"There are results in facial recognition, this man is a drug dealer, and he has a lot of criminal records. The pen www.biquge.info can start with his drug inventory, and maybe find out who wants him dead. ”

"Drug dealers? Such a person should have a lot of enemies, and there should be a lot of people who want him to die. ”

"There are many people who think so, but not many who are really capable of doing it."

Tang Tu hung up Regis's phone and continued to look for possible clues at the scene, while Van Gogh was still looking up to admire the works left by the superpowers.

Tang Tu found a package at the bottom of the stairs that looked like it was ownerless, or its owner was dead.

Tang Tu squatted to open the package, and suddenly, a neon beam hit the package.

Tang Tu was startled, and immediately turned over to measure the roll, and then he looked up in the direction where the beam was coming from, and found that there was a superpower gathering energy on the high platform opposite.

"Get out of the way!" Tang Tu yelled.

Almost at the same time, the superpower on the opposite side completed the energy gathering, and another neon beam hit.

Tang Tu rolled sideways again, then got up neatly, turned into fireworks and flew into the ventilation duct to the roof of the building, and then flew into the smoke and flew to the high platform opposite.

The opponent missed both attacks, and he didn't love fighting, so he turned around and fled. His speed was very fast, so fast that Tang Tu couldn't even see people clearly, but the neon light trail left in the air revealed the other party's location.

"This kind of combat method is too high-profile..."Tang Tu couldn't help but sigh again.

Thankfully, it's daytime, and it's even more visible at night, and it's even more visible if you want to pretend you can't see it.

The other party is not only fast, but also fast, he turned around to attack Tang Tu while running, Tang Tu can only dodge left and right, and now he can't even see the other party's face or even the clothes the other party is wearing.

"Hey, don't attack, I'm not your enemy, I'm the same as you, I just have something I want to ask you."

Tang Tu shouted loudly, hoping that the other party would not stop, but obviously the other party did not believe Tang Tu.

"Don't run, I won't hurt you!"

Tang Tu stood on the roof of the house, watching the other party run onto the highway and then onto the elevated road, and then the whole person disappeared into the sky.

"Fog grass, this speed... It's true. Superman. ”

Tang Tu stared at the light strip left by the other party, looked at the surrounding situation again, and dialed Regis's phone, "Dude, let the other party escape... No, it should be said that the other party ran away, his speed is too fast, if my smoke is the speed of sound, then he is the speed of light, and I have no chance of catching up with him.

However, I also noticed that every time he gathered energy, the neon board behind him would dim slightly. I think that's where his energy comes from, and I'm going to go back and check out those boards and maybe find something. ”

Tang Tu returned to the high platform where he found the other party at the beginning, and climbed down the ladder to the back of the neon billboard, where Van Gogh was already there.

"What did you find?" Tang Tu asked.

Van Gogh pointed to the pile of underwear hanging there, "Obviously, this supernatural is a woman. ”

"Maybe it's a lewd lover of women's lingerie."

"Poof, you take a closer look at the things here, the trinkets that can be seen at hand, the books that are half read, the handwriting on the walls, and the smell of here... These all reveal that the other party is a woman.

The most important thing is those pairs of shoes, if the other party is just a lover of women's clothing, then the size of the shoes is not right, so, these things show that the other party is a real woman. ”

"Uh-huh...'Brandt'? The other party writes the name 'Blat' with neon light, which must have a special meaning. ”

Tang Tu took a picture of the scene and sent it to Regis.

"Friend, come and see, this girl is a genius, she actually finished a painting on two different planes."

Van Gogh shouted excitedly, and on one side of the platform was a wooden plank with half a human face drawn in neon light, and a half face on a wall below the platform, and when standing in the right position and looking down, the two halves would become one.

"Who is this man? That Brant? Tang Tu asked while sending the photo.

Regis soon had news from his side, "The comparison has a result, this person's name is 'Brandt. Walker', who was arrested two years ago for a misdemeanor drug possession, but was found dead in an alley two months later with a single puncture wound to the chest, the murder weapon unknown, and I will pass on the address to you. This female superpower must have something to do with drug dealers. ”

Tang Tu and Van Gogh arrived near the address given by St. Regis, where a few thugs who didn't look like good people were around.

"It should be a drug dealer, or a drug dealer's subordinate." Van Gogh said as he lay on his stomach in the grass.

"Uh-huh, I'll go up and subdue them, you wait here." Tang Tu said.

"I can help you with this, but I'm also a superpower, I still know the basic skills of smoke, and there should be no problem dealing with a few drug dealers." Van Gogh said.

Tang Tu had already jumped out first, because he came out first, which naturally attracted most of the other party's firepower, Van Gogh followed behind him, and the two of them quickly subdued several drug dealers.

"I actually have a good value," Van Gogh said, "My kindness is almost a thousand, I don't know if I will complete the task this time when it is full of 1,000." ”

"It is everyone's responsibility to eradicate crime." Tang Tu said.

Tang Tu and Van Gogh entered through the passage next to them.

A mourning hall is laid out in a narrow alley, and the blue neon light leaves strings of "Brant", which form a swirl and converge into a dot behind a posthumous image.

Tang Tu looked at the statue placed on the mourning hall, "This is Brant?" ”

Van Gogh's focus was on the neon strings, "It's perfect, the shape and position of this vortex... This female superpower is definitely an artist. ”

"Gao Gao, don't forget that she's a murderer, okay? And it's a master. We're good people now, and we haven't even killed a single person. ”

"She killed drug dealers, understandably."

"Well, those people are really innocent."

Van Gogh followed the glowing string of words and found another painting that he admired.

This time, on a wooden panel, the other party painted Brant in blue neon light, he sat on a chair, his face was serene and serene, he looked to the side, and the wall next to him was painted with beautiful flowers.

"Missing... The other party is really not Brandt's relative, that is, his girlfriend, and it is a very close relationship. Van Gogh said.

Tang Tu also walked over, "Wait a minute, there is a chair next to it, and what is placed on the table is... Seafood soup? So she came here with takeout, drinking soup with Neon Brant and talking about home? (To be continued.) )