"You mean Mu?" The waitress at the bar wiped the glass with a cloth. Even facing Crawford's police badge, she just replied lazily, "He just left."
"one person?"
The waiter shrugged, "He's always alone, his handsome face was lost for nothing."
"Which direction?"
"It's at the main entrance. I didn't hear the sound of him riding a bicycle, so I guess he hasn't gone far."
Crawford and Will rushed out the door. Will saw the familiar locomotive parked beside the road and looked around, "He should be around here."
Crawford turned his gaze to a small alley between the two buildings. There were a few sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground and some fighting sounds in the alley, "Go over there."
No one is sure if the killer has arrived.Crawford drew his gun, and Will walked on his left. The two entered the alley cautiously. The lights from the main road shone into the alley, cut into a triangular bright spot by the buildings.
The noise inside stopped, but the darkness still blocked the sight of the two.
"Blanche Mu." Crawford called out.
In the alley, there are two half-person-high trash cans piled up against the wall on the right.A human voice came from behind, "Hiss—"
"Blanche Mu?"
A figure stood up from behind the trash can, and walked towards the light in the shadow of the building, but the scattered light made his shadow appear darker on the dark ground. Thick pockets.But Crawford couldn't tell if it was the outline of a gun.
Will squeezed his gun, and the smell of rust rushed to his nerves along with the sound of footsteps.
"Agent Crawford?" Muke looked at the gun in Crawford's hand, "What did I do this time?"
Crawford didn't relax. "Are you alone?"
Mu Ke's ring finger moved, and an imperceptible black light flashed in the night, turning a corpse behind the trash can into smoke.
"There is also a cat." Mu Ke replied.
Will watched Muke take out the stray cat he was protecting in his coat, and let go of his fingers holding the gun.It was a dirty black kitten whose hair was caked with sewage. Muke held its bloody hind leg with his palm.
It’s just that Will is sure that the blood stained on Mu Ke’s other hand is his own, and there is a bloody scratch with three bars on his wrist. It seems that the instigator has been quietly lying in Mu Ke’s arms up.
"You were fighting with a cat just now?" Crawford's voice sounded disbelieving.
"I heard it barking and I found out it was hurt and I wanted to take it back and it... did give me a paw. Yeah, you could read that as a fight."
Mu Ke said so, but the fact is that when he left, he found that this cat demon who had just opened up his mind and was ignorant was fighting with a resentful spirit who had taken over the body of a dead man.The wraith in this situation can be regarded as Mu Ke's work object, so he solved the soul of the wraith, and picked up the cat at the cost of a scratch.
This cat demon is also a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and dares to catch anyone.It was only when he touched the spiritual power surging in Mu Ke's blood that he became stiff and became a quiet statue in Mu Ke's arms, squinting his eyes and licking his bloody paws.
This made Crawford call Will, who is fine and likes to pick up animals at home. He put away his gun without saying a word, "We think the black goat killer will find you today."
Well, the name is really out of mind.
Mu Ke pursed his lips, "He didn't."
Crawford looked left and right and saw that there were not many pedestrians on the road at night. "Not yet, but according to the law, he will commit crimes today. Do we need to go to your house to see him coming?"
"I think Muke needs to go to the hospital, or go to the police station." Will interjected.
Mu Ke moved his injured right wrist, the blood had already solidified, "I can heal such wounds, I have been bitten by cats and dogs many times."
Crawford went on to say: "If he gets to the police station, the killer won't do it, and we won't have a chance to know who his next victim is? We have to take him." He turned to Muke, "Go back the way you usually go."
Muke left his motorcycle at the bar and came back in Crawford's car.
On the roadside driveway near Muke's house, there was a black Ford parked. There was no light in the cabin, but there was a person sitting in the driver's seat. He heard the sound of Crawford's car engine and looked up. After one glance, he continued to lower his head and play with his mobile phone.
Crawford looked at him for a few minutes, but he didn't find any threat, so he let Muke walk in the front and he and Will followed behind.
"You didn't lock the door?" Seeing that Muke took out the key, Crawford didn't use it. Instead, he pushed open a section of the door with his hand, revealing a gap.
"It's possible." Mu Ke said calmly, someone was at his house, no, it should be said that it was not a human being, the aura was very familiar, and it was a friend rather than an enemy.
Crawford and Will each drew their guns and walked up to Muke. Crawford kicked open the half-hidden door, and after walking a few steps inside, he saw a figure on the sofa, on the ground. There is still one lying down.
"FBI" Crawford roared, and the man turned his head, "Hands up."
But he didn't do that.
Just as Crawford was slowly approaching, snap, all the lights in the room came on, Crawford and Will squinted slightly because of the sudden light, and Mu Ke came forward from behind them .
The person sitting on the sofa stood up and walked towards Mu Ke. He was also of Asian descent, wearing a suit, with a dignified and sharp demeanor, like an emperor.
"Zhao Hanzang." Mu Ke called his name.
Zhao Hanzang was only a few steps away from Mu Ke, but he did not show any intention of attacking. Crawford and Will were suspicious of the unconscious person lying on the ground, and pointed their guns at the person in front of them, but they did not Pull the trigger.
"Muke, I have admired your name for a long time." He smiled.
"Me too." Both of them spoke Chinese, which made Crawford and Will confused, and they could only make some judgments from the mood of the conversation.
"Yan Qing mentioned it to you?"
"Yeah." Mu Ke affirmed, "What's the matter with that person?" He switched back to English.
"Him?" Zhao Hanzang raised his eyebrows, "I saw him appearing at your house, not your guest, but holding a knife in his hand, so I knocked him out and planned to take him to the police station soon. It seems that Don't you need it now?"
Zhao Hanzang looked at the two detectives behind Mu Ke.
Will also looked at him: "Who are you?"
"Zhao Hanzang, my name is Zhao Hanzang." He said, "I'm Mu Ke's colleague, here to pass on some work issues."
Then he didn't waste any more time with the two Yankees, and left the serial killer who fainted on the ground to the two American agents and the police officers who answered the call, and walked into the garden with Mu Ke.
He raised his hand and picked a leaf of the laurel tree, and the aura in the leaf entangled his fingers, "It seems that you are doing well?"
"
What do you want to say? "
"Okay, let's talk about business, talk about business. Although the political structure of the underworld has undergone some changes in the past few years, your work information is still kept in the underworld system, so I have brought you some new jobs."
"Replace my current one?"
"No, you can take it as an extra task." Zhao Hanzang said, "Too much retirement life is not good for the development of thinking. Some evil things have come to the United States, and the gap between No. 18 hell and the world has been cracked." , You know many of those fugitives. If you see them, don’t rush to kill them, and send them to me. There are a lot of ghosts who escaped this time, maybe it’s not an accident, we need information.”
"Yes." Mu Ke replied, although he had already killed one.
"One more thing." Zhao Hanzang glanced at the murderer who was being carried out on a stretcher by the medical staff in the distance, "The remnant soul of Xiezhi, who was sealed on the plaque in the central hall of the underworld, ran out and has never been found. I didn't expect to be here I met him. He was attached to that human body, but he was very smart. I just found out his breath, and he fled. I hope you can help catch him back. The Xiu’an Department is short of people recently. Extra manpower to take care of this matter. It's still the same, don't kill him, he's still useful."
"one person?"
The waiter shrugged, "He's always alone, his handsome face was lost for nothing."
"Which direction?"
"It's at the main entrance. I didn't hear the sound of him riding a bicycle, so I guess he hasn't gone far."
Crawford and Will rushed out the door. Will saw the familiar locomotive parked beside the road and looked around, "He should be around here."
Crawford turned his gaze to a small alley between the two buildings. There were a few sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground and some fighting sounds in the alley, "Go over there."
No one is sure if the killer has arrived.Crawford drew his gun, and Will walked on his left. The two entered the alley cautiously. The lights from the main road shone into the alley, cut into a triangular bright spot by the buildings.
The noise inside stopped, but the darkness still blocked the sight of the two.
"Blanche Mu." Crawford called out.
In the alley, there are two half-person-high trash cans piled up against the wall on the right.A human voice came from behind, "Hiss—"
"Blanche Mu?"
A figure stood up from behind the trash can, and walked towards the light in the shadow of the building, but the scattered light made his shadow appear darker on the dark ground. Thick pockets.But Crawford couldn't tell if it was the outline of a gun.
Will squeezed his gun, and the smell of rust rushed to his nerves along with the sound of footsteps.
"Agent Crawford?" Muke looked at the gun in Crawford's hand, "What did I do this time?"
Crawford didn't relax. "Are you alone?"
Mu Ke's ring finger moved, and an imperceptible black light flashed in the night, turning a corpse behind the trash can into smoke.
"There is also a cat." Mu Ke replied.
Will watched Muke take out the stray cat he was protecting in his coat, and let go of his fingers holding the gun.It was a dirty black kitten whose hair was caked with sewage. Muke held its bloody hind leg with his palm.
It’s just that Will is sure that the blood stained on Mu Ke’s other hand is his own, and there is a bloody scratch with three bars on his wrist. It seems that the instigator has been quietly lying in Mu Ke’s arms up.
"You were fighting with a cat just now?" Crawford's voice sounded disbelieving.
"I heard it barking and I found out it was hurt and I wanted to take it back and it... did give me a paw. Yeah, you could read that as a fight."
Mu Ke said so, but the fact is that when he left, he found that this cat demon who had just opened up his mind and was ignorant was fighting with a resentful spirit who had taken over the body of a dead man.The wraith in this situation can be regarded as Mu Ke's work object, so he solved the soul of the wraith, and picked up the cat at the cost of a scratch.
This cat demon is also a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and dares to catch anyone.It was only when he touched the spiritual power surging in Mu Ke's blood that he became stiff and became a quiet statue in Mu Ke's arms, squinting his eyes and licking his bloody paws.
This made Crawford call Will, who is fine and likes to pick up animals at home. He put away his gun without saying a word, "We think the black goat killer will find you today."
Well, the name is really out of mind.
Mu Ke pursed his lips, "He didn't."
Crawford looked left and right and saw that there were not many pedestrians on the road at night. "Not yet, but according to the law, he will commit crimes today. Do we need to go to your house to see him coming?"
"I think Muke needs to go to the hospital, or go to the police station." Will interjected.
Mu Ke moved his injured right wrist, the blood had already solidified, "I can heal such wounds, I have been bitten by cats and dogs many times."
Crawford went on to say: "If he gets to the police station, the killer won't do it, and we won't have a chance to know who his next victim is? We have to take him." He turned to Muke, "Go back the way you usually go."
Muke left his motorcycle at the bar and came back in Crawford's car.
On the roadside driveway near Muke's house, there was a black Ford parked. There was no light in the cabin, but there was a person sitting in the driver's seat. He heard the sound of Crawford's car engine and looked up. After one glance, he continued to lower his head and play with his mobile phone.
Crawford looked at him for a few minutes, but he didn't find any threat, so he let Muke walk in the front and he and Will followed behind.
"You didn't lock the door?" Seeing that Muke took out the key, Crawford didn't use it. Instead, he pushed open a section of the door with his hand, revealing a gap.
"It's possible." Mu Ke said calmly, someone was at his house, no, it should be said that it was not a human being, the aura was very familiar, and it was a friend rather than an enemy.
Crawford and Will each drew their guns and walked up to Muke. Crawford kicked open the half-hidden door, and after walking a few steps inside, he saw a figure on the sofa, on the ground. There is still one lying down.
"FBI" Crawford roared, and the man turned his head, "Hands up."
But he didn't do that.
Just as Crawford was slowly approaching, snap, all the lights in the room came on, Crawford and Will squinted slightly because of the sudden light, and Mu Ke came forward from behind them .
The person sitting on the sofa stood up and walked towards Mu Ke. He was also of Asian descent, wearing a suit, with a dignified and sharp demeanor, like an emperor.
"Zhao Hanzang." Mu Ke called his name.
Zhao Hanzang was only a few steps away from Mu Ke, but he did not show any intention of attacking. Crawford and Will were suspicious of the unconscious person lying on the ground, and pointed their guns at the person in front of them, but they did not Pull the trigger.
"Muke, I have admired your name for a long time." He smiled.
"Me too." Both of them spoke Chinese, which made Crawford and Will confused, and they could only make some judgments from the mood of the conversation.
"Yan Qing mentioned it to you?"
"Yeah." Mu Ke affirmed, "What's the matter with that person?" He switched back to English.
"Him?" Zhao Hanzang raised his eyebrows, "I saw him appearing at your house, not your guest, but holding a knife in his hand, so I knocked him out and planned to take him to the police station soon. It seems that Don't you need it now?"
Zhao Hanzang looked at the two detectives behind Mu Ke.
Will also looked at him: "Who are you?"
"Zhao Hanzang, my name is Zhao Hanzang." He said, "I'm Mu Ke's colleague, here to pass on some work issues."
Then he didn't waste any more time with the two Yankees, and left the serial killer who fainted on the ground to the two American agents and the police officers who answered the call, and walked into the garden with Mu Ke.
He raised his hand and picked a leaf of the laurel tree, and the aura in the leaf entangled his fingers, "It seems that you are doing well?"
"
What do you want to say? "
"Okay, let's talk about business, talk about business. Although the political structure of the underworld has undergone some changes in the past few years, your work information is still kept in the underworld system, so I have brought you some new jobs."
"Replace my current one?"
"No, you can take it as an extra task." Zhao Hanzang said, "Too much retirement life is not good for the development of thinking. Some evil things have come to the United States, and the gap between No. 18 hell and the world has been cracked." , You know many of those fugitives. If you see them, don’t rush to kill them, and send them to me. There are a lot of ghosts who escaped this time, maybe it’s not an accident, we need information.”
"Yes." Mu Ke replied, although he had already killed one.
"One more thing." Zhao Hanzang glanced at the murderer who was being carried out on a stretcher by the medical staff in the distance, "The remnant soul of Xiezhi, who was sealed on the plaque in the central hall of the underworld, ran out and has never been found. I didn't expect to be here I met him. He was attached to that human body, but he was very smart. I just found out his breath, and he fled. I hope you can help catch him back. The Xiu’an Department is short of people recently. Extra manpower to take care of this matter. It's still the same, don't kill him, he's still useful."
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