On the other side of the earth, the universe has been shrouded in night.
Zhang Qilu's car stopped in front of an old apartment, which is Han Jingya's home. The apartment is four stories high, with four units on each floor. Except for the last unit on each floor, the door faces west. All units have the same layout with doors facing north and windows facing south.
Zhang Qilu looked at the last room on the fourth floor. He didn't get out of the car. Since he couldn't get rid of the manic emotions alone, he simply sealed all the emotions. He now feels like a stone. According to Taoism, being sentimental is positive and being ruthless is negative, so the state of ruthlessness is zero. Taoism never advocates ruthlessness. Taoists should not be obsessed with emotion. This emotion includes emotions and emotions, but Taoism says that Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives rise to all things. If it returns to zero, there will be nothing. This is Zhang Qilu's helpless move, but if this state is maintained for a long time, it will also affect his Taoist heart.
Zhang Qilu pushed open the car door and walked up the stairs. Li Xiaoxiao followed him, but Zhang Qilu waved his hand to stop Li Xiaoxiao from following.
Zhang Qilu came to the last unit on the top floor and pushed the door. It was not locked. Zhang Qilu walked into the house. This is a one-bedroom unit with no one in the living room and almost no furniture.
Zhang Qilu pushed open the bedroom door and saw two corpses. Although there was no emotion, Zhang Qilu still squinted his eyes. These should be the corpses of Han Jingya and her mother.
He carefully observed the two corpses. Although he was blocking his emotions and emotions now, the scene in front of him was still very uncomfortable. What he saw was blood, and what Zhang Qilu felt was deathly silence.
The mother and daughter died in different ways. When the mother died, her face was peaceful and there were no wounds on her body. She didn't look like she was dead but rather asleep. She should have died of suffocation or natural death.
Han Jingya was much more miserable. Except for her face, the sweet-looking little girl had almost no inch of intact skin on her body. There were all stab wounds, stab wounds, and slash wounds. Suppressing feelings and emotions doesn't mean that you don't have ideas. The girl you talked to in the morning is gone. Regardless of whether she had done anything to hurt herself, but now that the person was dead, nothing mattered anymore. He looked away.
Zhang Qilu felt calm at this moment. He used his Qi Observation Technique to scan the whole room, trying to get some clues. But there is nothing here, not even the breath of human beings. Suddenly Zhang Qilu seemed to see something. He came to Jingya's mother's side. A knife handle was exposed under the woman's body. He did not move the body because he knew it was an ordinary kitchen knife, which is found in every kitchen. All have sharp cutting knives.
At this moment, a picture appeared in Zhang Qilu's mind. The old man was seriously ill and confused. She was not afraid of death. For her, death was a kind of relief. But she is reluctant to give up and cares about her daughter. Looking back, it was amazing that the seriously ill woman could even stand up, but her mind became increasingly confused. The long-term obsession with worrying about her daughter made her make a crazy decision at the last moment of her life, that is, taking her daughter with her. The confused mother stabbed Han Jingya to death. Then he put the knife under his body and died.
Zhang Qilu did not leave here through the door. It was impossible for a master like him to leave any traces. He jumped down from the balcony, and his figure was like a bird creature, disappearing into the darkness. A few minutes later, he appeared Next to a public phone.
Zhang Qilu didn't move. He was thinking calmly. If Zhang Qilu was normal, he would call the police without hesitation, but at this moment he didn't want to make the call. Because the picture presented in that room is so complete and almost perfect without any flaws, it's a bit like setting it up for yourself. Zhang Qilu now felt that the microphone cord of the public phone booth was like a noose, waiting for his neck to enter it.
This is a trap, Zhang Qilu came to a conclusion.
The next moment he returned to his car, and before he could speak, Li Xiaoxiao said to Lin Xiao in the driver's seat, "Let's go."
The car didn't go home, they were on their way to Ewha University.
"Brother Qi, how are you?"
"It's not good. That girl is dead, and her mother is also dead. She is the only friend Nian'er and I have in the Universe Country. Her family background is very poor, a single-parent family, and her mother is seriously ill. She should have been at the age of study. I chose to rely on myself and have been practicing dance desperately."
"Is there any conclusion?"
"There is no conclusion. Nian'er and I offered to help her many times, but she refused. She was very stubborn. Her death was like a perfectly laid trap, so maybe she didn't know about the cup of black tea in the morning. There may be someone else tampering with the tea."
"Brother Qi, how are you feeling now?"
"It's very bad. My emotions are blocked and my perception is also reduced a lot."
"What on earth did they use."
"I don't know. This is a method that I have never been exposed to before. It's not a curse, it's not a poison, and it's not something from the West. Taoism and Buddhism don't have such a sophisticated method."
At this moment, Zhang Qilu's phone rang. This year, mobile phones have developed very fast. They have really changed from mobile phones to mobile phones. Folding your phone and putting it in your trouser pocket is no longer as cumbersome and cumbersome as it used to be.
Li Xiaoxiao saw that Zhang Qilu didn't speak when he answered the phone, but the corners of his eyes began to twitch.
Zhang Qilu hung up the phone and Li Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to ask
"Brother Qi, who is it? What's wrong?"
Zhang Qilu did not rush to answer Li Xiaoxiao. He closed his eyes and thought.
"Someone asked me to go up the mountain."
"Do you need me to accompany you?"
"You don't need to send me there, and then go back to the apartment. I had a few flashes of inspiration today, but I couldn't grasp the idea. I finally thought of it when I answered the phone just now. You go back and check the student apartment for fourteen years. List of previous residents.”
"Brother Qi, haven't you checked these?"
"I checked it, but I think something should have been overlooked. You can compare it with the information on the suspects that I have compiled these days. The clues should be relatively hidden. ... I will go meet that person."
...
The situation on the train exceeded Fang Minzhi and others' imagination. After entering the fifth carriage, the fighting began.
In this carriage, there were dozens of people fighting, either alone or in groups. These people have different methods. Some are armed with bare hands, some with knives, and some with silenced pistols. These people have one thing in common, that is, they are vicious.
There were already a bunch of people lying on the ground, and those who were still standing were trying their best. Fang Minzhi and others saw the situation in the carriage and immediately ignored what was going on here.
"It seems that the whole world now knows that our young master is very rich." Huang Laoqian said
"Not very rich, but very rich. In certain circles now, our young master is already a god-level figure who can independently compete with the United Nations." Fang Minzhi added
"Yes, I think there should be as many people who want to kill him as there are people who want to get to know him."
The group of people who entered the carriage immediately attracted everyone's attention. The people who were still fighting were already evenly matched. Maybe they no longer wanted to continue to struggle with their current opponents. The sudden intrusion of a group of people gave them a reason to share the same hatred.
Captain Fang snapped his fingers, and the six-man team immediately switched into battle formation.
Xiaotang stood at the front with a knife. He was flanked by Axiang and Qizai. The center of the team was the square team, Pu Yuanqi was at the end, and Huang Laoqian was supporting from the outside.
The killing started like this. If Pu Yuanqi had encountered such a scene a year ago, he would have been so frightened that his legs would become weak. But after a year of experience, he has already transformed. Even if ten ordinary people are not his opponent, but the people here are obviously not ordinary people and there is still a certain danger, so this precious technical talent like him is still protected by everyone.
Xiaotang's knife was so sharp that almost no one could see the blade of his knife before they fell down one by one. Almost none of the people who fell were intact. Xiaotang was like a sushi chef, cutting into the opponents with red eyes.
Ah Xiang and Qi Zai both held a knife in one hand and a pistol in the other. To fix the leak, they were more like sweeping the battlefield. After a short time, when they reached the other end of the carriage, there was almost no living person on the ground.
In the battle just now, the team's potential was only utilized by 30% at most. Fang Minzhi only made one shot, and his copper ruler was not stained with blood yet.
"Xiaotang, do you need to rest?" Fang Minzhi asked
"No, this is just the beginning, I haven't warmed up yet."
After Xiaotang finished speaking, she opened the carriage door and walked out of the carriage.
In the sixth carriage, there was no fighting. There were about twenty people here, divided into two groups and facing each other.
The aisle of the carriage became a clear dividing line. The two sides were hostile to each other and cursed each other. It extended to the carriage door at the other end. There were people on both sides guarding the carriage door to prevent the other party from passing.
The red-eyed Xiaotang was about to step forward to kill, but was pulled back by Fang Minzhi from behind.
Pu Yuanqi was observing the people in the carriage. The person on one side had obvious German characteristics, with blond hair, resoluteness, and clear facial contours. Most of the people on the other side have long hair, with darker hair color, mostly black hair. They have obvious characteristics of the Mediterranean race, and their skin color is pale to dark. They should be a group of Romans.
Fang Minzhi soon came up with a countermeasure. The Venetians in Rome were the most cunning and cunning people in Europe. They were the best at doing business in Europe. As for the Germans, the young master just killed the head of the largest family there last year, so it shouldn't be difficult to guess the positions of the two groups.
Here and there, the Germans and Romans were also sizing up the masked people. Although everyone was hostile, the people here were not as impulsive as the people in the previous carriage. They were obviously trying to figure out whether the people coming were enemies. It is my friend that no one is willing to act rashly.
Fang Minzhi asked Huang Laoqian to negotiate with the Romans. Unexpectedly, he didn't say a few words before he started taking action.
The Italians quickly surrounded Huang Laoqian.
Xiaotang single-handedly fought his way into their midst before they could encircle them.
For a moment, the entire carriage was filled with flashes of swords and blood.
Some people died, but not completely...
