Through the above elimination methods, the most suitable one to follow He Huimin to the sixteenth floor is Zhang Zichen.

After making this decision, Gao Yaohui personally took out five white masks from the police car and told everyone to wear them, because after entering the sixteenth floor later, it will smell bad, and it is a good thing to be the first to prepare.

"Come, Dongfang Daoist, Sister He, you come with me. ”

Under the leadership of Gao Yaohui, Dongfang Reverse Scale and his son Dongfang Ye, He Huimin and Zhang Zichen followed Director Gao's footsteps and came to the indoor elevator.

After entering the elevator, Gao Yaohui directly pressed the red button on the sixteenth floor, and the elevator slowly went up.

Suddenly, the young Dongfang Ye pulled Zhang Zichen's clothes, "Big brother, your face is so strange!"

For this young man, Zhang Zichen was really a little speechless, Dongfang Ye had a strange face twice in a row, is this hitting others, or praising others?

"Brother, my face is strange, where is the strange?" Although Zhang Zichen was a little reluctant, he still couldn't be rude to the son of Fu Mo Zhenren, otherwise no one knew how strict the consequences were.

"I don't know, anyway, you just have a very strange face, and there seems to be a purple qi around your head, but I can't see the specifics clearly. Because I am only suitable for subduing demons and subduing demons, for physiognomy and divination, I think Sister Min's Tiangangmen is even more admirable. ”

"Really?" Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly, "Min, what about you, do I have a strange face?

"This ......" He Huimin hesitated, "I can't see through your fate, your head is surrounded by a trace of purple qi, and your face is upright, as if you have the aura of a king." But there are very many people in this world who have the breath of a king, and another one, you are a child raised by your master, and you have no birthday, and my master and I are unpredictable about your future. ”

Hearing He Huimin's words, Dongfang Scales, who had always had a cold face, frowned, and looked at Zhang Zichen twice: "Min, are you sure you're not joking? Your master can't even predict your boyfriend's future?"

When it came to her boyfriend, He Huimin suddenly blushed, just now she just made an excuse for Zhang Zichen to enter this police quarantine area, but she didn't expect Gao Yaohui and Dongfang Reverse Scale to believe it.

But at this time, He Huimin was not allowed to think too much, she replied: "Uncle Dongfang, some people's futures are also unpredictable, just like you and Ye, you can use Taoist priests to seal the future by yourself, and you don't want others to peep." Not only you, but also many Taoist priests in this world, who have sealed their future so that others cannot fathom it. I guess this is a big change...... I guess the same is true for Zi Chen, maybe his master doesn't want others to peep into his future, so he has sealed many things about him. ”

He Huimin called Zhang Zichen a big pervert in front of Dongfang Reverse Scale, this is not an elegant title, in order not to let others misunderstand, she still changed the word "big pervert" to Zichen in a very timely manner, and she was even more intimate during the period.

Hearing this, Dongfang Reverse Scale glanced at Zhang Zichen again with a face full of doubts, and said, "Maybe!"

Bite!

Dongfang Reverse Scale had just finished these three words, and the elevator sounded, and it was already on the sixteenth floor.

After the elevator door opened, Gao Yaohui took the lead and walked out, and said with a smile: "Dongfang Daoist, Sister He, follow me, room 1601 is the first one to turn right in front." ”

After saying this, Gao Yaohui hurriedly put on the mask.

In fact, there has always been an unpleasant smell in the elevator, but everyone can tolerate this smell. But after the elevator door on the sixteenth floor opened, the stench outside the door came to his face, Zhang Zichen had the urge to gag several times, and it was difficult for Gao Yaohui to return such a long list of words in such a foul smell.

Zhang Zichen followed Gao Yaohui and put on the white mask he had prepared in his hand, but even if he put on the mask, he could still smell the rotting smell of the corpse that made people almost faint.

Turning around the right corner, you came to Wang Hao's room 1601.

At this time, Zhang Zichen had secretly touched a little bit of cow tears on his eyelids while others were not paying attention, and when he walked into the room, he found that the whole room was full of resentment, and this thick resentment just wouldn't float out of doors and windows, and he had been wandering around the room.

"What a heavy grievance!" Zhang Zichen was softly surprised, but after discovering these grievances, he was once again stunned by the scene in front of him.

In the room, more than a dozen police officers and forensic doctors were working carefully, some taking photos and videos to record the entire process of solving the case, others were researching around, and some were piecing together the corpses.

Countless pieces of minced meat, heads, and stumps were laid out on the floor in rows, and the police carefully studied them one by one to see if they could take their seats.

This is the second time I have seen this kind of scene, the first time it happened at the Hongcheng International Hotel, and the time Liu Yi killed people, it was also full of corpses and broken meat.

Now this kind of scene has reappeared, which makes Zhang Zichen afraid and afraid, but at the same time, it also strengthens Zhang Zichen's determination to learn the Tao, kill demons, and defend the righteous path.

Beads of sweat the size of beans fell from Zhang Zichen's forehead, Zhang Zichen pulled the collar on his chest, and said, "How do you walk in here and feel hot?"

Gao Yaohui laughed, "Man, are you afraid of this kind of scene, so you feel hot?"

Zhang Zichen shook his head helplessly: "No! I'm not afraid, and my heartbeat hasn't accelerated! I don't believe Director Gao, you're here to touch my heartbeat!"

Without waiting for Gao Yaohui to react, Zhang Zichen had already grabbed his hand and put it on his chest: "Director Gao, isn't it, my heartbeat is steady, but for some reason, I just feel hot." ”

Although Gao Yaohui is fifty years old, he seems to have reached the age of retirement, but he has been a soldier for more than ten years, and he has been working in the police station all the time, and his physical fitness is stronger than that of ordinary people.

Even if it is an ordinary person, it must take two or three people to pull Gao Yaohui, but at this time, Zhang Zichen has been holding Gao Yaohui's hand with his left hand and easily touching his chest, from this alone, Gao Yaohui decided that Zhang Zichen is not an ordinary person.

In fact, in addition to Zhang Zichen's practice of the Zhou Tian Handling Method and Fuxi Bagua Boxing since he was a child, he also has a body of true qi, and with this true qi, Zhang Zichen's strength is also incomparable to Gao Yaohui and others.

Gao Yaohui's hand was on Zhang Zichen's heart, and he actually felt that Zhang Zichen's heartbeat was not faster, but was beating slower than ordinary people.

What's going on?

Can a person with such a slow heartbeat still stand in front of him alive and talk intact?