Chapter 276

"Ah --"

Bai Jun sneered, watching yewanwan's body fall straight in front of her eyes, and then reaches out and holds the hand that someone has extended to him.

"Uncle Di, you came in time."

Di Jingan calm face, after pulling people up, quickly released his hand, as if the other side is what kind of virus, back two steps, side head to see to be knocked by himself dizzy night Wan Wan.

"What will she do?"

"Throw it in the attic."

Bai Jun rubs her ribs, which are almost crushed by night Wan Wan. She comes to her and kicks her feet gently, then kicks the shackles with his feet.

"These things, it seems, can't lock her."

Di Jingan thought of the attic that, by their own cloth border, eyes color not by a sink.

"Are you sure she can stand it?"

"Hehe," Baijun sneered, "isn't it more fun to let her stay with herself?"

The silver teeth under the thin lips seemed to glow cold.

Di Jingan felt uncomfortable and frowned. He turned his head aside and pointed to the shriveled corpse lying on one side: "what about this one?"

"Don't worry, he'll disappear in a moment."

After that, Bai Jun spits and turns around to leave.

In the dark, neither of them noticed that the spitting was blood red.

Di Jingan doesn't notice what Bai Jun is holding in her hand.

When he squatted down to hold the night line, he suddenly saw the hole in the chest of the corpse. His heart thumped and his breath was slightly frozen.

He was stunned for a moment. He held his mind and looked at the corpse on the ground for a while. He only felt that the five features of the corpse looked vaguely like a man.

In a moment, his brain flashed, and a name came to his mind.

"Jingjue!"

He stepped back a step in surprise, squatting body, the footwall is not very stable, staggered to push two steps, almost fell.

"How could it be Jingjue!? No, it won't be Jingjue. "

Di Jingan frowned, relaxed his steps and went over, and observed carefully for a while.

But the more you look, the more familiar you feel.

The wrinkles on his brow became deeper and deeper. He hesitated. He wanted to touch the bones of the corpse behind him.

Unexpectedly, his hand was about a centimeter away from the corpse, and suddenly there was a thunderclap in his ear, which was like a splinter of wood. The sound was very small, just like the sound of a mosquito.

Without waiting for him to study deeply, the corpse in front of him had been incinerated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Di Jing'an was shocked in his heart. Staring at the corpse which turned into a pile of dust in a flash, his mouth opened involuntarily. Thousands of guesses flashed through his mind, but none of them could be sure.

He squatted for a long time, sighed, picked up the night line, turned and left.

After he put the night line on the attic, he started to make another layer of border on the door lock.

In this way, there are three levels of border on the attic. No matter what level of boundary is moved by the people inside, there will be spiritual vibration, so they will know.

He had just examined the shackles in the basement, and the spiritual power remained on them was very pure.

He thought, I'm afraid there is no one layer of the border here that can block the night line.

Only to see whether night wanwan will be shocked by the things inside, forget the matter of escape, give them a little chance to breathe.

Di Jingan stares at the door lock for a moment, sighs in his heart and turns away.

"Dudu --"

Bai Jun looks down at the heart of the last mouthful on her hand. With her eyes turned, she slowly put it into her mouth. After swallowing it, she licked her fingers with satisfaction on her face. Then she slowly got up and went to open the door.

"Something?"

Outside the door, di Jing'an looks gloomy and seems to be worried about something.

"Whose body is it in the basement?"

Bai Jun raised her eyebrows slightly: "Uncle Di, you seem to have forgotten our agreement?"

With a scornful smile on his lips, he took a step forward, put his face in front of the other party, and his eyes were dark: "it's better not to ask if you shouldn't ask."

Di Jing'an's eyes turned cold. She stepped back a step. Her mouth was tight and she wrote all over her face: "Oh, it's my fault. Farewell. "

Voice down, he nodded slightly, did not hesitate to turn away.

Bai Jun doesn't see the dark light in his eyes that is not clear.

He just stood in the same place, staring at the back of the other party leaving, and a little uneasy feeling rose in his heart.

Di Jingan returned to the room and stood by the window, looking out of the window for a moment.

The time slipped past eight o'clock, but the outside was still dark, and there was no light.

He knew that this was the reason for the border.

Baijun's attitude towards the corpse makes Di Jingan feel a little upset. He was eager to find out what the other party wanted.

However, it seems too difficult for him to find out.

After standing for a long time, he finally took out five paper cranes from his arms, painted them with blood, and quietly put their hair in the middle and opened the window to let them fly.The man's eyes are heavy looking at the paper crane disappearing in the black, his eyes gliding over a little bit of hope wing.

……

What they didn't know was that at the moment Jingjue disappeared, Yan lie, a hundred miles away, suddenly felt a palpitation, without any precaution. His legs softened, his body shook and fell to the ground.

"What's the matter with you?"

Shu Zhuo Rui has been following him. He is startled and runs to help him.

Yan lie covered his heart with one hand and swung it gently with the other, indicating that he was OK.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the heart is like a pinched by someone, the pain hit, all the tearing, he almost rolled his eyes and fainted.

Shu Zhuo Rui saw that his face was white and his facial features were tightly wrinkled together. His face looked very painful.

"Yan lie, what's the matter with you?"

Pain seized all Yan lie's nerves. He didn't know what the other side said.

At the same time, Shu Zhuo Rui grabs his hand subconsciously and keeps pulling his strength.

Shu Zhuo Rui has a pain in his hand. When he turns his eyes, he can see that the blue veins on the back of his hand jump straight. There is a faint feeling that he wants to burst open.

He was anxious and desperate to call each other's name, the brain was confused.

Panic will disturb the scene, the people present can not help but nervous.

"What's wrong with him?"

Mu Yi Han ran past, looking at the toothpick year in great pain, a tight heart.

Shu Zhuo Rui shook his head, saying that he did not know.

"Forget it, send it to the hospital!"

"Yes, yes, to the hospital."

Mu Yi Han a word, his flustered thoughts pulled back a little.

He started with Mu Yi Han and wanted to help people up.

Who would have thought, both of them tried their best to shake Yan lie's body.

"Yan team, don't relax. We're going to take you to the hospital now."

Yan lie took a deep breath, mobilized his body's spiritual power, pressed down the sharp pain in his heart, and waved his hands in disorder to let them release themselves.

Mu Yi Han didn't pay attention to it. Instead, he winked and let Shu Zhuo Rui join him in trying to pull people up.

With both efforts, Yan lie felt pain both inside and outside his body.

He can not control the two people, concentrate on the use of spiritual power around the heart of the pain pulled out.

People who have recovered their minds slightly feel the pain just now, as if someone had gouged out their own heart.

Forced to block the outside voice, he didn't notice that the outside voice was making a mess, calling for help, pleading, running errands A variety of sounds mixed, the original orderly scene, turned into a vegetable market.

It's all messed up.

I don't know how long after, Yan lie's spiritual power was restless, and suddenly leaked out without control.

The people around him felt as if there was a strong vibration in the air, but they did not return to their senses. The brush was shocked and "bang" was bounced away.

After the pain of Yan lie's heart subsided, what he saw when he opened his eyes was a group of colleagues who fell in front of him in disorder.

"What's the matter with you?"

He got up and looked at the scene in front of him in doubt and dissatisfaction.

Shu Zhuo Rui is the nearest to him, but he is the farthest one to be shot.

"Ouch -" as soon as he started, there was a stabbing pain in his tail vertebrae, which made his tears fall down. "Boss, did you practice any Qigong? These are your masterpieces

Yan lie was stunned and his eyebrows tightened: "my masterpiece?"

He turned his eyes and swept around to the people slowly standing up, full of doubts in his eyes.

Shu Zhuo Rui supported the wall and finally stood up: "yes, it's your masterpiece. You just fell down and you look very miserable. Mu Yihan and I originally wanted to send you to the hospital, but your body, like being nailed to the ground, could not be moved at all. We asked someone to help us. After moving for a long time, we suddenly felt a strong force, like some kind of internal skill suddenly exerting force, which shook us all apart. In the end, it's what you see now. "

He said, looking at Yan lie wrongly.

Yan lie was stiff.

He only remembered that he suddenly felt a palpitation, pain like gouging out his heart, and then he didn't know anything.

"What happened just now?"

When he was distracted, Shu Zhuo Rui had already got up and walked to his side.

It's just that I may be afraid of the situation just now and dare not get too close to him.

Yan lie collected his eyes and thought about it quietly. There was no clue in his head. However, quietly, he felt uneasy like the tide, which annihilated his whole heart.

"No more. Has the scene been damaged just now? "

Shu Zhuo Rui has a rough look and shakes his head: "the useful things have been put away. Have you found anything new? "

Yan lie shook his head: "as you saw before, there is nothing left here that can prove the identity. According to the previous speculation, Jinxi painted, but there is no painting left in this room, not even a brush. "Shu Zhuo Rui some blankly rubbed his face, sighed: "now the prisoners, psychological quality can be very good."

It is not true that the site cleaning work is not only time-consuming, but also requires special care, so that it will not be left behind.

Yan lie's eyes flashed: "but don't forget, as long as there is touch, there will be a shift. The cleaner he does, the more he leaves behind. "

"I also know that my eyes are now..."

I can't see the color. I'll go back to the Bureau. He can't even do mass spectrometry.

"It's also a good choice to trust the people at hand occasionally." Yan lie came to him and patted him on the shoulder.

Shu Zhuo Rui some weak hook up the corner of the mouth, shoulder slightly shrugged.

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