Shen Xing turned his head and observed for a long time.

Nothing suddenly fell or stood up all around.

It feels like that's the case, maybe the previous few things were just in time, as the so-called no coincidence is not a book.

Shen Xing hurriedly cleaned up briefly, closed the door, and saw the rat hole under the bar again.

It was really annoying, he thought, he had to find something to temporarily plug it up first.

He pulled a random piece of old newspaper from the stack of newspapers his cousin had brought, and was about to wrap it in a ball of paper.

After glancing at the pictures in the newspaper, I couldn't help but smile.

The picture in the newspaper was a poster for a large musical performance with headshots of several young musicians.

Shen Xing immediately recognized where one of them had seen it.

I didn't expect it to be a zombie he pretended, which showed that in front of Mrs. Winston's cottage at St. Ann's College that night, it was actually a fake show, and I had long guessed that it must be a fake show.

Shen Xing changed a piece of newspaper, wrapped it in a ball, and squatted down to plug the mouse hole.

"Hey, there's something like that."

He said, reaching out and pulling it out.

Ha, it's a stack of banknotes, a big stack of banknotes, a small clip of money.

Quickly counting, there are actually 27 large banknotes with a denomination of 1,000 pesos, which is equivalent to the purchasing power of 2,700 yuan.

"Wow, that's a fortune!"

Shen Xing was so excited, he didn't have to think about it, he knew which fool dropped the money, it must be the detective who ate the overlord's meal.

He was so excited and loud.

My cousin came out of the room, looked down through the wooden fence, and asked him in a low voice, "Cousin, what's the matter with you, what have you made rich?" ”

Shen Xing looked up at her and was directly dumbfounded.

The first time I saw my cousin in pajamas.

She, she, she, she's even more beautiful and sexually ...... than the pajama advertising models on TV

Joanne also realized that his expression was wrong.

"Stinky rascal!"

She hurried back into the house and slammed the door shut.

Shen Xing felt that he was so wronged.

How can I be blamed for this? Really, my three views are so correct, God can testify. If it were someone else, I would have had a nosebleed a long time ago, and I would even think about it, but I am already very strong.

……

Shen Xing finished cleaning up.

I also opened a bottle of beer, drank the leftover peanuts from the plate just now, and spread out the newspaper again.

He wanted to sort out his thoughts, and just after being reminded by the detective, he connected a few things, and felt that he was about to have an answer.

All of this must have been the ghost of the late Mrs. Mitchell Winston.

Shen Xing didn't know the concept of demon spirit at this time, and he didn't know what Arnold said about the "call of the newborn demon god", so he simply understood it as a dead soul, and he was wrong to understand it this way.

He believes that Mrs. Winston's ghost has caused a bunch of transcendent killings, and the dead will leave a small note with "Save Me" written on it, including the enchanted student in the classroom who also shouts "Save me", which has attracted the attention of some people, and possibly the Forbidden Order.

Then the detectives of the Detective Bureau disguised themselves as passers-by and infiltrated the scene of the mysterious case, probably to see up close who was worthy of suspicion.

The man who pretended to be a zombie and stole the carriage and wax figure was actually a young musician, who was probably a detective of the Detective Bureau, or an informant of the Detective Bureau, who wanted others to mistakenly think that he had fallen into a demon.

He pretended to be a zombie and hid in his wife's villa, probably looking for something. He may or may not have found it, and in the end he pretended to be a wax figure of his wife playing the piano.

In the end, the two detectives of the Detective Bureau deliberately came late, performed a good show to catch the evil in public, and cleanly "cleaned up" him. No wonder it wasn't enjoyable to watch that day, it turned out to be a fake show. The young musician is not supposed to be dead, perhaps returning to the Detective Bureau with something he might find.

What is the final conclusion?

Shen Xing concluded that someone should be trying to find something to save Mrs. Winston's soul, and that by doing so, he could profit from it, and even get great benefits.

It's possible that Mrs. Winston's ghost will suddenly attach itself to Suspect X and indicate where the object is. So, these people will definitely try to find all the people who might be suspect X and keep them all under control.

I'm already Suspect X now, and those people will definitely come to the door, so the Detective Bureau is also keeping an eye on me.

If you figure it out, then this thing will be easy to do.

It seems that my real troubles have only just begun, and if only I could quickly turn into a big octopus.

Alas, I'm just a poor little octopus now.

However, the little octopus is forced to be anxious, and it will bite!

I feel that Shen Xing's analysis is quite reliable, which shows that he is a little protagonist who loves to use his brain, this kind of person should not appear in Xiaobaiwen.

……

The detective walked out the door, drank the rest of the beer, and tossed the empty bottle into the trash.

He lit a cigarette and quickly walked out of the square of St. Anthony's Cathedral and onto the street outside.

He beckoned to hail a taxi.

He may have to wait for a while, because he only has a few small twenty-peso bills left on him, which is not enough for him to pay for the car.

But he doesn't need it, because he has to take the overlord car later, and he doesn't have to pay at all.

……

The car went away for a long time.

The young detective felt groggy and realized that something was wrong, as if he was drunk, and his stomach was so bad that he wanted to vomit.

But how can a bottle of beer get drunk?

The detective looked out the window of the car again and noticed that something was even more wrong.

How is it on the road in the suburbs?

He angrily scolded the driver, "You're driving in the wrong direction, where is this going?" ”

The driver laughed, "Didn't drive in the wrong direction." ”

"Where do you want to take me?"

"Where do you think I'm going to take you?"

"You're a member of the Forbidden Order!" The detective affirmed.

"Haha, I was guessed by you all of a sudden, and sure enough, it's still a detective from the Detective Bureau."

The detective hurriedly pulled out his gun and realized that soon after he got into the car, he was hit by the other party's ecstasy, so he was groggy, but fortunately woke up in time.

The driver pretended to be casual and chatted with him, "Are you going to pull out a gun and shoot me in the head?" I advise you not to bother so much, or sit quietly, and I'll take you to a fun place now. ”

"Where are you going?"

The detective had put a gun to the back of the driver's head and ordered, "Stop, stop, or I'll shoot." ”

The driver mocked: "It doesn't matter if you shoot or not, if you hold on for another ten minutes, we will soon be in the place, our head, I hope you can be our informant, he wants to talk to you." ”

The detective was furious, "You're not afraid that I'll really shoot you and kill you?" ”

The driver laughed again, "You can't kill me, the bullet in your gun can't pierce my head, if you don't believe it, you can try." Besides, since I dare to drive this car, I am not afraid that you will pull out a gun. ”

The detective pondered his words carefully, and felt that his stomach was very uncomfortable at the moment, the beer he had just drunk was sour in his stomach, and the road was too bumpy, so he couldn't help but want to vomit.

He endured it and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

But I still couldn't hold back, as if I was squirting out, at least a lot of filth from between my fingers.

Filth was splattered everywhere.

Suddenly, the driver tilted his head.

This driver died suddenly!

The speed of the car is very fast, and it is just a moment.

The detective kicked the car door, rushed out, lunged forward, rolled forward on the spot, and quickly stood up unharmed.

The runaway taxi crashed directly into a tree trunk on the side of the road.

It's dangerous.

The detective shook off the filth from his hand, held the gun, aimed it at the cab, and walked slowly over.

Through the glass of the car, I saw the driver lying on the steering wheel, convinced that he was dead.

The detective held the gun tightly and pulled the car door hard, and the driver's body flipped out of the car, and the lower half of his body was still in the car.

The detective flipped over the corpse with his feet, and was stunned for a moment.

"How is this possible?"

If I'm not mistaken, he was included in the list of the most dangerous people, and he was already convinced of the identity of the demon god and evil slave - Gu Lubai, a native of Nanyang, nicknamed "Iron-headed Wolf".

It is worth mentioning that the evil slaves of the demon god are very special transcendentals, their extraordinary abilities come from the rewards of the demon gods, and everyone gets different extraordinary abilities, so their combat power varies greatly.

The martial arts of the evil slave are high and low, some have cultivation, some have no cultivation, the most powerful evil slave's combat power is comparable to the top master, but the worst evil slave's combat power is not lost to the second lieutenant of the Divine Punishment Army, which is much stronger than the average martial arts master.

This corpse that fell to the ground - Gu Lubai, his combat power is equivalent to the second lieutenant of the Divine Punishment Army, he has the extraordinary ability of "invulnerability" given by the demon god, and ordinary bullets cannot penetrate his skin.

The detective examined Gu Lubai's head carefully, took out a dagger, and stabbed him in the head several times.

Sure enough, it was Gu Lubai, the dagger couldn't poke his skull at all, and his scalp couldn't be destroyed.

The detective couldn't figure out why he died suddenly? It's so weird, it's incredible.

The detective secretly rejoiced that it was too difficult to kill Gu Lubai, but it was too easy for him to kill me.

This shows that this detective's combat power may not be as good as a second lieutenant in the Divine Punishment Army. However, the second lieutenant of the Divine Punishment Army was already very strong, because there were still hundreds of people under the second lieutenant's hands, all of whom were powerful cultivators.

The detective ignored one factor, he forgot that he drank Shen Xing's beer, his stomach was uncomfortable, and the beer was vomited out by him again, spraying on the back of Gu Lubai's head, so Gu Lubai died suddenly.

The detective looked around.

It's very remote, and if you want to get a taxi, you have to walk a long way back to the city to get one.

When he pulled out his gun, he found that his wallet had fallen.

Nearly 30,000 pesos were lost, which is equivalent to three and a half days of salary. But compared to fate, this money is nothing.

But at this moment, it is really fatal, it seems that I can only walk back slowly, maybe until dawn.

But what the hell is this place?

It seems to be very close to the church cemetery, and the cemetery is just walking back.

Just now Gu Luber asked me to hold on for another ten minutes, and there seemed to be two places ten minutes away by car, one was the Fisherman's Wharf in Leyte Gulf, and the other was the abandoned Marquis of Yeser's Seastone Castle.

Seastone Castle is a very famous murderous mansion, but the bureau's intelligence reads, "It is likely to be the stronghold of the ghouls of the evil gods." ”

The detective thought about it again and again, so let's go back.

……

Soon pass by the church cemetery on the side of the road.

Intuitively, he noticed fresh tire marks on the road.

So he deliberately turned in, wanting to see who suddenly came to pay tribute to the dead soul so late.

Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong.

It looks like someone is ...... Grave!