Personal Wife of the King

Ye Shikai looked at the window carefully. The outside was ten meters high from the ground, and there were no claw marks on the cement around the window. So, the murderer did not climb up with a rope.

Ye Shikai remembered that Tian Jing once said that this murderer was not an ordinary person, but a cultivator. It makes sense to think about it.

"A few of you, where were you last night." Ye Shikai asked several police officers to call the servants of the entire villa, a housekeeper, two chefs, three maids, lined up now, standing in Ye Shikai before.

"This this……"

"What else can't you say?" Ye Shikai looked coldly and glanced at everyone.

"Sergeant, I inspected the second floor last night, and suddenly I smelled a scent, and then ... I fainted." Eventually, the butler spoke first and looked very self-blame. Such a big thing happened last night, He hasn't relieved God till now.

"me too."

"Me, too."

Several maids and chefs also said that if Ye Shikai did not guess wrong, this was the mischief that the murderer intentionally cast, and everyone else was fine. Only Zhang Chen was killed. Perhaps it was for this reason that Zhang Gong thought that he The son was killed by the enemy in the business.

"Can the fragrant gas be extracted at the scene?" Ye Shikai asked the inspectors.

"No, this gas is enough to completely dissipate in just one hour. After receiving the alarm call, when we arrived, six or seven hours have passed." A tester said.

"It looks like the other party is fully prepared." Ye Shikai continued to ask, "So you haven't seen the killer alone."

"No."

"No."

Everyone shook their heads repeatedly, expressing helplessness. In contrast, Ye Shikai seemed more helpless. Zhang Chen's body had only one wound. It was also a fatal injury, which was on the chest. According to the forensic report, the wound was deep enough. Twenty centimeters, the murder weapon should be a sharp weapon like a dagger. It seems that the blade body has been completely submerged in the body. Ye Shikai has no choice but to let a few people go to work first, and stay with the police to investigate the scene.

"Ding Jingling." At this time, Ye Shikai's phone rang. Ye Shikai didn't know the number of the caller. He had the habit of remarking the caller's name, so basically the uncommented calls that came were strangers. .

"Hey, who?" Ye Shikai asked.

"Mr. Ye, hello." On the other side of the phone, a hoarse voice from a man sounded very low, which made people chill a little.

"You are ..." Ye Shikai's head burst into an ominous foreboding, and his countenance suddenly slumped.

"Exorcist." The man paused suddenly. "I did these cases."

"What." Ye Shikai couldn't help screaming, never expecting that the murderer had appeared, and the first time it appeared, he turned directly to Ye Shikai, the detective who specializes in serial killings.

"Oh, you look surprised."

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to call me." Ye Shikai quickly responded. Most of the murderers returned to the place of the murder case and appreciated their "work". Ye Shikai also analyzed before , The murderer is a hacker, so it can't be said that he can find Ye Shikai's number.

"Just say something if you have any words. After a while, my technical detectives will locate your coordinates." Ye Shikai said coldly. In fact, as soon as the phone was dialed, the other party's position was locked. .

"Haha, since I'm calling you, I'm not afraid of you to locate. Mr. Ye, when I called this time, I had something to say to you." The man on the other side of the phone suddenly sneered and changed his tone. Be serious.

"It's quite strange to have something to say to me, a wanted man, what have to tell me." Ye Shikai's words were full of sarcasm.

"Mr. Ye, this is a bad word. You are only helping the police to solve the case, but not the police. Besides, I am not a criminal, but I am here to rescue the exorcist.

"Nervous, you." Ye Shikai could not help but curse.

"Mr. Ye, you are not a police person. You should understand that society needs exorcists like me to remove evil forces." The man said very seriously. "Since we are all for the sake of justice, why ca n’t we join forces with me, or say, Mr. Ye, you are just like the general public, blinded by the world. "

"It's ridiculous that you want to kill people and dare to use the guise of justice."

"Haha, Mr. Ye, there is a lot of darkness in the world, which is covered by justice. All I have to do is to clear this last piece of" darkness. "I'm here to drive away the last demon." The other end of the phone ~ www.wuxiaspot. com ~ came the voice of a man's confidence. Sure enough, all the characteristics of the characters are in line with Ye Shikai's conjecture. A murderer who considers himself an exorcist, puts on himself a false cape of "justice", but he is doing the cruelest thing.

"Look at those people, which one isn't due, they don't die, the justice of society will never be publicized, and the demons are parasitic in this society, absorbing nutrients."

"Their sins are punished by law, and your killings are simply unfounded." Ye Shikai looked dignified and had a cold tone. In contrast, the other person looked like a crazy hysteric patient.

"Haha, it looks like you are no different from the public."

"The trial is coming, Mr. Ye, please be prepared." The man paused and hung up the phone after speaking.

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Police station.

"What, the murderer called you." Zhang Ting patted the table sharply, the sturdy wooden table trembled faintly, and there was a tendency to fall apart.

"Don't be so excited." Ye Shikai looked depressed, perfunctory.

"Crap, can I not be excited, yes, what did you say." Zhang Ting, like a curious baby, grabbed Ye Shikai's collar and asked Dong Wenxi.

"Isn't it some words to persuade him to surrender?" Ye Shikai sighed. The four lives in his hand, even if he surrendered, I am afraid that he would be sentenced to death. This kind of "advising surrender" seems a bit weak.

"How is the positioning?" Ye Shikai asked the net police aside.

"We have sent people to the location, but it was a rough house in the suburbs, and no one was found at all." The net policeman sighed. "There are no probes nearby, and there is no picture of the killer."

{End of Chapter}