Two gunshots rang out in the house. In fact, from an auditory perspective, they sounded more like one gunshot.
Because Ouyang Hai and Ye Fan fired their shots almost at the same time with a slight difference.
The guns they used were also exclusively used by Shencheng police officers. Even the most professional people could not tell the difference between the gunshots of the two pistols.
But after all, they were actually two different gunshots.
After the two gunshots, no one fell down in the house.
When Ouyang Hai and Ye Fan fired, the distance between them would not exceed three meters.
At such a distance, to be honest, it's harder to miss than to hit.
Even an ordinary person who has never held a gun will rarely miss the target, let alone detectives like Ouyang Hai and Ye Fan.
But the problem now is that they didn't hit each other.
What happened at that moment was this:
Ye Fan pulled the trigger, and a plume of green smoke appeared from the muzzle. The bullet flew out from the muzzle with an initial speed of 450 meters per second. Then, although the speed attenuated slightly, the average speed still reached 300 meters per second, and it carried Flying towards his target with 400 joules of kinetic energy.
Its target is the position of Ouyang Hai's chest and heart.
The distance between it and the target when it sets off is approximately three meters, which means that it should reach the target in just 0.001 seconds.
Just about three centimeters away from the target, two fingers clamped it.
As a result, the bullet lost all speed and kinetic energy, and stayed quietly between Ouyang Hai's fingers.
A round bullet with slightly concave sides.
Ouyang Hai only pulled the trigger when the bullet flew three centimeters in front of his chest.
In other words, the time he pulled the trigger was 0.001 seconds slower than Ye Fan.
Of course, for ordinary people, this 0.001 second difference has no meaning at all. In the end, everyone will die together.
But for practitioners who have reached a certain level, this 0.001 second may be the distance between life and death.
So the moment he caught the bullet, Ouyang Hai frowned in surprise.
But what surprised him even more was the bullet fired from his pistol. He didn't even know where it went.
Ouyang Hai could clearly see that his bullet disappeared when it flew a distance of 1.5 meters.
"I originally thought it was a psychic bullet, so I was so frightened that I quickly removed it."
Then, Ouyang Hai heard this sentence.
It was Ye Fan who spoke.
There was actually an extremely unexpected emotion in Ye Fan's eyes. As he spoke, he slowly opened his palms.
In his palm lay a bullet slug.
"I'm afraid that you will burn down my rental house. Houses in Shencheng are not cheap. If it burns down, my hard work these past few years will have been in vain."
He smiled at Ouyang Hai and explained again.
Ouyang Hai stared at the bullet in the palm of Ye Fan's hand for half a minute.
Before pulling the trigger, he never thought about the possibility that Ye Fan was actually a practitioner.
So it took him half a minute to finally digest the extreme surprise and shock in his heart.
This Ye Fan is actually a practitioner!
My shot didn't hit the opponent, but it seemed to have revealed a big secret!
"I don't have any psychic bullets."
Then Ouyang Hai said this calmly and put the pistol back into the holster on his waist.
"Oh, then you are the red blade."
Ye Fan laughed.
Ouyang Hai was stunned for a moment, feeling extremely regretful in his heart.
He knew clearly that this man had extremely powerful reasoning ability, so why was he still speaking so freely?
When talking to this guy, you really have to think carefully about every word you say, otherwise your true identity will be revealed in those words.
"When did you know that I was coming to kill you?"
Then Ouyang Hai asked again.
"The moment you turn the safety on your pistol."
Ye Fan smiled bitterly.
"So you didn't know I was a practitioner at first?"
"Yeah, I didn't know until I saw you catch the bullet."
"At first I really thought you came to me to consult on the case. Although your suit was covered with dew and it was definitely not like you just came out of the house as you said, I have also heard about some of the things in your life. The comment does not connect you to what happened in the Royal Oak Club tonight."
"If I had known that things were going to end up like this today, I would have acted stupid all the time in the Golden Oak Clubhouse."
There was a strong sense of regret in Mark's tone.
So Ouyang Hai also smiled bitterly.
Just now, the two men each fired a shot at each other, but neither of them hit the other side, but they exposed their biggest secret to the other side.
Who would have thought!
It can only be said that he and Ye Fan, or Shu Guan should be added, the three of them have too mysterious methods to hide their cultivation identities.
"Now, how about a real fight?"
Then Ouyang Hai raised his eyebrows towards Ye Fan and said.
"is this necessary?"
Ye Fan asked him cautiously. At this time, Ye Fan had returned to the ordinary and mediocre middle-aged man appearance.
"Yes, I never want my identity to be known, and I don't want anyone to know what happened tonight."
Ouyang Hai said simply, and then he added another sentence.
"My other friend thinks so too."
"Then I will never tell anyone about you."
Ye Fan also said immediately and simply:
"I can just deal with the Seven Immortals Alliance casually. They are easy to deal with anyway. I'm not saying they are stupid, it's just that after they are used to using strength to solve problems, they rarely use their brains."
Ouyang Haishen agreed with Ye Fan's last words.
But he still stared at Mark with some suspicion.
"I think my current life is pretty good and there's no need to change. And I'm also a little afraid of your friend who uses a bow and arrow."
Ye Fan explained again sincerely.
Ouyang Hai squinted his eyes, remembering those 0.001 seconds.
He doesn't know what level of practitioner Ye Fan is now. When he took the bullet just now, there was a flash of spiritual power on Ye Fan, but that was not enough for Ouyang Hai to see through Ye Fan's true identity.
After all, it's just catching a bullet. Practitioners in the qi-entraining stage can already do it without using their true strength.
But that 0.001 second still lingers in Ouyang Hai's heart.
"Then let's keep it a secret from each other."
After thinking for a few seconds, Ouyang Hai nodded and said this.
"This is the best thing for both of us."
Ye Fan seemed to be greatly relieved, and then he asked again with a smile:
"Inspector Jian, would you like to drink a glass of water before leaving?"
This is a clear eviction order.
"No."
Ouyang Hai said lightly, turned around and walked out of Ye Fan's rental house.
Neither of them ever asked the other why they wanted to hide themselves so thoroughly and live in the mortal world like a real mortal.
But both of them knew very well that there must be a very, very important reason!
…
Shu Guan was ready to run away.
He has already run once this evening.
Originally he was just here to do a small favor for Ouyang Hai, but he never imagined that things would evolve to this extent in the end.
Regarding the killing of the two Western Continent practitioners, Shu Guan was not surprised, because Shu Guan had already seen the development of the matter through a palm sutra. Before going to the Golden Oak Club, he also had this intention.
But Shu Guan really didn't expect that doing a small favor for Ouyang Hai would eventually turn into a situation where his identity might be exposed. He didn't see any clues about this in Yi Zhang Jing.
But so far, Shu Guan has not had time to think about why the Yi Zhang Sutra, which has never had any problems, cannot reveal the secret of this matter.
Otherwise, he would reconsider whether to help Ouyang Hai.
Lying down in the room in the small building and pretending to sleep, after the second-generation disciple of the Seven Immortals Alliance who came to check on him left, Shu Guan thought he could survive the crisis tonight.
Unexpectedly, the unknown man's voice, but full of a sense of vicissitudes of life, continued to reach his ears, and then he unraveled the matter, and continued to approach the truth step by step.
When the owner who heard the voice proposed to use the Taoist technique of reading memories on everyone who was still in the Golden Oak Club at this time, Shu Guan knew that he could not stay here any longer.
...It was all that guy's idea, otherwise I would have left here by now...
Shu Guan muttered a curse to Ouyang Hai in his heart.
As expected, as the saying goes, as long as you get involved with that guy, everything will eventually turn into a bad thing.
While muttering, Shu Guan picked up Feng Susu, who was still sleeping next to him.
At this time, he was not in the mood to feel the various wonderful touches brought by the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms.
He put an invisibility charm on both himself and Feng Susu, then used the mountain-traveling technique to step out of the small building in one step, and then ran away wildly.
Shu Guan first sent Feng Susu back to her home. As for the address of Feng Susu's home, she could easily know it using the dream-entering technique.
He put Feng Susu on the big bed in her luxurious and elegant boudoir, and put a forgetfulness charm on her. As for whether Feng Susu would feel strange about why she was in bed at home after she woke up, Shu Guan couldn't control it. too much.
He is already ready to run away. I am afraid that he will give up his identity as Mr. Shu Xingyun Shu of Zouma Guan. From now on, Feng Susu will not be able to see him again. Let her think whatever she wants.
After sending Feng Susu home, Shu Guan returned to his horse racing studio, said hello to Han Biao, and then started to pack his things.
While packing his things, Shu Guan regretted that he had to give up his identity as Shu Xingyun, which he had been running for so long and had begun to bear fruit. At the same time, he thought about what kind of identity he should change to continue living in Shanghai. Go down.
Shen Cheng, he will never leave.
But when he and Han Biao hurriedly opened the door of the horse racing hall with large boxes and small bags, they found Ouyang Hai smoking leisurely on the steps of the horse racing hall.
Seeing Shu Guan come out, Ouyang Hai raised his head and smiled brightly at Shu Guan.
"What are you doing? Running away? No need, I've already solved the problem."
Shu Guan frowned and looked at him.
Ouyang Hai took out his Meili brand cigarettes in a flattering manner and asked Shu Guan:
"Would you like to smoke one of mine."
"Please explain things clearly first."
Shu Guan still said with a cold face.
"I've made it very clear!"
Ouyang Hai suddenly said with an aggrieved look:
"I have solved the problem. Your identity will not be exposed, and your former sect will no longer know that you did what happened last night."
"How did you solve it?"
"Don't worry about it. In short, I have my own way. As you know, I am a very methodical person."
Ouyang Hai said with a smile.
"I really don't see it. If you are so capable, why did you come to me for help yesterday!"
Shu Guan mocked mercilessly, and then continued to insist:
"I have to know how you solve problems."
Ouyang Hai sighed helplessly and said:
"Our problem is that we have a person whose reasoning ability is far beyond normal. As long as that person is not a problem, then we have no problem."
"And I just went to find that person, and now he will no longer be our problem."
"Did you kill him?"
Shu Guan frowned again.
"I would like to, but I'm not that capable. Maybe you can."
Ouyang Hai stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and then said one last sentence to Shu Guan seriously:
"Don't worry, it's really okay."
After saying this, he turned around and walked out of the alley.
Shu Guan, on the other hand, still stood there, lowering his head and thinking about what Ouyang Hai just said.
...What do you mean he is incapable of doing it... Could it be...
Shu Guan seems to have some enlightenment in his heart.
After standing there for a few minutes, Shu Guan carried the box and walked back to the horse racing hall.
"We're not leaving."
He said this to Han Biao.
...Ouyang Hai, although he always brings trouble to himself, is still a trustworthy person no matter what.
And since he decided not to leave, Shu Guan was ready to do what he had planned to do last night.
That is to say, go to Runling Hall and ask the female alchemist if she has found out what kind of elixir poisoned Zhang Hushan.
…
At about six o'clock in the morning, Shu Guan came to Baoshan Street again.
At this time, there were figures of Liao Liao on Baoshan Street.
Shu Guan glanced left and right, took out the mask from last time and put it on his face, then knocked on the door of Runling Hall.
After waiting for about five or six seconds, the door was opened a crack, and Wang Maorong's head stuck out.
"it's me."
Shuguan still said in the same voice as last time.
Wang Maorong's eyes fell on his mask, and he said "ah", seeming to finally react.
"Oh it's you."
Wang Maorong opened the door and welcomed Shu Guan in with great enthusiasm.
This is the God of Wealth!
"Guest, please wait a moment. My daughter is still sleeping. I will call her down right now."
Wang Maorong ran up to the second floor.
Shu Guan waited downstairs for about ten minutes. When he got bored, he started to look at the labels on the bottles and cans in the cupboard one by one. After he finished turning half of the windows on the wall, he finally remembered his footsteps again on the stairs. Voice.
Wang Maorong came down first, then a pair of pink embroidered slippers appeared on the stairs, and then the same silk pajamas embroidered with a bear pattern appeared.
Shu Guan couldn't help but stay on the pair of bear eyes on the chest of her pajamas for a few seconds.
Sometimes, some things really happen uncontrollably.
Then Shu Guan looked away voluntarily.
The sweet girl with an apple face walked down the stairs and walked in front of Shu Guan.
The girl walked over as if she was sleepwalking. Her starry eyes were half-opened and half-closed. You could clearly see a few eye drops in the corners of her eyes, but it didn't make people feel disgusted, but rather cute.
Why does she always look so sleepy every time I see her?
An inexplicable thought flashed through Shu Guan's mind.
"Why do you always come when others are sleeping?"
Then, as if to answer what he was thinking, Shu Guan heard the complaints from the young alchemist.
It was obvious that the young alchemist was really a little angry. Her cheeks were bulging with anger, and the little bear eyes on her chest were blinking constantly.
Shu Guan was silent for a moment. Thinking about it, it seemed that it was indeed his fault. He came either in the middle of the night or early in the morning, so he would naturally disturb other people's dreams.
Just because you have to use a mask to cover your appearance, it is not convenient to come in broad daylight.
But in the end, Shu Guan still said sorry to the girl and wondered if he should ask Yang Ruijun to apply makeup on himself if he came here again next time.
At this time, the young alchemist whose name should be Wang Runling took out a small bottle from her pajamas pocket.
It was a transparent glass bottle like a test tube, about ten centimeters long and as thick as an adult's middle finger. It contained a small half tube of lavender liquid, and it was plugged with a rubber stopper. But on the rubber stopper, Shu Guan felt A faint aura.
It seems that this is to avoid accidentally pouring out the liquid inside, so I specially used spiritual power to strengthen the cork.
Then Shu Guan only heard Wang Runling say:
"This is the elixir that poisoned that person last time."
Shu Guan was suddenly startled, not because the test tube in Wang Runling's hand was clearly half a tube of liquid but she called it a pill, but because he didn't understand why Wang Runling poisoned Zhang Hushan with the poison.
And Wang Runling immediately helped him solve this doubt.
"I used the elixir retreating technique to re-extract it from that corpse."
"By the way, do you want to take that body back? But there are only a few pieces of meat left."
Wang Runling pointed to the second floor sleepily and asked.
Her expression at this time was extremely casual. It was hard to imagine that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl could have such a relaxed and natural expression when talking about corpses and minced meat.
Shu Guan couldn't help but glance towards the second floor again, wondering if this girl had always kept such an ugly and terrifying corpse upstairs.
"No, Miss Wang, you can do whatever you want with me!"
Then Shu Guan shook his head decisively and said, then he thought about it before asking:
"Miss Wang, if I want to find the person who refined this elixir, I wonder if Miss Wang can give you some advice."
"I'm not a hexagram practitioner, so I don't know who refined this elixir. Moreover, this elixir has already entered the human body. I'm afraid it's difficult to use the hexagram technique to deduce the original refiner."
"However, I can tell you a clue, that is, this elixir is not made by our Dahua alchemy technique, but by the alchemy technique of the Western Continent!"
"Alchemy?"
Shu Guan's body suddenly shook.
"Yes, that is a branch of magic in the Western Continent. In fact, it is equivalent to the Alchemy Cauldron on our Dahua Road."
As Wang Runling spoke, he handed over the test tube-like medicine bottle in his hand.
"Be careful. Although you made this thing with my elixir retreating technique, its efficacy has been greatly weakened than before, but it is still no problem to poison a few ordinary people."
"Okay, if you don't have anything else to ask, I'm going back to catch up on my sleep."
Shu Guan quickly took the medicine bottle from Wang Runling.
Although Wang Runling could not know who refined this elixir, it was at least a clue. Shu Guan was prepared to find other ways to check. For example, he could go to the secret cultivator and ask if anyone could recognize this elixir. Plant elixirs.
Then just when Shu Guan was about to thank the young alchemist, he and Wang Maorong suddenly looked behind them at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, the door of this Runling Hall was kicked open from the outside with a bang.
A man in black rushed in from outside holding an old man covered in blood.
"Lao Wang, please save my friend!"
The man in black shouted anxiously.
Shu Guan's eyes fell on the little old man he was holding, and his eyebrows suddenly raised slightly.
...it seems familiar...
