Coincidence, really a coincidence?
Looking at Arthur Morgan who looked stunned in front of him and didn't react for a moment. The corners of Zhou Li's mouth curled up slightly. He looked at the black market guards surrounding him not far away and asked softly, "Do you want to know how I can let you go?"
"As long as it's not three corpses being thrown out, I don't care."
Arthur Morgan stared at Zhou Li, his deep eyes had a different color besides gratitude. He knew that this person would not let him go, and he definitely wanted something else.
but…
Thinking of the women and children waiting for him and his group in Van der Linde, Arthur did not choose to face the ending he deserved. He looked at Zhou Li and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I will agree to all your requests."
"Arthur..."
John on the side held his chest in pain and whispered to Arthur: "Do we really want to trust him? That's Silver Lord!"
"Indeed, in the black market that is independent of Tariq's judicial system, no one can rescue you under Yin Jue's eyes."
Zhou Li nodded and acknowledged John's statement. He looked at the scenery in the black market and sighed: "A country within a country, it seems that Yinjue is not very satisfied with Tariq's national conditions. Also, how can a people-oriented country satisfy businessmen."
"Arthur Morgan, I'm interested in your last name."
Zhou Li looked at the pistol with the dead eye engraved on it and said to him with a faint smile: "It can take as short as one month or as long as three months. I will go to the west of Tariq in person. By then, I hope you can Take some time off.”
"I will."
Arthur's dead eye will not only give him the ability to slow down time and see through darkness. He has never revealed to others that his strange eyes can see through a person's soul. He stared hard at Zhou Li, at the ferocious ghost-like, yet gentle and kind "person" behind him.
"Do you know who is behind these people? Yin Jue. You can't afford to offend them."
Dutch on the side smiled bitterly. He was sure that there would not be too many guards and powerful professionals today, but he never expected that there would be a suffocating existence waiting for them. But when he thought of the master behind this city, his heart sank.
"I know that the leader of the Twelve Hours Commercial Church, the youngest millionaire, is sitting on billions of wealth. It can be said that I know Yinjue better than you."
Just when Daqi's face was covered with a layer of dust, Zhou Li smiled and spoke again: "As I asked before, don't you want to know how I let you go?"
"Please tell me, I'm all ears."
Arthur stopped John who was about to say something. He knew that his group had no room for bargaining. The strength and ease of the man in front of him made him understand that this man was definitely not simple.
"It's simple."
The corners of Zhou Li's mouth curled up slightly. He took a step back and stretched out his hand. A wave of purple light curtain swept over him. Arthur looked at his hand controlled by purple light in surprise, raised it, and pulled the trigger.
"You just need to die once."
Along with the sound of the pistol, the surging wave of light gradually faded. Zhou Li looked at the three people in front of him who had lost their breath, and controlled the purple light to pull the bodies to his side.
"Put down your arms..."
At this time, a group of Silver Lord guards wearing silver armor rushed over. The leading captain took a step forward and looked at the bodies of the unarmed Zhou Li and the three desperadoes armed with firearms at his feet. He was at a loss for a moment.
"know me?"
Zhou Li's question brought the captain back to his senses. He looked at Zhou Li. Just as he was about to laugh at the rude man, he saw the familiar figure and the smiling face.
Damn it, disaster star!
Swish, snap.
Stand up straight, salute, and move smoothly.
"Captain of the first detachment of the Silver Moon Guards, Servia Nord meets the brave man!"
Under the leadership of their captain, the other Silver Moon guards suddenly felt shocked and saluted together with the captain.
"Three gangsters armed with firearms stabbed me from behind. After being subdued by me, they still dared to resist, so I killed them."
Zhou Li took the paper handed to him by Eluma and wiped his hands. He raised his eyes slightly and asked calmly: "I need to take these three corpses back for investigation. Do you have any other opinions?"
"this…"
Captain Silver Moon looked around hesitantly. If this was Mosk, he would never allow Zhou Li to take away the criminal's body privately. But the problem here is the black market, a state within a state established by his own boss. There are not so many rules here, and the person in front of him is a notorious disaster star in the twelve moments. For a while, Captain Silver Moon was also in trouble.
"Look, can I ask my boss about this?"
Captain Silver Moon looked at Zhou Li and asked with a hint of pleading: "I...can't decide this kind of thing."
"Forget it, it's too much trouble."
Zhou Li sighed softly after hearing this. Just when Silver Moon captain Sevia breathed a sigh of relief and thought that Zhou Li had given up the idea of taking away the body, Zhou Li took out his communicator and broadcast a number to Sevia. He said: "You can tell Yin Jue directly, he has a high official position."
Grass!
With a standard national curse hidden in his heart, Sevia forced a smile and said repeatedly: "In this case, can you go and report it with us? It will be recorded soon."
In fact, Sevia is not afraid of disturbing his big boss. On the contrary, Yinjue is a very easy-going person. He never minds when his subordinates come to him with problems. Regardless of their status, he will guide them kindly and in detail. If it is an outsider, as long as he pays a sufficient price, he will not treat him coldly.
The reason why Sevia chose not to call Yin Jue was actually very simple.
Please, this is a black market. Although everyone knows that Yin Jue is behind it, they all tacitly pretend they don't know. At this time, Sevia called directly and asked, "Boss, there was a fight in the black market, and the brave man wanted to take away the three dead people." This was purely to make everyone feel uncomfortable.
After considering that these three madmen were indeed a little bold and that it was not too much for the brave to want their corpses, Sevia agreed to Zhou Li taking the three corpses away. Zhou Li didn't waste much time, casually pulled off a piece of paper, wrote down a report form and handed it to Sevia.
"Um, where's this body?"
At this time, Sevia saw Micah's body in the shape of an E and asked Zhou Li hesitantly.
"Oh, I almost forgot."
Zhou Li patted his head, then waved his hand and said to him: "Take it to me for a mission. There should be some black powder in his mouth. Look for it."
Are the robbers having such a good time now?
Although he was confused, Sevia was still very grateful to Zhou Li for giving people a step forward. He nodded at Zhou Li, and then directed his men to move the body away.
"Is it done?"
Eluma on the side yawned and asked Xiang Zhouli: "Are we going back?"
"Where are Azi and the others?"
Zhou Li snapped his fingers, and the bodies of Arthur, Dutch and John were floating beside him. Coupled with the weird purple light effect, Zhou Li looked like some kind of corpse exorcism industry.
"She said she could get more vodka while taking advantage of the chaos, so she grabbed Torea, Don Quixote and the others and rushed to the liquor store."
Hearing this, Zhou Li shook his head in amusement. Just after he recalled what Zhou Li said, he suddenly remembered someone.
"Wait, where's Ivy?"
/*****/*****/*****/
"Listen to me, don't worry, I'm really in the same group as that group of people just now."
In the pharmacy, Ivey looked pale at the old man holding a syringe in front of him and staring at his waist. He desperately defended: "I'm not here to rob. The explosion below has nothing to do with me. Really!" honestly!"
Just a few minutes ago, Ivy barely woke up from her coma. He first got out of the car, took a plastic bag, found a place to vomit for a while, and then wandered into the pharmacy. At this time, Ivey, who was still not quite sober, said something about where the black market comes from, and set the old man on fire.
Because less than five minutes after the old man sent the team into the black market, a deafening explosion came from the black market. Without even thinking about it, the old man thought it was Zhou Li and the others who made the noise. Just when he was about to go down to investigate, Ivy, who was shaking and looking a little out of his mind with a strange plastic bag in his hand, walked in and asked where the black market was.
This immediately angered the old man. He did not expect that the terrorists in the team just now had such despised accomplices. Without any hesitation, the old man grabbed Ivey and pinned him to the ground. He tied him to a pillar and began to torture him and his accomplices as to why they dared to come to the underground black market to cause trouble.
Poor Ivey didn't know what the explosion was. Just when he was confused, the old man who waited for three seconds lost his patience and took out a syringe, mixed some weird medicinal ingredients and walked directly to his before.
"Don't worry, it's just the truth potion. If you really have nothing to do with the explosion underground, the effect of this potion will be automatically lifted after one day."
The old man glanced at Ivey and couldn't help but struggle. A tube of medicine was directly injected into Ivey's body. Along with a strange feeling, Ivey fell silent.
"Do you have anything to do with the underground bombing?"
"No."
"Do you know the perpetrator of the bombing?"
"do not know."
"Who are the people who came just now?"
The old man stared at Ivey, waiting for his answer.
Ivey was silent for a while, then slowly replied: "Zhou Li, Eluma, Lin Ling, Lin Zi, Don Quixote, Torea."
Zhou Li, why does this name sound so familiar?
After scratching his remaining hair, the old man cheered up and continued to ask, "How did you get that pass?"
"Zhou Li snatched it away using dishonorable means."
After a moment of silence, Ivey spoke his true words.
"What?!"
The old man was immediately shocked. He never expected that these people would snatch this pass representing the upper echelons of the Business Church. The only ones who can steal the pass from those monsters are more terrifying monsters. Thinking of this, the old man felt a chill in his heart.
"How did you steal it?"
"I have no idea."
"Whose is it?"
The old man felt that his question was a bit general, and then changed his words: "I mean, who did you grab this pass from?"
Silence, a long silence.
Veritaserum is not a panacea that can give people access to the truth. The purpose of the truth serum is to get the other person to tell you the answer that is most relevant to the question. It may be very subjective, or you may add your own conjecture.
At that time, Ivey only remembered that Zhou Li parked the building at the door of the Commercial Church at Twelve Quarters. He went up and seemed to have been arguing with someone on the top floor for a long time. Based on his understanding of Zhou Li, plus some subjective guesses, and the understanding of Zhou Li that was constantly working in his mind, Ivey said quietly for a long time:
"The Silver Lord that Zhou Li robbed."
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
It shocked the old man for a whole year.
The old man's face wrinkled visibly. Shock and fear took over his face. The old man stretched out his hand tremblingly, looked at the syringe in his hand, and after confirming that it was Veritaserum and not a potion of fantasy, he asked again tremblingly: "Who is Zhou Li you are talking about?"
"demon."
"more specific."
"A demon who plays with people's hearts and controls everything but is very friendly to civilians."
"It's a bit too general. Say something specific."
The old man is in a hurry now. He urgently wants to know who the "Zhou Li" this person claims to have robbed Yin Jue is.
"Smelly chess basket."
"That's not the characteristic! I want to know who he is, where he comes from, and who he is?!"
Ivey suddenly fell silent. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, and then said slowly: "Zhou Li is the hope of this world. He comes from another world full of order and future. He is a brave man."
"Brave?!"
The old man suddenly froze, and he heard the sound of obsidian breaking.
"What, you have a problem with the hero?"
A crack suddenly appeared on the obsidian heavy underground door. The man in a black suit slowly emerged from the broken obsidian door with an elegant and beautiful girl in his arms, and appeared in front of the frightened old man.
Zhou Li landed in front of the old man, stretched out his hand, and held the old man tightly with his palm condensed with purple halo. He looked at Ivey, who was slightly unconscious, and then turned his head, his eyes showing the terrifying light of choosing and devouring others.
"Veritaserum! It's Veritaserum! When I heard the explosion, I was afraid it was you who were sabotaging the black market. I didn't know you were a hero! I didn't know!"
Facing Zhou Li who was almost crushing him, the old man hurriedly explained. He covered his throat, with a livid face, and explained to Zhou Li in a low voice: "I'm not targeting you, I'm just afraid..."
Zhou Li looked coldly at the old man who was gradually deforming in front of him. After a while, he let go of his hand. The old man collapsed weakly on the ground, breathing in air.
"What is the effect of Veritaserum?"
Facing Zhou Li's inquiry, the old man first took a few deep breaths to regain his composure, and then said feebly: "He will ask and answer whatever he wants throughout the day. I didn't ask anything else, just yours." Identity and stuff that doesn’t matter.”
"What did he ask?"
Controlling the purple halo to slowly loosen Ivey, Zhou Li frowned and asked Ivey. Aiwei was in a daze and said to Zhou Li: "He asked you who you are and where you got the pass from."
"What are you really asking and answering now?"
"Um."
At this time, Zhou Li's expression suddenly looked a little strange. He scratched his head, looked at the confused old man beside him, and smiled kindly.
"Brother, are there any more?"
"Give me some time."
