Chapter 344

Qingyu's eyes took over to the clerk who was ready to go home from work as usual. After she finished the final reconciliation here, she began to step out of the bookstore.

After leaving the bookstore, the clerk did not directly set foot on the way home, but walked towards the noodle shop of Yile ramen.

This surprised Qingyu a little.

He didn't expect to see a noodle shop with Le Ramen in the clerk's memory.

"A ramen."

The clerk's voice is full of fatigue. After a day's work, her body can't support her spirit. Now she just wants to replenish her energy, and then go home and have a good sleep. After replenishing her experience, she welcomes the arrival of a new day.

When the clerk walked into Yile ramen, it was very late and close. In her sight, there was still a person sitting here in Yile Ramen restaurant, where there were few people on weekdays.

Just

The man was wearing a cloak and a hat when eating noodles. He couldn't see his specific face at all.

This aroused the curiosity of the clerk. He stared at the mysterious man until he cooked the noodles.

Qingyu sees such a scene.

He can already be sure.

The mysterious man in the hat was the murderer of the man who read the two memories in front.

Through the clerk's memory, it can be clearly seen that this person is not tall, looks thin, not tall, and the whole person is extremely quiet.

The clerk found that the mysterious man in the shed hat had been eating noodles with his head down and had never shown his face at all.

It made her feel strange.

After a while.

Holding a bowl of steaming Ramen in his hand, he put it in front of the man with a smile and said, "my face is good!"

"Thank you!"

After seeing the attractive aroma of ramen, the clerk immediately put all these doubts behind him, picked up the chopsticks on the table and began to eat ramen.

Do not know why?

Seems to feel something.

When the clerk took the first bite of ramen, she couldn't help looking in the direction of the man.

Suddenly I saw a wisp of white hair floating out of my hat.

This wisp of white hair just appeared for a moment, it has been put back again, and it is no longer displayed at all.

"Strange guy."

The clerk muttered a word to herself. She just said such a word, didn't say anything, and began to eat the Ramen in her bowl without thinking about the man.

Soon.

The clerk finished the ramen.

When she finished eating, the mysterious man hadn't finished yet.

However, she doesn't want to take care of this person anymore. After she pays the bill and settles the account, she immediately embarks on the journey home. Now she just wants to go home quickly, have a good sleep, completely relax her tired body and draw a complete end to the day's work.

But

She didn't notice.

Just after she left a Lela noodle shop.

The mysterious man finished eating and went to pay the bill.

The clerk didn't notice.

But Qingyu noticed it through her memory.

"It seems that this is a premeditated wait, not a random encounter here!"

Qingyu made a silent judgment in his heart. At first, he was still thinking whether it was because the clerk met the white haired murderer here and was killed after seeing something.

It doesn't look like that now!

It was the white haired murderer who had already found out the whereabouts of the clerk, made a prepared action and waited here.

The clerk was completely unaware of the danger, still took a steady step, still thinking about what happened in the bookstore during the day, and unknowingly walked to the intersection before the door.

Whoosh!

At this time.

A figure flashed out quickly and directly patted something on the clerk's head.

Boom!

With the sound of a heavy blow.

The clerk passed out on the spot.

When she woke up, she felt an unspeakable pain.

"Wow..."

The clerk suddenly made a sharp cry, but before she called it out, she felt her tongue cool. A bookstore membership card crossed her and directly lifted her tongue.

"Uh huh..."

The clerk couldn't scream like that without her tongue, but it didn't prevent her from humming because of severe pain.

She wants to run away!

I want to leave this place where I don't know where it is.

But.

She found her body immovable.

I can only look at the moon in the night sky with helpless eyes.

"Do you remember this membership card?"

An extremely indifferent voice sounded. With this sound, a figure appeared in the sight of the clerk.

This figure is wearing a cloak and a hat. He can't see the specific appearance, but he can really be the man in Yile ramen. Just against the moonlight, he looks black on his face and can't even see his white hair.

"Oh, oh, oh..."

The clerk wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything. Now she feels great pain all over her body and is not in the mood to see any membership cards.

"You must not remember."

The indifferent voice sounded again. Then he squatted down and raised his hand to pick up the membership card.

"This membership card embarrassed me at that time!"

After the mysterious man finished, he suddenly took the membership card in his right hand and cut it heavily towards the clerk's chest.

Pooh!

With a piercing sound.

One third of the membership card has been inserted into the clerk.

"Ah ah..."

The clerk wanted to roar, but found it useless at all. She wanted to struggle. She also found that she couldn't move at all. Her eyes began to become frightened and gradually realized that the danger had come to her.

"You give up the struggle!"

This voice sounded again, which can be said to be the most spoken of the three victims that Qingyu has read.

"Your hands and feet can't move."

"Do you know why?"

"That's because I broke your tendons!"

"Now you can only lie here..."

"Be a lamb to be slaughtered!"

After the man finished this sentence, he didn't say any more words. He just kept picking up the membership card, throwing it heavily on the clerk, then pulling it out again and throwing it out again.

Because of this way.

The scars on the clerk's body were left by the same membership card, but the wounds were of different depths.

"Hoo..."

Qingyu slowly breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes. This memory gave him a feeling that he had seen it and didn't see it completely.

This feeling is very strange.

This was the closest time in his memory to the white haired murderer, and he spoke the most, but it was also the time to find the least information.

Except for a white hair

Only this person has handled the membership card in the bookstore!

incorrect!

Even this is not necessarily the case!

Who said that membership card

It must be your own membership card!

Anyway.

Some doubts are revealed everywhere here. It seems that something has been found, but in fact, it is less than that of the two people just now.

"Did you find anything?"

Yuzhibo Fuyue's voice sounded in Qingyu's ear, with strong expectation in his tone.

"This time, it's hard to say..."

Qingyu shook his head. It was the first time he saw such a murderer. Even the victim didn't see the appearance of the murderer in the whole process.

More Than This.

The murderer obviously came for revenge.

But

It looks like self hi revenge.

It seems that they don't care whether the dead people know who he is, but more about whether the other party will die in the way he wants.

"White hair."

"I've been to the bookstore."

"May have handled a membership card."

"I went to Yile Ramen to have noodles on the day of the crime."

"Nothing else..."

After Qingyu finished, he found that he might have eaten noodles in Yile ramen, which can be regarded as the biggest breakthrough.

Now let's see if the hand fight can see the man's appearance.

"That's all?"

Yu Zhibo Fuyue's face became strange. He stared at Qingyu, hesitated for a while, and asked again, "are you tired?"

"Are you doubting my ability?" Qingyu said angrily.

"No, I just think, did you miss something? The clerk obviously bled to death after being cut with a membership card for a long time. Is there only such a clue in such a long process?" Yu Zhibo asked Fuyue incredulously.

"The murderer is much more cunning than you think. He hides his appearance very well, and he has taken a sneak attack on even the shop assistants who are not ninjas. How can you let them see more information?" Qingyu said helplessly. He felt that the white haired murderer was also very cautious. He didn't expect to read the memory of the three dead and didn't see the man's face.

"We have one last..."

Yu Zhibo Fuyue sighed helplessly. He pushed back the iron bed drawer that the clerk was lying on, and then raised his hand to look at the last drawer.

"There's only the owner of the teahouse left. Qingyu, come on. If we don't find any clues on him, we can only search a little by relying on the existing characteristics. That's too much work. Moreover, I don't think this man will stop at all. He will kill more people. If we can't catch him in time and as soon as possible, The more we go to the back, we will become more and more passive. " Yu Zhibo Fuyue is sincere. Now he wants to catch the white haired murderer, but he doesn't know who he is. It's very troublesome to find him, at least not even at his age.

"I'll try my best!"

Qingyu nodded. He could only say this, and he could only help here. He would never go back and read the clerk's memory from beginning to end, and then find the teenager who did the card at an unknown time point. This is impossible.

Now there is nothing exposed in the memory of these dead people.

This makes him helpless.

Actually.

Just when Qingyu came.

He thought he could directly confirm the appearance of the murderer by reading one of the bodies, and then complete the task in an instant. He didn't expect that things would develop in a complex direction after now.

"I believe you!"

Yu Zhibo Fuyue suddenly took out the drawer in front of him with his hand. Lying on the iron bed was a fat man.

The fat man looks from his clothes.

Still rich.

It's just that there's no way to see the fat man's face.

The nose and mouth are all stuffed with white pudding, emitting an unpleasant smell everywhere. Qingyu can see that almost all the smell in the house comes from the fat man.

Suddenly.

Qingyu raised his hands and pressed them down on the fat man's head.

Buzz!

Qingyu controls chakra on both hands and displays the heart reading secret skill of the mountain people. He surges into the fat man's mind and has begun to display the secret skill.

however.

Qingyu doesn't pay attention to the picture of the secret art.

But feel the convenience of reading memory brought by the heart reading system.

"Ding Dong! Read memory successfully! Get: chakra promotion! "

Qingyu's mind sounded a crisp electronic prompt sound. With this sound, scenes of memory poured into his mind.

Qingyu quickly turns over the fat man's memory.

Advance to the office hours before death.

This time.

The fat man is sitting on the chair in the inner room of the teahouse.

There were three or four young girls standing in front of him. Everyone showed flattery in their eyes, but they kept a little distance from the fat man and didn't get too close. Otherwise, Qingyu thought she might have to see some content that needs to be paid.

"Last week's harvest is not good!"

The fat man held an account book with very clear words on it.

Sure!

Qingyu thought.

Suddenly the memory is fixed in this scene.

In this way, Qingyu can clearly see the contents written on the fat man's account book.

No. 1: 3 plates of pudding.

No. 2: 1 dish of pudding.

No. 3: 0 dish of pudding.

No. 4: 0 dish of pudding.

……

All the way up to the 7th.

But there are not seven people here.

The number of pudding is No. 1.

With the fat man's words, these girls lowered their faces one after another. Everyone's face was not very good-looking, as if they had been criticized.

"If you still have such results next week, you don't want salary!" The fat man waved his hands to several teenagers. From that look, he had planned to drive them out directly.

"Yes!"

These girls answered with one voice. As they finished these words, they immediately began to leave here one after another. It seemed that there was only a fat man left in the inner room of the teahouse.

this moment.

There were several plates of pudding on the fat man's desk.

He directly grabbed a piece of pudding and put it into his mouth. The milk was sweet and delicious. After he swallowed it, a great sense of satisfaction emerged in his heart.

"Good! not bad Such delicious pudding! Wouldn't it be a pity not to sell more money! "

The fatter he ate, the more comfortable he was. He couldn't help but cross his legs. He looked like a nouveau riche known by Qingyu in the past, just like a posture of the peak of life.

For a moment.

A big question mark appeared in Qingyu's head.

In the teahouse.

Do you sell pudding?

How does it feel strange?

The more Qingyu thought about it, the more surprised he felt. He came to the teahouse with Mrs. Yamanaka once and saw the boss at that time, but he didn't see the word pudding on the menu at that time.

Strange!

Qingyu doesn't understand what's going on for the moment. She thinks that after watching how the fat man died, she can go back to the fat man's previous memory to confirm how the pudding was sold in the teahouse.

"Can you sell pudding in the teahouse?"

However, at this time, a voice sounded from the door of the fat man's inner room. What he said was what Qingyu was curious about just now, and the voice was the white haired murderer.

It was him!

Qingyu nodded silently.

At this time.

It has been fully confirmed that all four people were killed by white haired killers.

And the process of being killed can be clearly seen.

Now it's just not clear the specific identity of the white haired murderer and the motive for killing these people. What kind of deep hatred do they have?

"Who?!"

The fat man was stunned when he heard the voice outside the door, but there was no fear on his face, more anger.

"Who's talking outside my door?"

The fat man put down his cocked legs directly, and then walked directly to the door of the inner room. He couldn't listen to such strange words to him. He just wanted to beat the man hard to vent his unspeakable anger.

Step, step

The fat man's feet hit the ground, and the floor vibrated because of his weight.

Suddenly.

The fat man walked to the door.

Raise your right hand.

Directly opened the door of the inner room.

Suddenly.

The fat man hasn't seen anything yet.

Then a spray of something directly fell on his face, and then the whole man lost consciousness directly.

Sure enough!

Qingyu's heart suddenly became clear.

Or a familiar formula.

It's still a familiar routine.

The white haired murderer did not disappoint him. He still solved the problem in a very efficient way. Even if the opponent was just a fat man without the power of an airplane, he still used the powerful medicine. This degree of caution is as good as what he has.

When the fat man's eyes are restored.

It was dark before my eyes.

Directly covered with black cloth.

And the whole body was bound by the rope.

"Woo woo..."

The fat man wanted to say something, but he found that his mouth was opened by something. He couldn't shut up.

"Are you awake?"

The familiar sound of Qingyu sounded in the fat man's ear, which was the voice of the white haired murderer heard from the three bodies in front.

The voice was not loud.

But it can be clearly transmitted to the fat man's ears.

"Woo... Woo..."

The fat man asked the tone of "who are you" with a humming voice, but his mouth was a little dry. After that, a strong sense of discomfort poured into his throat and almost didn't spit out because of the chain reaction.

"You don't need to know who I am, and you won't remember who I am at all. You just need to know that I bought pudding from you."

The white haired murderer's indifferent voice sounded slowly, and then he began to make some rustle, as if he were taking something.

"Woo woo..."

The fat man twisted his body hard and seemed to want to say something, but now his voice was very dry and couldn't say a word. The feeling that his mouth was completely opened to unbearable made him cry at this moment.

"Since you like pudding so much, eat more!"

The white haired murderer's voice sounded slowly, and then he took the plate full of pudding on the fat man's table in his hand and poured it all into the fat man's mouth.

"Oh..."

The fat man was instantly stimulated by the influx of pudding. His instinctive stomach contracted fiercely, and a feeling of discomfort arose spontaneously, and the whole person was about to spit out.

"Don't vomit!"

At this time, the white haired murderer directly stabbed the scroll on the fat man's desk into the fat man's mouth, ready to put all the pudding in the fat man's mouth.

"These are your favorite puddings!"

"Each one is very expensive!"

"What a pity if you spit it out!"

"So you have to eat it all!"

"No one can be left!"

The white haired murderer's voice sounded one after another, and a playful meaning had emerged in his tone. With these voices, another plate of pudding fell into the fat man's innermost.

At this time.

Qingyu knows what's going on.

The fat man was suffocated by these puddings!

however.

He hasn't changed the channel in a hurry.

He also wanted to see with his own eyes what it was like in the end.

Gradually.

As plates of pudding entered the innermost part of the fat man, the fat man was on the edge of suffocation, his mouth was pasted, and only his nostrils could breathe hard.

"There's also a plate of pudding. Your mouth is full. What can you do? It's better to put it into your nose!"

The narrow voice of the white haired murderer sounded, and then began to put pudding into the fat man's nostrils one by one.

Gradually.

The fat man's breathing is becoming more and more difficult.

Consciousness is getting blurred.

Slowly lost vital signs.

So far.

The fat man's last memory is over.

Qingyu didn't quit the posture of reading memory, but began to play back the fragments of memory and quickly look for the pictures.

Not long.

Qingyu found the scene where the fat man interacted with No. 1.

He immediately substituted himself into it again.

This is still the inner room of the teahouse. The fat man is eating pudding one by one, completely dressed in a natural and comfortable posture.

Not far in front of him, standing in the direction of the door, was a waiter in a teahouse.

The waiter was opening a gap between the children and looked at the scene outside. His face showed a special expression.

"Boss, boss, it's still No. 1. This man is on the hook!" The waiter said with a smile.

"Take it easy and see how many dishes you can order. Such delicious pudding would be boring if you didn't order more." When the fat man was talking, he put a piece of pudding in his mouth.

"I'll ask later!" The waiter nodded immediately.

After a while.

In the small elegant seat of the teahouse.

No. 1 waved to the waiter.

"Waiter!"

The tender and gentle voice of No. 1 sounded. As soon as the voice came out, the waiter immediately went out with the menu.

Not long.

The waiter walked back with a smile.

"No. 1 is still powerful. I ordered three dishes of pudding directly. I can make a lot of money this time!" The waiter said with a smile after running out. Now at this time, his heart is very excited and his face is full of smiles.

"Good! not bad No. 1 did a good job! Take the pudding with you! " The fat man raised his hand and knocked on the plate in front of him, indicating that he could bring these puddings to the guests at the table.

Qingyu sees here.

I seem to understand a little in my head, but I don't fully understand it.

He immediately jumped back and looked.

Directly came to the table when people had to pay the bill.

The fat man walked over with his fat body, took out the bill directly, put it in front of the man, and said, "you spent 3200 Liang in total!"

“？？？”

The young man sitting opposite No. 1 was silly at that time. He didn't know what was going on. He frowned and asked, "boss, you're right. We just ordered a pot of tea and three plates of pudding. Why more than 3000 liang?"

"You ordered 200 liang of tea and 1000 liang of pudding. The price is clearly marked. Children and old people are not deceived." The fat man took out a menu directly, which was just handed over by the waiter.

Just as the fat man took out the menu.

Qingyu thought.

Immediately freeze the memory here.

meanwhile.

Qingyu looked at the menu and found that there was no change in the price of tea in the menu held by the fat man. It was the same as the normal menu, but there was an extra pudding in the blank position of the original menu, and the price was 1000 Liang.

"1000 liang of pudding, why don't you rob the money? I don't have money. Take care of her!" The young man immediately felt that he had fallen into a trap. He had realized that No. 1 in front of him was not a good man at all. He should be together with the boss of the teahouse. This was a trap set up by them together.

"It's no use saying anything. Either settle the money today, or don't want to leave our teahouse intact!"

When the fat man spoke, he immediately waved his hand, and a man came out and gathered the young man in an instant.

However.

The number one that contributed to all this.

It's like nothing has happened.

Just turn around and go.

“……”

When Qingyu saw this scene, he suddenly opened his eyes and withdrew from his memory. He was shocked. It turned out that there was a wine tray in the ninja world. It's too real!

"Qing Yu, did you find anything this time?" Yu Zhibo Fuyue immediately asked. He felt that Qingyu took a long time to read his memory this time. Maybe he was immersed. It might bring some special intelligence and clues that can solve the case.

"There are some, but there is still no specific identity of the white haired murderer, but there are some new discoveries." Qingyu nodded. His heart was still angry about what the teahouse owner had done. Unexpectedly, such a thing happened in Muye village. It was really obvious that three generations of stupidity and inaction.

"Say it!" Yuzhibo Fuyue's eyes suddenly brightened. He liked to listen to clues. If there were no clues, he would feel uncomfortable.

"The owner of this teahouse was also killed by a white haired murderer. Although I didn't see his white hair this time, I can judge from his voice that they are the same person!" Qingyu takes the lead in telling the judgment about the white haired murderer and directly gives yuzhibo Fuyue a bottom.

"I feel it too!" Yuzhibo Fuyue nodded, which he had noticed for a long time, but it was not that Qingyu's words were useless, but that he had a deeper grasp of the matter.

"I saw in the memory of the teahouse owner that when he was eating pudding, the white haired murderer broke in!"

Qingyu began to talk about the scene at that time.

"The white haired murderer first fainted the teahouse boss with medicine, then continuously stuffed pudding into the teahouse boss's mouth, and finally stuffed all pudding into the teahouse boss's mouth, resulting in the teahouse boss's suffocation." Qingyu said in a deep voice.

"This is the same as the judgment given by Mr. Shan Xingjian." Yuzhibo Fuyue nodded again.

"In this process, the white haired murderer explained that he had bought pudding in the teahouse, which belongs to one of the victims, and it may be a long time, and he felt that the teahouse owner had forgotten him. I agree with this. The teahouse owner should really don't remember such a thing, because there are too many people in his hole." Qingyu said slowly. He didn't just say memory. Finally, he added his own judgment.

"How do you buy pudding in the teahouse?" Yu Zhibo Fuyue asked suspiciously. When he heard Qingyu's words, it was an instinctive reaction.

"At first I didn't know. Then I dug into the memory of the teahouse owner and found a very wonderful thing." Qingyu pretends to be profound and says.

"What's the matter?" Yuzhibo Fuyue's curiosity has been fully aroused. He stares at Qingyu with wide eyes and can't wait to ask. He wants to hear what Qingyu says behind him.

"The owner of the teahouse loves to eat pudding, and then he thought of a wine... The method of pudding Torah, and then through the pudding Torah, the guest went to the teahouse to order pudding and asked for a high pudding fee to blackmail. The price of each pudding in the teahouse is 1000 Liang." Qingyu said what the teahouse owner did in the clearest and shortest words he could express.

"What?"

"1000 liang?"

"Why didn't he grab it?"

"No!"

"Isn't he just robbing?"

"Didn't anyone resist?"

After hearing what Qingyu said, yuzhibo Fuyue was a little silly. He had never heard such an outrageous thing in Muye police department for so many years. It was just a plate of pudding. He even thought it expensive for 100 Liang, and dared to sell 1000 Liang!

"On the site of the teahouse owner, if you don't give money, it will cause dozens of people to surround here. It seems like a big fight. Those ordinary people don't dare to provoke the teahouse owner, so they have to pay for peace in the end." Qingyu shook his head and said that this is not just the way to deal with the ninja world, that is, in the real world, many people who encounter wine and wedding care finally eat Coptis, and all swallow the bitter water into their stomach. Take these as a lesson and be more careful in the future.

"So, you mean, the white haired murderer is the one who has been cheated by the teahouse boss?" Yu Zhibo Fuyue immediately felt that the case was not so difficult, because he finally found some clues. In the past, he couldn't even find a little motivation. He didn't know the revenge direction of the white haired murderer.

"Yes! That's when he killed the fat man! What you have emphasized! " Qingyu nodded and said.

"Then it can be said that the white haired murderer wants to focus on clearing up the people who have hatred in the past one by one!"

Yuzhibo Fuyue raised his right hand and grabbed his chin. The whole person fell into deep thought. His brain began to work quickly and was reasoning quickly about the whole event.

"The white haired murderer can endure such a long time without revenge. Now he suddenly takes revenge, which shows that his peaceful and stable life may have changed!"

"Let me guess..."

"Maybe he wants to betray the village, and there are too few opportunities for revenge in the future!"

"It is also possible that he is about to go to the battlefield of the Third World War of tolerance. He is afraid that he will not come back alive. He plans to have revenge before he leaves."

"And..."

Yu Zhibo Fuyue analyzed one by one. His head worked very fast. All he thought was why the white haired murderer suddenly burst out his emotions that had been suppressed for so many years.

"But."

"One thing is certain."

"That is, the white haired murderer is likely to commit another crime."

"After all, the murderers he chose are people who have had a festival with him. So as long as there are people he cares about in the world, he will continue to fight again!"

"Now the white haired murderer can't hold it anymore!"

"It is absolutely impossible for him to stop so rashly without completely eradicating the goal in his heart!"

"More importantly..."

"He has killed four people in a row. He should have experienced the pleasure of killing his enemy. He will continue next!"

Yu Zhibo Fuyue nodded. His brain was running fast. He guessed a lot about the white haired murderer, but what made him feel very uncomfortable

He has no idea who the man is.

"Brother Fuyue, I've told you everything I know. I won't participate in the analysis and reasoning. I believe your police department can complete such a small task." Qingyu said faintly.

"I'll take you back."

Yu Zhibo Fuyue immediately nodded, then directly pushed the body of the teahouse owner back into the cold storage, and then took the lead to the door here, as if to leave with Qingyu.

"Brother Fuyue, I'll just go back by myself. You can go directly to Muye police department and seize the time to deal with the case. As long as you catch the man early, the village can become safer." Qingyu waved his hand and said that he was not polite to yuzhibo Fuyue at all.

"No... Qingyu... Are you sure you're okay?" Yu Zhibo Fuyue was stunned and asked.

"What problem can I have? I don't know the white haired murderer. I don't have any worries and resentments. What's more, if I can lead him out, isn't it a good thing for you?" Qingyu said lightly.

"It's easy for you to say these words, but you also know the strength of the white haired murderer. Even Dahe was planted in his hand. If he found out because you came to help me read my memory, he might kill you, so I'd better send you back!" Yu Zhibo Fuyue insisted.

"OK, if you are really willing to send it, I have no opinion, but I still say my point of view, that is, I have reported the information to you. Killing me will not kill me. Moreover, without me, there will be other ninjas of the mountain family who can read their memory. This worry is superfluous." Qingyu shook his head and said.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Yu Zhibo Fuyue still insisted.

"I think you'd better go back and deal with the case. If you have leisure time, you can have a rest, otherwise your body can't eat it!" Qingyu expresses his opinion again, because as long as he doesn't go with yuzhibo Fuyue, he can directly perform the art of flying Thunder God and quickly return to the dormitory without such trouble.

"No matter how busy I am, I can invite you over and send you back. I still have to start and end!" Yuzhibo Fuyue did not give in.

"Then come with me!"

Qingyu suddenly looked helpless. He didn't say much. He could go back at that time.

Yuzhibo Fuyue followed Qingyu behind. He didn't say anything more, but went to think about the information that Qingyu had just given.

For a moment.

They left Muye village hospital and walked towards the dark dormitory.

Just after they went out for more than ten minutes.

"Qingyu, do you think there will be another case tonight?" Yu Zhibo Fuyue didn't seem to understand anything. He looked up at the moon in the sky and couldn't help muttering.

"Shh!"

Qingyu suddenly widened his eyes. His eyes crossed the darkness ahead and landed on a man in a cloak, who was holding a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old in the posture of a princess.

Yuzhibo Fuyue was shocked by Qingyu's move. He immediately focused on looking forward. The dark pupil instantly became three gouyu's writing wheel eyes, and his sight became clear.

"He is..."

Yu Zhibo Fuyue's face was very serious, and strong anger broke out in his bloody pupils.

"White haired murderer!"