"This is so awkward..." Fatso pursed his lips. "I think it's better if I don't force myself to stay awake. It's better if I pass out."
At this moment, Fatty's speech was much smoother than before. If it wasn't for the fact that he had absolute faith in Fatty's character, if it was someone else, even though he wouldn't cry, he would definitely feel a surge of warmth in his heart.
"Get up and walk by yourself. You're so heavy. I can't possibly carry you around, right?"
Su Bai touched his pocket and took out two cigarettes. He held them in his mouth, using one hand to block the wind and the other to light them with a lighter. Then, he picked up one and brought it to Fatso's mouth.
Fatso sighed and bit the cigarette. Then, he staggered to his feet. "Da Bai, this injury is real. It's not fake at all."
Su Bai did not say anything. In fact, regardless of whether it was Fatso or the youth surnamed Zhou who started it, since the youth surnamed Zhou had agreed, it was obvious that he had such thoughts. After all, for an array master, tampering with the array formation during transmission was like dancing in their own home field. It was a very simple thing. In fact, Fatso could be considered to have helped him.
Right now, the youth surnamed Zhou and Old Man Shen were left underground. After the array formation was cut, it was basically impossible to use it a second time.
"Where are we now?" Su Bai asked.
"In Tibet."
"How big is Tibet?"
"The entire region covers an area of 1,202,230 square kilometers."
"So, do you think that your answer just now was nonsense?"
...
Shanghai, known as the Shanghai, had a permanent population of nearly 30 million. Therefore, it was a city where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold. It was not surprising that the housing prices in Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou kept rising. The reason was that they could attract and radiate people from all over the country. The demand here had always been there. In contrast, the inflated housing prices in other second-tier and third-tier cities in China seemed a little insincere. Of course, the reason for this was also a well-known secret.
Wenya Garden was a high-end housing area that focused on villas. Ordinary people could not live here. In fact, for a period of time, when some businessmen discussed business, they would even show their financial strength by owning a property here. Although in recent years, with the new development of the real estate industry in Shanghai, this place had lost its former reputation, but the housing prices did not depreciate at all. Instead, they followed the trend and continued to rise.
However, when evening came, some property owners drove home and found many police cars at the entrance of the community.
...
"Refuse all of these calls." Chu Zhao reached out and grabbed his hair. He was very angry now. The massacre of a family of five happened in front of him, and the dignitaries living in this community seemed to be playing an influence competition. They kept using their connections to signal the police to keep the noise down.
However, it was a pity that Chu Zhao himself was the second generation of a police officer. His roots were very strong. Besides, as a listener, he still continued to work as a police officer. He had a very free and easy attitude. His identity was different, so his mentality was naturally different. He was just playing a game of "The Sims".
"Hold a press conference," Chu Zhao said.
"But... a press conference?" A policeman on the side was a little surprised.
"The massacre of a family of five, you tell me, not to mention in Shanghai, how many cases can happen in the whole country in a year?" Chu Zhao directly grabbed the policeman's collar and scolded, "This case has not been kept secret from the beginning. Now the news must have spread. If we, the police, do not come forward to issue a notice now, it will definitely cause social panic.
Those bastards are worried about the appreciation and depreciation of their property. What does it have to do with you? With your position, you won't be able to covet this house even if you covet it for a lifetime, right? "
"No, no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The young policeman immediately apologized in fear.
Chu Zhao let out a heavy sigh. He looked at the wall, at the bloody drawing of a bat with broken wings. It seemed to carry a strong sense of mockery.
The family of five all died at the dining table. The hostess, two sons, and a daughter were all nailed to the dining table with knives and forks. The muscles on the back of the male host were torn open, and his bloody body was pierced by chopsticks and knives like a pair of meat wings.
Instinctively, Chu Zhao smelled an unusual smell.
There were no suspicious fingerprints, and the sound security system did not find any suspicious people entering. This family of five should have died three days ago. The food on the table had already gone bad. If it weren't for the housekeeper who came to work this morning and swiped the room card to open the door, it was estimated that the bodies of the family of five would have completely decomposed in a few days.
Although it was winter, the heating system in the house was very advanced, which also created a more suitable condition for the bodies to decompose.
Taking out his phone, Chu Zhao dialed Xun Er's number.
"Hello." Xun Er answered the phone. She should be driving.
"Is he back?" Chu Zhao asked.
"Him? I don't even know where he lives now. Why? Why are you looking for him? "
Since Su Bai moved to Old Fang's house, he deliberately did not tell Xun Er the address.
"I have a case here. I want to hear his side of the story," Chu Zhao explained.
"Hehe." Xun Er obviously did not believe him. "Don't play any other tricks. Last time, he only beat you up. Next time, maybe he will really kill you."
"That's a different matter." Chu Zhao seemed to be very open-minded at this time. "It was my fault in the past. I admit it. Now, I just want to ask him to come over and help me as a police officer and I don't know if he can still be considered a friend. After all, Shanghai is also his home, isn't it?"
"This is not like your style." Xun Er stopped the car and put the phone to her ear seriously. "Tell me, did you encounter something again? It can't be that you suddenly had an epiphany, so your temperament changed so much."
"An old friend came back. I talked with him a lot these two days, and I also thought some things through," Chu Zhao said.
"Old friend? Who? "Xun Er suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
"Gu Fan." Chu Zhao spat out these two words. "I talked with him about the radio."
"He... is also a listener?"
"Do you believe it? Gu Fan... was already a listener before we set up the Killing Club."
...
The little fellow had begun to walk by himself, which was a very happy thing for Su Bai. Nothing could make a father happier than seeing his son make progress and grow up day by day.
"Be careful. Let's go."
In the living room, Su Bai squatted on the ground and clapped his hands for the little fellow. The little fellow walked to Su Bai with his little feet and then threw himself into Su Bai's arms.
"Hahaha, great, great."
Su Bai picked up the little fellow. The little fellow, who had just learned to walk, was very excited. He had been playing with Su Bai in the living room for half the afternoon. At this time, it was really time for him to rest.
After taking milk and some children's favorite snacks for the little fellow, he put him next to Ji Xiang and let him watch TV for a while. Su Bai turned around, took the new flowers, and left the living room.
In the bedroom, Tyrant and Gyatso were still lying on the bed. It had to be said that even if the two eminent monks were in a vegetative state, they still looked good. After changing the vases in their bedrooms with fresh flowers, just as he walked out of the bedroom, he bumped into Fatty who was walking out of his bedroom.
"I've found out that those Lamas are now in France." Fatso sighed. "They ran really far away. Damn it. If we hadn't been trapped underground for so long, they might not have had time to run away."
Su Bai and Fatso spent about a day in the vast Tibet before they found a small town. When they returned to the canyon, it was another day later. After searching twice, they did not find the whereabouts of those Lamas. Later, they even went to the temple of Gyatso to ask. In the end, they learned that the group of Lamas and a large group of disciples had collectively withdrawn. Moreover, it was not as simple as withdrawing slightly to Hinduism. They should have gone directly to the west.
Knowing that it was futile, the two could only return to Shanghai. Now, it had been more than a month since they returned to Shanghai. Of course, although they did not manage to take revenge on the trip to Tibet, Su Bai had obtained Old Shen's ruler and witnessed the tip of the iceberg of the Qin soldiers. At the same time, the princess's soul in the ruler was also of great value. Fatso had also obtained the opportunity to copy the pre-Qin Teleportation Formation. The two of them had gained a lot. It was comparable to the harvest of a story world, so there was indeed not much to regret.
However, the ruler could not be moved for the time being. This was because after leaving the young man surnamed Zhou's formation and Old Shen's seal on the ruler, the princess's soul in the ruler had already shown signs of instability. After being brought back to Shanghai, Fatso would directly suppress it in Old Fang's house to ensure that nothing would go wrong.
Now, it seemed that the matter of releasing the princess's soul could only wait until the monk and Gyatso woke up.
"It's okay. I don't believe that they won't come back."
"Mmm." Fatso nodded and walked to the living room. It was estimated that he was going to watch TV.
Su Bai returned to his bedroom and was about to take a change of clothes to take a shower. At this time, his cell phone rang. It was a strange number.
"Hello." Su Bai answered the phone.
"Su Bai, it's really difficult to find your number."
A very familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, but Su Bai could not remember who it was for a moment.
"Oh, don't you know me? Haha, it just so happens that Chu Zhao has a case. You can come and help him. After all, we used to be good brothers, so there is no overnight hatred between us."
"Gu Fan, you're back?" Su Bai finally remembered who it was.
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