[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

Butler Wang is getting old, and he will feel palpitations when he speaks too fast, and he has to sit on the sofa to rest for a while before continuing to chat.

Long Mu stood quietly beside the electronic screen, neither asking him for more details about Zeta, nor trying to ask about Yun Qi's whereabouts and danger.

He stood in front of the drawings and looked at various things, as if a child had got a toy, and his attention could be drawn to it.

"It's really interesting." Wang Po sneered, "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse that Long Hui can teach a grandson like you."

When Long Mu heard this sentence, he glanced at him without asking.

"Do you know how normal people would react?" He propped himself up and showed a complicated smile: "Normal people will accuse us of ruining two families, destroying five or six lives, and accuse us of disregarding morals and ethics." Do human experiments."

He already needs to satisfy his psychological guilt and fear through this kind of thing.

"Also, you should ask me where that woman is now, what she is planning, and how to open the door of this basement—" Wang Po became more and more anxious as he spoke, and there was a questioning tone at the end: "You ask Ah! Ask!!!"

"I know all of this." Long Mu lowered his head and wrote something in his notebook.

He has the posture of a boy about to enter high school, with an immature and plain expression on his face.

No one can connect those old events with him alone.

"I have seen Yun Qi and know where she is."

"You don't know the password of the study room, otherwise you would have rushed to push me over to repair the machine."

"Grandpa has kept me from touching Zeta all these years because he is worried that I will kill myself if I don't understand it well enough."

"As for morality and life..." Long Mu showed a blank expression: "I don't feel the desire to condemn you."

"And you are actually trying to unlock the contents of the wallpaper, thinking that this is the key to open the study door and secret door." He turned his head, looked at Wang Po who started to breathe heavily again, and said, "Is that right?"

Wang Po sneered: "You think you know everything, but you died before Long Hui finished teaching you, you are now a half-finished product!"

He got up slowly, tried to get close to this immature young man, and said bitterly: "Even if the semi-finished product can open the study door, what's the use!"

"Long Hui has been researching it all his life. After the mutation, he spent three and a half years without repairing a single module. What use will your cleverness be?"

"You wait."

Long Mu suddenly spoke.

"Look at the four-winged god of Tess."

"What?" Wang Po subconsciously turned to look at the huge statue in the room.

"That's the answer." Long Mu's voice became more and more gentle: "It's hidden in its eyes."

Wang Po couldn't figure out this kid at all, but the enthusiasm and joy in his heart instinctively rose again, and he just staggered to look at the statue while clutching his heart.

The moment he approached the statue, Long Mu spoke an Egyptian word.

The next second, the glazed stone eyes of the statue suddenly lit up, and something needle-like was directly shot into Wang Po's body at that moment!

Wang Po didn't realize that something had been stabbed into his body at all, and he collapsed convulsively, and was out of breath within a few seconds.

His skin was bright red, and exuded a faint smell of bitter almonds.

Long Mu glanced at the corpse on the ground, only found the mobile phone, and dialed the number.

"Uncle Liu."

"I killed someone, come and help me deal with it."

Liu Xi almost wanted to go racing back to Jiangyin City.

Qian Fan, who was sitting next to him, was sitting on the co-pilot and tightened the armrest. He didn't know how to persuade him when he was turning the steering wheel like a tug-of-war.

These little ones are not fuel-efficient lamps at all!

It's okay for Zhao Qingyu to do things every day, he's used to it.

Long Mu——Usually, he seems to be quiet and fussy, but he makes such a big mess whenever he does something!

What do you mean I killed someone? !

What do you want to come over and help me deal with it? !

Do you think you slaughtered a chicken!This is murder! !

Besides, you are still a minor! ! !

"At his age, he will definitely go to the juvenile detention center, not to mention that there is no juvenile detention center in Jiangyin City." Qian Fan tried to comfort him: "Calm down when you step on the gas pedal."

Liu Xi only felt the blood in his head rushing up, and the way of taking a deep breath was almost as if he had asthma.

He had never even slapped himself, and he didn't even dare to kill a chicken. These little bastards are awesome, they can do anything - and even let the two of them wipe their asses when they do it!

The commercial vehicle stopped in front of the villa, and Long Mu was waiting at the door, reading a book while waiting.

This is no longer a strong heart, Liu Xi almost suspects that he has no heart.

He slammed the car door shut, pulled the child into the house, and said coldly, "Who did you kill?"

"Butler Wang."

"You—" Liu Xi said angrily: "Is there anything you don't know to ask us for help?! Why do you have to do it yourself, how old are you!"

Long Mu raised his head and said, "Because I don't need your help."

"Actually, I can handle the corpse myself. There are things at home that can dissolve flesh and blood." Long Mu glanced at Qian Fan who followed behind Liu Xi, shrugged and said, "But this matter needs to be reported, I think you should also understand .”

He took the two of them to his study, where although the doors and windows were open for ventilation, the astringent smell of bitter almonds was still lingering.

"Poison." Qian Fan frowned and said, "You got it?"

"Ah."

Long Mu took them to have a look at Wang Po's corpse, and then led the two of them to the living room to sit down. While pouring tea, it took less than 5 minutes to explain all the things before and after very clearly.

Holding the exquisite porcelain rose cup, Liu Xi felt that all this was absurd and unreal.

He has been in contact with life and death, but he can't sit here drinking tea and chatting with a dead body lying in the distance.

Qian Fan has long been used to it. He used to hide under the corpses of his comrades to escape the shooting, but now he doesn't have much reaction when he sees these situations.

But Long Mu——Long Mu is only a teenager, how can he be indifferent to all these things? !

When his grandfather died, he did not shed tears. Now that Steward Wang was killed by him, he actually explained the cause and effect lightly, without any fear or horror!

Qian Fan looked at Long Mu, and said after a long while, "You really make me doubt... Long Hui was also killed by you."

"Because there are no emotional fluctuations?" Long Mu put down his teacup and said, "I've checked, and psychologically, it's because of personality defects caused by segregated education and childhood deprivation since childhood."

Liu Xi already wanted to leave the house.

He felt very headache-everything about Zeta, about Jiangyin Town's crossing, about Wang Po's death, and the countless secrets Long Hui hid.

"I don't understand—" He got up and walked a few steps, then turned his head abruptly and said, "Why did you kill Wang Po?"

Qian Fan has already started to eat the cakes on the coffee table, and his attitude is very easygoing.

"Three points, number one, he tried to pull me into his and grandpa's camp and do things for them."

"Secondly, he told me these things away from Qingyu, in order to dominate my existence itself, and even try to control me."

When Long Mu was looking at the architectural drawing, he was actually thinking about things that had nothing to do with Wang Po.

The architectural diagram of that basement is nothing to look at.

"Third, he, and grandpa, actually have a strong anti-social personality, and they are unstable and insecure."

The boy's expression showed a little doubt: "Isn't it the best choice to get rid of him before he causes losses?"

"Yes."

"no!!"

They were silent for two seconds.

"Yes."

"no!!!"

Liu Xi looked at Qian Fan, and almost didn't come up in his breath: "You actually protect him in such a matter?"

Qian Fan gnawed on the cheese milk tart, his voice was a little vague: "His judgment and processing speed are very good?"

"You can't kill people across the board like this. Wang Po has indeed committed a crime, and he shouldn't be judged by Long Mu, a minor!"

"Then Wang Po shut down the villa system, created the illusion that Long Mu was missing, and imprisoned him like a hound to force him to decode?" Qian Fan wiped the froth from the corner of his mouth: "Do you think a frenzy that can cause the destruction of two families? Molecule, where can I have a conscience for this child?"

He stood up and walked around the elegant and simple living room: "But if you kill him like this, aren't you afraid that he will have some secrets to tell you?"

"He's said it all."

Long Mu turned slightly sideways, looked at Qian Fan and said, "Steward Wang told me about these things, one is to try to pull me into their camp, let me repair Zeta for them, and the other is to satisfy his inner needs. "

"Our little psychologist is about to start class." Liu Xi muttered while covering his head.

"He told all the truth in one breath, and even asked me to ask him more details. From his questions, I can know what else he knows."

After holding back for so many years, the desire to talk has been suppressed to the limit.

Long Mu thought for a while, and then said: "As a keeper of secrets, although Wang Hui has participated in ZETA-related experiments and tests, he doesn't have a deep understanding of the core technology like his grandfather, so don't worry about the situation at another level." .”

"That corpse, you can use the underground garage to help me transport it away, or you can dispose of it for me, or help me prepare a solution."

The boy got up and walked towards one of the walls in the living room, his tone slowed down a bit: "It's just that there is a faster way to dispose of this wallpaper, and I need to analyze the composition..."

Qian Fan had already gone to make sure that the corpse was completely dead, while Liu Xi had an expression of 'I really lost to you monsters'.

"Is there anything else to explain?" Liu Xi sighed and said, "If Zeta is repaired well, will I be able to go home and celebrate the New Year with my parents?"

"I don't know, but it's unlikely, because the group crossing was just an accident." Long Mu touched the wallpaper and said, "The progress of the Scientific Research Bureau will be delayed, Zhao Qingyu is preparing for the CAT exam, and I have to deal with these dozens of problems at home. The information on the wall, help me ask for paid sick leave with the Senate."

Liu Xi stared at the boy in silence for a few seconds.

"understood."