Spirit Walker Chapter 23

On Monday, the weather is fine.

In a place like Songhai, traveling during the morning rush hour is always a problem for people's minds. Whether it is elevated or on the ground, the traffic is crowded and blood pressure is soaring.

Ordinary office workers take the subway without the trouble of traffic jams, but they have to stand the test of chickens on all sides.

In the early morning sunshine, Zhang Yuanqing was carrying a backpack and riding a shared bicycle in the bustling streets of Songhai, biting pancakes and fruits in his mouth.

He easily surpassed one after another of private cars, commercial vehicles and buses, and the vigor of young people flew with the bangs.

Songhai University is five or six kilometers away from my grandmother's house. It only takes 15 minutes by bicycle, so he usually does not live on campus.

Because of his promotion to the night wanderer, he was very tired from riding a bicycle on weekdays. He rushed to the gate of the university in one breath. He took out his mobile phone and took a look. It only took ten minutes.

If it weren't for too many battery cars on the bike lane, he would be faster.

Songhai University was founded at the beginning of the last century, 120 years ago, and is one of the top universities in the country.

In addition to high-quality teacher resources, the two biggest features of Songhai University are: famous flowers are good at finding good masters, and warriors dare to fencing.

Grandma used to tell my aunt that girls should know how to protect themselves at school. When I get older, I have to tell my grandson boy to protect himself at school.

Grandma is very dissatisfied with this world.

Entering the school gate, passing through the main axis with the founder's sculpture standing, he slowly rode to the teaching building along the road full of plane trees on the right.

The environment in the academy is elegant and quiet. Students either shoot short videos, sit on benches by the road and chat, or rush to class with textbooks.

The spacious and clean streets, green lawns, and old dormitory buildings, at a glance, are more like a quiet high-end community, the feeling of a school is not heavy.

Zhang Yuanqing parked his bicycle outside the building and entered the complex with his schoolbag on his back.

When he came to the trapezoidal classroom, Zhang Yuan took a look. The students were scattered in twos and threes, and many students skipped class.

He picked a seat at random, and as soon as he sat down, he heard the two boys behind him speak in a low voice:

"I just saw Xu Yingying at the school gate, and she is waiting for the gold master's father again."

"Nonsense, how could my goddess be supported."

"Really, every Monday a man comes to pick her up, driving a luxury car worth hundreds of thousands. I saw it last Monday."

"See clearly? Maybe it's an online car-hailing."

"Would you kiss the car-hailing driver?"

"...Damn, when girls in middle school like to learn bullies, when they go to college, girls like rich people outside. When can ordinary boys stand up?"

Xu Yingying is a girl in the same class, she is very beautiful, she is their class flower.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but turn his head and joked with a smile, "The wife in the hard drive can help you stand up."

The two boys didn't seem to expect that Zhang Yuanqing would interrupt, and were stunned for a moment.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at them and said, "What's wrong?"

The male classmate who called Li Lesheng "ha" for a while: "Zhang Yuanqing, something good happened to you today, it's not like you."

Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback: "Why do you say that?"

Just as Li Lesheng was about to speak, the teacher with black-rimmed glasses walked in with a book in his arms, and the chattering classroom immediately became quiet.

Kangyang District, Mai Le Hotel.

"Ding!"

On the 16th floor, the elevator door was open. Li Dongze, dressed in a formal suit with a black vest and a white shirt, leaned on a cane and walked out of the car.

His thin face was dignified, followed by Guan Ya.

The guests on the entire floor were emptied, a cordon was set up at the intersection of the elevator leading to the corridor, and two security guards stood by the cordon.

Guan Ya stepped forward on her high-heeled shoes and took out her credentials to signal.

The security guard immediately got out of the way.

On the way from the corridor to the room, several security guards in uniform are busy, taking pictures, or collecting fingerprints, hair and other objects.

Li Dongze passed the crowd, entered the hotel room, and immediately smelled a **** smell.

He glanced at the hotel suite. There were two corpses covered with white cloths lying on the bed. The white sheets were smeared with dark red blood.

Li Dongze stretched out his cane and uncovered the white cloth. There was a man and a woman lying on the bed, naked.

He was silent for a while, and his voice was low: "It's really Zhao Yingjun."

Guan Ya carefully checked every corner of the room, strands of white mist overflowed from her pupils, and after a while, she said:

"There are no signs of fighting in the room, no traces of human treatment... There are only two condoms in the trash can, but three condoms are missing in the box..."

After speaking, she glanced at the female victim with some pity.

Li Dongze put the white cloth back on again and said solemnly:

"Guan Ya, you stay here to assist the security guard in collecting fingerprints, hair, and fetching surveillance video. I want to contact Captain Fu and the captains. I may need to go to a meeting."

Guan Ya nodded slightly: "I will synchronize the scene details and character information to your mobile phone later."

Zhao Yingjun is a consultant of the Xiangshui Road Public Security Bureau, a member of the White Tiger Soldiers, and a 2nd-level scout.

A member of the Five Elements League was killed. This is a big event.

On the second floor of the villa, a small meeting room.

The decoration of the conference room is very delicate and luxurious. The floor is covered with soft wool carpets, and a long solid wood conference table is placed in the middle.

There are exquisite fruit platters, crystal clear ham slices, expensive imported red wine, boxes of cigars, and exquisite desserts on the table.

At the end of the conference table, a white projection screen hung down, playing a surveillance video from the hotel.

In the video, a man wearing a cap and a mask walked from the elevator entrance, walked to the door of the guest room, took out the room card to open the door, and entered the room.

After 40 minutes, the man walked out of the room, put his hands in his pockets, and left with his head down.

When the video ended, Li Dongze pressed the pause button, looked at the captains at the table, and said:

"I received an alarm from the hotel this morning. When the waiter was cleaning the room, he couldn't knock on the door, so he went in to check and found that the two had been killed. Zhao Yingjun had been abused before his death. The fatal wound is being pierced through the heart by a sharp weapon.

"The female deceased was named Liu Xiao'e, who was also pierced in the heart by a sharp weapon, but she was not abused. Based on the missing condoms at the scene, we suspect that she was insulted by the murderer before her death.

"In addition, the Public Security Bureau checked the mobile phones of the two and confirmed that Liu Xiao'e was Zhao Yingjun's mistress.

"We retrieved the monitoring of other entrances and exits of the hotel, and we did not find out how the murderer left. He should have had special means to avoid the monitoring. Preliminary speculation is that the murderer is a spiritual realm walker."

There were six people sitting at the table.

The chief is a young man in a white suit. He has the arrogance and nobility of an aristocratic son. He has a handsome short ponytail, and the lines of his face are like carvings.

The first position on the left is empty, that's Li Dongze's position.

On the right is a woman holding an orange cat, wearing an ink-painted cheongsam. The plumpness and enchantment of a mature woman are unmistakable. The well-maintained beautiful face is firm and fair, with light makeup and a quiet and elegant temperament.

Beside her is a middle-aged man wearing a miner's hat and a labor insurance suit. His dark skin shows the wind and frost of the workers.

Opposite her is a gym coach in a tight suit. His sturdy arms are comparable to a woman's slender waist. His eyebrows and eyes are sharp, and there is a sense of irritability in Gu Pan.

The last one was a twenty-seven-eight-year-old woman, wearing a white racing suit, tight leather pants, black wavy curly hair, a melon face, sassy and handsome.

These five are the leaders of the Kangyang District Spirit Realm Walker Team, and a few others did not attend due to various reasons.

The boy in the white suit looked around, his dark brown eyes faded into the lake, and he said lightly:

"Everyone, what do you think... Captain Qingteng, you should say it first."

The beautiful woman in cheongsam frowned lightly: "Ordinary spiritual realm walkers dare not kill our official people, could it be the evil occupation spiritual realm walker who did it?"

Li Dongze replied, "I'm still investigating Zhao Yingjun's recent interpersonal contacts."

If it was done by an evil spirit walker, the seriousness of the incident would have risen to a new level.

Huo Shi Da Ji Ba raised his eyebrows and was full of anger, "Evil profession? These stinky rats in the gutter, who dare to kill my Five Elements Alliance, I will make him pay the price."

The other people's faces were solemn, and Bai Long, who was wearing a racing suit, pondered:

"How strong is Zhao Ying's army?"

Li Dongze looked at Fu Qingyang.

Fu Qingyang said, "There is a defensive item."

Hearing this, Bai Long's face was solemn, "Although a level 2 scout is not good at fighting, it is not so easy to kill him when he has defensive items, not to mention that without disturbing the guests in the next room, we can take this into consideration. , to preliminarily judge the strength of the murderer."

Tang Guoqiang, the owner of a construction company wearing a miner's hat, said solemnly:

"very powerful."

Dajiba snorted coldly and repeated the words just now: "So powerful, people who dare to kill my Five Elements Alliance, no matter how strong they are, they will die."

Bai Long held his forehead silently, thinking about whether he could kick out the Red Fire Gang's second-hand first when discussing matters.

Li Dongze said: "After our investigation, Zhao Yingjun has many mistresses, especially likes to take care of female college students. We are investigating his mistresses one by one."

Dajiba frowned and said, "Why?"

"The hotel where Zhao Yingjun and his mistress have a tryst is not fixed, but the murderer can find the hotel address and lock the room number, which shows that he has a certain understanding of Zhao Yingjun's movement trajectory. Either he knows someone or has been following him for a long time." Li Dongze said:

"The one who knows you best is always the woman by your pillow. We may be able to get some clues from Zhao Yingjun's mistress."

The captains nodded solemnly.

Li Dongze continued:

"Zhao Yingjun was tortured and abused before his death. UU read www.uukanshu.com, just imagine, what was the murderer tortured? What did he ask? Whether the murderer is a vendetta or an evil profession, this is an issue worthy of our careful treatment. "

The expressions of the captains present changed slightly.

Evil professions and lawful professions have always been incompatible, hunting and tracking each other.

Of course, what can interest the evil profession is the information of the official spirit walkers, and even the hiding place.

And if the murderer is not an evil profession, a powerful spiritual realm walker risked offending the official organization, sneaking into the hotel to torture and kill, the truth behind it may be more complicated.

Qingteng said solemnly, "We need to find out the murderer as soon as possible."

When Dajiba heard the words, he looked left and right, and said, "Why didn't Yuan Ting come, let him devour Zhao Yingjun's spiritual body and obtain Zhao Yingjun's memory. We can know who the murderer is."

The importance of the night wandering **** who can control the spirit body is instantly highlighted.

Fu Qingyang shook his head and said:

"Yesterday, Taiyimen convened all the official night wandering gods to come to Beijing to discuss matters, Yuan Ting was not in Songhai."

His expression was calm from beginning to end, as if he would not panic when the sky fell.

Entering Beijing to discuss matters? The hearts of several captains sank. If Yuan Ting was not there, the night wandering gods in other regions would definitely not be there.

Is this too much a coincidence? The murderer didn't do anything in the early days, but he didn't do it in the evening, but chose when the Yeyoushen collectively entered the capital.

Ojiba said angrily: "What's going on with Taiyi, we can't have a meeting if we don't have a meeting, so choose this time? It's long overdue for us to cultivate our own night wanderer."

Li Dongze said helplessly:

"The causal relationship is reversed. The murderer picked it at this time... Forget it, it's not important. Don't worry, we have our own night wandering gods."

Chapter end