Chapter Seventy-Eight: Dead, Not Dead

Cang Mo sat in the coffee shop alone for about three or four hours in a trance, and did not ask for leave, and the bureau did not know how many calls he made and did not answer. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's almost five o'clock, and some pedestrians who get off work and school appear and disappear in the eyes of Cang Mo, and Cang Mo found that life in Xizhou City is very fast, and he also finds that he is now unaccompanied.

"Ding Dong!" The doorbell on the door of the coffee shop rang crisply, and someone else came.

"Desert." Aldrich's voice sounded, and Cang Mo raised his head and saw Aldrich rushing over from the side.

Aldrich's appearance surprised Desert, but it also made Desert happy, because he knew that Aldridge must have come because of his younger brother.

Mullin probably, did not die.

"For the sake of you and I being the same kind of people, I'll make it clear to you." Aldrich took off his black gloves and sat down in front of the desert.

"My brother isn't dead, is he?" Cang Mo's eyes were hopeful, extremely excited.

"Dead." Aldridge replied without hesitation, which made Cang Mo's psychology suffer another heavy blow.

"But not dead." Aldrich spoke again.

This sentence made Cang Mo a little incomprehensible, dead and not dead, what does this mean?

"His man is not dead, but his soul is dead."

Cang Mo was also a smart man, and he could understand what it meant. After hearing the news that Cang Mulin was not dead, Cang Mo was happy at first, but Cang Mo's eyes immediately dimmed, because he knew that if a person even lost his soul, then this person would be no different from dead.

"Now there are no clues, and there are no new cases, aren't you mainly playing? Aren't you houses? Isn't it psychopathic? If you don't give us any clues, how can we check? ”

Cang Mo stabilized his mood at once, as long as Cang Mulin didn't die, he was at ease.

"Did I let you check it? 101 Have you checked it? Aldrich looked indifferent. 101 is a madman, since he is a madman, then he likes to play with you, the more you can't find out, the more anxious he is, the more anxious he is happy. ”

"You don't think so?" Cang Mo raised his eyebrows and took a sip of cold coffee, but he was immediately choked, but he immediately eased up. "Are you guys playing? Play Killing Games, Real Killing Games. ”

"I think it's more like a detective movie." Aldrich crossed Erlang's legs and smiled gracefully. "Step by step reasoning, of course, you still have a lot of undeduced now."

"It's our rereliction of duty."

"But you really can't find out anything, and if you can find one like now, it's probably okay."

"So you say, is that interesting? If we can't find out about the case, what's the point of you doing it? The desert began, and he began to psychohypnotize Aldrich again.

"It's a 101 thing." Aldrich picked up the macarons from the plate and tasted them. "Your brother is on 101 now, but ah, 101 wants to end this game early, because the boss won't let him continue playing."

Cang Mo frowned slightly, and slowly spit out a word: "BOSS? ”