Forty-Nine Priests

Leng Qiu is confident that he has followed "No Shadow" and experienced a lot of ups and downs. I've seen quite a few characters. No one else has ever been able to give him such an uncanny strange feeling as the priest in front of him. Like scared. It's like respect. It's like love. It's like a horror ...... This indescribable sensation rushed through his whole body in an instant at an incredible speed. He couldn't help but tremble:

"You. . . Who are you?"

The priest looked out the window at the panicked crowd not far away. I looked at Leng Qiu, who was alertly holding a gun and aiming at him. Slowly place your hands in front of your chest. A cross was drawn:

"It seems. Yan has indeed trained a group of terrible monsters to come out."

As soon as I heard the name of Yan. Cold autumn seems to have been struck by lightning. suddenly remembered Hu Ling's promise (as long as you kill Lin Zichen, you can officially become "Shadowless").The pupils instantly widened.The eyeballs were full of excited bloodshots:

"Fuck off...... Fuck off. An eyesore, bastard."

"Bang." Bang." Bang "...... Without warning. Leng Qiu suddenly picked up his gun and shot wildly at the priest. One by one, the bullets rushed out of the chamber. Shot the whole room into a hornet's nest.

After a puff of smoke. The cold autumn ahead is empty. As if the priest just now was just a hallucination. Leng Qiu couldn't help but be taken aback. He is confident in his marksmanship. Hardly anyone could escape his range of sight at such close range. A frustration that I had almost never felt before suddenly came to my heart. Along with the . And a fear of not being able to defeat the monster in front of me.

"The Lord said. Do not follow the crowd in evil; Alas. O lost man! Do you know God is groaning for you?"

The priest's voice suddenly echoed through the room. Leng Qiu was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat. Such a profound concealment technique. Maybe even above Mr. "Ghost Ghost...... No way. There is absolutely no such thing.

"Shut up. Shut up for me." Leng Qiu suddenly went crazy. Pick up the gun again and fire aimlessly in four rounds. It didn't stop until the bullets were almost finished. Gasping for air." Call. Call. God. God...... What is God. Where is God? I want to believe in God...... But why did God let my parents abandon me when I was less than three months old...... Why did God put me in such a bad way? Why doesn't God punish sinners who have sinned and have fun...... Why. You tell me why."

“...... Everything in the world. God. Own arrangement." The priest suddenly appeared in front of Leng Qiu's eyes again. Accompanied by a singular scent.

Leng Qiu looked up. Suddenly, I saw the priest floating high in the air. There is a golden glow all around the body. He was stunned. The whole person seemed to be lost...... Suddenly. What did he remember...... The strange smell I smelled just now...... Could this be the hypnotic incense of the "hypnotist". How can it be...... But when he thought about it. Consciousness suddenly blurred. I suddenly felt weakness in my limbs...... This. Could it be the "tasteless drunkenness" of "poison......

"You...... What exactly is the divine ......" Leng Qiu's consciousness was completely blurred before. Can't help but ask such a question.

The priest walked slowly from the corner outside the door. Looking at Leng Qiu who fainted with compassion. Sighed softly. He looked up at the window again. The screaming police cars were already surrounding the attacking café. Xiao Liu and his subordinates also evacuated in time. Chu Ming is due to the special identity and environmental considerations. had to leave the anesthetized Lin Zichen to the police who rushed to the scene. Slipped away quietly.

"Hey. Cold Autumn. The matter has not been resolved." Suddenly. Leng Qiu's communication headset came Hu Ling's excited voice. In not. Speak. Cold autumn."

Hu Ling's voice was heard. A slight ripple appeared on the priest's calm face (Hu Ling was his former partner), and he walked over to pick up the headphones and replied in an almost completely cold voice (the voice-changing ability of the Thousand-Faced Demon):

"Mission accomplished."

"Really."

The priest hung up the headphones. Cut off communication with Hu Ling.

......

"Hey. Keita (Keita Asakura. The first chapter of the case is present. In order to send the Japanese parliamentarian to secretly enter the country to investigate the 'Iori incident')." After putting down Leng Qiu's headphones. The priest pulled out a cell phone. Said unhurriedly. Mr. Chu Mingjun is safe for the time being."

"Yes. Thank you very much. Ming." Over there. A male voice in stiff Chinese sounded."' DDT's plans for the detectives. How far have we go?"

"Keita. You don't have to speak Chinese like that. You can speak Japanese to me."

“...... All right. Let me exercise the Chinese language by the way. It may be needed in large quantities later. In a word. What is the situation now?"

"As Bai Feiyu reported to you. Their plan is almost successful. It's just that...... Something went wrong in the end."

"What's the situation."

"Political Commissar Lin Zichen was unable to tell Chu Mingjun the information that 'he had received information that a Japanese radical faction had sent a killer to Iori' (see Chapter 45 of this case)."

“...... Bright. Are you kidding me...... This is no small situation."

"Huh. I thought you lost your sense of humor when you became a councilor."

“...... Knowing that that's just your disguised identity though. But please take out some of the seriousness that a priest deserves, okay? Especially in times of emergency."

"Amen. It's my sin. May God forgive me."

“......”

"Do you still have to sacrifice her after all?"

“...... There was no last piece of key information implanted in Chu Mingjun's mind. He's bound to keep investigating. It's not good to procrastinate over time. All the efforts of the detectives of the previous Ssangyong Detective Agency will be in vain...... I'm sorry. I didn't have to choose ......."

"Alas. May God forgive us."

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Fifty truths

Tao Ran's side. I don't know why. He always felt an indescribable sense of restlessness in his heart. For him. Here's a rare and strange feeling:

"Leng Qiu, he is sure that he has shot Lin Zichen in time."

"Yes. That's what he said to me." Hu Ling nodded. Cautiously replied.

Tao Ran bit his thumb and pondered for a moment. Slowly raise your head:

"No. I can't trust him."

"Ahh Lord Darkgod......"

"It's fine. I'm sure it's not his fault...... Alas. I have an inexplicable headache...... Ling. Please inform Zhao Xue. Let her leave Cheng Shuai alone. Hurry up and find a way to get out and leave."

"But ......" Hu Ling opened her mouth to say something. But I held back." Yes."

......

Aerodrome. Cheng Shuai showed a smile and leaned towards a young girl who had just finished making a phone call:

"Beauty. Alone. What a coincidence. Me too."

“...... Scold. Huh." The girl smiled awkwardly. Pulled up the short hair that was up to the ears. Try to dodge and duck into the seat in the center of the airport lobby.

Behold. Cheng Shuai actually followed like a piece of kraft candy:

"Beauty. What a coincidence. See you again. Fate, fate. It seems that we are destined to be implicated by the red line of fate. Come. Come. Sit. Let's sit down and talk about life."

"......" The girl looked at the person in front of her helplessly. He looked up again at the busy policemen. Seeing that there is really no other place to hide. I had no choice but to sit down reluctantly.

"You look so good in this black top. Reminds me of the first love of my dreams......"

“...... First. Mr. No. Excuse me. I don't really want to talk right now."

"Oh. Would you be interested in talking to me about this murder?"

"Ahh Miscellaneous. What."

"It's fine. Just explore playing. You see. Anyway, we're stuck here because of this case. So. It's boring anyway. Let's analyze it together. Maybe you can find the murderer."

"Heh. Hehe...... I'm sorry. Can. But I do ......."

"First of all. From the perspective of the environment in which the murder occurred. The murderer was supposed to be a woman. Because only in this way can you enter and exit the women's toilet to commit a crime without attracting additional suspicion and attention. And one of the doubts in this case lies in the murderer's method of killing."

The "......" girl also seems to be interested. Asked curiously. Technique. I heard from the police that the deceased was strangled to death...... Is there anything suspicious about this?"

"Of course it's suspicious. Come. Come closer. Don't sit that far. Right. Right. That's it. Come back a little more." Cheng Shuai drooled with a mouthful of saliva. While shouting for the family to come over. While desperately leaning on others. He looks like a rascal." If a woman wants to murder someone. Why would you choose such a laborious method as strangling the other party with your own hands?"

"This ...... It may be a deep hatred of the dead, or it may not be."

"Hahahaha. You are really smart. Come. Closer...... Indeed, that's one of the possibilities. However, it can be ruled out in this case (because the main purpose of the murderer was to trap Cheng Shuai. Almost nothing to do with the victim)."

"Why?"

"Little things. Don't worry about it yet. I personally think. The killer chose to strangle the victim to death. It's just because that killing posture lasts the longest. Long enough to adjust to the right time and wait for the right witness."

“...... I'm confused......"

"It's simple. In other words, the killer wanted to keep the killing posture for witnesses."

"Why. Do you want to deliberately let witnesses see her appearance and features?"

Cheng Shuai suddenly slapped his palm. Scared the girl:

"You're so smart. I can't help but want to kiss you... But I have self-control. There is still a difference between me and the hooligans. Come. Moving on to the case.. People tend to easily remember the salient points of certain people or things. This is the so-called 'characteristic', and habitually distinguishes people and things according to this 'characteristic'. Often 'characteristics' are indeed an effective way to distinguish people or things. But. At some point. This so-called 'trait' has become a barrier that blinds people."

“...... Hehe. For example."

"For example, the murderer deliberately wore glasses. Deliberately affixed with a black mole. Deliberately wear conspicuous red clothes."

Then he quickly cut his hair short after the murder. Remove the mole. Turn your clothes over into a black top (reversible) and flush your broken hair and moles down the toilet. And the lower body is deliberately blocked because the lower body is not easy to transform. Yes."

"My little beauty. You're so smart. Alas. Different characteristics can make a person with the same appearance and body look almost completely different people. Amazing isn't it. My little beauty."

"Zhao Xue. Please call me Zhao Xue. If you can. I prefer to turn the snow of snowflakes into the blood of delicious blood."

"What a beautiful name. Why does it have to be such a bloody name? It's rude."

"Huh. Speaking of rudeness. What could be more rude than your hand holding the veins of this weak woman of mine." Zhao Xue glanced coldly at the hand that was pinched by Cheng Shuai. Seems to be full of nonchalance and shows a grim smile.

Cheng Shuai showed an evil smile on his face. Tilting his head and looking at Zhao Xue:

"No way. I can't bear to let you leave me. My little beauty."

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