My monsters are going to heaven

He didn't eat it either, but handed it to Wen Yuan by the handle.

Wen Yuan felt a little jealous, but he still took it bravely and held it in his hand.

"It's really not peaceful."

Another extermination of the family, and another impostor, anyone can see that the Chen family is not at peace.

"There are some things that cannot be understood by outsiders, so at the beginning, I also took into account the reputation of my ancestors, plus..." Chen Jinzhi glanced at Wenyuan, "I really don't want to startle the snake."

"It seems that Mr. Chen already knows who 'Snake' is?"

Chen Jinzhi shook his head: "I don't know."

He touched his nose and said slowly, "I also guessed about some things."

"Oh." Wen Yuan pinched the grape in his hand and rubbed the remaining skin, the juice slowly overflowed and touched his fingertips.

These people like to talk to others, the more they want to ask, the more they want to take Joe.

Let them sell it, anyway, they can't hold back in the end.

"Our Chen family does what we do for a living." Sure enough, Chen Jinzhi opened his pale lips, and began to chatter about the past of the family.

"There are rules in one line of work, and the same is true in our line of work. Sometimes too many rules are not a bad thing. They are all summed up one by one by the ancestors, so that children and grandchildren can walk safely in the future. It's a pity that young and frivolous people don't agree with these principles. They always feel that these rules and regulations are like a pair of shackles, without freedom, rigid and boring. They always want to break them several times, thinking that this is freedom. And my father, this is A person who longs for so-called freedom."

The third watch has just passed.

The lights in the Lu residence have been extinguished.

All the rooms were silent.

Lao Wang lay down by the well and looked up at the moon in the sky. He felt that it was so cool and cool at such a night. Seeing such a beautiful moonlight, the life of a tortoise was beyond words.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was the sound of a wooden staff tapping the floor lightly from the inner door.

Young Master Lu, whose eyes were covered with white gauze, walked out slowly.

As if he could see the way, he went straight to the old well in the courtyard.

Walking up to Old Wang, Young Master Lu threw away his stick, and grinned at Old Wang: "Ah, I forgot there is a little turtle here."

It's true that I haven't been intimate with the young master for a long time. I don't know what the young master is busy with all day recently.

Lao Wang stretched his neck and let him touch his bald little head, enjoying the caress very much.

"...It must be nearly a thousand years old, right?"

A low and hoarse mutter suddenly came out of Young Master Lu's throat.

That's right.

Lao Wang blinked obediently.

In fact, a thousand years is not too old for a tortoise, especially a tortoise who is practicing.

After a few more decades of cultivation, it will be able to reach a higher level, and it's time to transform.

The corners of Young Master Lu's mouth were raised high, and his expression looked a little strange under the moonlight.

"very good."

Immediately, Lao Wang's neck was grabbed by Young Master Lu's slender fingers.

The force seemed to break his neck.

Old Wang was caught off guard, and was so frightened that he wanted to shrink into the turtle shell. Only then did he realize that he was unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as Young Master Lu showed a ferocious smile.

Young Master Lu recited the mantra softly like singing.

The transparent spells slowly spilled out from between his lips and teeth, and fell on the Old Wang one by one, forming a string of beads, intertwining the Old Wang, and soon like a crystal clear net, holding the Old Wang tightly. bound inside.

"The thousand-year-old bastard, heh, he must be able to refine a lot of demon bones." Young Master Lu smiled, picked up the stick, hugged the old Wang, and walked slowly into the room.

While walking, he poked Lao Wang's head and said softly: "Little turtle, don't blame me, I have no choice but to blame that old monster named Jin, who crushed the demon bone that I worked so hard to make before. But don’t be afraid, if he breaks a penny, I’ll build an inch, and the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it. Remember, in the next life, don’t be a tortoise. Life is too long. It’s not good to be a human being, maybe you will end up with me With such an end... what should I do? How about making a big carp, braised in soy sauce or steamed, they are all delicious..."

The moon rises and sets.

The night darkens and fades.

The sky gradually turned white until it was dyed the pale gold of the rising sun.

One night, it just passed.

Lu Yiming woke up from the couch, inexplicably refreshed and energetic.

He propped up the bed with one hand, sat up, and felt that his body was full of indescribable strength.

I slept well last night and didn't even have a dream.

Touching the head of the bed, the cane was still in the crevice where it was specially stuck before going to bed.

Immediately relieved.

There was an urgent knock on the door outside.

Then there was the sound of Sister Chen slowly walking across the yard to open the door.

Soon chatted with the people outside the door.

"Hey, police officer, why are you here? It's just dawn."

"Is Mr. Lu Yiming there? Our Eastern Bureau's Inspector Wen is injured in the hospital. I would like to invite Mr. Lu to visit him."

Chen Jinzhi sighed: "Our Chen family is not peaceful."

He plucked a thumb-sized grape on his own, and slowly peeled the skin into the shape of a flower. The crystal clear flesh was completely gone, leaving only a small ring of skin near the top.

"Master Chen San visits at night, what can I learn from you?"

Chen Jinzhi shrugged his shoulders, his brows were indifferent: "It's not that you want to lure me out? It's not good for me to take the initiative." Seeing Wen Yuan's puzzled face, he raised his eyebrows, and said, "I thought, then The big man who came to investigate the case deliberately used you as bait to lure me into the bait."

Wen Yuan pretended to be calm, and said: "It's all here, why don't you tell me your intentions."

Chen Jinzhi paused and said: "Yes, cooperate."

Immediately, he said: "The detective wants to solve the case, one is to make meritorious service, one is to benefit the people, and the other is to have an explanation to the superior; and I want to solve the case so that the family can be wronged and buried in peace. Although We each have our own plans, but we have a common goal. Instead of spending manpower, material and financial resources on tracking down my whereabouts, the inspector, why don't we work together to find the real culprit behind the scenes, and each has its own place."

A trace of surprise flashed across Wen Yuan's eyes: "In this case, why didn't you cooperate with the police station frankly at the beginning, but hid in the dark and played tricks?"

Before he could touch the handle of the gun, the man had already walked out of the shadowed area behind the door with a smile on his gentle and handsome face.

His warm voice was like telling a moving story: "I think the speed at which I pull the gun out of my pocket and press the trigger must be much faster than you, Inspector. What do you think, Inspector?"

Wen Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hands froze.

"I'm here to have peace talks with you." Chen Jinzhi's thin lips parted slightly, and the corners of his eyes twitched, "It's not right to say that. Inspector and I don't have any conflicts, so it's slightly inappropriate to use the word peace talks. It should be said that I have come to discuss cooperation with you."

"Cooperation...?" Wen Yuan turned his head slightly to one side, and found that what Chen Jinzhi said was not so easy to understand.

Hearing "I had a meal", Wen Yuan guessed who was coming, and he sat up straight with a solemn expression.

This is the No. [-] Chen Jinzhi who is elusive.

He didn't know it, so how did he get in through the layers of guards outside?What's going on outside?

Wen Yuan remained calm, and quietly touched under the pillow, where there was a gun.

This person's facial features are exactly one of the three people he has studied in front of the photos every day for nearly half a month.

"Chen Jinzhi" walked forward slowly, and sat in the seat that Zhao Donglai had just sat in.

"We've seen it before." He sat down casually, as if sitting on the sofa at home, "In Jinling Town, I even invited the chief and detective to have a meal." Eyeballs slightly Turn around, "According to what you said, I'm the 'number three' you call."

The man's face was reflected in his pupils, making his breathing a little heavy.

"...Which one are you... Which Chen Jinzhi?"

This person is definitely not Zhao Donglai.

And he's obviously not from the police department.

If people outside the police station want to visit Wen Yuan, they must notify Wen Yuan himself in advance.