Night.

on the sidewalk.

Under the street lights, the man galloped by.

A relatively thin fresh meat man behind him was obviously tired and out of breath.

At this moment, his already white skin was much whiter.

He's been running all afternoon, on a bicycle and in a car, but he just can't catch up with him.

On the contrary, he was almost tired and collapsed, and his body was hot, so he had to stop, support his knees with his hands, and gasp for air.

“q…… You...... You, for ...... For...... What the...... Avoiding me? Difficult...... No, Cheng, you are the murderer? Whew......"

was already a little stammering, but with the constant wheezing, the sentences were even more intermittent, which made Li Lin feel anxious and panicked when he heard it.

Li Lin's strength as a first-level night watchman has still not disappeared, and his physical strength and speed are simply extraordinary.

But Qin Feng thought about it, he was Q, what could Q not do?

Now, in his heart, Q is equivalent to a god-like existence, and there is simply nothing he can't do.

Even if Q is the murderer, Qin Feng is not ready to expose him.

Because......

Perfect for crime.

Li Lin seems to be aware of this.

Stop suddenly.

The unbelievably fast figure stopped in an instant, without buffer at all, as if it was not controlled by inertia!

Turned around and looked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng in the previous Chinatown Detective 1 and Tangren Street Detective 2, he let go of the murderer in the end.

I don't know what it's for.

Actually, Li Lin didn't know what he was going to do, but he just guessed a rough idea.

But I still don't dare to jump to conclusions.

"I can tell you responsibly that I am not a murderer."

Although Li Lin ran all afternoon, he didn't seem to feel tired, and he didn't even have a little respite.

"No, I, I, only, only, just want to say, even if, count, count, it's your Q case, I won't expose it, you just need to do me a few small favors, I can ......"

"It's really not me."

Li Lin was expressionless, looked at Qin Feng who was twitching wildly at the corners of his mouth, and said seriously.

"You're wanted again."

Li Lin, who pointed to the high-rise buildings on the side, said.

I saw that on the building, on the super-large LCD screen, there were photos of three people.

Qin Feng, Song Yi and Tang Ren.

Qin Feng held his forehead, did the word murderer have the word murderer written on his face?

Well, there seems to be a clause in American law that you can't run away with a prisoner.

"No, it doesn't matter, anti, anti, it has been, been, wanted, one, one, once."

Qin Feng shrugged.

"Well, I can tell you now that the murderer is Chinese."

"You're starting to write questions, and more importantly, he's crazy about making the whole of New York City his altar."

"That mysterious symbol is the Soul Shaker."

Li Lin is deceiving people now, and he won't show any loopholes, a genuine villain.

Li Lin now suspects that Tang Ren is Q, so he didn't say it in front of him, so he could only use the strategy of diverting the tiger from the mountain to make Qin Feng alone.

And then he deviates his train of thought.

According to the normal way of thinking, what you say to the person you worship will never carry any doubts.

They all believe absolutely, and it is estimated that this sentence can create more time for the murderer to kill.

"That's all I can tell you."

Then, he walked away, leaving only Qin Feng with a complicated expression, looking at his departing back.