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When Yang Ji contacted Ms. Ole, her tone on the phone was still a little drunk: "You...... I'll be calling me later, please leave a message if you have something...... Belch. ”

Ms. Ole burped in a ladylike manner, and her voice was silent for a second, probably because she covered her mouth lightly and said, "Excuse me." ”

"I found the body of a missing homeless man on Black Iron Street. Yang Ji didn't pay attention to the drunken Ms. Ole, and said directly.

"So fast?!" Ms. Ole's drunkenness was instantly dispersed by the news, and her voice rose a little higher.

"You're such a genius...... Where are you? I'll come to you right now. On the other end of the phone came the sound of Madame Ole getting up and getting dressed.

"See you at the west exit of Black Iron Street. ”

"An hour. ”

Ms. Ole hung up the phone, and Yang Ji saw that there was still a while before the time of meeting, so he went to the bank, not Bond Bank, of course, but the Commonwealth Bank, where he had all his savings.

In addition to the 2.7 million federal coins lent out by the buy list, which is still to be returned, it is not included in the account for the time being, and then the part used by himself is removed, and there are still 1.02 million federal coins left in the account.

"I'm still a little rich after all. Yang Jimei thought about it, the monthly salary of ordinary salarymen is only about 5,000 federal coins, and 1 million will save for nearly 15 years without eating or drinking, no wonder they all want to play in a special arena, even if they are not qi refiners, they can quickly accumulate a lot of wealth if they continue to win in the ordinary arena open to the outside world.

His monthly expenses are actually not much, but he has been living in Zijin Mansion to ask Dean Dong's friend to pay for it, and he really doesn't want to go, he has received it, but he must move out.

Each set aside 3,000 federal dollars for rent and daily living expenses, and he plans to save 800,000 yuan, and the rest will be directly opened with a bank card, which is convenient for easy access and use.

"After this matter is resolved, I will go find a decent house and rent it first......" Yang Ji silently pondered while lining up.

An hour passed quickly.

At the west exit of Heitie Street, Yang Ji saw a car rushing towards it with a roaring throttle, throwing a beautiful drift on the street, and parking it in a parking space on the side of the road.

To his surprise, a tall man with a well-trimmed sideburns, a well-dressed suit, and striking green eyes stepped out of the passenger seat.

"Sorry sorry, I was a few minutes late, and we were all to blame for drinking too much last night and accidentally ...... If the call comes in the afternoon, it's a pleasant memory. ”

"Oh, look at my mouthy ..... To put it bluntly, this is my husband Edward, who is currently a special criminal investigator of the Secret Police, and has much more experience in handling the scene than I do. ”

"Hello, Yang Ji, I've heard Ole mention you a long time ago, and when you have time to come to our house for dinner in the future, Ole's pickled steak is a must. Edward smiled kindly, holding out his broad palm.

"Thank you, Mr. Edward, it is my pleasure to be invited by you. Yang Ji stretched out his hand and shook him, and had to admit that the man in front of him was very charming, with such a man, it was no wonder that Morse couldn't catch up with Ms. Shelley.

A few people walked into the Black Iron Street, and the out-of-place outfits quickly attracted the attention of many people, but Ole and Edward seemed to have some of them who could recognize their faces, so under telling each other, no one dared to come up to find trouble, and they came to the manhole cover that Yang Ji had marked.

"This is it. ”

"It's such a depressing place, and it's really convenient for murderers to commit crimes here. Edward looked up at the cramped space above him, and even though it was sunny outside, there was still a sense of coldness here, as if even the sunlight could not shine into this socially abandoned slum.

He put on surgical gloves, squatted down and groped around the manhole cover carefully, and said: "There used to be blood stains here, although it has been cleaned up, but it is not thorough enough, there is still a little gelatinous residue in the iron cracks, and it should have been at least three days ago." ”

"Let's go down. As he spoke, he lifted the manhole cover, not at all afraid that he was still wearing a custom-made high-end suit, and climbed down the rusty railing.

"Your husband is really attractive at work. Yang Ji whispered praise to Ms. Ole.

"That's one of the reasons I married him. With a smile on her lips, Ms. O'Leff replied generously.

Walking along the filthy sewer for a while, Yang Ji smelled the indescribable stench, but the smell was much lighter, and it couldn't be compared to last night at all.

He frowned, walked forward a few dozen meters quickly, and came to where he was yesterday, but there was nothing!

The horrible corpse was gone.

Yang Ji looked at them face to face, and could only pretend to be humorous and said: "For unknown reasons, Mr. Corpse stood up by himself and didn't know where to go for a walk." ”

Edward stepped aside, sniffed the air carefully, and confirmed, "It is indeed the smell of corpses, and it is mixed with a very strange smell...... It seems to be the taste of pitcher plant acid. ”

"How is it possible?" Yang Ji was dumbfounded, could it be that there was a pitcher plant that had become a sperm here? If you want to swallow a person, how big does it have to be?

"Ole. Edward looked back at Miss Ole.

Ms. Ole nodded, and took out a bag of green candles from the lady's satchel she was carrying, and a small glass jar containing a phospho-like powder with a red sheen, which looked a little mysterious.

I saw that she surrounded seven candles around the empty seat pointed out by Yang Ji, slowly recited a word similar to a charm, and then carefully took out a pinch of powder from the glass jar and patted it hard!

"Huh!" The flame of the seven candles rose without wind, and suddenly rose three feet high, burning violently, the high temperature of the candlelight distorted the light of this small space, and they could vaguely observe through the candlelight, there was a person wearing a black cloak who could not see his face clearly was standing next to the corpse of the homeless man, holding a pot of boiling potion in his hand, and drenched the corpse little by little, and soon the corpse was covered with dense green bubbles, and the whole person began to dissolve in place!

As the corpse melted into a pool of green water, the man threw a match on it, and strangely enough, the match did not go out when it touched the green water, but burned quietly, and the green water gradually evaporated and faded, and finally turned into a pinch of green powder.