readx;?“ He is not Xue Ao, don't be afraid. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" sat in the dark and interjected.

Ever since the big man's face appeared on the screen, Qu Ling began to use her mobile phone to send and receive messages, and at this moment she exhaled and showed me her mobile phone: "Mr. Xia, Xue Ao is a registered disciple of a Zhao master, but he is not a descendant. The origin of that master is extremely complicated, and it is likely to be related to the legendary 'Seven Kings Society'. The reason why Xue Ao was able to worship the Zhao family was because of his father's recommendation. Xue Ao's father's real name is Xue Donglai, a native of Qingdao, who was one of the successful people in the fishing industry, and later became obsessed with black and white Taoism. His traces have been picked up by our intelligence station in Japan, and it is highly likely that he joined a thaumaturgical sect located on the back side of Mount Fuji and became a true thaumaturgist. After Xue Ao was eighteen years old, he sent a letter of recommendation to the Zhao master, and Xue Ao got the opportunity to apprentice. It's a pity that Xue Ao is young and frivolous, and he is extremely impetuous, and he can't enter the hall at all for the secret art of the Zhao family. On the contrary, he learned all kinds of low-level Japanese ninjutsu from other secret channels as his capital to show off. ”

What appeared on the screen of the mobile phone was a passport photo of a middle-aged man, whose facial features were at least seven points similar to those of the person who assassinated the ghost bodhisattva.

The information on Qu Ling comes from "District 51" and there is no doubt about its authenticity.

She swiped the screen and showed Jian Na and me a dozen other pictures in a row, all of which were close-up photos of Xue Donglai himself, mostly in the background near the Badaguan in Qingdao.

From these photos, it can be concluded that it was Xue Donglai who assassinated the ghost bodhisattva.

"If you still have doubts in your heart, you can follow Mr. Xia to visit another person in the future, and that person can completely dispel your worries-" Qu Ling comforted Jian Na, and then reported to me, "Mr. Xia, the person I am talking about is the head of the Han family in Qingdao, she once had a relationship with you, and now she is still staying in Jinan. ”

I know who she's referring to, the relationship between the masters of the thaumaturgical world is intricate and interconnected. The Han family is a big family that eats both black and white, and naturally Xue Donglai and others can't compare.

Jane Na breathed a sigh of relief: "Since that's the case, I'm relieved." Thank you, Miss Qu. ”

She held up the remote control and was about to turn off the projector, but I suddenly realized that there was a more important clue hidden in the picture.

"Jana, wait a minute, look at the bottom half of that eyeball, there's something unusual in it!" I stopped Jana, pointing to the lower end of the big screen.

The eyeball is a reflection of the image, and what the eye sees, the opposite scene is automatically reflected on the eyeball. Therefore, in many homicide cases, the police can use high-tech means to extract the final residual image on the retina of the deceased, and use this as a clue to quickly arrest the murderer.

At this point, when the assassin's eyes are infinitely magnified, the blurry image hidden under the corners of his eyes is also magnified accordingly, which can be discerned. More importantly, what the assassin saw at this moment was exactly the same as what the ghost bodhisattva saw and was attracted to. In other words, as long as you understand what those images are, you can figure out the thoughts of the ghosts and bodhisattvas at that time.

The first thing that is certain is that the background of the image is Mt. Fuji. There is no other mountain of this shape in the world, and this is the only one.

Nearby, countless people were kneeling forward, and standing tall in front of this group of people was a general in black armor. This man is extremely burly, at least two meters tall, so even if those people don't kneel, he stands out from the crowd, far above the others.

At the general's side was a tall black steed, whose reins were tied to a spear stuck diagonally into the ground.

The spear was the king of the cold weapon era, and the length of that gun exceeded the height of the general, and the visual inspection from the head of the gun to the gun was almost three meters. If you go to the battlefield with such a weapon, it must be a nightmare for all enemies in the era of cold weapons.

Generals, horses, and spears were all unique, but it was the woman sitting on the steed that caught my attention even more.

The image was so blurry that I could only see the woman's slender figure and her clothes fluttering in the wind, but I couldn't see her face at all. Even so, I feel that it is a beautiful woman who is unique in the world.

"What's that? how could those things appear in the mirror?" said Janna again, confused.

The mirror should only reflect the real situation of the outside world, but there can be no Mt. Fuji, crowds, generals, horses, spears, and beautiful women in the bathroom, only two rows of mirrors and sinks should be real.

"I don't know, but it's clear that the ghost bodhisattva is so attracted by these images that he is so stunned that he doesn't even care about death. Perhaps, he knew something about the images, who the general or the woman was? Or was he always looking forward to the images and finally got what he wanted at such moments, so he had to risk his life to watch them? and, most importantly, where did the images come from...... "I tried to guess, but there was no basis.

Qu Ling picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the screen.

"Mr. Xia, I will pass the pictures to my colleagues and ask them to use restoration methods to see if they can make these images clearer. She said.

Janna also came to her senses and asked me for instructions: "I will coordinate with the rest of the 'Mirror Room' to extract the remnants of the Ghost Bodhisattva's retina to determine what he saw last. ”

My sixth sense suddenly responded, blurting out: "Jana, you go check first, but it is likely that the final result is the two words he said - kill Chu." ”

According to my speculation, before the ghost bodhisattva took his breath, he saw those two words appear in the mirror, and his lips moved and he repeated them with difficulty.

Jana was stunned, then nodded in agreement.

I waved my hand tiredly: "Go check, and if you encounter obstruction, tell them that Madame Bamboo has authorized me, and anyone who refuses to cooperate will be added to the blacklist and submitted to Madame Bamboo." ”

Jane said yes, left us, and went to the corner to make a phone call to arrange work.

If my speculation is correct, then the other departments of the "Mirror Room" will not be able to provide us with any valuable clues, and can only repeat the words "kill Chu".

"Mr. Xia, I completely agree with your point of view, the ghost bodhisattva was dying, and he only saw two words, and these two words have a complex connection with that picture. It's strange that I came to the 'Mirror Room' to participate in a high-tech research, but now I'm involved in a complex mystery homicide case. Also, this part of the information I have obtained is even more ...... It is even more infinitely expanding people's imagination, all the way to the point of subverting the worldview. ”

Qu Ling handed the phone to me, swiped the screen slightly, opened a document with the cover marked "Special Secret File", and then continued to expound his views: "Mr. Xia, I feel more and more that we are facing the other side of a history of World War II in Asia, where there is no melee situation in which tanks are rampage and shells are flying all over the sky, only dark and silent plotting, retreating, bewitching, and devouring. Obviously, this is the truth of war, and the killing of millions of people is only a façade of war. There is a secret department in the '51 region that has been studying the topic of "two-sided worlds", and one of the most fundamental ideas is to divide the world into "inner world" and "surface world". The two worlds operate synchronously and never intersect, but the 'inner world' is the dominant world, that is, the internal cause, the main cause, and the motive cause, while the 'surface world' changes accordingly, only passively accepting and never having the power to do its own. Taking the history of World War II as an example, many historians and war enthusiasts pay more attention to classic battles such as the Battle of Stalingrad, the bombing of Pearl Harbor, and the Normandy landings. This kind of thing is really ridiculous, because they don't realize that when an element of the 'inner world' changes, many great battles can be easily avoided and produce completely different results. The ridiculousness of them lies in the fact that they are complacent to the extreme, and they only stare at the pages or two of words in front of them, and never know how to look up at the heavenly world, compared with those far-sighted and well-versed masters, such people are only worthy of being ignorant ants at the feet of giants......"

Her point of view is very correct, and in simple terms, it can be summarized as the truth that "one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither".

In World War II, the bones of soldiers were piled up and civilian graves were overwhelming. What caused all this was only the war line randomly planned by the heads of several major powers on the sand table. If the baton of the leaders at that time had shifted a little and calmed down a little, at least half of the small countries in Europe would not have been involved in brutal wars, and those notorious concentration camps would not have been copied one by one and become a devil's cave in the eyes of the common people.

"Miss Qu, I was also an ignorant ant ant in Jinan City before?" I laughed.

Qu Ling's mood is a little low, and I hope she can return to the way she loved to laugh before. If her change is because of me, then I must let her break free and not be afraid in front of me.

"Mr. Xia, you are different from anyone else. I don't know physiognomy, but I know something about qi. When the qi machine comes, the true king will ride the wind and leap to the position of admiration of all. Conversely, even if you use a force 10 wind to blow up ants, they will die in the gutters and culverts at the end of the gale. Mr. Xia, I am a person who has personally seen the 'rainbow transformation' of the high monks, and this time I have witnessed your transformation, and this magical spiritual feeling cannot be expressed in words. I feel that when the light that blooms on your body passes by, I have been truly baptized, so I have decided to follow you forever in this life, never betray, never have two hearts. Qu Ling replied solemnly.

I sighed: "Miss Qu, I don't want anyone to bow down to me, that will make me feel uncomfortable." If you are willing to stay with me, then we will unite and face all the dangers that lie ahead. However, I have one request for you, and that is to restore your true nature, laugh when you want, say what you want, and never deliberately suppress your thoughts because you obey me. ”

Qu Ling finally showed a long-lost smile on his face, looked up at me, and his eyes were full of tenderness: "Thank you Mr. Xia for teaching, this is my honor, dare not obey?"

My mood also became more relaxed, and I responded with a smile: "It's also my honor, it's an honor." ”

With an assistant like Qu Ling by my side, I will be more efficient in everything I do, and I will get twice the result with half the effort.