He turned back to look at Boss Su and smiled: "What a pity."
"What's a pity?"
"It's a pity that you dug it out a long time ago." As Chen Qing finished speaking, a cold atmosphere filled the room. Boss Su looked up and looked at the air conditioner, but it was clear that the air conditioner had not started.
I'm cheating here, temperature is very important.
Chen Qing turned back to look at him and added: "If you had delayed a little longer, your gangsters and the people who had gone to the ground, including you, and the people who handled it, would all be dead."
Chen Qing smiled, but no matter how pale Boss Su's face was, he turned around and walked to the album.
"Touch it with your hands." Bu Zhaozhao said.
"Is it the same as non-relics?"
As soon as these words came out, except for Ma Zai, the other two people turned pale.
"It's much worse." Ke Bu Zhaozhao seemed indifferent and didn't care: "It's just a failure. If you are lucky, you might be able to say a few words to the remaining consciousness of the deceased.
Chen Qing nodded and put his palm on the album. Boss Su did not dare to speak, although he looked at the album with distress.
Kalans didn't dare to speak because he knew that there were specialties in the art.
Ma Zai didn't dare to speak because his boss was silent.
In Chen Qing's eyes, the world suddenly became dark.
"Come out and meet?"
From the shadow, an angry voice came out: "Warlock? I didn't expect that after a thousand years, there would still be warlocks."
"Humanity will not become extinct, and any power will be picked up and reused." Chen Qing did not ask what a warlock was, it was obvious.
"He ruined my path to resurrection!"
"It's impossible for you to be resurrected." Chen Qing smiled: "With your little skills, you can create an F-level non-relic, which is incredible. Do you still want to be resurrected?"
"I am alive now! I can eat! I can drink! I can go to anyone's world! Why am I not alive!"
He was silent and shook his head: "Sisters, I don't know how long your body has been rotten. That means the resentment is strong enough to turn you into a non-relic. But it makes sense, after the non-relic becomes a non-relic, you will disappear instead. In the end, others will benefit, so give up. It’s meaningless.”
The voice in the shadow was silent for a while, and finally refused: "It's better to die than to live. If he breaks my game, he will have to pay the price."
Chen Qing sighed, nodded and asked again: "Let him give you two kowtows? Then I will send them back to you in exchange for some good tributes."
The voice hesitated and seemed to agree.
"I will tell him...wait until the dream."
The moment the voice fell, the world in front of Chen Qing returned to light. He looked at the two people behind him with expectant eyes, smiled and nodded.
"She will explain it clearly to you in her dream."
Boss Su became nervous again: "What do you mean...how can it be in a dream!"
"You demolished other people's homes and broke their situation, which means people will look away. Otherwise?" Chen Qing smiled and changed the subject: "You demolished so many paintings and sold a few to give them as tributes." Come on, stop being shabby."
Boss Su's face turned red when he heard this, and after hesitating for a moment, he asked Chen Qing: "Can't... not give it back?
I have been...inhumane for many years. "
Chen Qing curled his lips and understood everything immediately. He waved his hand and looked very helpless: "You tell others yourself, don't ask me. Anyway, I have given you a solution. If you miss, just go and make terms with others."
Listening to Chen Qing's words, he finally relaxed the tightness in his chest.
"Oh, one more thing." When he was about to leave, Chen Qing frowned: "Don't forget what I told you before. Go ahead and don't let the people under you check unknown text messages.
Many people will die. "
The two of them walked all the way downstairs, and the police officers downstairs had cordoned off the scene.
Overnight, two people committed suicide and one died accidentally. This is a big case everywhere.
They looked at Boss Su and Chen Qing who came out, and their faces wrinkled slightly.
They came towards each other, and their eyes finally fell on Chen Qing.
"You are...Chen Qing, right?" The police officers involved in cordon protection seemed to recognize him.
"Yes, it's me."
"I just said I didn't admit my mistake." They looked at Chen Qing and breathed a sigh of relief: "Captain Jiang is not here, why are you here."
Chen Qing touched his chin, hesitated for a while, then turned back to look at the restaurant: "I... I was just planning to come here for dinner, but now I haven't finished the meal yet. Why didn't the boss bring it out to me?"
The police officers nodded clearly and stretched out their hands to lift the cordon for Chen Qing: "Then you go to eat quickly. It's been a busy day. We heard what Captain Jiang said." They looked at Chen Qing with a smile on his face and tightened his grip. Then Karans followed him out, and Boss Su also...
Just as Boss Su was about to go over, the cordon was put down.
"Su Bowen! Eyewitnesses said that the deceased had been in close contact with you recently! You'd better think clearly about what you want to say! Otherwise you won't be able to speak later!"
With a stern look on his face, he finally accepted the torture within the cordon.
And what about Chen Qing? After Chen Qing left that place, he began to walk all the way to the outside of the pedestrian street.
He just said he wanted to eat, so of course he had to actually eat something.
"Don't you tell the police clearly?" Bu Zhaozhao appeared next to him.
"Do you know who passed it on?" He said with a solemn expression: "And you don't know how far the descendant can do it now.
It makes no sense to just know that he can control the victims to spread themselves. He wants to spread himself, so it is obviously more meaningful to keep these people. "
Bu Zhaozhao was silent for a moment: "Maybe his power needs a blood sacrifice to recover?
There are so many more things he can do. "
Chen Qing could not deny it, but his face was still solemn.
Beside him, Karans looked a little nervous: "Who are you... talking to?"
He listened, raised his hand and pointed at the space diagonally above his shoulder: "Hey, last name is Piao. Can you say hello to the beautiful Miss Piao?"
Karans' fingers trembled as he listened. He looked at the direction pointed by Chen Qing and nodded slowly: "Hi?"
…
In a small shop on the street, Chen Qing and Karans sat at the very back, as if that location had some unique charm.
In the innermost seat, Chen Qing tapped on the screen of his mobile phone, and the notepad on the screen wrote down dense contents.
"Karans, to be honest, why can't the club give us the client's information in advance?"
"It's normal that you can't give it." Karans smiled and said calmly: "For most entrusted tasks, the entrusting party is the weak one.
The club needs to deal with it, and it is not easy to choose a node that both parties are satisfied with.
Notifying the client of the information in advance may cause unnecessary trouble.
For example, the entrusting party is held hostage and the entrustment is forcibly ended. "
"It doesn't matter after the mission is completed?"
He shrugged his shoulders and seemed a little disapproving: "If the client minds, just don't meet at the beginning."
Chen Qing said clearly: "Well, since I have met the client, it is normal for me to become 'friends' with the client because of the task."
Karans understood and nodded in agreement: "Yes, as long as it does not affect the commission, the club has no reason to interfere with your behavior."
"In that case..." Chen Qing pondered for a while and opened a bright red webpage on his mobile phone. There were only two entrances to the webpage, one was the chat room and the other was the redemption area.
He pushed out the phone in his hand and placed the screen on the table: "I need to let Boss Su join this chat group. What can you do?"
Karans frowned, seeming a little surprised, but he did not answer Chen Qing's question directly, and instead tried to persuade: "But if you want to set up such a chat room, there is already one in the club.
Not many people will join, and it will be difficult for you to make money as a middleman like a club. "
"I don't care about the interest." Chen Qing shook his head and continued to explain: "I need to integrate my own network of relationships, and I also need a relationship chain that I can use.
I can just look at Boss Su. As a counterfeit antique dealer, I have enough handles to restrain him, and he will also know many unknown passwords. "
Chen Qing smiled and repeated what he said: "I think he can."
Karans nodded in understanding, read the website on his mobile phone four or five times, and after dictating it many times, he said to Chen Qing: "Don't worry, you will be able to see him on the website around this time tomorrow." ”
After Karans finished speaking, he left here.
In the darkness, only Chen Qing was left.
"Don't you ask him where he can be promoted to a non-relic?"
Beside him, Bu Zhaozhao was a little curious.
"No." Chen Qing was silent for a while: "After all, he is still a member of the club. For now, it is difficult for me to tell him everything."
"Then you can just tell the worldly people?"
"I buy iron pipes in the west market and gunpowder in the east market. If people from the east market and the west market don't get together in this life, they will just think that my house wants to be renovated."
Chen Qing smiled and left here.
He had already told Jiang Wan about the photos in the police station, but after a whole night of investigation, no one in the police station found any trace of transmission.
At the same time, they also searched for the service provider and checked the three people mentioned by Chen Qing, but they could not find the sender.
Overnight, the city seemed to be in a storm...
The next day, when Chen Qing got up and walked to school as usual, he found that the students on the road had become sneaky.
He knocked on the Bu Zhaozhao pendant on his chest, and her figure appeared next to the students.
"Hey... have you heard that many people died in our city's police station!"
"I heard that, and I also heard that the police station is haunted now!"
"Haunted?" The boy smiled disdainfully: "Hey! I don't believe this! Are you going to take some photos after school?"
"Okay! Damn it! I haven't seen a ghost yet! I think I have more resentment than it does!"
