"Most of the Demon God Fetuses will eventually choose an item as a host, because the item has no will, and when fused, it will become a terrifying monster. Possessing the most terrifying supernatural abilities, it can deceive people's hearts and exude fear. ”

—Excerpt from the Book of Taboos.

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The knock on the door was very urgent, as if he was very impatient, and it was estimated that if he didn't respond, the people outside would slam the door.

Shen Xing felt really annoyed.

If it's the immortal Joe who turns back, then it's okay to say, if it's another gangster, then it's troublesome, I'm just a small octopus now, and it's not enough for people to have chopsticks......

He hurried downstairs.

The people outside were still knocking on the door, as if they were going to smash it.

He shouted, "Who? It's closed, come back tomorrow. ”

But the people outside were very angry, not only did they not respond, but they were still smashing desperately.

I seriously suspect that it may be the plainclothes of the patrol room that my cousin said.

He casually wrung up an empty wine bottle, and regarded it as a bold man.

"It's coming, it's coming."

He said, slowly opening the door.

I saw two people standing outside.

One was a "gentleman" in a police uniform and the other was a "gentleman" in a black dress and a black top hat, both foreigners.

The guy who knocked on the door desperately, after seeing Shen Xing come out, waved the stick in his hand, and was about to smothering him three times on the head, but fortunately, the black dress stopped him.

Shen Xing looked down and saw that this dwarf winter melon bastard looked a bit like an Indian, with a turban wrapped around his head and a darker complexion, and he was sure that he was an Indian. But there doesn't seem to be India as a country on this planet, and there is no geographical concept of India.

Shen Xing understood now, it turned out that you were smashing the door of my house with a wooden stick, no wonder there was such a big movement.

He hurried to the door.

Was it smashed by him? Thankfully not.

The "gentleman" in the black dress, who must have been forty or fifty years old, had a fair face, a pair of beautiful beards on his lips, and a clean chin on the contrary, he was a decent Westerner.

This made Shen Xing suddenly think of Lu Xiaofeng, who had four eyebrows.

This decent Westerner is the famous Inspector Hunter, Inspector Hunter with four eyebrows. Shen Xing also learned his name and this nickname later.

Inspector Hunter grabbed the eager Indian by the shoulder, told him to roll back, and strode in himself.

Shen Xing knew that this foreigner must be a big man, so he also hurriedly stepped back and hid the empty bottle in his hand behind him.

Inspector Hunter looked at him carefully, and suddenly said sternly: "You are the murderer of many murders, we have finally caught you!" ”

"What are you kidding, do you have proof? How can you make random accusations as soon as you meet. Shen Xing was very unhappy.

"Isn't it?"

Inspector Hunter smiled coldly, took a special look at the hand he put behind his back, and said again: "Otherwise, why are you a little weak-hearted, sneaky, in the words of you Chinese, you are a thief with a weak heart!" ”

Shen Xing was very angry, "Why am I weak-hearted?" It's closed in the middle of the night, you are desperately slamming the door with wooden sticks, I asked who it was, and you didn't respond, how do I know it's you, what if it's a gangster, of course I have to be cautious. ”

"What's on your hands?" Detective Hunter asked.

"Empty wine bottles." Shen Xing had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and take out the empty bottle to show him.

The Indian behind the inspector immediately interjected, "That could be the murder weapon." ”

Shen Xing was very unhappy, muttering in his heart, how could the head of the murderous Nima, an empty wine bottle be the murder weapon? A little man who refers to a deer as a horse, and a virtue on earth.

Seeing that the detective was silent, he seemed to be waiting for himself to plead.

Shen Xing had no choice but to explain: "This is a weapon for my legitimate defense, if a gangster breaks into the store to commit a robbery, I will use this to protect my rights, excuse me, this is not illegal, right?" ”

"Not breaking the law." The Inspector replied with a smirk.

The Indian interjected again, "But Detective, in Murder No. 3, the deceased was killed by a wine bottle." ”

Shen Xing wanted to say something.

The Inspector had reached for the empty bottle.

Shen Xing had no choice but to hand it to him, and said helplessly: "Take it, it's just an empty bottle, you are not professional at all, how can this be a murder weapon." ”

Inspector Hunter took the bottle, looked closely, and suddenly frowned, as if he had thought of some important clue.

He sniffed with his nose again, probably sensing something was wrong.

He deliberately moved a few steps, put the bottle on the table, and then stood there quietly to observe it carefully.

Shen Xing almost couldn't hold back his laughter, he felt like a funny actor, in order to scare me, he was deliberately acting, as for it?

Inspector Hunter observed for more than a minute.

Suddenly, as if he were facing a great enemy, he jerked back several steps before he could stand still.

"What's going on?" Shen Xing asked him, thinking that he was like a psychopath, so afraid of an empty bottle, like a mouse suddenly meeting a cat.

The detective said solemnly, "Where did you get this wine bottle?" ”

Shen Xing turned around and pointed to the pile of empty bottles and said, "I just wrung one out of it, and I will sell you all if you want it." Could it be that you are a rag collector and like to pick up empty bottles? ”

"You're the one who collects the rags, and I seriously suspect that this wine bottle is the murder weapon now!"

"Hey, you can eat randomly, you can't talk nonsense, you have to have a basis." Shen Xing was anxious, this is imposing a crime on me, and it is completely unreasonable.

The detective said seriously: "If I'm not mistaken, this empty bottle is either a monster or a seal!" ”

Shen Xing was stunned all of a sudden, and wanted to say what the hell are you talking about? What a monster, what a seal, it's just an empty bottle, the empty bottle in "If the Wine Sells Nothing", do you want me to sing it to you......

Shen Xing said very politely: "You don't want to frame the innocent, then you have to make up a suitable reason, an empty bottle is an empty bottle, how can it be a murder weapon, how can it be a magic weapon seal." ”

"Okay, put this aside for now, someone called the police just now and said that there was a gunshot in your store, what's going on?"

After Inspector Hunter finished speaking, his gaze met Shen Xing's eyes, as if to see if his next expression and movements were normal.

Shen Xing replied naturally: "Yes, there was a sneaky guest who ran in just now, and ran away after inexplicably firing a few shots, so I closed the door tightly, I was afraid that another psychopath would knock on the door, and the result was really ...... Let me guess right, it's a bit of a decay. ”

The last sentence was said very quietly, as if I was a little embarrassed, how did I know that you were also nervous guests? As soon as I came in, I was more energetic than an empty bottle.

"What does he look like?" The Inspector asked again.

"Foreigners, fifty or sixty years old, not tall, with dark freckles on their faces."

"Did he rob his belongings?"

"No, he might be a madman."

"Where did you shoot the gun, did anyone get shot?"

Inspector Hunter spoke quickly, barely paused, not giving Shen Xing time to react.

Shen Xing didn't even think about it, so he looked at the counter and signaled that it was the scene of the shooting.

But strangely, why is the blood on the ground gone?

Shen Xing immediately added: "No one was shot, I guess he was playing with it, just like setting off firecrackers." ”

Inspector Hunter walked over slowly, crouching down on the ground again.

The ground was a little dirty, there was a lot of dust, and it was obvious that it had not been cleaned, and if there was blood, it would definitely not escape his eyes.

He glanced up at Shen Xing, which means that you are too lazy and don't clean it when it closes, are you really running the bar with your heart? You can't be doing the business of "selling dog meat on the head of a sheep", right?

Inspector Hunter rubbed his fingers on the ground.

A thick layer of dust immediately stuck to the fingers.

He put it closer and looked at it carefully, looked at it for a long time, and then put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

Squatting on the ground, Inspector Hunter choked on the dust, his lips and nose were covered with dust.

He couldn't help but sneeze.

He looked up at Shen Xing and the Indian again.

Feeling strange, the two of them ...... It's like turning a blind eye.

The Indian hurriedly asked him, "Inspector, what's going on?" ”

"Didn't you feel a sudden gust of wind just now?"

"Nope." The Indians felt strange, and deliberately looked up at Shen Xing, wanting to confirm the answer from him.

Shen Xing was also stunned, but said casually: "Maybe the door is not closed, I feel cold under my feet." ”

The Indian looked down at his feet, he was wearing long leather boots with strips of cloth tied around his legs.

Detective Hunter didn't delve into the matter anymore.

He took out a small flashlight and shone it into all the crevices and corners of the ground, probably looking for a warhead or a shell, right?

He seemed to be very interested in the rat hole in the corner of the counter, so he deliberately lay down, lowered his head under the table, looked at it closely, and shone his flashlight into the rat hole.

There was nothing in the cave, only dust and a few finely crumbled peanut shells, which had not been cleaned for a long time.

Just as he was about to turn off his flashlight and stand up.

Suddenly frightened!

The Inspector sees a terrifying eye!

A large bloodshot eye suddenly flashed out of the mouse hole, and it was also looking out, staring at him.