readx;? There was only one wound on the Ghost Bodhisattva's body, and that was the half-inch-wide wound in the middle of the carotid artery. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAs Qu Ling said, the edge of the wound was very rough, and it looked like a blunt weapon, not a sharp knife or dagger.

"You and I both know that there are no knives in the 'Mirror Room'. I said.

Chu Chu ordered so many dishes, but the waiter only sent plastic knives and forks, and there were not even glasses that could also be used as murder weapons. Therefore, even if there is a dinner knife, it is very unlikely that it is brought in from outside. Just imagine, if the murderer can bring in a dinner knife, it is better to bring in a fruit knife directly, it will be more convenient and faster when killing people.

"Yes, in my judgment, the most likely is a letter opener, because that knife is most similar to the wound caused by a dinner knife. But, having said that, in the office of the 21st century, many clerks do not even know what a letter opener is, so how can they keep such a tool at hand? Later, we can ask Jane, it is likely that there is not a letter opener in the entire building--it is strange, not only the murderer is strange, but also the reaction of the ghost bodhisattva is strange. According to common sense, after he was attacked, there would be at least signs of struggle and escape, but now from the scene, he didn't plan to escape at all, but held the sink with both hands, tried his best not to fall, his face was facing the mirror, and finally his strength was exhausted, and his forehead was against the mirror. The only thing I could guess was that there was an image in the mirror that attracted him, so much so that he couldn't stop giving up even the last chance to escape. Qu Ling continued to analyze, but every assumption returned to the mirror.

The two rows of sinks face each other on the left and right, as do the mirrors.

So, when we look in the mirror, we can also see the back of each person reflected in the opposite mirror. Moreover, the two mirrors are arranged opposite each other, allowing for an infinite number of repeated, endlessly identical images.

The "Mirror Room" is a high-level scientific research institution, and the designer made such a mirror arrangement in the bathroom, which is naturally intended to inspire the infinite wisdom of researchers through extraordinary images. As everyone knows, he has already committed the taboo of room feng shui by doing this.

Here, I have no intention of exploring the detached thinking of the designer, just guessing who the ghost bodhisattva was killed.

"There is surveillance outside, and it is difficult for anyone who enters this restroom to hide. "Qu Ling was almost in sync with my train of thought, and when I thought of surveillance, she blurted it out.

"Who would want to murder the Ghost Bodhisattva? those low-level researchers who only focus on money? or thieves trying to steal information again?" I asked myself, shaking my head, because it didn't make sense at all.

Only driven by huge interests can ordinary people pull out the "knife" and kill people. As a ghost bodhisattva, he would not have made such a big enemy and dared to break into the "mirror room" to assassinate him. The most suspicious thing is that killing people with the tool of a letter opener is not something that ordinary people of sound mind can do.

I looked up and the light green strip of cloth tied to the vent swayed slightly, indicating that the ventilation system was working well.

In large modern buildings, air vents play an important role and must be kept clear at all times to bring fresh air to the interior.

Although the Jade Rakshasa disappeared into the vent before, I have no doubt that she can also kill people, after all, she is only an illusory human form, and there is no contradiction with the ghost bodhisattva.

"Get out of here, there's going to be a special department in the 'Mirror Room' to deal with this kind of thing. We are outsiders and only have the right to watch. Qu Ling said.

I'm a little unwilling, after all, it was the ghost Bodhisattva who brought the official lady into the "mirror room", and he was also the one who presided over the soul analysis. Now that he's dead, I don't know who will do the rest of the task. As far as I am concerned, it is necessary to bury the lady after all this research has been completed, so that her life can be well started and ended.

Mrs. Guan has made indelible contributions to the people of Qushuiting Street, and she should be respected.

In this world, only by letting those who do more good deeds get rich rewards, can people see hope, and some people will continue to walk along the path taken by the official lady. On the other hand, if those who do good cannot die well, then there will be no taboo for those who do evil, and they can act recklessly and turn the whole society into a miasma.

"This is the best of the other?" I was touched by the idiom that came to my mind.

Before, when I noticed that the situation outside the hall was wrong, it was probably the incident of the ghost bodhisattva being stabbed, but I didn't say it in time, so that Jian Na and the others were more vigilant.

Now, once again, I feel that the death of the ghost bodhisattva can give us some kind of subtle revelation.

"Mr. Xia, what did you think of?" Qu Ling asked.

I walked up behind the Oni Bodhisattva, looked at the mirror, and muttered to myself, "What is the Oni Bodhisattva most interested in? He is in charge of the 'Prism Separation of Souls' project, and of course the most interested is the appearance of the soul." If, in the process of washing his hands, he notices a soul in the mirror, he will definitely stand firmly in place, motionless in the mirror, trying to see clearly. He was fascinated by the images that appeared in the mirror, and even under the sharp pain of the stab in the neck, he didn't care about it, just focused on the mirror. If there is a soul in the mirror, it must have something to do with the research he is doing. But whose soul is most of the attention of him?"

Qu Ling laughed and said casually: "Before the ghost bodhisattva was assassinated, we were dismantling the cabin. According to the available information, that cabin was the escape pod of the big man of the Japanese invasion of China, and the soul of the big man must have been retained in it. The seventh basement floor is specially designed for that big person, and presumably the ghost bodhisattva also wants to see the other person's soul suddenly. If that soul appears in the mirror, the ghost bodhisattva will inevitably be attracted to it, so that he will be emotionally confused and unable to extricate himself. Therefore, it is the soul locked in the cabin that kills the ghost bodhisattva. Do you think it makes sense?"

Although she was joking, it suddenly triggered a series of inspirations for me.

"Why does the Jade Rakshasa exist in the white jade bed? She sacrificed herself in order to imprison the Japanese bigwigs, turned all her life into a curse, and used the white jade bed as a medium to seal the souls of the bigwigs for the rest of her life. ”

"What are the consequences of Chu Chu and the Blood and Gall Gu Po's one hundred and eight invitations to the divine incense and the long row of magic swords? The consequence is that they originally wanted to ask the Jade Rakshasa to appear and permanently solve the contradictions left over from history, but unfortunately the Jade Rakshasa did not cooperate, and left the white jade bed and escaped through the vent. ”

"If the power of the Jade Rakshasa is weakened, what will happen to the souls of the great Japanese people? Of course, they will be able to temporarily break free from the control of the Jade Rakshasa and be able to do things that were impossible before, such as appearing in a mirror and assassinating the Ghost Bodhisattva. What's more, if the Jade Rakshasa is attacked by Chu Chu continuously, I am afraid that it will lose its power of imprisonment, so that the soul of the Japanese big man will finally escape and make a big mistake. ”

Is it right or wrong that Chu Chu is doing what she is doing? Is it right or wrong that she wants to solve the problems left over from history and eliminate the hidden dangers in Miao Jiang left by the Jade Rakshasa ? She is the head of Miao Jiang, and her starting point is of course good, but when solving the difficult problem of the Jade Rakshasa, she must at the same time adopt more meticulous means to smash the soul of the Japanese bigwigs into powder, which is the best way to deal with it. ”

"What should we do now? Maybe it is to stop the 'method of life' and adopt a more gentle approach to the Jade Rakshasa, and not to do the wrong thing that hurts the relatives and makes the enemy happy, so as not to become a sinner in history. ”

"Japan's big shots, Sang Qinghong, Mt. Fuji illusionist master, the curse of the world on the 'Kure no Yukikaze', Japan's national fortune...... There should be some kind of complex connection between these things, and they must be analyzed and thought about in order to find the context and hit it in one hit. With my current knowledge, it is very difficult to complete, and the only thing I can use is the power of Qu Ling. She is from Region 51 and has a huge amount of resources at her disposal, and any information is available instantly, which will definitely make my analysis more forward-looking. ”

"Can Qu Ling be trusted, at least to some extent, and she's the best person to help me......

In front of the mirror, I thought a lot, and my horizons became extremely broadened with these complex thoughts.

"Mr. Xia, you've changed!" I heard Qu Ling's low voice in surprise.

In the mirror, I am still the one who looks bad, but I can realize that the eyes of the person in the mirror have become bright.

It is mentioned in any photo book that the eye is the window of the soul, and if the window is bright and clean, then people's insight can go to the next level, strategize, and win thousands of miles away.

"I'm still me. I smiled indifferently and turned to walk out.

"No way, I can feel it, you've ...... Metamorphosis - it may be a very indecent word, but I can definitely feel that there is a light that radiates from the inside out of you. I have seen the 'rainbow' ceremony of the Tibetan monks, when those monks whose wisdom has reached the realm of unity between heaven and man leave the world, the light from the five internal organs and the seven orifices and bones flourished, like the flames that erupt at the bottom of the rocket when the superpower satellite is launched, so that people can only see it once, and remember the shock they felt with their whole body at that time for the rest of their lives. Mr. Xia, I swear by my faith in life, and that otherworldly light has also appeared in you. What did you think of in your heart just now, can you say it and let me benefit from it?" Qu Ling's expression was very serious, not a joke, but extremely serious.

I know that my thinking has taken a qualitative leap, but that feeling can only be understood, not spoken.

"Mr. Xia, please stay—" I walked to the door of the bathroom, Qu Ling shouted behind me.

I turned around, and Qu Ling suddenly fell to her knees, folded her hands, raised them high above her head, and then slowly bowed forward until her forehead touched the ground, making a "bang" sound.

"You, Miss Qu, get up!" I didn't turn around and come back to support her, because I knew very well that Qu Ling's worship was completely voluntary, and forcing her to get up was a kind of disrespect to her.

Qu Ling bowed three times in a row, and each time he put his hands above the top, and then his forehead touched the ground.

"Y-you-you?" said Jenna, who appeared outside the bathroom door, poking in, stunned.

At this moment, the situation in the bathroom makes anyone who sees it feel inexplicably weird - the ghost bodhisattva is bleeding to death in front of the washstand, the ground is covered with blood, Qu Ling bows down on the spot, and I stand at the door with my hands behind my back. All this, with Jana's thinking mode, couldn't guess the answer at all, so she was stunned.

Qu Ling ignored Jian Na's presence, and during the last bow, his whole body was spread, his chest was close to the ground, his arms were stretched forward, and then his palms were up.

The five-body bow that is close to the Tibetan border is a great salute that believers will kneel when they see a national figure they have admired all their lives.

"Miss Qu, what are you doing?" Jaina called again.

Qu Ling got up slowly, and the eyes looking at me had changed.

In the past, she claimed to be the special envoy of "Area 51", and when she communicated with me, there would be jokes and cynicism. Although it is not high, at least it is an equal fellowship with me.

Now, when she looked at me, her eyes were so deferential that she didn't dare to look me in the eye.

"Mr. Xia, I have been offended a lot before, but from this moment on, I am willing to obey the dispatch and go to the soup and fire, and never give up. Qu Ling whispered.

I sighed: "Miss Qu, don't be so polite, I have a lot to ask you about next." ”

She paid homage to me with such solemn ceremonies, and since I could bear it calmly, I had to take responsibility at the same time, so as to live up to her trust and admiration.

Qu Ling shook his head in a panic: "Don't dare, don't dare, if Mr. Xia has any questions, I must know everything, and I will say everything." ”

Jaina couldn't believe what she had seen and heard, and she froze at the door, unable to come back to her senses for a long time. However, when she saw the ghost bodhisattva die tragically in the bathroom, she must have been devastated in her heart, even more so than when she shot Xue Ao before.

"Let's go, go out and talk. "I took the lead and walked outside.

Jian Na hesitated: "Mr. Xia, I have to listen to your explanation for all this?"

Qu Ling replied for me: "Go out first, I'll explain it to you." ”

It is clear that Qu Ling has completely sided with me and has become my personal vassal.

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