Zhou Lingwu did not tell Zhou Zehua that he already knew the news of the auction, let alone told him that he had been in the circle of heavy metals for a long time, one is because Zhou Lingwu is now skeptical of Zhou Zehua's loyalty, and on the other hand, there was Inspector Lin present at the time, Zhou Lingwu was afraid of his own gang, after all, Inspector Lin has worked in the police station for many years and has developed a good eyesight, and he once borrowed Zhou Zehua's body to stay by Inspector Lin's side for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The three days passed quickly, and Zhou Lingwu also took advantage of this period of time to check and fill in the gaps, trying to make himself look like a veteran who has been wandering in the decadent circle of heavy metal for many years.

The auction will be arranged at night, after all, the people in this circle are night owls, and before the agreed underground parking lot, Zhou realized that he really saw what the power of faith is. There was already a long queue at the entrance of the parking lot, and the group of people were dressed in studded tight leather jackets, painted in a heavy Gothic style, and even dressed themselves up as skeletons, and people with glow-in-the-dark tattoos abounded. The scene that ordinary people can't see on weekdays can now be regarded as seeing it, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it has opened his eyes. In comparison, the real hell is not so presumptuous and terrifying. Compared with these people, Zhou Lingwu still feels that his dress today is too plain.

Zhou Lingwu crossed the long queue and walked straight to the door, and the strong man in black guarding the door stopped Zhou Lingwu and said with a fierce face: "Boy, go and line up." ”

Zhou Lingwu heard this, and then said, "Zhou Zehua called me." ”

Hearing this, the man in black hurriedly got out of the way and let Zhou Lingwu pass.

The people in the long line at the back couldn't help but say dissatisfiedly: "Boy, who are you?" Why didn't you let him in? ”

"Yes, yes, it's better to compare Lao Tzu or the mayor's son."

"Lao Tzu's father is ********!"

“……”

This group of rich children who have money and nowhere to spend their money are talking about their own background, and everyone has expressed their desire to enter in advance. Compared with these people, those who don't have a hard background, just want to come to this "event" to listen to the record and have a good time, and take out a wave of pirated recordings to sell them have a sense of unease in their hearts.

The man in black guarding the door spoke at this time: "What the hell do you care about a bunch of rabbit cubs? If you don't want a record, yell at me, you see grandpa let you in. The person is the son of the seller this time, what happened to the entry? ”

When those who were originally anxious heard this, they all spoke out in solidarity: "Yes, what is it special." ”

"What are you without your father?" This kind of voice comes and goes, and I see that the two gangs of people are about to fight! However, none of this had anything to do with Zhou Lingwu, he deliberately slowed down and entered the "venue" that was temporarily rebuilt in the basement. At the same time, he also saw Zhou Zehua and Inspector Lin in the venue, who were dressed up in spirit, and the two even dressed themselves up as waiters in order to find the murderer of the corpse crushing case more conveniently.

After Zhou Zehua saw Zhou Lingwu, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Why did you come by yourself?" Can you do it yourself? ”

Zhou Lingwu casually responded to the words and walked towards Inspector Lin, after a polite manner, Zhou Lingwu learned that this time his role is the heir of the old collector, in order not to arouse suspicion, the police invited the old collector to the venue together with the record that attracted the attention of tens of millions of people. After chatting with the old collector, Zhou Lingwu generally understood his task today.

This time, it's mainly to stand beside the old collector and observe the two hundred people below.

This task sounds very simple at first glance, but I don't know how troublesome it is to do it, Zhou Lingwu also saw that the two hundred people who will stand in front of him are all people wearing strange clothes and heavy makeup. It's even harder to find clues in this group of people than it is to ascend to the sky.

Time flies quickly, and the venue, which was originally only a few security personnel dressed as police officers, has been occupied by avid fans of heavy metal music one after another, and the high-grade stereo speakers on both sides of the venue have released cheerful music, using this light music to soothe the mood of visitors, so that they can open their hearts more quickly and immerse themselves in the sea of heavy metal, which is also convenient for the police to find criminals.

After all the 200 people entered the venue, the bald man sitting next to Zhou Lingwu with a fat figure and a milky white suit swayed towards the podium on the left side of the venue, while Zhou Lingwu followed him in an orderly manner, looking like a penguin with a chopstick from a distance.

The old collector tapped the microphone lightly with his index finger, and a piercing tinnitus came from the speakers on both sides of the venue. A dead silence ensued.

The group of people who were originally bouncing also stopped their movements and listened intently.

Zhou Lingwu subconsciously felt that this scene was almost exactly the same as the scene when the principal spoke on the playground when he was in high school.

"Well, today, let's enjoy the first record of the founder of Doom (heavy metal) music!" This sentence pulled Zhou Lingwu back from his imagination to the real world.

Zhou Lingwu knew that the main drama was about to begin!

As the low and compact music sounded, a string of notes hit everyone's heart through the vibration of high-quality stereo sound, and even Zhou Lingwu, a music fan who is a two-and-a-half hanger, couldn't help but shake his body with the rhythm of the music.

The lead singer's hoarse voice tore through the sky above the auction hall that had been temporarily converted into an underground parking lot, and everyone was moved by this singing, which instantly detonated the atmosphere of the scene like a fuse. Everyone was excited. People feel the music without selfishness. If you were to be an uninformed person, you would definitely think that it was some kind of evil religious ritual.

Zhou Lingwu restrained his mind from being affected by the music, and he concentrated his mind and stared at the two hundred people dancing wildly in the audience.

Zhou Lingwu silently thought in his heart that if he was a criminal suspect, then coming to this dangerous place with a dangerous identity would definitely put himself in an inconspicuous position, and try not to attract the attention of others.

After Zhou Lingwu realized this, he swept his eyes over the guys in the arena who were not arrogant, and began to look for them in the corners around the venue.

After a while, a person who gently swayed his body to the music attracted Zhou Lingwu's attention, because this guy was too low-key, according to common sense, anyone who could come here was generally a fan of extremely fanatical heavy metal music, and this group of people would definitely compete to attract attention and be out of the limelight. And the person in front of him seems out of place with this style.

Zhou Lingwu stood on a high place, and he could clearly see that Zhou Zehua and Inspector Lin, who were dressed as waiters, also paid attention to this man, and it seemed that they were going to arrest this suspect while others were paying attention to music.

However, just when the two were about to make a move, Zhou Zehua and Inspector Lin stopped there. They look like they have an order in the Bluetooth headset. Both walked back disappointed.

When he walked in front of Zhou Lingwu, Zhou Zehua said in Zhou Lingwu's ear: "There was a sudden call from above, saying that this arrest activity has been stopped. ”

"What? Terminated? Why? Zhou Lingwu was very puzzled, he didn't understand why his superiors wanted to give up such a good opportunity, you know, if you want to solve the mystery of the corpse shredding case, it is very likely that it will be today! Don't you want the case to be solved?

Old Inspector Lin looked at Zhou Lingwu, who didn't know why, sighed helplessly, patted him on the shoulder, and then said, "It is estimated that the murderer is the child of a big man." ”

Zhou Lingwu suddenly understood when he heard this, I see, the yang world is like this, the power of nepotism is really elusive, if I am a little mortal who is still living in the yang world, I will naturally stop it, but unfortunately, now I am a ghost and judge in the underworld. The rules of the yang world can't limit Lao Tzu, today I will let you know what is Zhengda and brightness! Mirror hanging!

As he spoke, Zhou Lingwu's arm fluttered, and a black shadow escaped everyone's sight and quickly moved towards the person who aroused Zhou Lingwu's suspicions. Then the man disappeared from view without a sound.

After Zhou Lingwu did all this, he didn't want to stay here too much, so he borrowed an excuse and left here and went home.

Zhou Lingwu's residence.

"Boy, why did you come back so quickly?" The Seven Heroes looked at Zhou Lingwu, who had only been out for three hours, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could it be that the auction was over so soon?

"I caught someone, and I came back early in a hurry, why didn't you call me young master." Zhou Lingwu quipped when he heard this.

"Don't say something boring, and quickly show the murderer." Hearing this, the Seven Heroes urged.

Zhou Lingwu didn't procrastinate, and with a slight force on his arm, the lantern-shaped imprint lit up, and a black shadow flashed out of the lantern, dragging a young man with delicate skin in his hand. (To be continued.) )