The moment the trigger of the pistol and the index finger touched, an armed man behind the middle-aged man exclaimed: "Watch his hands!" ”

The middle-aged man's fingers froze, and when he looked down, he saw that Ling Ke's hands suddenly glowed red, and a wave of heat came out of his fingertips, and sizzled. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info At the same time, his face became a little hideous due to nervousness.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, the hand holding the gun hung down, smiled and said, "Boy, it seems that you still have a secret weapon." ”

Ling Ke sighed and said, "Let you see the smile, fortunately you put away the gun and lost a chance to die with me." ”

"Haha!" The middle-aged man laughed. Sumeru changed his solemn expression again, and asked in a low voice, "Boy, why did you kill him?" ”

The chip in Ling Ke's body interacted with his mind, and he searched for a word, saying: "Kill people and kill people!" ”

The middle-aged man brushed the gray hair on his forehead, pondered for a while, and said to Ling Ke: "Okay, I can help you complete this, but you have to promise me not to kill human beings, especially people like him!" All right? ”

Ling Ke nodded solemnly, and then he saw the middle-aged man shoot back, only to hear a pop, Ling Sanbao's skull cracked, and blood and brains spilled all over the ground.

The middle-aged man slowly turned his head and said to Ling Ke, "We humans can kill each other, but you don't have the right to kill!" Got it? With that, he waved his hand and led the two followers out the door.

Ling Ke heard the footsteps gradually disappearing, and there was another sound of the engine starting, before he chased out the door to take a look, and saw an off-road vehicle disappearing in the night from a distance.

Zhang Ying, who was waiting at home in a hurry, once again woke up her drunken husband and asked him anxiously and angrily: "Where did my son go?" Did he say anything to you when he left? ”

"Don't bother me, his legs are long, I don't know where he went!"

"You can't sleep, get up, follow me to him!" Zhang Ying pulled her husband out of bed and pulled him out by the neck.

"I'm back!" Ling Ke shouted to the bedroom as he put the steel knife in his hand back to its place.

Zhang Ying ran from the bedroom to the living room, held Ling Ke's hand, and said happily and anxiously: "Son, where did you go, I'm in a hurry, I'm afraid that something will happen to you." Just now, there seemed to be gunshots at the entrance of the village. ”

"It's all my father's fault, he poured me a few glasses of wine, and I went out in a daze to let go of the wine." As he spoke, Ling Ke was glad that he had lied and acted like water.

When Zhang Ying heard this, he was furious, entered the bedroom, pulled Ling Songhua out, and complained to him: "There was a gunshot at the entrance of the village just now, do you know how dangerous it is for the child to go out in the middle of the night?" I know how to drink and drink all day long, and drink a little in the morning and evening! ”

As soon as Ling Songhua heard his wife say that there was a gunshot, he suddenly woke up most of the wine, and hurriedly removed a long hanging cabinet on the wall, took out the private shotgun from it, opened the magazine, and checked the bullets inside. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. Said to Ling Ke:

"Scared me to death, son, I thought you went out and killed someone!"

Ling Ke looked up at him sideways, squeezing his eyes and smiling playfully, revealing a very innocent expression.

Zhang Ying said: "Don't talk nonsense, Ling Ke is so small, who is he killed?" Net nonsense. ”

The next morning, when Ling Ke walked two kilometers to school, he saw police cars in front of Ling Sanbao's house from a distance. It was obvious that it was the East Window incident, and he was worried for a while, not worried about the police, but about being questioned by Ling Songhua. So when school ended in the evening, he deliberately delayed coming home.

But as soon as he entered the house, Ling Songhua had a cold face, summoned him to a room where the sundries were stored, closed the door, and asked with a solemn expression: "Ling Ke, you tell the truth, what did you do that night?" ”

"Do you think I killed Ling Sanbao? - I didn't! ”

The cause of Ling Sanbao's death was tightly sealed, so Ling Songhua did not know the details of the case. It's just that on the same day, a police officer came to another place to investigate, and because he had complete alibi evidence, he was not listed as a suspect.

Ling Songhua stared at Ling Ke and said, "It's late yesterday, you have moved my knife, not all of it has been moved, and you have used it!" ”

"How do you know?" Ling Ke's expression was calm, and he showed some curiosity.

"I had a turquoise inlay on the handle of the knife and today, when I checked the knife, I found that it had come off and was missing......"

Ling Ke interrupted him with a smile and said, "I'll talk about this knife later." Now, I just want to advise you to leave this matter alone, or you will be killed! ”

"Okay, boy, you threaten me!" Ling Songhua's expression was sad and annoyed.

"Dad, don't get me wrong. I'm not that ruthless. Don't ask for details. This dares to guarantee that Ling Songhua's death will soon fade out of the sight of the police, and there will never be a clue to the murderer, only his life is not good. ”

Ling Songhua glared at Ling Ke angrily and said angrily: "Sanbao is my cousin, you say, is it your ruthless hand!" He pointed at him and scolded.

"Now, let me tell you where I went that night. Dad, you lost the turquoise on the handle of your knife, don't feel distressed, I'll pay you a bigger one. Ling Ke took out a mineral the size of a cigarette box from his jacket pocket and handed it to Ling Songhua.

After Lin Songhua took it, he took a piece of cloth to wipe off the cloth on the surface, and turned off the light again. The rough-surfaced mineral immediately glowed blue in the darkness. With a look of excitement in his eyes, he asked Ling Ke, "Where did this come from?" ”

"That night, on a small hill behind Ling Sanbao's house, I dug him out with that knife of yours." Ling Ke lied about the origin of this ore, in fact, he had just found it, but he advanced the time to the night of Ling Sanbao's murder.

"This turquoise is pure blue and is of the highest quality. And the size is so big, it is the best of the best, just this piece is worth more than 20,000 yuan! The barren hill you mentioned has been untouched for years, how did you find the ore in it? ”

Ling Ke proudly stretched out his palm, and his palm emitted a red light, and when it touched the fluorescent light of the turquoise in Ling Songhua's hand, it produced sparks. "My palms have a prospecting function."

"Great! You go to school during the day, and accompany me to mine robbery at night! Try to run into a few more of these ores, and we'll have a better time! Ling Songhua said excitedly.

"Nope." Ling Ke shook his head and said.

"What? You're only in charge of prospecting, so wouldn't it be good for me to do the work that is tiring? Ling Songhua said hurriedly.

"Dad, you misunderstood me. I mean, this little hill is lonely there, with no shelter around it, and if we dig a hole there, we will make some noise, which will be like hitting the patrol gun! ”

Ling Songhua was only happy enough, and he was so dazed for a moment that he forgot about this. He said anxiously, "You're right, what can I do?" Seeing that there was a big piece of meat hanging in his mouth, he didn't dare to open his mouth to bite! ”

"Buy this hill! Then you don't have to steal chickens and dogs all day long, and be a small miner in the open, how good! ”

Ling Songhua felt a burst of excitement in his heart, but after thinking about it, he said:

"Still not right. You can't buy a mine in this area, but you can contract it. Only this small hill has no mining value, and there is no owner to this day. It won't cost tens of thousands of yuan to buy it, but if I suddenly buy it now, it will inevitably startle the snake, attract the attention of the surrounding mine owners, and when the time comes to bid with me, this piece of fat will fall into the hands of others. ”

"It doesn't matter, I still have a plan, turn it into a ghost mountain, discourage competitors, and when the time comes, you can contract it at a very low price."