Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"Yan Jun"

After a long silence, that Morishita finally called out. Seeing his hesitation, he obviously wanted to say something.

"You have supernatural powers, right! You used supernatural powers in the casino just now!"

Morishita put one hand into his bosom, and clenched his fist tightly with the other hand. He looked at Wang Xuebin with a nervous expression, but he still mustered up the courage to speak out.

"Yes, I have!"

Wang Xuebin didn't mean to justify the pretense at all, so he just said it outright. This straightforward answer made Mori stunned, and he couldn't be relieved for a long time.

In his mind, a person has supernatural powers, shouldn't he keep it hidden, for fear that others will find out?

You know, he was mentally prepared for Wang Xuebin's attack, and he held the chrysanthemum token in his arms tightly, ready to protect himself at any time.

He doesn't know the other person's habits, but what he wants to recruit is a person with special abilities, so he must muster up the courage to pierce the window paper.

"This uh"

Seeing Wang Xuebin's indifferent expression, Morishita was speechless, his mouth was full of words stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't speak.

"Yan Jun is so honest!"

Morishita didn't know what to say, so he had to say something dry, then thought of something, raised his head and asked:

"By the way, where is the purpose of Jun Yan's trip?"

This cruise ship did not go directly from Hong Kong Island to Japan, but a round-the-world route departing from San Francisco, passing through many countries and regions, and finally arriving in Australia.

The whole journey lasted 110 days, with ports in 21 countries. No one knew when Wang Xuebin boarded the ship. Of course, he didn't know where he was going.

"Kyoto, I want to go to enjoy the flowers!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Morishita immediately forgot the embarrassment just now, and asked curiously:

"Blossom viewing? Is it cherry blossom viewing? But the cherry blossom season is in April, and now it's autumn, which is not a good time for flower viewing!"

"Sakura? Hehe!"

Wang Xuebin lowered his head slightly, showed an inexplicable smile, raised his eyes lightly, and said softly:

"There are no cherry blossoms, so you can enjoy chrysanthemums. Autumn is just the season for chrysanthemums, isn't it?"

In Kyoto Prefecture, in a shrine, Jiuju's first-class leader Shizuka Fujiwara, dressed as a priestess, knelt quietly in a quiet room, closing her eyes and meditating.

She is already a hundred years old. Although her face is still very young, her thinking and concepts have long been decayed.

A hundred years of life did not teach her what courage is, but taught her to avoid shame, but it is useful.

Xixie Meizi's last words before her death were still echoing in her mind. For some reason, she had a very bad premonition in her heart, just like when Lin Yimei went to Japan.

'Boom boom boom! '

"Master President!"

"Enter!"

The screen door was gently pushed open, and a woman in a white maiden costume walked in with small steps, bowing her head and lowering her eyebrows.

"Master President, Ju Chuan-kun is no longer available!"

Hearing what the visitor said, Shizuka Fujiwara felt a bad premonition even more.

"What about the others? What about the other forces we have deployed on Hong Kong Island?"

"No contact at all"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Shizuka's heart skipped a beat, as if Miko Nishika looked at her smilingly, her hands and feet trembled involuntarily.

"Then what happened to that kid Morishita, did he sacrifice himself too?"

The woman shook her head and said:

"No, no, Master Morishita is fine, he has already boarded the return boat, and he will be back in two days!"

"Are you back?"

Fujiwara Shizuka muttered in her mouth, the depression in her heart was still not relieved, she gently closed her eyes, exhaled a long breath, and slowly ordered:

"Chiyoko, tell other people to take precautions now. I suspect that the person named Wang Guanlan is coming soon. Let them pay attention. The trouble this time may not be as troublesome as Lin Yimei's attack back then." How small is the hour!"

"Hi!"

Hearing the president's order, Chiyoko bowed her head respectfully and said yes, she was three points more afraid of Wang Guanlan than the president.

Only she, who is in charge of liaising with the forces on Hong Kong Island, knows best what a terrifying thing that Wang Guanlan has done!

"Killed with a knife, cut the throat, the cause of death is simple and clear!"

Looking at this simple and neat wound, Director Hou couldn't help but get goosebumps on his body. Without the training of 800 people, he would never be able to cut this knife! .

"Is this what Guanlan did?"

Hearing Director Hou's trembling voice, Sir Ma came over and nodded.

"Surveillance captured it, it was very clear, Guanlan seemed to be demonstrating, a horizontal knife, 46 crime scenes, a total of 320 seven people, all of them were killed with one knife, there was no room for resistance!"

"How could it be possible for him to do this! This"

Looking at the horrified Director Hou, Sir Ma shook his head lightly, but didn't speak, and he didn't know what to say.

He didn't think Wang Xuebin was that kind of person who killed innocent people indiscriminately, but if he was wronged, it wouldn't make sense. There were witnesses and material evidence, and Wang Xuebin didn't seem like a person who would be bewitched by ghosts.

320 six people, ranging from corporate executives to short mules in associations, men, women and children, none of them survived the knife!

Even in their police station, there are a few sirs who usually keep themselves safe and make trouble, which makes him unable to say a few words for Wang Xuebin!

This incident is said to have alarmed the Queen of England. It is no longer a simple murder case. It has long been classified as a terrorist attack, and the situation is extremely serious.

"Ma sir! Director Hou!"

At this moment, a report came from outside the door, Ma sir and Director Hou turned their heads together and saw the very familiar figure.

"Huh? Sir Lin! Are you discharged from the hospital?"

"Report Ma sir, it's all right!"

At this time, Lin Sir's face no longer had the cynicism of the past, and the frivolity in his body also disappeared. His expression was solemn, his eyes were firm, and he had a clean-cut posture.