On the text message, Professor Yin greeted Ye Bei for warmth, cared about everything, and asked Ye Bei to be a guest at his home.

Ye Bei pondered for a long time, but still carried the burden on the road, this old man has taken care of the worry-free tea business for more than half a year, and Ye Bei has also made a lot of money from him, so it is difficult to shirk.

Besides, it's time for him to settle the account of his son's murder for money.

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At this moment.

In the alley outside the library of the Agricultural University, a man in a trench coat was standing.

This person is only 1.5 meters tall, with a small figure, looks like he is twenty-three or four years old, wearing a beige trench coat on a hot day, not too hot, and wearing a pumpkin hat. A head of broken hair fell to his ear, and there was a work card with white letters on a black background on his chest.

There are books on the work board.

【Tianji Information Division】

[Name: Su Xingchen]

[Issuing authority: Tianshu]

[Validity period: 11 August 2000 to 11 August 2020.] 】

With a curious look on his face, he crouched at the mouth of the alley, as if he was looking for something.

The man, Su Xingchen, was holding a compass in one hand and a translucent brown glass in the other, like a convex lens, and was carefully examining the dark blood stains on the ground in the alley.

These bloods were left behind when Ye Bei was attacked.

"Funny ......"

He fastened the Bluetooth microphone on his coat.

"Report to the heavens, I'm Agent 9527, and I've found traces of a slave suspected of being a target."

The compass in his hand pointed directly at Ye Bei's bloodstains.

"There was blood at the scene, and the slave should have been attacked,"

The compass as a whole looks like an enlarged copper coin, Su Xingchen put it on the bloodstain, and the pointer turned back and forth on the compass's "auspicious and miserly" quadripartite characters.

"Catastrophe Level ......"

Stopped at "Ji".

"Good luck, it's a good thing."

Immediately afterwards, Su Xingchen pasted the brown glass with blood stains, and the scene of Ye Bei's attack was reflected on the glass.

"The back of the slave's head was hit with a blunt object, and the murderer was a man and a woman, wait a minute......"

"It's a ruthless attack."

"Notify the local police and arrest the couple."

Before the picture related to the jade pendant was played in the glass, Su Xingchen hastily collected the psychic props and scattered a small white paper figure from his clothes.

When the paper figure landed, it was like a hound smelling the smell of its prey, and it ran out of the alley and began to follow Ye Bei's traces.

Su Xingchen's face showed a look of joy.

"Finally found you."

What is Tianshu?

There is a criminal investigation team in the world that arrests wanted criminals for serious crimes, and naturally there will be a special force formed for supernatural things, which is called [Tianshu].

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"Xiaobei, you're here." Professor Yin opened the door.

Ye Bei had a "kind and kind" smile on his face, and he stared directly at the couple in the house.

It was the splattery bastard who hammered himself that day.

"Is the professor still physically strong?" Ye Bei came up and said polite words.

When the husband and wife saw Ye Bei, their faces turned pale in an instant, and their husbands couldn't even hold chopsticks, and they began to tremble when they spoke.

"You, you...... You ......"

"Remember me? ~"Ye Bei didn't see anything when he entered the door, he found a place to sit down, holding his chin, only a millimeter away from the unfilial son.

"Husband...... He...... He ...... "The wife held her husband's arm, and the evil woman remembered it clearly, she obviously hammered Ye Bei to death before leaving."

"You're not dead?!" The husband was frightened and angry.

Ye Bei smiled: "It's alive." ”

"What's wrong? Xiaobei, do you recognize? Professor Yin brought food from the kitchen, and saw his son and Ye Bei sitting close to each other, talking and laughing.

Ye Bei joked: "If you know it, you won't forget it." ”

The husband and wife were both wary, and found a gap to go to the side hall to discuss.

The two closed the door and whispered.

"Husband, he's come to the door!"

"It's okay, if you can kill him once, you can kill him a second time!"

"How to kill?"

"I drugged the wine, it was originally for the old man, I secretly checked the old man's account, and left 500,000 yuan as a grave, with this money, we will definitely be able to return to the capital! If you don't do it, you will all die! ”

Under the eye contact of the husband and wife, the resentment in their stomachs turned into a flattering smile on their faces, and they returned to the table.

"Dad, this friend, I saw it last time." The husband smiled and poured wine for Professor Yin.

"Okay, that's good, contact Xiaobei more, he's a good person." Professor Yin just wanted to take the cup and asked Ye Bei to snatch it.

"Brother Yin is old, it's better to drink less." Ye Bei remained silent and drank it all in one gulp.

The husband and wife couldn't help but feel a little anxious, the poison in this wine is arsenic trioxide, that is, arsenic, and normal people will die within an hour if they take it.

"Dad, drinking a little red wine can activate blood vessels, and it's good for ......the body," the wife held the red wine bottle to the old man.

But Ye Bei snatched the wine bottle and pointed it at the mouth of the bottle. Drink it clean.

He hiccuped, flushed, and was content.

"Cool!"

"You!" The husband stood up and said angrily, "You don't want to live anymore? ”

Ye Bei also stood up, "Where's the money?" ”

On the same day, the couple searched more than 10,000 yuan on Ye Bei.

"What money, do I owe you money? I don't remember anything...... What kind of money is there. "Breaking down and settling down, where are you willing to admit the events of the day.

"Eldest nephew, your uncle and I have been short of money lately, how much money to borrow to spend?" Ye Bei grinned, and suddenly asked the couple to borrow money.

Now the couple was also dumbfounded.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and several people were inexplicably embarrassed when they breathed in.

The old man spoke: "It turns out ...... Xiaobei, you have run out of money to spend recently, son, help others. ”

The husband's face changed and changed again - duh! Wait for you to spit it out. He thought to himself, took out two hundred yuan from his bag and landed on the table.

Ye Bei took the coin and muttered the serial number on the banknote.

"What is he talking about? Husband...... I'm scared, I always feel like that guy doesn't look like a human ......," the wife muttered privately.

The husband whispered in his ear: "What are you afraid of?" When he dies, can he still become a ghost? ”

Ye Bei finished reading the numbers on the two coins.

"And there's more."

"You...... Do you still want it? The husband's face was full of upset.

Professor Yin also noticed the anomaly.

"Xiaobei, what do you mean...... Do you still want to borrow it? ”

Ye Bei slapped the money on the table hard, and the marble table top cracked out one after another shocking marks.

"I'm used to being poor, and I'm going to look at every piece of money in my hand over and over again, lest they slip away from me, and remember all the numbers, do you want me to read out the numbers of the hundred coins left?"

He forced the couple into a corner step by step, with a fierce momentum and a gaze like a torch.

"Dare to use the money of the dead, and if you do too many bad things, you are not afraid of retribution?"

The ten phalanges clenched into fists, emitting bursts of crisp sounds.

"You two brutes in human skins!!"

He roared, and the windows of the room shattered with the sound.

For a moment.

Ye Bei moved with murderous intent.

The husband was so frightened that his saliva and snot poured out, and the wife made the roar stupid, and her eyes rolled unconscious.

Professor Yin covered his heart, the old appearance of Long Zhong was about to be abandoned, and he didn't know what was going on.

Ye Bei didn't want the old man to know what was going on, if he explained the ins and outs to the old man, it was estimated that the old man would not be far from death.

His eyes were bloodshot, and when arsenic poison dripped from his throat, he felt that the [Qiqi] in his body was slowly waking up.

Like a wounded beast that wants to destroy everything.

Knock Knock Knock –

There was a quick knock at the door.

"Open the door! The police! ”

The bloodshot in Ye Bei's eyes faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he quickly disguised himself as an ordinary guest.

Professor Yin hurriedly went and opened the door.

Several officers in large caps stood in front of the door, holding up their papers.

"Handling the case."

Professor Yin said in a panic: "Handle the case? What to do......"

"Trouble to work with." The leading police officer entered the house, saw the two suspects in the corner of the wall stunned, and quickly gave an order.

"Take it away."

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Seeing that his son and daughter-in-law were arrested, Professor Yin was anxious, "Did he go to a pyramid scheme?" What a crime he has committed! ”

Outside the door, the sun was sinking.

Officers put the two suspects on their shoulders.

"Intentional homicide."

Bang –

The moment the door closed, Professor Yin's spiritual pillar seemed to collapse in an instant.

The old man's mind was chaotic, and he sat at the table, looking at the table full of food, and had a strong, unreal feeling.

Ye Bei gently put his hand on Professor Yin's head.

The jade scales on the spirit body were like weeds growing wildly in the spring breeze.

Until the old man's eyes became clear and cheerful.

"Oh...... Xiaobei, why are you here? ”

Ye Bei smiled: "You asked me to come to dinner." Brother Yin, are you Alzheimer's? ”

"My son...... My son is coming today. Professor Yin muttered, "That's it...... We said we'd have a meal together, and I wanted to talk to him...... I'm not angry with him anymore, Lord Chenghuang said, I won't live long, what am I fighting with my son? What am I fighting for...... Ha ......"

"He asked me to ......" Ye Bei handed the two hundred yuan on the table to the old man, "I asked you to bring it, he said he had no ability." ”

"Only take care of yourself."

"I'm going to Malaysia to make a fortune."

"I don't know when I'll be back."

"Let me have a few cups of tea with you, chat, and nourish your body."

Professor Yin listened, reacted calmly, and then laughed.

"I know...... I know he has a big heart...... It's my son, after all! Hahahaha! Alas...... Isn't it just that I didn't make any money, so it's good to go home and have a meal......"

Ye Bei picked up the old man and gently stroked his frosty hair.

"It's not too early, Brother Yin."

The old man let him lead him to the bedside.

Ye Bei also saw a photo of Professor Yin's wife hanging on the wall, only that posthumous portrait.

And much more, more.

The bedside table, the sofa, the TV, and even the Xiaoice boxes are all plastered with ......

- A picture of his precious son.

"Take a break, Brother Yin."

The habit of meeting and recognizing his brother will not change Ye Bei in the future.

Ye Bei left the room, and Professor Yin sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, with his hands on his thighs, and his eyes looked into the distance.

Closing the door, Ye Bei stood by the aisle of the staff apartment.

He lit a cigarette.

Standing next to him was a short man in a trench coat and a pumpkin hat.

Su Xingchen leaned against the railing of the corridor and looked at this strange mission target.

"If you tell so many lies, won't your conscience hurt?"

Ye Bei didn't know this guy, but he knew what this guy was asking.

"How much money can conscience exchange? Can I get a golden Buddha statue? ”

"Do you still want to become a Buddha?" Su Xingchen laughed, "How can you become a Buddha with this evil?" ”

Ye Bei: "You're here to find me?" ”

"That's right." Su Xingchen replied, one hand had already reached into the inner pocket, as if the task target in front of him dared to make a rash move, and he could immediately take out his weapon to fight back.

"Look at your fingers, you like cigarettes too." Ye Bei glanced at the three inches.

Su Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and his thumb was covered, which was indeed a yellow spot left by perennial smoking.

"Hah...... Interesting guys! ”

Ye Bei handed Su Xingchen a cigarette.

"Buddha is formless."