Chick Jiao was honest, but the driver saw the passenger talking to himself in the rearview mirror, and he was childish in learning to make a didi, thinking that Ximen Jing was mentally ill, and he almost used the accelerator as a brake when he was nervous.

Ximen Jing bumped into Wu Cong and sent a message asking Huang Di and Xia Zheteng to go back to rest.

Wu Cong looked behind Ximen Jing vigorously and asked, "Where is your helper?"

Ximen Jing shrugged his shoulders and said, "The mountain people have their own clever plans, go to Brother Wu, let's go to that kid's house and have a look." ”

"It's still early at this time, let's move when we all sleep. Wu Cong pulled Ximen Jing into a convenience supermarket, made two bowls of instant noodles, and sat in the rest area to eat.

After eating noodles, Wu Cong looked at the surroundings, took out the book "General Guide to the Martial Arts", handed it to Ximen Jing, and said: "This thing, don't show it in front of people, it's terrible, if you don't make trouble, you will get into trouble!"

Ximen Jing didn't answer, and said with a smile: "Dude, this is for you, anyway, you learn martial arts, you watch the practice, if you can, you will stay, if you think the nonsense on it will be thrown away, it's not a big deal." ”

Wu Cong said solemnly: "I don't ask where this book comes from, but I want to tell you, this book is really not simple, it can be said that it is all-encompassing, and the word "omitted" is not an exaggeration, you should put it away yourself." ”

"Brother Wu, my two brushes are still taught by you, this book is given to me, isn't it equivalent to a pearl secretly cast, you keep it to learn, and then teach me after you learn it?"

Wu Chong thought about it for a while, and solemnly put the book away, his face could not hide his joy, and he said excitedly: "Since I practiced martial arts, I have encountered many problems, and with this book, I may be able to reach a peak in martial arts in the future." ”

Ximen Jing gave Wu Chong this book, not only to let him learn to teach himself, but also to give a sword to the martyrs, and another point is that no matter martial arts or metaphysics, in the end, they all have the same end, and the ending of cultivation to the extreme is the same, so Ximen Jing wants to use martial arts and metaphysics to confirm each other and complement each other's strengths and weaknesses.

Seeing Wu Cong's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Ximen Jing asked, "Brother Wu wants to ask, what are you doing here today?"

Wu Cong smiled slightly, picked up two instant noodles, and threw them into the trash can, without saying a word. He knew in his heart that if Ximen Jing wanted to tell him, he would say it without asking, and if he didn't say it now, maybe the time had not come.

In the dead of night, two dark shadows crept into a residential building. As if they had been rigorously trained, they moved quickly and stealthily, landing silently like ghosts.

The black shadow came to the front of the unit's distribution box, they looked at each other, and the stout black shadow in front of them gave a thumbs up and nodded. The slender black shadow behind pulled the electric gate of 601 down. The faint moonlight shone through the window on their faces, and they saw that both of them were wearing black cloth masks, revealing only a pair of shining eyes.

If there are people in the house and there is a sudden power outage, they will definitely go out to see the switch.

The two quickly hid to the side, waited for a long time, and found that there was no movement, and it seemed that there was really no one in his house or asleep. They ran up to the sixth floor as lightly as a civet, and the slender black shadow put on rubber gloves and took out a small black bag from his arms, and opened it to reveal all kinds of delicate tools.

If there are professionals present, they must recognize that these are tools to open the door, also called master keys.

Three times five divided by two, the black shadow opened the door, and the two of them flashed in almost at the same time, and closed the door again. This is a typical set of two bedrooms and one living room, with the entrance to the entrance, the living room and two bedrooms on the right hand, and the kitchen and bathroom on the left.

The two of them stood at the entrance, and the slender black shadow made a gesture at the other person, asking him to wait at the door, and he slowly leaned against the wall and walked towards the living room.

The dark shadow that entered the living room was none other than Ximen Jing. He slowly pulled the straight knife out of his bosom and protected it in front of him. The living room was empty except for an old wooden table and two chairs, the doors of the two bedrooms were hidden, the heating was not provided, and the whole house was as cold as an ice cellar, not like a human being.

At this time, Ximen Jing's various senses were far beyond ordinary people, and he could detect whether there was a living person breathing in the room, but at this time, in the whole house, there was only one breath except him, and that was Wu Cong, and there was no one else. It seems that Wang Xiaogang is really not here, and Ximen Jing's heart is half cold.

Today, Qin Yun'er gave Wang Xiaogang's family information said that he lived in this suite with his parents, could it be that none of them were there? Pushing open a false door, Ximen Jing looked at it, and there were single beds, bookshelves, writing desks, and wardrobes in the room, which should be Wang Xiaogang's room.

I carefully searched Wang Xiaogang's bedroom, everything was very ordinary, just like an ordinary boy's bedroom, all kinds of books, dirty clothes, stinky socks, messy and discarded at will. There wasn't much dust either, and the owner should have been away for not long. didn't find anything eye-catching, Ximen Jing even began to wonder if he had come by mistake this time, but before leaving, he carefully collected a copy of Wang Xiaogang's homework book and a glove.

With the idea of having dates and not playing three poles, he came to the door of the master bedroom again, which should be the bedroom of Wang Xiaogang's parents, the door was hidden, leaving a crack more than half a foot wide. Ximen Jing didn't push the door, and looked into the room through the crack in the door......

At this time, Wu Cong was not idle, with a fluorescent flashlight, he simply checked the kitchen and bathroom, there were cold pots and cold stoves in the kitchen, and there was no rice, flour and grain, and it was obvious that he hadn't been on fire for a long time.

The inside of the bathroom is also clean, so clean that there is nothing but the toilet and faucet. The fluorescent flashlight used by Wu Chong is a special item for special agents, not only the light is weak, but also the bloodstains, stains, and other liquid traces on the ground are invisible under the fluorescence.

The faint glow of the fluorescent flashlight shone across the ground, and there was not a single hair on the ground. Wu Cong squatted down and looked at the toilet carefully, and suddenly he noticed that something was wrong, this room was obviously treated, and it was handled quite carefully, and no trace was left.

Emerging from the bathroom, he walked along the wall towards the living room, carefully searching for traces with a fluorescent flashlight. The walls in the living room were bare, and suddenly a touch of pink blue fell into Wu Cong's eyes.

It was a stain of blood, like a brush on the wall. Under the fluorescence, the color of the blood stains is blue, the fresher the lighter the color, and the powder blue should have just been applied. Wu Cong's heart moved, and he secretly wanted that something was wrong.

The light of the fluorescent flashlight shone upwards along the bloodstains, and the bloodstains drew a vertical hook, like a handle, and then upwards was a skimm, a horizontal. Wu Chong took half a step back, and finally saw clearly, the blood stains had a big 'I' written on the wall!

Wu Cong turned up the aperture of the flashlight, and finally saw that the other word on the wall was 'must'. What does this mean?

What must I do? I can't explain it without a beginning or an end! Wu Chong turned his head suddenly, and the flashlight shone on the opposite wall. I saw two shocking powder blue characters written on the empty wall, 'Kill you'!

I'm going to kill you!

In Wu Cong's sight, he saw Ximen Jing probing into the master bedroom, and when he was about to make a move, he couldn't care about the taboo of silence, and roared in a low voice: "Come back!"