Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 1038 Which Odin are you looking for? (Two in one, please subscribe!!!)

More importantly, the police had no way of judging the man's position. This looked very much like a premeditated crime. There have been many such cases in history where criminals who committed violent terrorist acts were picked up by their companions in helicopters.

The point is, this flashy man in white bathing clothes looks more neurotic than that weirdo with bandages wrapped all over his body...

But what if this man is here to solve the problem here... No, this possibility is too small. If the higher-ups sent someone to deal with the problem here, why didn't they notify the police first? Moreover, why would they send a foreigner to solve such a problem?
"What are you here for?" The sheriff shouted at the man in the white suit through a loudspeaker with some caution.

"Me?" The man in the white suit pointed at himself and said as a matter of course, "You can tell at a glance that I'm here to meddle in other people's business."

"Mind...mind other people's business?" The sheriff was unable to wrap his mind around what was going on for a moment.

"Yeah, I had an appointment, but I suddenly wanted to cancel it, so I was flying aimlessly in the sky. What a coincidence, I just happened to see something going on here." The man in the white suit stroked his long hair coquettishly, "What do you think I should do? I am born with a nosy personality, especially when it comes to things related to pretty girls. When I'm in a good mood, I can even take a look at the male and female dogs passing by on the street. It's so lively here, where else can I go if not here?"

"Haven't you seen that both sides of the road are sealed?" The sheriff scolded the man, "This is the police investigation area. No idle people are allowed to enter. Get out of there immediately!"

"I saw it, but I didn't come from the side of the road. I came from the sky. There's no seal there." The man in the white suit pointed to the sky above his head. He sighed and complained, "Oh, I get called a stud and a bastard every day. I finally get to be a messenger of justice, but why doesn't anyone appreciate it?"

The sheriff frowned deeply. He finally understood what was said. This guy was a complete psychopath. However, compared to the strange man wrapped in bandages, this guy was a psychopath who could communicate. However, his thoughts were too erratic and could easily lead you astray.

"This is a crime scene. Do you know what you are doing?" The sheriff could no longer tolerate this matter. He warned the man, "You have five seconds to evacuate the area. I repeat, you have five seconds to evacuate quickly, otherwise we will use violence to subdue you!"

"Sheriff, should we shoot him?" asked an inexperienced trainee police officer nearby.

"Are you stupid? He's not a criminal, why are you shooting him? He's a foreigner. If you shoot him, we'll all have to take off our police hats tomorrow!" The sheriff cursed impatiently, "This is just a warning, warning, understand? Any normal person with a little bit of brains would have known the danger and been scared away!"

The sheriff didn't know what had happened to him today. He had been a policeman for so many years and had never encountered such a difficult guy... and two of them suddenly appeared. He must have not checked the almanac before going out today.

But it was useless to look at the almanac, as this was his job. The man in the white suit was obviously not a normal person with a brain. When he heard the sheriff's warning, he became excited instead.

"Violence? Uniforms?" The man in the white suit raised his eyebrows. "How do you know I like this?"

The strange man wrapped in bandages suddenly moved, and he took another step closer to Chen Wenwen. Chen Wenwen did not react because her attention was focused on the man in the white suit who suddenly appeared. When she came to her senses, the strange man wrapped in bandages was already in front of her, almost sticking to her face.

Chen Wenwen could no longer suppress the fear in her heart. She screamed "Ah!" and the scream cut through the sky, attracting not only everyone's attention, but also the man wrapped in bandages seemed to have angered Ye Bei.

He stretched out his hand towards Chen Wenwen, as if he wanted to strangle her like he was Zhao Menghua, but Chen Wenwen was a weak girl compared to Zhao Menghua after all, and the man's powerful grip almost suffocated Zhao Menghua into shock in just a few tens of seconds. If Chen Wenwen's slender white neck was really strangled, wouldn't it be crushed in an instant?

The sheriff was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The situation here was already chaotic enough. He couldn't make up his mind for a while whether to shoot or not. Now a neurotic person suddenly appeared to disrupt the situation. How to solve this problem? If he failed to catch the criminal and hurt innocent people, he would be drowned by public opinion tomorrow!

"Remember to try your best to ensure the safety of the hostages, and be ready to shoot..." Before the sheriff's expression suddenly changed, the word "gun" was not uttered.

Because the neurotic man in the white suit also moved. He suddenly turned his head, and just before the bandaged man's hand was about to strangle Chen Wenwen's neck, he suddenly grabbed the bandaged man's forearm. His speed was incredibly fast, but his movements were as casual as a scholar picking up a peach branch.

"Don't be violent with women. This is a gentleman's virtue." The man in the white suit shook his head at the bandaged man, then turned his head and gave Chen Wenwen a gentle smile, "You are not hurt, are you, ma'am?"

Chen Wenwen's eyes widened and she shook her head in surprise, the movement so small that it was hard to tell whether she was shaking her head or trembling... She was really scared. When a person is greatly frightened, her brain goes blank. Now was clearly a perfect opportunity to escape, but she just stood there stupidly, as if her instinct to survive was gone.

"Alas, a good girl was really scared silly." The man in the white suit looked at the man covered in bandages, his eyes full of blame, "Brother, I'm not saying anything bad to you, but you can just throw a tantrum on the street, why are you making things difficult for a girl? Didn't your mother teach you that there would be no men without women in the world? If you have something that doesn't go your way, don't lose your temper at a girl, okay?"

The bandaged man's gaze slowly moved over. It was a confused, dull, yet inexplicably stubborn look. He looked at the man in the white suit and uttered a few words in a hoarse voice.

"Odin... where is Odin?" The bandaged man asked the same question stubbornly, with golden light flickering in his pupils.

"Odin, I know him. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" The man in the white suit slapped his forehead. "You should have asked me earlier. Otherwise, why would you have caused so many troubles? I know Odin well. We are old friends. What do you want from him?"

The man wrapped in bandages was also stunned for a moment. No one had ever answered his question directly along the way, but the answer from the man in the white suit was obviously beyond his expectations... Although he had very little memory left, the little bit of consciousness he had left was not enough to understand what the man in the suit meant.

"You want to ask about Odin, right? Come on, let's go talk over there." The man in the white suit put down the bandaged man's arm and put his arm around his shoulder. "This is a secret. I'm only telling you because I think you get along well with me. Don't let anyone else hear it."

The man in bandages unexpectedly did not resist, as if he was also confused by the words and actions of the man in the white suit... Not only was he confused, but also the police officers around him, especially the sheriff. He looked at the hand of the man in the white suit, which was placed intimately on the shoulder of the bandaged man, and he walked slowly towards him with his arm around him, looking like a good brother. If you didn't know, you would think they were old brothers who had known each other for many years.

"Don't think about shooting, evacuate the crowd and take the girl away quickly!" When passing the police cordon, the man in the white suit suddenly whispered this, and the voice was clearly heard by the sheriff.

Even if the sheriff was slow-witted, he should have realized by now that this guy was one of their own... Even though he was neurotic or irrational, what he did was truly on the side of justice.

"I see!" said the sheriff, suddenly realizing.

"Ah? What do you understand?" asked the deputy on the side.

"Have you seen the negotiation experts in the movies? They are the experts who suddenly appear when the criminals' modesty is out of control. Each of them has a vast reserve of psychological knowledge and considerable on-the-spot experience." The sheriff said, pointing at the hat on his head. "We police use force to suppress criminals, but they can directly destroy the criminals' psychological defenses. They are the only ones who can calm down an irritable criminal who is unable to communicate at all in an instant."

"Is that so?" The deputy widened his eyes, looking unconvinced.

"Yes, otherwise why would that weirdo be willing to be taken away by him? He was so vicious just now, but now he is as obedient as a child?" The sheriff looked at the backs of the two people, "So we can't understand what he said, because he is a negotiation expert, he is familiar with criminal psychology, he just imitated the tone of the criminals, they can resonate with each other, we are outsiders!"

“But I don’t think he is such a powerful person…” The deputy also looked at the backs of the two men and murmured in a low voice.

But the sheriff was totally unable to listen. He was frantically engaged in self-construction... Yes, that must be the case. This man must be an expert in negotiation, a top talent hired with high salary. So there is nothing wrong with him being a foreigner. It is also reasonable for him to appear in a suit and take a helicopter. This is how it is played in Hong Kong films and Hollywood blockbusters. Moreover, his temperament is very unique. His behavioral logic seems weird, but every word he says leaves you unable to refute. He must be an expert with considerable experience to be so calm and composed.

"Evacuate the crowd, evacuate the crowd!" The sheriff came to his senses and gave orders, "Send the victim next to the trash can and the frightened girl to the hospital. Do not move the blockade and cordon. Put away the guns and turn off the sirens of the police cars!"

"Why do you want to put the gun away?" the deputy asked in confusion.

"Stupid, didn't you hear me say not to shoot? The expert finally calmed the criminal down, and we pulled out our guns and scared him again. Wouldn't all the expert's efforts be in vain? Let specialized people do specialized things. When dealing with this kind of antisocial personality disorder, we have to trust the experts!" The sheriff looked at the backs of the two men who had already walked away, "So handsome! I hope my son can become a man like him in the future!"

……

Pompey hugged the bandaged man and came to the corner of a building. He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, are you looking for Odin?" Pompeii looked at the profile of the bandaged man, although all he could see was the bloodstained linen.

"Odin... Odin..." The bandaged man was still a little stunned. He kept murmuring the name, with golden light flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, Odin!" Pompey nodded. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the Google search engine, entered the name "Odin" in the search box, and then pressed the search icon on the right.

The Internet speed was quite fast. After refreshing for less than a second, more than one million relevant search results popped up on the Google page. Pompeii clicked on a search term and a picture appeared.

"Hey, this is Odin." Pompeii pointed at the enlarged picture and asked, "You're looking for this guy, right?"

The bandaged man stared at the photo in Pompeii's phone for a long time. After a while, a low growl suddenly came from his throat. There was anger in the growl. I don't know if he realized that he was being fooled.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, don't get angry yet." Pompey quickly swiped the photo away and flipped back and forth on the Google page. "You are not satisfied with the Odin just now, let's look at a few more. Don't worry, my appointment today is canceled. I have plenty of time. I will accompany you to look for it slowly."

"Is this Odin? Um, dissatisfied?"

"How about this one? This one looks majestic? Look at how textured this ram-horn helmet is... but it looks a bit old, huh?"

"What about this one? I remember this oil painting was sold for quite a bit of money and was bought by an old guy named Henkel... Um, you're still not satisfied?"

The bandaged man's patience seemed to have been worn out, and his remaining sanity was slowly being consumed by Pompeii. There was murderous intent in his golden pupils, and his muscles were throbbing under the blood-stained bandages.

"Brother, you are too difficult to deal with, aren't you?" Pompey sighed, "You are forcing me to use my trump card!"

Pompey looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one around, he opened an encrypted hidden album on his phone, entered a rather complicated password, and clicked on the second video in the first row among a whole wall of blurred videos.

If Ange were here, he would be surprised to find that Pompeii's mobile phone also contained a clip of Odin's appearance at the Sacred Heart Hospital, but this video was obviously closer and clearer than the one secretly recorded by Finkel.

"Since neither the golden axe nor the silver axe is the one you want, is this stupid Odin the Odin you are looking for?" Pompey asked indifferently.

The bandaged man stared at the video, or to be more precise, at the man riding a horse in the video. His chest heaved and his breathing became more rapid each time.