Terror broadcast

"It's so embarrassing..." The fat man pursed his lips at this time, "I think it's better not to hold on anymore. It would be better to pass out."

At this moment, the fat man even spoke a few words more fluently than before. If he hadn't been so convinced of this guy's character, other people wouldn't have shed tears, but the warm current in his heart still stirred up. definitely.

"Get up and walk by yourself. You are so heavy, you can't let me carry you."

Su Bai touched his pocket, took out two cigarettes, and bit them both in his mouth. He used one hand to block the wind and the other to use a lighter to light it. Then, he held one cigarette and brought it to the fat man's mouth.

The fat man sighed, bit his cigarette, and then stood up staggeringly, "Dabai, it's true that this hurts me, it's not fake at all."

Su Bai didn't say anything. In fact, whether it was the fat man or the young man surnamed Zhou who instigated the incident, since the young man surnamed Zhou agreed, it was obvious that he had this idea. After all, doing the battle method during teleportation For the formation master, his hands and feet were like dancing in his own home court. It couldn't be easier. The fat man actually helped him.

At present, the young man surnamed Zhou and Old Shen are left underground. After the formation is cut, it is basically impossible to use it a second time.

"Where are we now?" Su Bai asked.

"In Tibet."

“How big is Tibet?”

"The entire region covers an area of ​​1.20223 million square kilometers."

"So do you think your answer just now is nonsense?"

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Shanghai, known as the Magic City, has a permanent population of nearly 30 million. Therefore, this is a city where land is at a premium. It is not surprising that housing prices in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou are rising continuously. The reason is that they can attract People from all over the country continue to flock here, and the rigid demand here has always existed. In comparison, the inflated housing prices in some other second- and third-tier cities in China seem a bit insincere. Of course, the reasons for this are also well known. secret.

Wenya Garden is a high-end housing area mainly composed of villas. Ordinary people cannot live here. In the past, some businessmen even used the fact that they own a property here to show their financial strength when discussing business. , although with the new development of real estate in Shanghai in recent years, this place has lost its former reputation, but the housing prices have not depreciated at all, and continue to rise following the trend.

However, when evening came and some owners were driving home, they found many police cars at the gate of the community.

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"I refused to answer all these calls." Chu Zhao reached out and scratched his hair. He was very angry now. The tragedy of a family of five being exterminated happened right in front of him, and the dignitaries living in this community But they kept using their relationship to signal the police to keep the noise down, as if they were playing an influence game.

It's a pity, not to mention that Chu Zhao himself is a second-generation police officer and has a very hard core. Besides, as an audience member, he still continues to work as a police officer, and he has a very free and easy attitude. My attitude and identity are different, and my mentality is naturally different. I am just playing the game "The Sims".

"Let's hold a press conference." Chu Zhao said.

"But... a press conference?" A policeman on the side said in surprise.

"How many massacres of a family of five people can happen in a year, not just in Shanghai, but across the country?" Chu Zhao directly grabbed the policeman by the collar and scolded: "This case has been going on since the beginning. The confidentiality was not kept well. Now the news must have spread. If our police don't come forward to issue a report now, it will definitely cause panic in the society.

It's none of your business that those bastards worry about the appreciation or depreciation of their own properties? Even if you hold this position for the rest of your life, you won't be able to get this house, right? "

"No, no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The little policeman was frightened and immediately apologized.

Chu Zhao let out a heavy breath and looked at the broken-winged bat painted in blood on the wall, as if with a strong sense of ridicule.

A family of five, all died at the dinner table. The hostess, two sons, and a daughter were all nailed to death on the dinner table with knives and forks. The muscles on the male host's back were torn open and bloody, they were stabbed with knives, forks and chopsticks. It stands there like a pair of fleshy wings.

Instinctively, Chu Zhao smelled an unusual scent;

No suspicious fingerprints were extracted, and the sound security system did not detect the entry of any suspicious persons. This family of five should have died three days ago. The food on the table has spoiled, if it were not for the nanny who works two days a week. I came to work this morning and opened the door with my room card. It is estimated that in a few days, the bodies of this family of five will be completely decomposed.

Because although it is winter now, the heating system in the house is very advanced, which also creates more suitable conditions for the body to decompose.

Taking out his mobile phone, Chu Zhao dialed Xun'er's number.

"Hello." Xun'er answered the phone. She should be driving.

"Has he come back?" Chu Zhao asked.

"Him? I don't even know where he lives now. Why, you're actually looking for him?"

Since Su Bai moved to Lao Fang's house, he deliberately didn't tell Xun'er the address.

"I have a case here, and I want to hear his side of the story." Chu Zhao explained.

"Haha." Xun'er obviously didn't believe it, "Don't have any other ideas. Last time he just beat you up. Next time, he might really kill you."

"One code equals one code." Chu Zhao seemed very tolerant at this time, "My fault used to be my fault. I admit it, but now I just want to ask for help as a policeman and I don't know if I can still be regarded as a friend." He came over to help me take a look, after all, Shanghai is also his home, isn't it?"

"This is not like your style of painting." Xun'er stopped the car and held the phone to his ear seriously, "Tell me, has something happened to you again? It's not like you are I suddenly had an epiphany, which is why my character has changed so much."

"An old friend is back. I've talked a lot with him these past two days and thought about some things." Chu Zhao said.

"Old friend? Who?" Xun'er suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Gu Fan." Chu Zhao said these two words, "I talked with him about the radio broadcast."

"Is he... also an audience member?"

"Do you believe it? Before we formed the murder club, Gu Fan...he was already an audience."

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The little guy can already start walking on his own, which is a very gratifying thing for Su Bai. Nothing can make a father happier than seeing his son making progress and growing up day by day.

"Be careful and let's go."

In the living room, Su Bai squatted on the ground and clapped his hands at the little guy. The little guy waddled up to Su Bai on his little feet, and then threw himself into Su Bai's arms.

"Hahaha, great, great."

Su Bai picked up the little guy. The little guy who had just learned to walk seemed very excited. He had been playing with Su Bai in the living room for half an afternoon. At this time, it was really time to take a rest.

After getting milk and some snacks that children like for the little guy, he placed him next to Ji Xiang and let him watch TV for a while. Su Bai turned around, took the newly delivered flowers, and left the living room.

In the bedroom, the monk and Gyatso were still lying on the bed. It had to be said that even though the two monks had turned into a vegetative state, they looked very good. They had replaced the vases in their bedroom with fresh flowers. When he walked out of the bedroom, he met the fat man coming out of his bedroom.

"I found out, those lamas are in France now." The fat man sighed, "They ran so far, damn, if we hadn't been trapped underground for so long, they might not have had time to escape."

It took Su Bai and Fatty about a day to find a small town in the vast vastness of Tibet. When they returned to the canyon where they started, it was another day later. After searching twice, they could not find the lamas. Later, I went to Gyatso's holy temple to inquire about his whereabouts, and learned that the group of lamas and a large group of disciples and disciples had evacuated collectively, and it was not as simple as evacuating slightly and going to Asan's place. Went directly to the West.

Knowing that their efforts were in vain, the two had no choice but to return to Shanghai. Now, it has been more than a month since they returned to Shanghai. Of course, although the trip to Tibet failed to get revenge, Su Bai got Old Shen's ruler and witnessed the Qin soldiers. At the same time, the tip of the iceberg and the dead princess in the ruler were also of great value. Fatty also got the opportunity to copy the pre-Qin space teleportation circle. The gains for the two of them were still huge, comparable to a story world. I have gained a lot, so I really don’t have much to regret.

However, the ruler cannot be moved for the time being, because without the formation of the young man surnamed Zhou and the seal of the ruler by Old Shen himself, the soul of the princess in the ruler has become unstable. After being brought back to Shanghai, he was directly suppressed by the fat man. Only by visiting Lao Fang's house can everything be ensured.

Now it seems that we can only wait until the monk and Gyatso wake up to release the soul of the princess.

"It's okay, I don't believe they can come back."

"Yeah." The fat man nodded and walked to the living room, probably to watch TV.

Su Bai returned to his bedroom and planned to take a change of clothes and take a shower. At this time, his cell phone rang with an unfamiliar number.

"Hello." Su Bai answered the phone.

"Su Bai, it's really difficult to find your number."

There was a very familiar voice on the other end of the phone, and Su Bai couldn't remember who he was for a moment.

"Oh, I don't know my brother anymore. Haha, there happened to be a case here at Chu Zhao. You should come over and help me. After all, we are also good brothers who used to hang out together. There is no overnight feud."

"Gu Fan, are you back?" Su Bai finally remembered who it was.