"Very strange soul!"

Bayol died, but his soul was captured by Mo Xuan at the same time. [No pop-up novel network]

He doesn't care who this guy is, how high his status is, and the guy who has been a saint, his vision is still very high.

A guy of Bayol's level should not be in his eyes.

Besides, it was this guy who came to touch his things first.

As an exclusive dimension defined by himself, it is completely his own private property, and this guy actually treats it as a teaching material, which is purely an act of looking for death.

However, when Mo Xuan wanted to use the means of soul searching to read his memory, it happened again.

Soul searching doesn't work anymore.

He couldn't read the memory of Bayol.

Soul searching doesn't work, and in the rules of such a world, soul searching doesn't work.

Because on earth, the manifestation of the soul is not three souls and six spirits, but fluctuations.

He can control the fluctuations, but he can't parse the information from the fluctuations.

So he seemed helpless.

At the same time, Bayol's death in front of him proves another thing, that the underworld does not exist.

On Earth, after death, the fluctuations of the soul will quickly dissipate due to the loss of the support of the brain, and will not condense into the form of a soul into the underworld.

In the underworld, in fact, Mo Xuan also explored that dimension, but unfortunately, it was desolate.

In fact, Bayo'er's soul fluctuations did not last long in front of Mo Xuan, and soon disappeared.

"In other words, on the earth, you can only influence and control but you can't analyze it!" Mo Xuan wiped his nose, "It's also a new discovery!"

Tilting his head and thinking about it, his gaze wandered around for a while, and finally, he stopped in a bookcase.

He saw a big dictionary, the thick and heavy one.

Mo Xuan smiled, beckoned, and the book flew in front of him, smiled, opened the book, and flicked it with his hand, and the pages that were originally covered with handwriting suddenly became blank.

Then, with his index finger outstretched, he gently brushed over the blank page.

A blank line of handwriting appeared on it: the three souls and six spirits could not be condensed, appeared in the form of fluctuations, and could be controlled, but could not be explained, and the reason was to be investigated.

He is not a person with a great memory, but a big and lazy person, so sometimes when he encounters something blocked, he will be annoyed and not solve it immediately, and this kind of thing will be forgotten after a long time, so I think it is better to find a notepad for myself.

It's just that I hope I don't even forget to read the notepad.

Mo Xuan laughed self-deprecatingly, waved his hand, and the big dictionary turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated.

"Whew!" he let out a long breath and stood up, as usual, with his toes three inches off the ground, which would help him become familiar with the fluctuations of gravity and better understand the rules of the world.

If you understand it, you can modify it, but until then, let's solve your own troubles!

"Lao Tzu is a high school student, you can't go to class all day long, this will not have a good impact!" he secretly thought in his heart, but he didn't want to think about why others would want to use him to bring down Lao Tzu if he had a good influence before.

But he is a guy who only blames others and never looks at his own shortcomings, and he lives with peace of mind.

A layer of black mist floated around him, enveloping Mo Xuan, and his eyes were once again replaced by two dark blue flames.

The body slowly floated up, flashing into another dimension like a ghost, and in the next moment, the place where he appeared was the Mausoleum City, the Municipal Axe Guest House.

Today is Wednesday, and Qi Fatzi will definitely have a date with his good friend in this guest house, and he knows which room it is.

Of course, this is not based on the ability to pinch and calculate, in fact, in this world, this set is no longer real.

According to his original memory, two years later, the mayor of Qi Changlu Qi would step down because of violations of law and discipline, so the media reported his private life in detail, including such a rule, every Wednesday night, he would go on a date with his good friend in room 403 of the municipal party committee guest house.

Wouldn't it be better for him to die on a woman's belly?

Mo Xuan thought maliciously, and he also decided to do it.

The Municipal Party Committee Guest House is a five-story building, it looks ordinary and ordinary on the outside, just like the residential building in the outer city, but the decoration inside is not ordinary luxury, it is splendid, the entire fourth floor is a floor, there are only four rooms, all of them are presidential suites, except for when people come from above, Qi Changlu left one for himself, and this kind of behavior is extremely stupid in the eyes of the head of their family.

Indeed, extremely stupid, women are in the guest house of the municipal party committee, who do you think you are?

As soon as he went up to the fourth floor, before he got close to the four-zero-three, Mo Xuan heard the cow-like panting sound coming from the four-zero-three room, and of course, moaning.

Mo Xuan laughed, and the speed of his body suddenly accelerated, and his smoky figure passed through the wall and directly entered the room.

The situation in the room was not unexpected, the obese man in his fifties was working a mature woman in his thirties.

On the small cabinet next to the bed, there was also a medicine bottle, and through the transparent glass, Mo Xuan could clearly see the remaining small blue pills inside.

Mo Xuan smiled, floated to the side of the bed, stretched out his finger, and tapped on the back of the fat man, and then with a wave, there were a few fewer pills in the bottle.

And then drifted away.

There are many ways to let Qi Fat die like this, but there is no doubt that it is in his best interest to let him die on a woman's belly like this.

If you eat too much viagra, you will die, you will die under the peony flower, and you will be a ghost.

This ghost can't do it, but the romance is certain.

After Mo Xuan left, Qi Fatzi's constantly shaking body suddenly paused, and then shook as quickly as chaff.

The woman under him thought it was his ** at first, and she was excited, but she didn't expect that after a while, she gradually felt that something was wrong, and after Qi Fatzi trembled for a while, she fell on her body, motionless, she pushed twice, but there was no response.

Push it twice more, but there is still no response, probe the snort, and then look at the eyes that are open but hollow, where she still doesn't understand what is happening as a nurse.

She couldn't help but scream, but she covered her mouth vigilantly.

A smart woman, but very unfortunate.

The smart thing is that after this kind of thing happened, she wanted to clear up the relationship for the first time, so she tiptoed to put on her clothes and went out, wanting to leave quietly. Although the relationship between her and Qi Fatzi is not a secret in this municipal party committee guest house, there are no monitoring facilities in this municipal party committee guest house, every time she comes, she goes in directly, and there is no registration record, even if someone else finds her, she can also pretend not to know, and make a fool of it, so, on the whole, her abacus is still quite fine.

Unfortunately, this week, the Municipal Party Committee Guest House just recruited a group of newcomers, these newcomers did not know her, just when she crept out of the door of the 30 City, just bumped into two, the two people saw that she looked like a thief, and did not know her, so they naturally stopped her.

Ten minutes later, all the lights in the entire municipal party committee guest house were turned on.

Then there are the lights of the municipal party committee, the lights of the municipal axe, the lights of the police station, and the lights of the public security bureau.

On this night, Lingcheng is destined to be no longer peaceful, and Mo Xuan, the initiator of all this, doesn't care about this matter, and no longer cares, the next thing he has to do is to find the real murderer.

It's so simple.

Zhao Yingying's corpse has the breath of a murderer, there are two people, one Mo Xuan is very familiar, because he can feel this breath every day in class, and the other is strange, strange is strange, if you really want to find it, it is also a very quick thing.

And in this matter, Mo Xuan didn't want to do it himself.

Therefore, he summoned Zhou Xiaolong.

...... In the early morning of the next day, Director Huo sat restlessly in the small conference room of the municipal party committee, smoking one cigarette after another.

Last night's incident hit him very hard, and all his hopes were pinned on this Mayor of Qi, and he was already sure enough to overturn the surname Mo, but unexpectedly, at this critical time, Mayor Qi actually played such a game, not only played with his own life, but also worried about his future as Chief Huo Da.

You said that you are also fifty or sixty years old, and some things have to be done in moderation, swallowing three viagra pills in one go, you are really a merry ghost.

Just pity me - as soon as the fat man Qi goes, no one in the entire Lingcheng will be able to compete with the surname Mo, and he put the son surnamed Mo together two days ago, Liangzi is settled, but whether it can be resolved or not depends on him.

Now, all he has to do is show sincerity, and therefore, those cases must be stepped up.

Picking up the mobile phone, he was about to call the criminal police brigade and ask them to hurry up the progress of solving the case dragged down by themselves, but he didn't expect that as soon as he picked up the phone, the phone rang, look at the number, the criminal police team, with an impatient look on his face, pressed the answer button.

"Hey-I-what?" After ten seconds of listening, he jerked up from his chair.

The real murderer turned himself in, the person who turned himself in was called Zheng Bing, Mo Xuan's classmate, according to him, this incident was done by him with a gangster outside the school, the nickname of the gangster is Little Kidnapper, and he doesn't know his real name.

As for blaming Mo Xuan, it was temporary.

He saw that Mo Xuan's schoolbag was put in the classroom all day long, so when he was out of school, he took advantage of people's attention to pull it down and brought it to the scene of the murder.

"Dig out that little crutch for me!" he yelled at the phone, and then hung up the phone fiercely, Zheng Bing's surrender gave him another weight, and now he had to catch the other prisoner as soon as possible, but he didn't expect that not long after putting down the phone, the phone rang again.

One look, Xicheng District Police Station.

"Hey-what-what!" As soon as he said two words, his body suddenly froze, as if he had been immobilized by the immobilization method, and his face turned pale, "You-you say it again!"

There was obviously some surprise on the phone, "That's the case, Director Huo, this morning, on the archway in our Xicheng, a corpse was found, after investigation, the deceased's name was Jin Qiang, a little gangster, nicknamed Little Kidnapper, judging from the situation at the scene, it was preliminarily determined to be a suicide, but we found a number of blood stains on the deceased's clothes, in the form of a splash, after testing, it was human blood, but it did not belong to the deceased, Forensic Doctor Liu believes that this person is related to the murder case a few days ago, so, I came to you to report the situation!"

The director of the police station obviously wanted to pat himself on the back, but he didn't know that after Director Huo heard the words "little kidnapper", his brain went blank, but he didn't listen to the following words anymore, and his mind echoed what Mo Xuan had told him when he left the interrogation room.

"If I find that bastard, I'll hang him on top of the archway in Xicheng!"

All of a sudden, he was completely confused.

The door of the small conference room rang, and subconsciously, he turned his head and saw that the door that was originally closed was pushed open from the outside, revealing a figure.

After Director Huo saw the person who came, there was no trace of blood on his face.

"Yo, isn't this Director Huo?" the person who came seemed to be a little surprised, and there was a hint of surprise in his voice, "Why are you so early!"

"Oh, I...... I'm here to report to Mayor Mo!"

"Oh!" the person nodded his head, with a bright smile on his face, but his mouth showed a tone of resentment, "How is my case, there is still no end, the old man has trained me three times for this matter, no, I was called here again today, I can wait for you to return my innocence!"

(To be continued)