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"The dead are not terrible, only the living bad guys. This is the sentence that Zhao Wenbo has felt the most in the past 27 years from a small work to now becoming the secretary of the Criminal Department.

As a person who deals with the dead all year round, Zhao Wenbo knows very well that people die every day in this world, and the living people are either tortured by birth, old age, sickness and death, or suddenly fly to the disaster, of course, there are those who are calculated in the accident and are not as good as death, these Zhao Wenbo does not care, he cares about those who die of unnatural phenomena.

Zhao Wenbo, who is now 45 years old, has been engaged in criminal investigation work for 27 years, and in these 27 years, there have been more than 1,200 death cases cracked by his hands, except for 19 cases in which Zhao Wenbo is still at large because of the pressure of power, although he clearly knows who the murderer is, but Zhao Wenbo can only be brought to justice by them. Forty-three of them were murders left by those martial arts masters, and the remaining ones were unidentified corpses that were not conducive to solving the case, or because they missed the best opportunity to solve the case, they could only wait for the murderer to reveal himself one day, otherwise it would be difficult to solve the case.

For those masters who are almost legendary, Zhao Wenbo has no way or right to put them to death, after all, in this era of advocating force, any powerful warrior is respected or worshipped, and those headless cases make Zhao Wenbo feel that this is a shame.

This is not to say how honest Zhao Wenbo is, on the contrary, Zhao Wenbo not only thinks of himself as very ashamed of Bai Ding, but also loves money very much, but this does not prevent Zhao Wenbo from thinking that he is a good official.

After trying so many cases, although unjust and wrongful cases are inevitable, Zhao Wenbo thinks that he is worthy of his heart - this is the reason why he still likes this profession, or the source of interest and strength, just like he has always thought that gold has a priceless life, this is also the difference between Zhao Wenbo and those in power, some people regard human life as ants, but Zhao Wenbo does not think so, although he despises those humble civilians, it is Zhao Wenbo's background that determines his likes and dislikes. When he was a child, Zhao Wenbo's life was very bitter, and even to the point that he had the idea of pulling out a knife from the palace to be a eunuch in the deep palace in order to eat a mouthful, but gritted his teeth and persevered, after decades of wind and rain and hibernation, he finally had today's achievements, so Zhao Wenbo does not believe in fate, there is no no-no in Zhao Wenbo's belief in life, as long as you want.

This is also one of the reasons why Zhao Wenbo's reputation is half discredited so far.

In Zhao Wenbo's view, any life is a gift from God to the world, so whether a civilian is killed or a nobleman is killed, Zhao Wenbo is treated equally, because he respects life, which is just like his opinion of women, isn't it for men to cherish women?

Although he still loves those talented and good-looking young women, Zhao Wenbo does not dislike his ruined wife.

Whether he does one thing or likes someone, if he insists on stringing together a half-life memory with time as a point, then his story will seem legendary to future generations.

Zhao Wenbo is undoubtedly such a person.

I don't know for some reason, Zhao Wenbo and even himself are a little unbelievable, he likes to see the expressions of the dead, some are hideous, some are serene, thousands of people are terrifying or bloody, like the hell that Buddhism says, between this, every time Zhao Wenbo comes to the scene of the murder, he will first stare at those dead faces for a moment, and then he will faintly feel the trembling of his body - this is a trembling between happiness and pleasure.

Seeing the faces of the dead man, Zhao Wenbo was excited, and this excitement came from Zhao Wenbo's belief that he would find the murderer.

Before this night came, Zhao Wenbo still thought that he would not add another sum to his headless case.

But after hearing the soldier's words, Zhao Wenbo's face changed sharply a few times, and it was ugly.

Hundreds of Qilin troops were killed? Lu Chuliang, the commander of the Qilin Army and the Leopard Army, was tragically wiped out?

Compared with the killing of Guo Qili, the city lord of Phoenix City, these two news made Zhao Wenbo open his mouth in surprise, so there was an extremely funny scene, Guo Qili's friends saw that the first person in Yanguo's case had just gotten off the sedan chair, and before he could take three steps on the ground, he hurriedly turned around and got into the sedan chair, and ordered the people to leave without leaving a word.

The place where Zhao Wenbo is going is Lu Mansion, because he knows very well that if he can't solve this case, the black gauze hat on his head and even the head under the black gauze hat will not be guaranteed.

Compared with those who died, the living people live well, and in Zhao Wenbo's view, this is the most important thing in life.

Wiping the fine sweat on his forehead with his hand, Zhao Wenbo faintly felt a little wrong, such a big thing happened this night, and there was no warning without saying it, and it happened one after the other, the object was the son of the city lord who supported the army and respected himself, and on the other hand, the Qilin army that made the people of the fire city change their color......

Could there be some connection?

Zhao Wenbo, who thought of something, gently lifted the corner of the window of the sedan chair and glanced at the night.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhao Wenbo always felt that there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

These flavors are somewhat familiar.

If someone sees Zhao Wenbo's face at this moment, they will find that this person who used to have a smile on his face and was not afraid of life and death actually showed a look of fear at this moment.

Out of intuition, Zhao Wenbo felt that the murder that happened tonight was related to an old incident.

In the absence of testimony, Zhao Wenbo did not dare to say the result directly, but this did not prevent Zhao Wenbo from conjecturing about the case, just like his conjecture when he detected several members of the dark incense team lurking in Lihuo City, and all of them were later confirmed without exception.

Dark Fragrance Squad, Kirin Army.

Could it be that there are still members of the Dark Fragrance Team who have not been dug up by themselves and are hiding in the Away Fire City?

Looks like there's more than one person?

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenbo's back was suddenly soaked in cold sweat.

Who is the murderer who killed Guo Qili in Jinxiu?

Zhao Wenbo always felt that he had grasped something, but this feeling was very vague, so vague that Zhao Wenbo couldn't figure it out anymore in the blink of an eye.

Just when Zhao Wenbo was bumping all the way thinking about the situation he was going to face next.

Su Qin was also thinking about what to do next.

Looking at the ten unicorn armies surrounding Jinxiu, and looking at Aunt Sun who returned to Jinxiu, Su Qin stood quietly in front of the window this night with a cold wind blowing, and he didn't sleep all night.

After dawn, Su Qin, who had washed his face, decided to walk out of Jinxiu, and then face the enemy he had to face first, Qiao Er, and the impostor Lu Yu according to his plan.