When Zuo Yi and Wu Yongjian were talking on the phone, the surroundings were very quiet.
At this moment, the sky was gradually darkening. The guests were supposed to be drinking around the banquet, enjoying the delicious food, and sending some beautiful blessings to the bride and groom.
But now …
Everyone looked at each other, and no one knew how to end the situation.
Duan Yaqi had already fainted in Auntie Yun's arms. This beautiful bride had just suffered the biggest blow in her life.
Duan Minghui's face was extremely ugly. His lips were trembling, and he had no way to vent his anger.
He had always admired Shen Yuanpeng, and he had personally facilitated this marriage. He had praised his future son-in-law more than once in front of others.
Now, all the praises had turned into loud slaps that landed on his face again and again!
Liang Weizhi silently patted Duan Minghui's shoulder to express his comfort to his old friend.
But the director of the Shanghai Police Headquarters didn't forget his duty. He took out his phone and made a call.
The serial blood sacrifice murders in Shanghai had brought great pressure to Liang Weizhi. Although the Supernatural Investigation Bureau had taken over the investigation, as the guardian of this mega city, he and his subordinates couldn't avoid their duties.
Now that the real murderer was caught, the police couldn't ignore it. They had to get involved.
In fact, until now, Zuo Yi hadn't shown the most direct evidence to prove that Shen Yuanpeng was the real murderer. But no one would deny it, because Shen Yuanpeng's ferocious side had completely overturned their worldview.
Shen Yuanpeng's attempt to hold Duan Yaqi hostage could also be considered as evidence.
No one was blind.
The atmosphere at the scene was dignified and awkward until the shrill sound of sirens came from outside the manor.
The Shanghai Supernatural Investigation Bureau and the Police Headquarters had urgently dispatched a large number of people and ambulances. The scene was quite chaotic.
Under normal circumstances, Duan Minghui would never allow so many outsiders to break into his home to investigate a case. But he silently stepped aside and let them take away the seriously injured Shen Yuanpeng.
But the Shanghai Supernatural Investigation Bureau and the Police Headquarters had given the Duan family a lot of face. They didn't interrogate the wedding guests and Duan Yaqi on the spot.
After all, this serial blood sacrifice case had alarmed Da Xia's cabinet. Even if the culprit was caught, the relevant investigation was essential.
Zuo Yi did not participate in the follow-up work. He believed that with the power of the Shanghai Super Police Bureau, they should be able to get more clues from Shen Yuanpeng.
The murder of blood sacrifice happened in many countries around the world at the same time, and the prime suspect was the Council of Truth.
However, nobody knew what the mysterious dark force was up to or what kind of scheme it was brewing. If they were responsible for the series of blood sacrifice murders, the Truth Council would definitely be punished!
This was the main reason why Zuo Yi did not kill Shen Yuanpeng. Otherwise, he could have turned the latter into minced meat with a single punch.
Catching the murderer wasn't a perfect outcome. It was more important to find out who was behind the scenes!
"I can't drink the wedding banquet …"
Zuoqiu Yongjie rejoiced in Zuo Yi's misfortune as he said, "I've long said that gigolos are unreliable, and no one believes me. Duan Minghui has taken a big tumble this time, hehe. "
Zuo Yi felt that this guy was really asking for a beating. It was not easy for him to live until now.
In this incident, the Duan family was also a victim.
Shen Yuanpeng disguised himself so well that others did not have Zuo Yi's ability or Teck's sense of smell. It was normal for them not to be able to identify the real culprit.
Now, Duan Minghui had lost all his face, and the Duan family had become a laughing stock. Needless to say, the bride, Duan Yaqi, was in a bad situation.
She would probably be traumatized for the rest of her life.
However, if he had to do it again, Zuo Yi would still make the same choice. Because a moment of hesitation and delay might cause the loss of an innocent life.
He had learned such a lesson before!
"Master Zuo …"
Zuoqiu Yongjie did not continue to laugh at the Duan family. He warmly invited Zuo Yi. "You haven't had dinner yet, right? Let's go eat something good together and let my disciple show his filial piety! "
Zuo Yi did not know whether to laugh or cry.
However, he did not reject Zuoqiu Yongjie's kindness and left the Duan family's manor with him.
Zuoqiu Yongjie drove a Lamborghini and made a few calls to his friends while driving.
"Hey, hey, hey, Laowu, my master is coming to Shanghai. I'll hold a welcoming dinner for him tonight. Come and join in the fun!"
"Little sister, my master is here. Haven't you always wanted to meet him? Come quickly! "
"Old Shanghai Restaurant, hurry up!"
"Big brother, I'm Laowu …"
"Enough."
Zuo Yi finally could not help but stop him. "I don't like too many people."
Looking at this guy's attitude, it was as if he wanted to invite all the people in Shanghai to accompany him!
"Okay, okay."
Zuoqiu Yongjie happily hung up the car's Bluetooth call and said, "The more the merrier. Everyone in my family wants to meet you. We didn't have the chance before, but this is a rare opportunity."
Before meeting Zuo Yi, Zuoqiu Yongjie's superpower was already on the verge of losing control and could collapse at any time.
After learning the Starry Sky Meditation Technique from Zuo Yi, his condition had greatly improved. Not only was the time bomb buried in his head perfectly removed, but his strength had also greatly increased.
Although Zuo Yi did not consider himself as his master, Zuoqiu Yongjie was sincerely grateful to Zuo Yi for saving his life.
Although he was a little impatient and violent, he was not a bad person. In the past, he did some shocking things because he lost control of his mind.
Zuoqiu Yongjie invited Zuo Yi to a banquet. The name of the Old Shanghai Private Home Restaurant was a bit vulgar, but it was one of the oldest and best private restaurants in Shanghai. One could taste the most authentic Shanghai cuisine there.
For a private restaurant like this, the reservation would usually be half a year or even a year later. However, with Zuoqiu Yongjie's status, he arranged everything properly with just a phone call.
When they arrived at the Old Shanghai Restaurant, Zuoqiu Yongjie's friends and family quickly arrived.
They were all young people in their twenties. Zuoqiu Yongjie's siblings and a few of his close buddies were sitting at the same table. It was really lively.
Everyone was mostly curious about Zuo Yi. Respect was inevitable, but there was not much reverence. After a few glasses of wine, they chatted happily.
After dinner, Zuoqiu Yongjie went to karaoke. They chose the luxurious Golden Dynasty KTV in Shanghai.
Although there was a huge difference in their mental age, Zuo Yi felt relaxed with this group of energetic young people. Since he had nothing else to do at night, he followed them.
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