Chapter 39: 33, Templar Killer
Zhong Qingliu grabbed the stunned Rin with one hand, cast a hidden magic trick and swaggered back to the church.
In the church, Yan Fengli is still praying there.
Zhong Qingliu kicked open the door and shouted loudly
"Old man, I've already arrested the man, what should I do next?"
Yan Fengli's half-squinted eyes opened a little, glanced at Rin and said calmly
"Let's lock her up in the basement and take a few pictures."
"Na na, old man, he looks kind on the surface, but he doesn't treat children mercilessly at all."
"As long as I do something good for the church, even if my hands are covered with blood, the Lord will forgive me, right?"
Zhong Qingliu shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Sort of!" With that, he walked to the basement with the unconscious Rin in one hand.
After a while, Zhong Qingliu walked up, still holding a few photos of Rin tied up with a rope.
"Old man, I've got the stuff ready."
"Well, then ask Miss Zhong Qingliu to send it over now."
"Hey, old man, are you kidding me?" Zhong Qingliu's eyes were confused, and he said in a calm tone: "It's a servant on the other side!" β
Yan Fengli asked puzzled
"Is there anything wrong with you, as a substitute, giving your life for the Lord?"
"So, you're trying to kill me." Zhong Qingliu had already put his right hand in his pocket, and as long as Yan Fengli was making the slightest movement, he would immediately pull out his gun and fight back.
Yan Fengli also asked with a smile
"And what do you have a good idea?"
"The guy who came here that day also said that the level of the Calet position is extremely high, and any lifeform and objects with magical fluctuations will definitely be detected if they enter the vicinity, right?"
"That's right."
"Isn't that enough? Since something magical doesn't work, use technology. β
"Technology?"
"Well, that's right, technology."
"I want to hear about it"
Zhong Qingliu also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yan Fengli was moving. To be honest, Yan Fengli brought her a strong sense of oppression just now, and she didn't necessarily be the opponent of that old man if she really started.
Zhong Qingliu put the suitcase she had been holding on the seat and opened it calmly under Yan Fenglizheng's gaze.
What caught Yan Fenglizheng's eyes was a strange thing, made of metal throughout, with four propellers at the four corners, which was a bit similar to a helicopter.
"What is this?"
"This is China's latest research and development treasure - drones."
"Drones?"
"That's right, with it we can give the pictures directly to those kids."
"This thing is so wonderful?"
"I'll show you." Zhong Qingliu skillfully took out and assembled the drone, and manipulated it right in front of Yan Fenglizheng's eyes.
"There is not even the slightest fluctuation of magic power," Yan Fengli was stunned as he looked at the flying machine in the sky, and said stupidly, "With such a divine object, this battle will be won." β
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Kiri-taku
Sakura, Shinji and Fat Tiger are playing in Sakura's room.
To be precise, it was Sakura quietly reading the book on the side, and Shinji and Fat Tiger were playing electric.
As if he had been playing for too long, Shinji Maki rubbed his eyes and complained
"Damn, Fat Tiger, why are you so powerful?"
Fat Tiger still stared at the screen, and replied without turning his head
"Of course, I've grown up playing."
And Sakura, who had been quietly reading the book on the side, also raised her head at this time, looked at Shinji and said softly
"Brother, if you look at the TV screen for too long, you need to look outside to relieve your eyes, otherwise you will be short-sighted in the future."
"Well, I see, but Sakura-chan you know a lot."
"Of course," Fat Tiger interjected into the conversation between the two, "Sakura reads every day, can she know much?" β
"Cut, you guy still talk about me, don't you also play video games every day?"
"How can that be the same?" Fat Tiger's voice unconsciously rose, "I'm going to be a magician!" β
Suddenly, the whole bedroom fell silent. Although the dirty inkstone of Jian Tong has died, I don't know why Jian Tong Shinji still wants to be a magician, so Yan Ye also came to plead with Qin Feng, and Qin Feng naturally readily agreed in the face of this little thing. But Shinji's talent is really poor, even if it is developed, Shinji is only equivalent to a magician who does not enter the stream. Shinji was also depressed for several days because of this.
Fat Tiger also realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, put down the electric handle in his hand, and Shanshan came to Shinji Makiri's side and patted Shinji on the shoulder.
"Shinji, I'm sorry, I shouldn't..."
"Alright, no more talk." Shen Eryi slapped the fat tiger's hand down, "Magician or something, it doesn't matter at all." Even if I can't be a magician, I'm the best. β
Sakura also closed the book, looked at Shinji, tilted her head and said with a smile
"Well, my brother is the best."
Shinji's face also turned red, and he said busily
"Well, of course! Me, I went to the window to look at the scenery outside and soothe my eyes. β
With that, Shinji ran away and left.
"Shinji, this guy must be shy."
Sakura also covered her mouth with the back of her hand and chuckled softly.
"Hey, Sakura, Fat Tiger, come and see."
"See what?" Fat Tiger crossed his hands behind his head, and said as he walked, "Is it to look at Shinji's big red face?" β
"I'm not kidding, come here."
The two of them heard that Shinji didn't seem to be joking, so they hurried to the window.
"How could you have broken such a big hole?"
The original window had been punched with a large hole, and debris was splattered all over the room.
"Looks like it's here to throw this." Shinji was holding a large yellow paper bag in his hand and was unwrapping it.
"It's like a picture of a child."
Sakura looked at the yellow paper bag that had been opened, and one of the photos had been taken out by Shinji.
Sakura's pupils shrank when she saw the picture clearly, "That's... Rin"
"Brother, show me that thing."
Shinji heard Sakura's anxious tone, and without the slightest hesitation, he threw the yellow paper bag to Sakura.
Sakura poured out all the photos and looked at them closely.
Sure enough, this is Rin, she was kidnapped? No, you have to hurry up and find Uncle Yanye.
"Sakura," the fat tiger called Sakura, pointing to a piece of paper on the ground and said, "There seems to be another letter." β
Sakura looked closely, and sure enough, a letter was poured out when she had just poured the photo.
Sakura hurriedly opened the letter and read it.
ββββββ Dividing Lineββββββ
I read that book today and I felt a lot. It is impossible for most new writers to sign a contract after writing 30,000 words. But I'm an exception.
Is it how good is the book I wrote?
No, I still have a bit of a 13 count in my mind.
Only thanks to my editor, thank you.