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Wen Hao's expression changed again and again, and he coughed up some blood foam while breathing rapidly. Zhang Yiyan peeked into his past, but there was no scene of him having direct contact with the person behind the scenes, and he couldn't help but frown.

Wen Hao, Wang Mei, Wang Ying, and Zhou Dong are the murderers, and the people behind them are also unforgivable. Thinking of this, Zhang Yiyan took out a few silver needles, turned his wrist, and inserted the needles into his neck to stop the bleeding.

"Teacher Wen, you joined forces with Wang Mei, Wang Ying, and Zhou Dong to murder Miao Jia, Meng Xi, Zou Shiwen, and Du Borui. Tonight, you used tricks to trick several people into coming here, resulting in many deaths."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yiyan smiled evilly and said, "Teacher Wen, I have seen you have a flexible mind in the past, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid. You would believe such nonsense."

"Do you think Luo Hong and Wei Song can be resurrected by feeding their souls mixed with talismans into the mouths of corpses? How naive."

"Don't think about it. If the soul of the perpetrator is fed into the mouth of the victim, he will still be the same person!"

"Idiot!" He actually killed so many people because of such a futile thing.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes became sharper, "This is just a trick of the person behind it to make a zombie puppet. It happened that the gravedigger was tricked into being a scapegoat. If he hadn't run so fast, each of these would have been real. It’s up to him.”

Yan Junge thought about Zhang Yiyan's words and briefly talked about the masked man's attack on Liao Jinfei and others. At that time, they guessed that it was the gravedigger, but now they are not sure.

Zhang Yiyan tilted his head and thought for a while, then chuckled, "It seems that the person behind the scenes has a grudge against the gravedigger and is very familiar with his abilities."

He glanced at Wen Hao, who was lying half-dead on the ground, raised his head to meet Yan Junge's focused gaze, and arched his eyebrows, "Why are you staring at me all the time?"

Yan Junge also laughed, tilted his head and pecked his cheek, "It looks good." He pecked him twice more, and his smile gradually deepened, "Why does it look so good, hmm~~"

"You, you guys???" Wen Hao's eyes widened, his pale face full of disbelief. Zhang Yiyan glanced at the people on the ground, waved his sleeves, and Wen Hao closed his eyes unwillingly.

"Yanyan, what should we do next?" Yan Junge glanced at Wen Hao, then focused on the person in his arms. Zhang Yiyan also looked up at him, with a tenderness in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

"The person behind the scenes is nearby. Li Weiyuan went to arrest him. Let's go back." He took a few steps forward, picked up Wen Hao by his collar, and left. Even Yan Junge didn't ask for help.

He held the unconscious Wen Hao in his right hand, and Yan Junge held his left hand, and walked out of the forest. The walking corpses were basically cleaned up along the way, and the people from the special department were faster.

Before they left the forest, they saw a bright light in front of them. The two of them looked at each other, and it seemed that support had arrived. As soon as the two people appeared, someone immediately came to help. Wen Hao was picked up on a stretcher and immediately put into an ambulance.

Le Sheng held Zhang Yiyan's sword and gestured with it, feeling very proud, "That monster just now, I swordted one by one. Isn't it handsome?" As he said this, he raised his chin and danced a sword flower that wasn't very pretty.

"Handsome, so handsome." A weak voice said.

"There's only one in total. Where did the sword come from?"

"Brother Le, you've said it ten times, stop talking, please."

"Haozi, I just saved you, and you actually asked me to stop talking???"

"...Brother Le is the most handsome in the world! Okay."

"That's pretty much it, hehe."

Zhang Yiyan and Yan Junge looked at each other, shook their heads with a helpless smile, took a few steps forward, and were immediately recognized.

"Brother Zhang! Brother Zhang!"

"Brother Zhang, Brother Yan, come out."

"Is everything okay?"

"What can happen if Brother Zhang is here?"

Le Sheng turned around and took a look. Sure enough, he ran forward excitedly and danced excitedly, "Brother Zhang, I just used this sword to kill monsters, one with each sword. It was so cool."

Zhang Yiyan smiled and nodded, "Yes, very impressive."

He stretched out his hand to take the long sword, his fingertips were filled with spiritual power, and the sword shone with golden light and slowly shrank to the size of his palm, then he put it back in his sleeve.

"Hey, Brother Zhang, can you give me a few more amulets, just in case this happens again, hey~~" Le Sheng became even more excited after being praised. I can't help but rub my hands together and smile flatteringly. At this time, I have to be shameless, otherwise I will be the one who suffers.

"It would be better if you gave me this sword. I feel like I have feelings for this sword."

"The magic sword is too powerful for you, I will give you an amulet tomorrow." He nodded and looked around, estimating the number of people. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhang Tianming and Zheng Enmin walking this way, and said, "Let's talk later."

After saying that, he let go of Yan Junge's hand and took a few steps forward. Yan Junge looked at the empty palm, quickly stepped forward and grabbed the plain little hand, his eyes were firmer than ever before.

"Yanyan, you just promised me that you would never leave me." The aggrieved big dog said.

"..." I don't seem to have..., that's all.

Sighing in his heart, he returned his hand and said, "When you meet your uncle, please don't have any conflicts."

"If he doesn't mess with me, of course I'll do it,,, well, if he messes with me, I'll tolerate it."

With a chuckle, the two of them walked forward hand in hand, looking directly at Zhang Tianming with his eyes blazing. Zhang Yiyan sighed and let go of Yan Junge's hand, "Director Zheng, the case is clear. Let's go to the city bureau tomorrow to discuss it in detail."

"Okay, I'm relieved that you're here. By the way, Xiao Yan, you take command here and let Lu Qing and Huang Yong cooperate with you." Zheng Enmin nodded and made a gesture of invitation. Zhang Tianming nodded, whether he was holding back or not. Angry, he pulled Zhang Yiyan and left.

Naturally, Yan Junge refused. He also wanted to take Yanyan home, kiss him, hug him, and hold him high. It was okay for him to be taken away.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Zhang Yiyan sighed several times, let Zhang Tianming pull him, and said solemnly, "Yan Junge, don't be impulsive." After that, he got into Zhang Tianming's car and left.

Yan Junge watched the car go further and further, gritted his teeth angrily, and kicked the tree beside the road with some annoyance, causing the leaves to rustle. Zheng Enmin sighed helplessly, "Xiao Yan, you are so blatant, you are not afraid of Zhang Tianming giving you another blow."

"I'm still afraid that he won't succeed. If it weren't for his words, I would have to compete with him."

He slapped Yan Junge on the shoulder and pretended to be angry, "Boy, don't worry, he is Yiyan's uncle. If you want to get along with Yiyan, you have to pass this test."

"Also, if you compete with him, you won't be able to compete with him even if the next ten come, so stop bragging."

"No, Director Zheng, you are on my end, right? Why aren't you facing me!!!" He crossed his arms unhappily. Now he can't even see the car exhaust. Damn, I forgot to give Yan Yan his cell phone.

"You brat, your side, your side, that's it. You think I can beat him, tsk."

"..."

"Get this done first, otherwise we won't be able to leave."

Yan Junge looked up to the sky and sighed, watching Zheng Enmin walking away, then walked back with his hands on his hips, "Stop bragging, hurry up and get to work."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"As soon as Brother Zhang left, Brother Yan became irritable."

"Don't say it, really don't say it."

"Shh, don't be heard."

"..."