What made Zhuo Xuan care too much was what he was doing at that time, so that he ignored such an important doubt?

The fragment in my mind flashed back abruptly. Zhuo Xuan vaguely remembered that at that time, the police officers were crowded outside the door, and Zhang Lian was talking to the middle-aged woman; He focused his attention on the ghostly footsteps...... Now that I think about it, this should have been deliberately done by the middle-aged woman.

People are never willing to believe what others have voluntarily revealed, but prefer to believe the "truth" that they have guessed by their own reasoning.

The Chosen One, who is not very eager to rely on their own abilities to solve puzzles, tend to be more superstitious about what they deduce.

Therefore, what I knew before was just something that was guided step by step by someone to grasp the pain points...... Zhuo Xuan gritted his teeth, he knew that before he and the others left here, the enemy had already determined the identity of his chosen one.

"Zhao Meng, you go back to school by yourself first, I still have something to find Officer Zhang." Zhuo Xuan said quickly, at this moment, he only had the safety of Zhang Lian and the others in his heart.

It was himself who summoned Zhang Lian and the others here, and it was he who was ready to flee at this time.

Even though the beast had left the community, the threat from the Chosen One had not been lifted.

You must know that the Chosen One with tricks is not something that a few police officers with guns can easily handle.

"Zhuo Xuan!"

For some reason, at the moment when he was about to leave, Zhao Menghu opened his mouth to stop Zhuo Xuan, who had already turned around.

Zhuo Xuan was slightly stunned and turned his head habitually. He looked in the direction from which the voice had come from, and a somewhat gray face was reflected in his vision.

"I can't go with you, I'm sorry," Zhao Meng was in a low mood, she looked at the boy in front of her who didn't have much intersection with her on weekdays, but she had a feeling that she was very far away from him.

That kind of mysterious and confusing illusion made Zhao Meng always look at him a few more times inadvertently, and when the danger was about to come, the ghost made the god stand with him.

But that was the end of it.

Zhuo Xuan was stunned in place, at this moment, Zhao Meng's eyes in his eyes were firm, as if he had made some kind of difficult decision. Her figure slowly widened in his pupils, and then, a warm feeling hit his body like electricity, like a dream.

Zhao Meng let go of his arms, his face slightly red.

The hug was like an apology, more like a hint of encouragement.

Just do what you want, and no matter what, you can go back to square one.

"I'm leaving."

The bus stopped steadily near the stop sign, the door opened, Zhao Meng got into the empty carriage, slowly withdrew his nostalgic eyes, and finally disappeared from Zhuo Xuan's sight.

The young man with a blank face still stood in place, as if he was still reminiscing about the sudden hug. His gaze retracted as the bus disappeared into the horizon, and his thoughts wandered, not knowing who he remembered.

It's just that only the light wisp of fresh daisy fragrance always snuggles up to her side and refuses to disperse.

……

Back in the dead silence of the neighborhood, my ears are filled with tinkling construction noises. Zhuo Xuan ignored the restless irritability in his heart, and climbed straight up the stairs.

The narrow corridor became more and more oppressive, and Zhuo Xuan gasped for breath, until the thick bloody breath penetrated his nose, and he realized that he was not far from Hu Wenjun's home.

"Who!"

Zhuo Xuan raised his head in response, and suddenly saw the muzzle of a black hole.

A drop of sweat trickled down his forehead, Zhuo Xuan swallowed his saliva, for fear that the overly nervous police officer would shoot and misfire, and hurriedly said, "It's me, I have something to find Officer Zhang!" ”

The nervous officer breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and a hint of relief flashed on his overly young face: "Officer Zhang has entered, but I still recommend that you wait outside." Inside...... You know. ”

At the first glance of this police officer, Zhuo Xuan's hanging heart returned to its original position at that moment; At this moment, when he heard the words of the young police officer, he couldn't help but relax.

It seems that the Chosen One is not as bold as he imagined.

If she makes a move on these police officers in Tinglin City, I'm afraid it won't be easy to face the muzzle of the black hole.

For example, whether it is the sculpture 173 that can be teleported, the script of "The Tragedy of the Hanged King" that can be disguised to confuse others, or the "Nightmare Eye", which has the trick to infiltrate other people's consciousness at the end, several tricks in his hand are not offensive. Offensive tricks and tricks are very rare, and they are not something that a casual Chosen One can have.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, at least it was enough to prove that Zhang Lian and the others were not in danger.

"Zhuo Xuan?"

Zhang Lian, whose face was gloomy, asked in a surprised voice, even thinking that he had seen a hallucination, obviously it was a surprise for him to meet Zhuo Xuan again at the investigation site.

"Officer Zhang." Zhuo Xuan touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

What excuse should I use now?

"I suddenly thought of something, Officer Zhang, you have to help," Zhuo Xuan said with some embarrassment. He glanced at the young policeman standing on the sidelines, stunned as he walked into the blood-stained room.

"Now I can always say it, God is mysterious." Zhang Lian deliberately bumped Zhuo Xuan with his elbow, but he felt a little sad in his heart. When Zhuo Xuan spoke, Zhang Lian secretly thought that Zhuo Xuan was going to ask about his parents.

For this case, Zhang Lian himself had fought for it, but his superiors strictly forbade him to follow up on this case, which made Zhang Lian always angry, so that he had no shame to face Zhuo Xuan several times.

This police officer, who is full of a sense of justice in his heart, doesn't know when he has been treating Zhuo Xuan as his own brother.

"I think there's something wrong with that aunt," Zhuo Xuan said his worries, adding to the fire, of course, he had avoided as much as possible things about the Chosen and tricks that were incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Zhang Lian listened carefully, his face, which had been a little gray by the bloody scene, was slightly bright, and he said, "It turned out to be this matter. It's okay, I was going to ask again. Didn't she say, the owner of this household...... Hu Wenjun, right, he often quarrels with his wife, and the child often pokes the ceiling with a bamboo pole...... It's a little strange, I didn't find any bamboo poles just now, even the broom rod is covered with a layer of dust, where did the pole come from? ”

"I've already contacted other colleagues in the bureau, and they'll be there in a moment, so you don't have to worry too much about that."

"No, my female classmate," Zhuo Xuan finally held back a reluctantly reasonable reason, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, "She was originally with me, where have I ever seen such a scene." If the murderer is not caught, she will definitely have trouble sleeping. Officer Zhang, you can do it, tell me the progress at any time, and I can comfort her. ”