The deduction lasted for a quarter of an hour.
Zhao Fan coughed suddenly and raised his hand to wipe his mouth. There was blood. This was a backlash!
He flicked his hands on the table, and then the seventeenth birthday number turned into golden light and flowed into his fingertips, and he stopped the deduction. But before, I had only vaguely calculated that the seventeenth year was in the tribulation. When I wanted to deduce it further, it was like being isolated and shrouded in clouds and mist. Then I tried to forcefully uncover it, but I encountered that kind of backlash.
"Based on the backlash technique of isolation deduction, either the Taoist practice is deeper than mine, or specializes in this technique." Zhao Fan's eyes froze. From this, it can be seen that Shiqi did not leave without saying goodbye, but was captured by someone in the Taoist unknown. , it was too late to ask him for help!
He thought for a few seconds, then stood up and leaned in front of the railing, saying, "Xiao Xuan, go and call Su Xi here."
"As commanded."
Xiao Xuan noticed that Jiangzhou Martial Lord had a bad look on his face, and knowing that something big might be going on, he quickly ran around the railing to the Su family's exclusive lounge No. 5. He plucked up the courage, raised his hand and knocked on the door panel vigorously, "Su Miss Xi, our brother Fan invites you."
The voice was loud, as if he was showing off his relationship with Zhao Fan.
Many young men and young ladies looked at the arrogant Fatty Xiao with envy. With the support of the Transformation Realm Martial Lord, they could do whatever they wanted, and they dared to "invite" the daughter of the Su family in such a simple and crude way.
Xiao Xuan held his head high and his chest high, looking very proud.
The next moment, the door was opened, and Su Xi said with cold eyes: "Damn fat man, if you do this again next time, I will suck out your fat and feed it to the dog."
Xiao Xuan's momentum suddenly waned, and he couldn't stop smiling bitterly. It seems that you have to be hard at it. However, you will become a martial arts master before dawn. At that time, you can really pretend to be fun. First, you must go to the past. Look down on your own family's "visits", imitate and pay tribute to Zhao Fan, the great bole!
Then, Su Xi asked doubtfully: "Isn't he too lazy to look at me? Is there something wrong now?"
"Brother Fan really had something to do at that time, and you went there at the wrong time." Xiao Xuan played the role of a bastard to the best of his ability. He first excused his master, and then said: "Now, if he has something big to come to you, don't think too much about it. It's not because of you." His beauty, because there are so many beauties around him, your place is no longer there.”
"If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will throw you down now?" Su Xi pointed to the hall below.
Xiao Xuan shrank his neck, lost his temper, and followed her back to table No. 14.
"Mr. Zhao, I don't know what you are doing?" Su Xi thought of the phrase "What's the back view? What makes you angry when you turn around, and mess with your youth," wasn't it referring to her? Therefore, the tone at this moment is not very enthusiastic, and even the awe is much less.
Zhao Fan, on the other hand, simply said: "Bring a computer and complete monitoring."
"..." Su Xi was going crazy. Even if you are a Transformation Realm Martial Lord, do you still cherish your words like gold?
She picked up her cell phone and made a call. Soon, an attendant brought what Zhao Fan wanted.
After Zhao Fan turned on the phone, there was no further action.
After about ten minutes, Su Xi finally couldn't help but asked: "Mr. Zhao? Are you going to..."
"Ahem... teach me how to adjust the monitoring." Zhao Fan coughed to hide his embarrassment. He really didn't understand these operations. When he came into contact with computers in the past, he was still in an Internet cafe and asked the network administrator to turn on the computer and play movies.
"Uh." Su Xi was stunned and didn't say anything earlier. He just waited for ten minutes in vain. It was a waste of life.
She walked forward and sat down next to her. With a mouse in one hand and a keyboard in the other, she clicked and clicked to switch to the surveillance video of the gathering place at the beginning.
There are a total of thirty-six split screens above.
"Come on faster."
"Um."
"More than that, it's not enough."
"Hey, I'm not your maid, don't use a commanding tone."
…
Zhao Fan: "Just here, resume normal playback, and maximize the third small screen to full screen."
"Did you hear what I said?" Su Xi had no choice but to look at this wood-shaped piece of wood with an incomprehensible charm.
"I'm sorry, um... what did you say?" Zhao Fan didn't lie to her, nor was he pretending on purpose. Because he was worried about Qi Qi's safety, he focused all his attention on surveillance.
"...Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." Su Xi kept telling himself to stay calm and not be on the same level as him. However, from this angle, she could clearly see most of the other person's face.
Immediately, Su Xi's heart moved, how could there be such beautiful eyes in the world?
Those eyes, as vast as the starry sky, seemed to have huge magic power, but they were also extremely clear, without a speck of dust. She was attracted to them unconsciously.
"oh."
Zhao Fan's eyes were fixed on the screen. Above was the west side of the lobby on the first floor. Xiao Diao was picking food next to the shelf. Seventeen was one meter behind her, sitting quietly on a chair and looking down at his phone.
Su Xi noticed the fairy-like Seventeen, and Zhao Fan's eyes always fell on that figure. She couldn't help but wonder, who is this? The beauty is as good as mine! But now the other party is not here, where has he gone...
Su Xi vaguely noticed something was wrong through Zhao Fan's reaction, so she put away her temper and watched the video quietly.
As time went by, in the video, shortly after Su Xi finished performing the song "Looking at the Moon in the Immortal Pavilion", a middle-aged man with red hair on his head appeared on the screen. He stood there and looked around, his face changed. He faced Seventeen, as if he was observing.
After another two minutes, the red-haired middle-aged man finally moved, walked towards Seventeen, and said something unknown.
Shiqi seemed to be frightened. The mobile phone she was holding in her palm suddenly fell to the ground, and she stood up as if facing an enemy.
The red-haired middle-aged man said again.
Seventeen raised her head and looked upward, her red lips parted. She seemed to be shouting, but the red-haired middle-aged man raised his hand to touch her head. Then, her body went limp and she lost consciousness. She was carried by the red-haired middle-aged statue. The drunk woman left the party venue.
"This red hair... is not simple."
Zhao Fan didn't see clearly, so he turned his head and said, "Please go back to the moment when he started his hand, zoom in, and then play it in slow motion."
"Okay." Su Xi operated the computer without complaining, and finally understood what had made the Jiangzhou Martial Lord unhappy. The little fairy who was suspected to be his woman was kidnapped by black hands, and it even happened in her Su family's territory. , if it were the bad-tempered Transformation Realm Martial Lord, he would have become so angry that he would have razed the Su family and the Su family to the ground!
Su Xi began to wonder if the Su family was too old today. Except for the three women who accompanied Jiangzhou Wu Zun, one was kidnapped and the other was desecrated in public. God is simply going to push the Su family to the edge of the cliff. ah……
Soon, the surveillance video was restored to the time when the red-haired middle-aged man started his attack, slowed down 36 times.
Other than that, the other party made no other movements. He pressed against Shi Qi's head, and then she became paralyzed and lost all consciousness.
"Go back to the moment when the head is pressed, and pause." Zhao Fan said again.
Su Xi complied.
Zhao Fan tightened his pupils and stared directly at the hand of the red-haired middle-aged man. The next moment, he pointed to the edge of the sleeve on the screen and asked, "Can I zoom in further?"
"Yes, but the clarity will be reduced." Su Xi adjusted the screen and zoomed in again.
"Um?"
Zhao Fan caught something unusual. There was a light yellow thing on the cuff of the red-haired middle-aged man, about the width of his wrist. Although it was deliberately blocked from the back of the camera, a trace of it was still exposed, and the entire arm was It looks very rigid, as if steel bars are fixed.
He guessed it, it was a Taoist magic weapon, the peach wood sword!
Zhao Fan asked Su Xi to restore the picture to normal, and captured several pictures of the red-haired middle-aged man's face in other split screens. He asked in a solemn voice: "Do you know who this red-haired man is?"
"Never seen it." Su Xi shook his head.
Zhao Fan called Xiao Xuan again, the same thing happened.
At this time, Su Xi said thoughtfully: "Mr. Zhao, let's do this. I'll copy it and take it to ask people from other families. Since the red-haired middle-aged man came to the party, there should be someone here who knows him."
"Thank you." Zhao Fan nodded.
These two simple words seemed to contain great weight when they fell into Su Xi's ears. Therefore, she smiled knowingly. If she found out the identity of the red-haired middle-aged man, Jiangzhou Wu Zun would remember this favor, and maybe the matter would be discussed...
After she left, Zhao Fan leaned on the chair and raised his hand to his eyebrows without saying a word or making any unnecessary movements. However, the calmer he is, the more angry he is!
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