Chapter Eighty-Seven: Mo Tiexin's Love
Wen Fan looked at the speechless Wang grandson, and sneered in his heart, wanting to play with me, but he was a little tender!
"Where is the law enforcement team! Lock this place, this should be the scene of the crime, Master Wang, please see, the blood stains here have not dried, and, well, Ling Sun's excrement is enough to show that Ling Sun was killed by someone else here, and then dumped his body in front of my house. ”
The big flower dog was really professional enough, and it didn't take much effort to lead everyone to the real crime scene, Wang Taishi looked at the blood stains all over the ground, and was angry, but he was extremely angry in his heart, why was his grandson killed?
Needless to say, everyone present also understood that this was clearly someone who wanted to blame the new captain of the law enforcement team!
Looking at the lively crowd, it has always been the grass on the wall, falling with the wind, and now they are all beginning to praise the captain of the law enforcement team for solving the case quickly, it is simply supernatural, and he even solved the case with just a dog.
Lu Fat's eyes widened, and the gaze that looked at Wen Fan could no longer be described as worship, "Boss, you are the dazzling star in the sky, you are the guiding light in the darkness! You are the savior sent down by the upper realm! With you, the people of the national capital will no longer be confused in the future!"
Thousands of clothes, not sycophants, Wen Fan smiled: "Haha, little meaning, that Wang Taishi, let Sun encounter this accident, I also deeply regret it, please Wang Taishi mourn, in addition, let Sun borrow 100,000 Qiankun coins from me, don't want it, just let me follow, eh, does Wang Taishi have any advice?"
"Hmph, let's go, let's get the body back. Captain Wen, although it can be proved that the person did not die in front of your door, but the murderer has not been caught yet, I hope Captain Wen will be more attentive!"
Wang Taishi has a ghost idea, not one of them is used, and he still makes the family have a good meal, and the fire in his heart has nowhere to start, and there are people who die in vain every day in the national capital, where can he go to find the murderer? There are many cases that the law enforcement team cannot solve, and occasionally cracking a case has to be publicized for half a year.
Wang Taishi and Wang Xiao glared at Wen Fan hatefully, and walked away.
A small leader of the law enforcement team walked up to Wen Fan, knelt on one knee, bowed his hand and said: "Your Excellency, Cao Yang, the squadron leader of the first brigade of the law enforcement team, please instruct me how to deal with it here." ”
Wen Fan looked at it, this person had a horizontal face, his eyes were wandering, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a serious person, more like a bandit, he smiled bitterly in his heart, such a person can also enter the law enforcement team, and he can also be the captain of the squadron, he must have used improper means.
Then he said: "Cao Yang, disperse the crowd of onlookers, and in addition, it was announced to the public that the second young master of the Wang family was followed by lawbreakers to a place where no one was carrying a large amount of money late at night, robbing money and killing people, and the law enforcement team is doing its best to find the murderer." ”
Wen Fan is a human being, and he is not living in vain, such a simple scene is too easy to deal with, even an old fritter like Cao Yang can't help but feel cold behind his back, this new captain is black enough, but his mouth should say: "Yes, my lord, my lord is wise and martial, so that the humble position is greatly admired, and the humble duty is willing to look forward to the head of the man Wen, from now on, he will serve the adult dog and horse!"
This sycophant is not fragrant or smelly, Wen Fan has seen a lot of people like him, and in front of his house before, I saw this person say good things to Wang Xiao with low eyebrows, and he is willing to work for himself after this time?
"Well, step aside, let all the law enforcement team captains and above have a meeting in my house tonight, ah no, it's a discussion, if one person is not present, everyone will be dismissed!"
Wen Fan made up his mind, this law enforcement team must be vigorously rectified, otherwise, they would still think that this captain Wen was pinched!
"Yes, my lord, I will give the order. ”
Wen Fan and Lu Pang returned to the Divine Craftsman's Mansion, and as soon as they entered the gate, they saw a group of elders sitting in a small square, sitting around a huge stone table drinking tea, and seeing that Wen Fan was back, Elder Zhuang beckoned and motioned for Wen Fan to come over.
These old guys! Wen Fan is really helpless, secretly slandering himself, you eat me, drink me, I have a life lawsuit here, you are still drinking tea here! But there is no way, people are ordered by the lord of the country, and they are ordered to move in!
However, Wen Fan found in the crowd that Mo Lao of the Divine Craftsman Alliance was also there, what is this old drunkard doing?
It's been a long time since I last built a weapon in the Divine Craftsman Alliance, and I really miss this old drunkard, but now it's okay, I live opposite the Divine Craftsman Alliance, but I don't have to go to the Divine Craftsman Alliance to build weapons anymore, and there is a forging place in my house.
Since returning from the Netherworld, this weapon-forging thing has been wasted, and there is no time, so I have to find a time to study it.
Wen Fan had just sat down at the stone table, and Mo Tiexin spoke: "Master Wen, my old man has been waiting for you for a long time, it's really difficult to see you! Hurry up and bring a few jars of good wine from the house, my throat is thirsty and smoking." ”
Wen Fan said with a smile: "Old drunkard! If you drink like this, you will get alcoholism sooner or later, and when the time comes, you will still be striking, you can shiver! What is the matter today?"
Although he said so, he still turned around and motioned for Shi Long to go and get the wine.
Elder Zhuang laughed on the side: "Old Mo, hurry up and show your achievements, what are you pretending to be calm, I don't know what your old boy thinks?"
Mo Tiexin didn't care about Elder Zhuang's ridicule, he picked up a wooden box more than a foot long from his side with a solemn expression, carefully opened the wooden box, and took out a red cloth covering it with trembling hands, and gently placed it on the stone table.
Wen Fan's curiosity was aroused, did this old drunkard take out the family heirloom treasure, this old guy's expression was so focused, even if he faced his lover, he didn't need this......
Everyone stared at the old drunkard's hand, and the old drunkard took a deep breath and uncovered the red cloth with a bang.
I'll go!
A group of old men covered their eyes with their hands, not daring to look directly.
Wen Fan watched carefully, what a divine weapon! Baoguang flowed down a red spear, the head of the spear was a dragon head with a realistic shape, majestic, and a scorching breath came to his face, and the momentum was extraordinary!
"Dragon Kiss Divine Spear!Changzhang two, weighing one hundred and eighty, seventh-order superb!"
Mo Lao's face was flushed, he reached out and picked up a jar of wine, raised his head and drank it, and drank most of the jar in one go, I don't know if the wine splashed everywhere, or his eyes entered the sand, the old man's eyes swirled with tears, and he fell straight to the stone table.
"Love! It is love that has created this weapon, but it is a pity that my old man has devoted himself to forging all his life, but he has stayed at the sixth-order superlative, and it is difficult to make an inch of progress in his life, if it is not for Master Wen's words to wake up, I am afraid that I will die, I will not be able to forge a seventh-order superlative!
After saying that, Mo Tiexin knelt down, and with a plop, he was about to kowtow.
Wen Fan's feet were weak, plopped, and he knelt down!
Wen Fan shouted in his heart, uncle! I just casually said, what is impossible to reach the peak of forging without love, that's what I said and played, this joke is too big! And this old man has succeeded, succeeded, succeeded, done! What a strange thing -- it's just a seventh-order superb weapon, do you need to be so excited? Do you want to, with our relationship, I'll give you ten or twenty handfuls, we have them! The seventh floor of the Netherworld Mansion is everywhere!
Everyone helped Mo Lao up, Wen Fan smiled awkwardly, and said: "Old drunkard, congratulations, you have created brilliance on the way to forging! This is the result of your efforts, and it has nothing to do with me......
Mo Tiexin let out a long sigh, yes, in the face of such a demon-level forging master, this seventh-order superb is indeed nothing, but the master of the human master Wen throws the superb weapon as a tatt......
"Master Wen, in fact, when I came to you today, there is another important matter, which is also something that Master Wen must be interested in. ”
Wen Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I already knew that you old drunkard had something, say it, as long as I can help, I will never refuse!"
Mo Lao picked up the wine jar, took another sip, and said: "Master Wen, as the most mysterious and noble profession on the mainland, the forging master has always been low-key, but among our craftsmen, it is also divided into grades, and the evaluation of this level can only be recognized through the competition, the craftsman competition, once every ten years, that's right, your luck is good, there are less than ten days, it is the day of the 'Pan-Continent Elite Craftsman Promotion Conference', you don't want to miss it!"
Pan-continental elite craftsman promotion conference?
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To be continued