On the other side of the planet, the cosmic kingdom is already shrouded in night.

Zhangqilu's car stopped in front of an old apartment building, which is Han Jingya's home, the apartment is four stories high, and each floor has four units, except for the last unit on each floor, the door is facing west, and all the other units have the same layout with doors facing north and windows facing south.

Zhang Qilu looked at the last room on the fourth floor, he didn't get out of the car, since he couldn't get rid of the manic emotions alone, then he simply sealed all the emotions. He now feels like a stone, as Taoism says, affection is positive, and emotionlessness is negative, so the state of ruthlessness is zero. Taoism has never advocated ruthlessness. Cultivators should not be attached to feelings, which include emotions and emotions, but Taoists say that the Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, and three to all things, and then there is nothing left if it returns to zero. This was Zhang Qilu's helpless move, but if he maintained such a state for a long time, it would also affect his Dao heart.

Zhang Qilu pushed the car door and walked up the stairs, Li Xiaoxiao followed him, but Zhang Qilu waved his hand to stop Li Xiaoxiao from following.

Zhang Qilu came to the last unit on the top floor, pushed down the door, the door was unlocked, and Zhang Qilu walked into the house. It's a one-bedroom unit with no one in the living room, almost no furniture.

Zhang Qilu pushed open the bedroom door, and what greeted him was two corpses, although there was no emotion, Zhang Qilu still narrowed his eyes, this should be the corpses of Han Jingya and her mother.

He carefully observed the two corpses, although he was now shielded from emotions and emotions, but the scene in front of him was still very uncomfortable, what greeted him was blood, and Zhang Qilu felt dead silence.

The mother and daughter died in different ways, the mother's death appearance, her face was peaceful, there were no wounds on her body, it was not like she was dead but like she was asleep, she should have died of suffocation, or natural death.

Han Jingya is about to be much more miserable, except for her face, the handsome and sweet little girl has almost no intact skin on her body, all of which are knife wounds, thorns, and slashes. Suppressing emotions and emotions does not mean that there are no ideas, and the girl who has spoken and talked in the morning is gone. It doesn't matter if she has done anything to hurt herself, but now that the person is dead, everything doesn't matter anymore. He looked away.

Zhang Qilu had no waves in his heart at the moment, he used the Qi Observation Technique to sweep the whole house, trying to see some clues from it. But there is nothing here, not even the breath of people. Suddenly, Zhang Qilu seemed to see something, he came to Jingya's mother's side, and a knife handle was exposed under the woman's body, and he didn't move the corpse, because he knew that it was an ordinary kitchen knife, a sharp knife for cutting vegetables in every kitchen.

At this moment, a picture was presented in Zhang Qilu's mind, the old man was seriously ill and confused, she was not afraid of death, and death was a relief for her. But she has reluctance and concern, and that is her daughter. It was amazing that the seriously ill woman could even stand up, but her mind was getting more and more chaotic. The long-term obsession with her daughter's worries made her make a crazy decision at the last moment of her life, that is, to take her daughter with her, and her mother stabbed Han Jingya to death. Then he put the knife under him and died.

Zhang Qilu didn't leave the door, it was impossible for a master like him to leave any traces, he jumped off the balcony, his figure was like a bird, hidden in the darkness, and a few minutes later he appeared next to a pay phone.

Zhang Qilu didn't move, he was thinking calmly, if Zhang Qilu was on weekdays, he would definitely call the police without hesitation, but at this moment he didn't want to make this call. Because the picture presented in that room was so complete and almost perfect without any flaws, it was kind of like it was arranged for me. Zhang Qilu now felt that the microphone cord of the public phone booth was like a lasso, waiting for his neck to enter it.

This is a trap, Zhang Qilu has a conclusion.

The next moment he returned to his car, and without waiting for him to speak, Li Xiaoxiao said to Lin Xiao in the driver's seat, "Let's go." ”

The car didn't go home, they were on their way to Ewha University.

"Brother Qi, how is it?"

"It's not good, the girl died, and so did her mother. She is the only friend of me and Nian'er in the universe, her family is very bad, a single-parent family, her mother is seriously ill, she should be at the age of studying, she chose to rely on herself, and has been practicing dance desperately. ”

"Is there a conclusion?"

"There is no conclusion, Nian'er and I have repeatedly said that we can help her, but she refused, she was very stubborn. Her death was like a perfectly arranged trap, so she probably didn't know about the cup of black tea in the morning, and there might be someone else who was doing something else in the tea. ”

"Brother Qi, how are you feeling now?"

"It's very bad, it's closed to my emotions, and my perception has decreased a lot."

"What exactly are they using?"

"I don't know, this is a method that I haven't been exposed to, it's not a curse, it's not a Gu poison, it's not those things in the West, Taoism, and the Buddha family don't have such a means."

At this moment, Zhang Qilu's phone rang, and the development of mobile phones was very fast this year, and it really changed from a mobile phone to a mobile phone. Folding the phone in the trouser pocket is no longer as cumbersome and cumbersome as it used to be.

Li Xiaoxiao saw that although Zhang Qilu, who was connected to the phone, did not speak, the corners of his eyes began to twitch constantly.

Zhang Qilu hung up the phone, and Li Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to ask

"Brother Qi, who is it? What's wrong? ”

Zhang Qilu didn't rush to answer Li Xiaoxiao, he closed his eyes and was thinking.

"Someone asked me to go up the mountain."

"Do you need me to accompany you?"

"You don't need to send me there, and then go back to the apartment. I had a few moments of inspiration today, but I didn't catch that thought, and I finally thought of it when I answered the phone just now. Go back and look at the list of people who lived in the student apartment 14 years ago. ”

"Brother Qi, haven't you checked these?"

"I checked, but I think something should be overlooked, you can compare the information of the suspects I have counted these days, and the clues should be relatively hidden. ...... I'll go and meet, that man. ”

......

The situation of the train exceeded the imagination of Fang Minzhi and the others, and after entering the fifth carriage, the fight began.

In this carriage, there are dozens of people fighting, either alone or in groups of three or two. These people have different methods, some are barehanded, some are armed with knives, and some are armed with silenced pistols, and these people have one thing in common, that is, fierce and vicious.

There were already a bunch of people lying on the ground, and these people who were still standing were desperate, Fang Minzhi and the others didn't pay attention to what was going on here when they saw the situation in the carriage.

"It seems that now the whole world knows that our young master is very rich." Huang Laoqian said

"Not very rich, very rich, now in a specific circle, the young master of our family is already a god-level figure who can independently compete with the United States." Fang Minzhi added

"Yes, I think there should be as many people who want to kill him as there are people who want to get to know him."

The group of people who came in the carriage immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the people who were still fighting were already evenly matched, and they probably didn't want to continue to entangle with their current opponents for a long time. The sudden intrusion of the group gave them a reason to share their hatred.

Captain Fang snapped his fingers, and the six-person squad immediately switched to a battle formation.

Xiao Tang stood at the front with a knife, he was flanked by Ah Xiang and Qi Zai, the center of the team was the square team, Pu Yuanqi was at the end, and Huang Laoqian was on the periphery.

This is how the killing began, and if it had been a year ago when he encountered such a scene, Pu Yuanqi would have been frightened and his legs would have weakened. But after a year of training, he has already transformed. Ten ordinary people are not his opponents, but now it is obvious that they are not ordinary people here, and there is still a certain danger, so his precious technical talent is still protected by everyone.

Xiao Tang's knife was so sharp that almost no one could see his blade, so he fell down one by one. Almost none of the people who fell were whole, and Sugar was like a sushi chef cutting through those red-eyed opponents.

Ah Xiang and Qi Tsai both hold a knife in one hand and a pistol in the other. To fill in the leaks, they were more like sweeping the battlefield, and by the time they reached the other end of the carriage, there was hardly a living person on the ground.

In the battle just now, the potential of this team was only exerted by thirty percent at most, and Fang Minzhi had only shot once, and his bronze ruler had not been stained with blood.

"Sugar, do you need a break?" Fang Minzhi asked

"No, this is just the beginning, and I haven't warmed up yet."

After Xiaotang finished speaking, he pushed open the door and walked out of the carriage.

In the sixth carriage, there was no fighting, and there were about two dozen people here, divided into two groups and facing each other.

The aisle of the carriage has become a clear dividing line, and the hostile mouths on both sides are still swearing, and it extends to the carriage door at the other end, and there are people on both sides guarding the carriage door to prevent the other from passing.

Xiao Tang, who killed the red-eyed, just wanted to step forward to kill, but was stopped by Fang Minzhi behind him.

Pu Yuanqi was observing the people in the carriage, and the people on one side had obvious German characteristics, blonde hair, fortitude, and well-defined faces. On the other side, most of them have long hair, darker hair, mostly black hair, with obvious Mediterranean characteristics, dark white and dark complexion, they are supposed to be a group of Romans.

Fang Minzhi soon had a countermeasure, the Venes of Rome, they are the most cunning and slippery group of people in the entire Europa, they are the most business-friendly people in Europa. And the Germans, the young master just killed the head of the largest family there last year, so it should not be difficult to guess the position of these two groups.

The Germans and the Romans were also looking at the masked men, and although they were all hostile, the people here were not as impulsive as the people in the previous carriage, and they were obviously not willing to act rashly until they knew whether they were friends or foes.

Fang Minzhi asked Huang Laoqian to negotiate with the Romans. I didn't expect to say a few words, and I started there.

The Italians quickly surrounded Huang Laoqian.

Sugar single-handedly struck them in the middle of them before they closed in.

For a time, the entire carriage was full of swords and swords, and the blood was soaring.

Some people died, but not completely......