Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1180
In the bathroom on the upper floor of the teaching building, Zhao Le stood in front of the mirror alone.

His hair was wet again, sticking and hanging down, and his lips were a little pale, which was the result of enduring the pain... He took a deep breath, his hands trembling at the same time, and slowly opened the opening of his shirt.

In the open clothes on both sides, you can see the bruises on the chest and abdomen...Zhao Le's fingers are drawn across these bruises...every touch, there is a kind of burning pain.

Boom-!
Suddenly, Zhao Le punched the sink.

Boom-!
He used his fist again to slowly hit the sink—the same position.

Boom, boom, boom! !

He thumped up and down, and at the same time raised his head, staring at himself in the mirror without blinking.At this moment, he was silent, completely silent.

This beating lasted for several minutes before it stopped.The knuckles on Zhao Le's fist were red, and the skin had been scratched... He took a deep breath, and slowly buttoned the button, then his expression returned to normal, and he left this place.

In the next moment, one of the doors in the bathroom opened slowly, and it was Chen Mingming... Chen Mingming leaned on the door panel, looking at the position where Zhao Lezeng was standing, looking thoughtful.

He didn't want to be in this place on purpose, he just wanted to find a quiet and deserted place, and curiously studied the characteristics of the strange pistol in his hand.

After three experiments, Chen Mingming had a preliminary understanding of the gun's capabilities.

First of all, the bullets it shoots can ignore space and distance—but it’s unclear how far this distance can be. Maybe he can find someone on the other side of the ocean to try—but ignoring space, the people in the detention center The suspect had already proved it: After the suspect died, with the help of this silver pistol, Chen Mingming naturally received information about the death of the suspect.

Second: Difficulty.The easier the target, the less difficult it is, and the less life it takes to form a bullet, and vice versa.At the same time, once the bullet is made, as the party who gave his life, he will have a feeling that something has been extracted.

Furthermore, the conditions for the formation of bullets... In addition to using life to make bullets, it seems that there should be something else... This is not an explanation from the person who sold him the pistol, but just a vague feeling on his part.

Chen Mingming tried to enter that place again, but failed all the time... He felt that certain conditions might need to be met before he could touch that magical place again.

"Let's do another experiment." Chen Mingming said to himself.

After leaving the bathroom, in the corridor, Chen Mingming saw Gao Wen standing alone on the elevated floor, leaning on the railing and looking out.

Gawain seemed to be thinking about something and was fascinated.

Chen Mingming's palm gradually brightened, the pistol emerged again, and a translucent bullet began to form in the other palm again... He has not yet chosen to inject life, but he already knows the amount that needs to be injected.

But soon, Chen Mingming disappeared with the pistol and unformed bullets.

"The consumption is the same as last time..." Chen Mingming said to himself: "For a fixed person, is the consumption a fixed value..."

He chose to leave by another road, and did not pass Gao Wen's side.

……

……

Not long after Liu Minghao and Wei Zidao left, he just went to the local office of the Administration Bureau, and after being entertained by the few logistics staff here, he settled down in the dormitory of the office.

Because there are no official agents stationed here, the equipment here is relatively simple and crude, but it is suitable for people to live in.

The two began to discuss the matter of this attendance.

"Brother Hao, what are you going to do with this mission?" Wei Zidao lay on the bed with his hands pillowed on his head, "We have been to the scene and examined the body, but we couldn't find any clues. This method of committing the crime has already exceeded the detection range of our tools... Could it be done by some high-level monster or a practitioner with advanced Taoism?"

Liu Minghao didn't speak, but just took out the container containing the strange sarcoma - he pasted a yellow talisman on the container, the yellow talisman continuously emitted cold air, and was simulating a low temperature environment for the container, Liu Minghao At this time, the activity of the sarcoma is being observed.

Wei Zidao didn't look at it, and continued to mutter: "But since there are no traces at the scene, maybe it is some kind of curse killing technique? And the dead is a simple death, there is no disappearance of essence and blood, life and souls are swallowed up. Can it be ruled out that this is hunting and committing a crime... Then it is a vendetta? Sigh, brother Hao, can you say something?"

Liu Minghao said slowly at this time: "Usually when encountering such a situation, according to the previous practice, it is temporarily classified as an unsolved case."

"Unsolved case? What should I say?" Wei Zidao opened his mouth and sat up curiously - he is actually a newcomer.

There are only a limited number of missions on duty.However, after the Mount Tai incident, the staff of the Administration Bureau became nervous, so they got this opportunity to go out on duty.

Liu Minghao said indifferently: "Besides we are dealing with the problem of dao demons, there will still be some ascetics who walk in the secular world. Most of their purpose of walking is to experience the world of mortals. And among these people, some of them are The purpose is to uphold justice and eliminate demons. The more famous ones are Longhushan Tianshi Dao, Maoshan School and so on."

"Then?"

"They can't see some injustices in the world, and many times they will follow the ancient practice of eradicating all evil... If they encounter evil spirits, they will kill them as soon as they make a move, and we will be more relaxed. But in terms of people, that is Another situation."

Wei Zidao came to understand, "Brother Hao, you mean...the dead person may have been given by some righteous man walking in the rivers and lakes..."

He made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Liu Minghao said bluntly: "This guy has committed rape///homicide before, what do you think?"

Wei Zidao frowned: "But this guy has already pleaded guilty, so he probably escaped the death penalty in the future, right? If that's the case, there's no need to take action?"

Liu Minghao shook his head and said, "You don't understand what those people think... Many of them think that such a person doesn't deserve to live another day at all. Because according to the normal procedure, the deceased was sent for interrogation to trial. , There is still a long period of time before the final execution, and if his family continues to circle around outside, the death penalty may not be waived and the sentence changed to life."

"So..." Wei Zidao sighed.

Liu Minghao waved his hand and said, "Many of these ascetics who walk the rivers and lakes act according to their own preferences, and they also have a set of standards for their own judgment. Moreover, they also kill villains. Most of the time, we can only Turn a blind eye... You can't argue with them because of a damned person, right? Besides, I want to kill such a scum. But we are still civil servants, and some things cannot be true. If you want to do it, if you do it, you will step on the line.”

"Then... are you sure that it was the hands of those chivalrous men?"

Liu Minghao shook his head: "It's hard for me to say, but this is Consultant Long's private land, and many similar things have happened in the past. For example, two years ago, there was a big monster named Sun Xiaosheng here who took a The addict/gentleman who robbed the old mother and killed her by pushing the old mother down the stairs was directly skinned and hung up...the result is nothing? We can't really fight the big monster for such a guy what."

"Okay..." Wei Zidao sighed, this time with a helpless expression.

"Let's investigate for a few more days, but there is still no result. Just report it truthfully, and there will be a special evaluation." Liu Minghao said casually, and then raised the utensil in his hand, "What I am more concerned about now is that the What exactly is it. This thing looks... weird. You can apply for it and find some testing equipment. I will first do a general research on what this thing is."

"Okay."

……

……

At night, the lights are feasting and the alcohol makes people release more of their nature.

In the back alley of a bar, a man was being grabbed by both hands at this moment—then a man with a thick gold chain was punching the man in the abdomen...hitting the man Spit blood.

He was already drinking a little too much, and he was unconscious. At this time, he was severely beaten, and his stomach probably appeared, and the bitter water he spit out was even bloodshot.

"Okay, Qian Er, if you have money, you can pick up girls here, but if you don't have money, why don't you? Are you kind?"

"No...not Brother Xiao...Give me a chance, give me a chance...Three days, just three days, I promise to pay back the money!" Qian Er begged bitterly: "You...you beat me to death now, kill me I can't get the money... Wait for me for three days, I have it at home! Really! My boss has a pension..."

"Trash." The man named Brother Xiao beat him violently again, until Qian Er fell to the ground before spitting, "It's only three days, if you don't pay back the money for three days, interrupt your dog!" Legs! Go!"

Brother Xiao just left with his companions.

Qian Er fell to the ground, clutching his stomach, he didn't even have the strength to stand up...he was still drunk, and at the same time he was in pain, "Damn...smiling tiger...one day, Laozi will kill you ... who ... who?"

He suddenly became terrified. He saw someone walking in front of him. He was afraid that Brother Xiao would come back... The alley was too dark, so he fell to the ground and couldn't see who it was.

But he saw the person suddenly squatting down, holding a bottle of white wine in his hand... Qian Er didn't have the strength to resist, but the other party directly poured the white wine into his mouth, and Qian Er could only drink it in pain.

He was already full of beer, and he was beaten again. He poured white wine at this time, and it was even more uncomfortable. But after a while, Qian Er saw stars in his eyes, and double images appeared in everything, "Who...who ...Who made me! I, I, I will kill you!"

"Do you want to kill the person who beat you just now?" The man asked calmly and slowly.

"Who...kill who?" Qian Er shook his head, crawled slowly, leaned against the wall, and sat up.

"Brother laughing."

It seemed to be a very young voice.

Qian Er vomited in pain, resting his head on the wall, shaking back and forth, "Kill...kill...kill...kill this bastard...hehe, haha..."

"pick up."

Qian Er felt as if something had been stuffed into his hand... It seemed like a grab... He hiccupped and slowly lifted the thing in his hand.

The young voice seemed to have magical powers, and slowly said in his ear: "You have no money, he will still deal with you next time, and may beat you into a cripple. Then, you may not be able to stand up for the rest of your life." , people around you will laugh at you, it will be difficult for you to find a job again, your family will not care about your life, you are just... ruined."

Qian Er's gaze gradually became ferocious, and a strong killing intent burst through his forehead, "Kill!! Kill!! Kill!!!"

A bullet slowly took shape in front of Qian Er at this moment.

Bang-!
The pistol exploded, the bullet was shot out instantly, and then disappeared... After that, Qian Er sat and giggled.

6 days.

The young man received such a message in his mind - but at the same time, these 6 days were not deducted from him... The young man looked at Qian Er quietly.

At this time, Qian Er was holding the pistol and fell down again. After a while, he fell asleep, not knowing where the world was going.

Miraculously, the silver pistol in Qian Er's arms disappeared little by little, and then appeared again...in the hands of the young voice owner.

"Need to kill... That child didn't have it before. So that's how it is..."

He calmly left the alley.

I saw a car accident in front of the street at this time - a private car suddenly lost control and crashed into a fire hydrant on the side of the street, attracting a large number of people to watch.

At this time, the two men in the car moved a man with a big gold chain out of the driver's seat in horror, and shouted in panic: "Brother Xiao! Brother Xiao!! Brother Xiao!"

I saw that the man named Brother Xiao had a small blood hole on his forehead... His eyes couldn't be opened anymore.

Chen Mingming put on the earphones slowly, and walked slowly through the crowd.

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It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, Ma Sir, who was going home, and Zhou Yusheng, who was not going home, met in the corridor inside the bureau.

Ma Houde was about to talk nonsense, but before he could speak, he received a call—it was from Lin Feng.

Asking Zhou Yusheng to wait for a moment, Ma Houde connected Lin Feng's call - but within a few seconds, Ma Houde's expression suddenly changed, "What?!"

"What happened?" Zhou Yusheng frowned suddenly.

Ma Sir looked at Zhou Yusheng at this time, was stunned for a few seconds, and then said solemnly: "Wu Rong is also dead...the body just found is also...a broken corpse, exactly the same as Wang Liang!"

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In the morning, he made breakfast for his sister, and after watching her finish eating, Zhao Le packed up his things and was ready to go to class.

But not long after going out, Zhao Le was called out by the security guard in the security booth at the entrance of the community.

"Xiao Le, here is your courier."

"express delivery?"

Zhao Le was taken aback...he didn't remember what he had bought.

"Yeah, I put it here early in the morning. I don't know who put it there. It has your name on it." The security guard took out the package, which was about the size of a shoe box.

"Thank you." Zhao Le took it with a polite smile... Then he rushed to the bus station with his things.

As he walked, he opened the package, tore off the wrapping paper, and threw it into the trash can before opening the box on the way—it was indeed a shoe box.

Opening the box and looking at the contents inside, Zhao Le's gaze shrank suddenly.

What was inside was a... silver pistol!

(End of this chapter)