City: I am possessed by a mildew god, and I draw S-level exercises at the beginning

"Su Qiuyue." Xiao Yao silently wrote down the name.

"Brother, if you meet people from the Su family in the future, you can help. After all, our two families were allies who advanced and retreated together."

"Don't worry, sister, I understand, eat, eat, don't patronize chatting, the food will be cold."

"Ah."

The first dinner when the siblings reunited, talking and laughing for three or four hours, Xiao Qian had automatically assumed the role of "mother", worrying about this and that...

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Qian still went to work early, while Xiao Yao was a little dazed sitting on the bed.

Ask the former enemy, Xiao Qian won't open her mouth when she is killed, but Xiao Yao knows some torture methods, but she can't greet her relatives either!I want to investigate now, but I don't know where to start.

A murder case eight years ago, with an unknown number of enemies hiding in the dark...

"Even if the system is omnipotent, it is impossible to give me the answer directly."

"Hey, let's go out first, maybe there will be unexpected gains..."

Xiao Yao took a taxi and went directly to the city center, where there is no doubt that there are the most people coming and going, and it happened that Xiao Yao stopped by to buy some clothes, so as not to be regarded as a poor ghost wherever he went.

I walked into a larger sports brand store casually, and the salesperson stepped forward and said, "Hello, sir, do you want to buy shoes or clothes?"

"Let me consider."

"Ok."

The salesperson was very kind, but he didn't look at Xiao Yao's plain clothes and made fun of him.

Xiao Yao doesn't care much about what he wears, he chooses a sports brand for flexibility and comfort.

"I want this, this, this..." Xiao Yao pointed at six or seven items in one breath.

It was the first time for the salesperson to see such a simple person who bought things, and he was taken aback for a moment before saying, "Oh, okay, just wait a moment..."

"En." Xiao Yao nodded.

While Xiao Yao was waiting for the salesman to pick up the goods, a person came in from the direction of the store door, and said in a strange voice: "Where did you come from beggars? Do any of you put them in the store?"

"Young Master Zhang!" the salesperson in the shop called.

Xiao Yao followed the voice and turned around to look at a young man dressed in colorful clothes like a Christmas tree, wearing sunglasses, and a gold chain as thick as a little finger hanging around his neck, who almost wrote the words "I have money" directly on the face off.

"What are you looking at! I'll take out your eyeballs!" Young Master Zhang spoke extremely arrogantly.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Yao's mouth, it seems that there is someone to sign up for today.

But after Zhang Shao finished speaking, he suddenly pulled down his sunglasses, looked carefully at Xiao Yao's face, and said strangely: "Huh? I feel familiar with this annoying smile. I seem to have seen your face somewhere. Pass……"

Zhang Shao moved closer, carefully identified it, pondered for a while, and asked uncertainly: "You... are... Xiao Yao?"

Seeing that the other party recognized him, Xiao Yao was also a little surprised, "You know me?"

"Fuck, it's really you!?" Young Master Zhang hurriedly took off his sunglasses, his expression was exaggerated, "Didn't you say you're dead? You don't know me anymore? Primary school classmate, Zhang Wei!"

Zhang Wei?

Xiao Yao recalled for a while, and there was indeed such a person in his memory, who graduated from the same elementary school and was in the same class, and there was no other information other than that, so it seemed that the relationship was not very good.

However, in my memory, I still vaguely seem to have fought with him...

"How should I play with him..." Xiao Yao pondered.