Picked up a resurrection system

"Chief, I could sense that you were arrested just now. What happened? I could sense that the people who arrested you were a group of civilian police officers. How could these powerless people possibly catch you?"

When Lin Xiao heard that it was Dou's voice, he thought that Dou should have noticed Lin Xiao's condition.

"Nothing, it's normal to be arrested. I just walked by the foot of the mountain, and I ran into the police. The affairs of warriors have nothing to do with civilians, so I didn't do anything, and he brought me here for interrogation."

"Okay then, Chief, do you need my help?"

When Lin Xiao heard this, I instantly became a male chauvinist and looked like I was 100% sure I could escape.

"I, your leader, am omnipotent. How can a small prison hold me? Moreover, this is a detention center."

Lin Xiao continued to be stubborn, but Dou said, "Chief, it's up to you," and his consciousness was removed because he could have dinner there.

Lin Xiao looked at the iron sheets around him. He now wanted to turn into black mist and get out.

But before he could take any action, a group of ordinary people in police uniforms walked in front of him.

There is also a first-level warrior in the center, and this warrior took out a map.

"Look at this image. The person in front of me seems to be no different. Could he be the fugitive in the picture?"

One of the young policemen asked the middle-aged man next to him.

"It does look alike, but that's impossible. The man in front of me is obviously an ordinary person, and this picture was given to me by my master. He is an S-level fugitive from China."

The middle-aged man explained to the person next to him with a serious face.

"But Brother, do you think the arson on the mountaintop has anything to do with this person? After all, you are a warrior with divine vision, so you should be able to easily discover such a small matter."

There was a middle-aged policeman next to him, who seemed to be the director here.

"Forget about it. After all, it would take a lot of mental energy for me to use that move. And I did a simple survey and I couldn't check this man's brain at all. This means that he is not a warrior at all. He is just an ordinary person."

"But, Brother, how could an ordinary person make such a big fuss on Twin Mountains?"

"Brother, don't think too much. Maybe he wasn't the one who made the noise. After all, the noise was so loud on Twin Mountains that even some warriors below could feel it. He must be at least level eight. This is not something your police station can handle. It has been reported to the Spirit Bureau. You'd better not get involved in this matter. Besides, the man in front of you is just an ordinary person."

"If he was an ordinary person, how could he walk down the mountain, brother? This shows that he is not an ordinary person at all. He must have relied on some kind of martial arts to hide his strength. We just haven't discovered it yet. After all, the shock wave on the top of the mountain was so strong, and there are several bodies. We are still testing them. As long as we find them, we can immediately confirm the crime."

"Junior brother, I know you were transferred from the police station in Jincheng. I know you are eager to make a contribution, but you can't wrongly accuse an ordinary person of being a step towards the ladder. The police are about fairness."

The two middle-aged men started arguing in public.

One thinks that Lin Xiao is just an ordinary person, while the other thinks that Lin Xiao is the real murderer.

But just when the two of them had a conflict, another person suddenly appeared outside the door. Of course, it was the policeman who came to report.

"Chief, we found out who the victim is."

Of course, one of the two people arguing was wearing a police uniform and turned out to be the chief here.

"Really? Who is this person? He was hit by such a large and high-damage weapon but didn't suffer much damage. His skin was just burnt. This person is definitely not a simple person."

"Yes, just as the director expected, after the bodies of the people in the cars in front of us were identified through autopsies, it was discovered that they all seemed to be registered disciples of the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Perhaps before they joined the sect, they all had files submitted to the state, so we can check it out clearly."

After the young policeman finished speaking, a middle-aged man next to him couldn't help but start complaining.

"Brother, I've already told you that he can't be the evildoer on the mountain. He is a disciple of Qinqishuhua. Do you know how powerful Qinqishuhua is? They are a super large clan in the city next to Fog City."

"Moreover, the strength of their disciples may be very strong. It is impossible for them to be killed by ordinary people. And the person in front of us is an ordinary person, so it is impossible for him to kill him."

After the middle-aged man finished complaining, the police chief next to him started sweating.

"How could they be disciples of Qinqishuhua? Are you mistaken about Xiaowang?"

Now the director is also hoping that he has made a mistake here.

But Xiao Wang's last words made him extremely heartbroken.

"No, Director, I am not mistaken. These people are not ordinary disciples of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. At least they are all direct disciples. They are all registered on Weibo."

The director collapsed to the ground at this time, complaining all the time.

"Before, I was transferred out of Kyoto because of my strength problem. Now I have to deal with this again. It's over. This time I will definitely retire."

"These are disciples of the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are elite disciples. It seems that we have no choice but to ask them to come and collect the bodies. However, the bodies have become like that. If they get angry, my position as director will be over."

At this time, the middle-aged man next to him helped him up.

"Everyone has their own destiny, Junior Brother. Now let's ask Qinqishuhua to claim the bodies. After all, it's not a big deal to leave these bodies at the police station."

The director stood up and nodded.

They were still trying to escape from the foggy city of calligraphy, chess, and painting, and they were still complaining about Shura's behavior along the way.

But at this moment, the four of them's cell phones rang at the same time, and they looked at each other.

"Could this be Shura's phone number? Could he have heard us scolding him behind his back?"

"That shouldn't be the case. We've already walked so far that we probably can't hear it."

"But if we hear it, should we answer the call or not? The phone numbers are different, so could it be something else?"

"What if it was that Shura who called us using four numbers? That would be the end of us."

It was just that the four of them answered the phone together later because if they answered the phone, it meant there was still room for maneuver. If they hung up directly, then there would be no room for maneuver at all.

Of course, they are the only ones who think this way.

After hearing the police's voices coming from inside, they all breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. They were really afraid of Shura, and now these people were already traumatized.

Because they had no doubt about Shura's strength. After all, Luo Dingrun was beaten to death by Shura.

They were still entering the tunnel at that time. Although their strength was not very good, they were at that level and had a hint of inspiration, so they could analyze roughly what had happened.

They had fought with Luo Dingrun before, and they could clearly feel Luo Dingrun's own spiritual energy, but then Shura fought Luo Dingrun again, and the four of them could feel Shura's spiritual energy again.

Until they opened the big door, they could feel that the battle was over. Only Shura's spiritual energy was left. Although Shura's spiritual energy was a little weak, it could still be felt that they were no match for him.

This is why the arts of calligraphy, painting, and music have always been afraid of them.

Fortunately, it was the police's communicator. The police told the four of them that their apprentice seemed to have died at the border of the Fog City, and asked the four of them to come to the Fog City as soon as possible to claim the body.

Qinqishuhua seemed very confused when he heard that it was the police calling, because they knew where the body of his apprentice was.

Shu: "It seems that the police in Fog City are quite capable. They discovered the situation in our city so quickly and contacted us immediately. This is extraordinary. If it were the police in our city, they probably wouldn't be able to find out even if they were given half a year."

Hua: "What's the harm if they find out? Are they asking us to compensate them? They just went there to perform a little show, but they lost a lot of money and even lost disciples."

"If it's what I said, we'll blackmail them right now. After all, we've suffered so much loss, we have to be more restrained. I'm afraid we won't even have enough money to pay for the clan expenses next year."

Qin thought for a few seconds after hearing this, but nodded. The previous wave of Shura had been too cruel to her.

"That's right. We can use the fact that my disciple died at the border of Fog City as an example."

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting, these people made a decision immediately, so they asked Qi to turn the car around and go back.

Qi was naturally obedient, after all, his fellow apprentices also died there.

The group started running wildly on the highway and returned to the foggy city as quickly as possible.

The police station in the foggy city.

The chief of the police station is now extremely busy. He has come to the morgue downstairs and is looking at the group of burnt bodies.

When they walked in, the faint aroma of meat could be smelled from 1 meter away. If they were discovered by Qin, Qi, Shu, and Hua, they would be skinned alive.

Although this incident was not done by him as the director, it was indeed done in his Fog City, because the Twin Mountains were transformed into the territory of the Fog City.

The director's eyes turned to the man in the confinement room again.

Although he looks especially like China's S-class fugitive Lin Xiao, judging from the strength he displays, he is not that person at all. He just looks a bit similar. After all, it is normal for thousands of Chinese people to look a bit similar.

He had no doubt about this. After all, one was an S-level fugitive and the other was a civilian who didn't have even a trace of spiritual fluctuation. Wasn't that obvious?