Shaobo's collar and roared, "Why? Why is this happening?! ”

This time, Ito Shaobo did not resist, the expression on his face was very guilty and painful, and even a little indifferent. He said like a dream, "I don't know, I really don't know." ”

Seeing that Xiao Qiong was a little out of shape, Ling Xiaoyun showed unprecedented calmness. While stopping Xiao Qiong's reckless behavior, she said step by step: "Don't worry, speak slowly." What the hell is going on? ”

The lethality and soothing power of beautiful women are very powerful. Ling Xiaoyun's words were like a spring breeze, caressing Ito Shaobo's restless heart. Ito Shaobo calmed down and began to tell the story of the incident.

Ba Song and Ito Shaobo drove around the streets and alleys, and it took more than an hour to circle these large and small streets. The streets here are so complicated that you almost get lost in the side streets and alleys. After a while, Ba Song said that he was a little tired from driving continuously these days, and wanted to sleep in the car, so he asked Ito Shaobo to go down and look for it alone. A few minutes after Ito left, there was a loud bang, followed by flames. The bus exploded and shattered the glass of the surrounding houses.

This is a bizarre bombing.

Even if Ling Xiaoyun was the reincarnation of Sherlock Holmes, he couldn't think of a reason. The bus was dismembered and torn apart, and Pa Song was intact except for the arm, which was probably reduced to ashes.

Could it be that someone planted a time bomb on the car?

Judging from his expression, Ito Shaobo, who behaved strangely and had a brutal temperament, was indeed very depressed and helpless. Strong professional sensitivity told Ling Xiaoyun that Ito Shaobo was not a murderer!

So - who is the murderer?

Looking at the messy scene, Ling Xiaoyun sat down next to Ito Shaobo, as if he had forgotten that he was the suspect he wanted to pursue. Now, with Xiao Qiong's strength, it is not impossible to catch Ito Shaobo. But from the moment Ito Shaobo took the initiative to go down to the cliff to save people, Ling Xiaoyun's heart changed his opinion on Ito Shaobo. This seemingly ferocious little Japan is not bad in nature.

After sitting for a while, Ito Shaobo's frustration was finally alleviated, and he changed from silence to initiative: "Can I ask you for one thing?" ”

Is there still a time for such people to ask for help? Xiao Qiong and Ling Xiaoyun were both deeply surprised, and looked at him in a daze, waiting for him to continue.

"Can you stop calling me Little Japan in the future? Actually, I'm only half Japanese. My father is a Chinese studying in Japan, and my mother is Japanese. When I was a teenager, my father was killed by people in the Japanese underworld, and my mother raised me up with bullying and white eyes, so I practiced judo desperately, hoping that one day, I would find the real murderer of my father and kill him with my own hands. I'm so disgusted that you call me Little Japan! ”

Ling Xiaoyun asked coldly, "So you broke Li Liang's hand when you made a move?" ”

"I'm sorry. I was indeed reckless, and I solemnly apologize to you. ”

Ito Shaobo stood up and bowed respectfully to Xiao Qiong and Ling Xiaoyun, making the two of them very embarrassed. The sense of precaution and hatred that originally emerged from his bones faded with that bow.

At this time, Chen Long took Li Liang and Luo Jian to the accident site. When they saw this scene full of devastation, their hearts were extremely heavy. Chen Long picked up Ba Song's severed limb and took off the watch. No one could tell what it was, the mirror was intact, and the time was pointing to 10:15 a.m.

"Who did this?"

Chen Long said angrily, and turned his eyes to Ito Shaobo. Xiao Qiong was worried that Chen Long would make something happen again, further intensifying the conflict, so she suddenly dragged Chen Long, pulled him aside, and said softly: "Believe me, this matter has nothing to do with Ito Shaobo." Someone must have deliberately put a time bomb on the car. The murderer's goal should be to take the lives of all of us. I didn't expect Ba Song to die for us alone. ”

Xiao Qiong's words, how could Long Chen not believe it? He gasped, and fortunately Ba Song was the only one in the car. If everyone were in the car, I am afraid that no one would be able to escape the catastrophe.

Several people wrapped the severed arm in banana leaves and walked to the end of the southern end of Taoyuan Avenue, where the cliff was cut like a knife and axe. That's it, fortunately, the soil is not hard. Ito Shaobo took out a dagger from his pocket, dug it in the ground, buried his broken arm, and built a small mound of dirt that was considered Ba Song's grave.

Chen Long and Xiao Qiong were shocked again, this guy really had a murder weapon. How did he get on the plane? Ito Shaobo saw through everyone's thoughts, and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I don't have a weapon when I go out, and I don't feel sure." This was bought at the Bangkok Night Market. ”

As a samurai, one must carry a weapon. Well, this samurai should be a low-level samurai. A true master, weapons at your fingertips. Chen Long felt the urge to duel in his heart. He has been a special soldier for a few years, a small dagger, who does he want to scare?

"Buried" Ba Song, everyone returned the same way, and the haze in their hearts became heavier and heavier. The tunnel collapsed, Ba Song died, and the car was blown up - a series of things, as if someone had arranged it in the dark.

Next, what will be waiting for them? The unknowability of fate has become a great irony for Xiao Qiong, who is good at metaphysics. Once upon a time, what a beautiful and amazing thing he was. And now, in a foreign country, without the support of the wisdom of his ancestors, he has also become a layman.

This feeling is very similar to being in a cave on the hump's peak. As a master of metaphysics, once you lose the concept of time and space, you will become so mediocre.

Back at Inn No. 6, the news that Xiao Qiong and the others brought back caused a panic. Billionaires like Li Guangliang and Dai Laoliu, who are used to living the life of a Xiangche BMW, suddenly fell into the current embarrassing situation, really uncomfortable, and kept complaining, what the hell is this, the city buildings are so good, there is not even a ghost hair!

Ling Xiaoyun gathered everyone in the lobby, counted the number of people, wanted to have a meeting, and brainstormed, but found that Luo Jian was gone!

Hong Qi said timidly: "I saw him go out with a sketchpad on his back. ”

This painter still has this romantic feeling?! Nameless flames rose in everyone's hearts, and the sense of anxiety continued to ferment.

And that's not all. Misfortune is still happening!

Ding Lan seemed to have fallen into a demon, and muttered in a trance: "Liar, shitty liar!" ”

What's wrong with her?

Seeing that Ding Lan was half crazy and half stupid without symptoms, everyone's mood became even heavier. Of all the people present, only Xiao Qiong and Ding Lan had some personal relationships. She must have something unspeakable? In desperation, Xiao Qiong supported Ding Lan and walked towards the sixth room where she lived.