MTL - Guardian-Chapter 96 Soul Light

Shen Wei, who buried the lesson plan, looked up and looked at Zhao Yunlan, then he bent down and picked up the broken line, and touched his finger lightly, it was like a ball of burnt ash, broken into powder Go on.

Shen Wei retracted his hand and sniffed his fingertips carefully. Then he said, "It should be okay for the time being. There is no death, no smell. People are alive, but they ca n’t be contacted. Do n’t worry, do n’t worry. . "

Zhao Yunlan didn't squeak. He shoved the last bun into his mouth with unwillingness, and then touched a dozen of note pads from under the table. I saw that the time management of this messy life man was so precise that his note pad was stuck. Three bookmark calipers, the top is "emergency", the next is "important", and the last is "done".

最后 The last column is empty. It can be seen that he has been in a bad mood recently, and basically there is nothing unimportant.

Through the font of the surgeon sitting on a rocket and jumping up and down, Shen Wei difficultly recognized the "emergency" column, only writing his own name and "trying to find a way to expel the broken bowl from his father". The "Important" column lists a lot of things related to his work.

Zhao Yunlan picked up a tick after the name of "Shen Wei", and then filled the third item "Find Lin Jing ASAP" in the emergency column.

Zhao Yunlan wrote as he said, "Lin Jing is actually born of the eight hundred Dharma sects. To be honest, I have no more roots in him than Miao, and he is not too gentle. Basically his Self-portraits can be used as evil spells, and the goods are very pretentious, and it is not easy to cause trouble everywhere, not to mention I just let him investigate a common case of back to life borrowing on the seventh day of every month. To talk about, I usually do the most Don't worry about him ... "

His fingers on the table hit the table in turn: "I have to take someone over today, will you come?"

Shen Wei was thinking about it a while ago. What did the group who didn't care about the soul-stabilizing order busy with? Hearing this, he was so soft that he almost turned into water. He lifted his name from the scratchpad and checked his name, the corner of his mouth. Wu Wu smiles--it doesn't seem to mind Zhao Yunlan writing his name like a dog's paw pressing: "Well, borrowing life?"

云 Zhao Yunlan retrieved the email forwarded by Wang Zheng from his mobile phone: "That's it, God gives us a hand first."

Shen Wei, an old antique, has never used a smart phone at all. He took a glance at Wang Zheng, and then wanted to take a closer look at the photos on the scene. As a result, touching the screen made him unfavorable.

He said to Zhao Yunlan who was drinking soy milk, "You lower your head first, don't look at it."

I saw Shen Wei's palm hovering above the screen of the mobile phone, and grabbed it as if he was picking up from the air. The photo of the deceased floated in the air like a 3D projection. The visual effect was extremely shocking. At first glance, it looked like a The corpse-like corpse lay on the dining table.

Out of curiosity, Zhao Yunlan lowered his head and raised his head, and then ate the fruit without suspense. He took a sip of soy milk in his throat and almost sprayed a "corpse" face.

Alas ... this is really an example of feudal superstitions defeating modern technology.

Shen Wei carefully looked at the face of the corpse, and then reached out and "pinched" the corpse's eyes, like turning the air into a 3D touch screen, but it could be partially enlarged and reduced!

"This person may not have died from backsweeping by life," Shen Wei said, pointing to the corpse's enlarged eyes, "look at his eyes."

"I just finished eating ..." Zhao Yunlan covered his stomach in pain, and then looked over his fingers, only to see that the body had been enlarged many times, and the pupils had dilated, but if you look closely, the middle seems to be A figure is reflected.

For a moment, Zhao Yunlan held down Shen Wei's hand: "Can you zoom in a little bit more?"

Shen Wei shook his head: "It's just a photo, no matter how old it is, I don't know."

"Well, it doesn't matter," Zhao Yunlan pulled a napkin from under the table, quickly wiped his mouth, and then planed and torn a piece of paper from the back of the note pad, and sketched out the approximate shape of the shadow on it, "Than us The crappy part-time technician is much better. "

Shen Wei asked casually: "Who is a part-time technician?"

Zhao Yunlan: "I wish red."

The feet of the dining table "creaked" and rubbed their teeth against the floor.

Zhao Yunlan only felt that a cold look fell on his naked / exposed back neck. He pretended not to know anything, and lay down on the table with a neutral pen and traced the contents of the corpse's eyes seriously, only taking advantage of his back Shen Wei, he smiled with joy.

"There have been rumors in the past that the dead's eyes must be smashed, or the shadow of the person he saw last will be left in it, which can be checked by the police." Zhao Yunlan stroked and said, "However, happy sheep know that It is impossible. Otherwise, all the criminal policemen would not have to do anything else all day long. It would be enough to specialize in ophthalmology-but there is nothing like it ... folklore is always a little shadowy, right? What is this shadow in the eyes of the dead? "

Nostalgic, silent, silent.

云 Zhao Yunlan smiled and looked back at him with a smile: "Huh?"

Wu Shenwei's somber complexion made it clear that he was very dissatisfied at the topic of Zhu Hong. Shen Wei was silent for a few seconds, and then said a little coldly: "It is ecstasy. The eyes of a person who is killed by a ghost are clean, but if Yang Shou is not done, it is someone who lives under the spring, or something is alive. And when he dies, the shadows of the dead are left in the eyes of the dead. "

"唔 ... what do you think this is?" Zhao Yunlan asked.

Xu Shenwei lowered his eyes and said in a soft voice, "How do I know?"

哟 "Oh, what's wrong? Unhappy? Jealous?" Zhao Yunlan was as cheap as anything, "I like others to be jealous, and give Grandpa another look?"

Wu Shenwei: "..."

"You used to carry it all day, like a male **** who doesn't eat human fireworks. I don't bother to look at you and look tired of you." Zhao Yunlan affixed a note paper to a piece of paper used by Shen Wei. At the back of the draft lesson plan, he instructed, "Come, that male god, there is a scanner next to the desk machine on the desk, help me scan the picture and send it to the office, so that they can check as much as I can before I pass."

Shen Wei took it over, and walked calmly in front of the machine to stand, and after turning on the machine, he started to stare at a bunch of instruments in front of him-in fact, the male **** will only turn on and off and play ppt that others helped him to do. Other things are basically done by the teaching assistant. It is impossible to tell which is the inkjet printer and which is the scanner.

At this time, Zhao Yunlan turned back behind him, his arms came back from behind, holding Shen Wei's hand, putting the paper in the scanner, step by step, and finally, deliberately in the noise of the instrument work Breathing to Shen Wei's ear: "Well, no? Why not ask her husband to teach you?"

Wu Shenwei: "..."

Zhao Yunlan smirked and swiftly stroked Shen Wei's ass. Before Shen Wei's face turned red and red, he hid far away, turned over a calendar on the desk, and tapped on an email account on it. And password: "This general meeting, find the" colleagues "column in the contact and send them the scanned picture."

After speaking, the smile on his face seemed to be taken off, and it faded quickly and incomparably. He called the number 4 on Guangming Road: "Wang Zheng? Are you awake? Thanks for your hard work, tighten the curtains tightly-to me I know, Lin Jing has an accident. I sent you a picture. Everyone in the office passed it. I can find out what it is best. Let Lao Li help prepare two cars. We will leave in half an hour. , Go to the place of crime. "

At this moment, the chandelier in the room slightly shook. Longcheng felt a little not very strong. However, after this small earthquake that was not easily noticeable, a new email alert sounded on and off the phone.

征 Wang Zheng on the phone said, "Wait, Zhao, there is Lin Jing's mail."

巍 Shen Wei turned away from the phone: "The person you are looking for has sent an email."

Zhao Yunlan narrowed his eyes and said to Wang Zheng, "Don't hang up."

Zhe Linjing sent a video, he took a selfie with his mobile phone.

This self-timer selfie camera, which is always taking selfies, is superb, and basically ca n’t see the hand shake. The picture is always stable, but the video is constantly shaking. Lin Jing's breath is very thick, and the screen is shaking up and down. He is either brisk walking or running.

He was a little out of breath, but his breathing was suppressed very low. Lin Jing's hand was shaking so much that the screen was pointed at his face. His mouth opened and closed, but there was no sound. Zhao Yunlan frowned. Difficult to discern his lip: "I ... lost my voice, Erduo ... my ears started to lose my ears, and my income ... what's wrong, it was a stiff finger with an ominous premonition."

Immediately afterwards, Lin Jing shook her hand, and the camera moved away from his face, aiming at a very high-grade villa area in front of him—the group of health resort villas where the life extension incident happened.

At first glance. The houses are pretty, but Zhao Yunlan had a sense of disobedience at the first sight of it.

At this time, the sound of Lin Jing hitting the back cover of the phone with his fingers was very loud and a bit harsh, which was the sound of the death of the entire villa group.

Lin Jing stretched out a finger and swept the line "empty, not one person" in front of the camera of the phone. Zhao Yunlan noticed that the second joint of his finger was stiff like a stone. Bending, a strange turquoise gray emerged.

Then Lin Jing's fingers drew, pointed the camera at his face, pointed to his ears, and shook his head gravely. He subconsciously touched a string of beads, closed his eyes, and slightly opened his eyes. The lips of the voice seemed to be chanting calmly.

A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, he seemed to squint, and then suddenly narrowed his eyes hard. Then, the camera shook violently for a while, and the video was broken here.

"In the end, it is likely that he found that he couldn't see clearly, so he quickly sent the video." Zhao Yunlan judged, "Perhaps it was because of his vision that he was mistaken and sent a regular email, so we are now Just saw, or ... "

"Or for some reason, the email has not been sent." Shen Wei took over.

云 Zhao Yunlan turned his head and met his eyes. After a while, the two said gently at the same time: "The earthquake just now."

The chanting sounds just came down, and the faint tremor came again, just like ordinary aftershocks. There were footsteps and vocals in the corridor. Zhao Yunlan lived at a higher level, and probably the tremor of the upper floors was stronger. People started panic and ran out.

Zhao Yunlan is not a person who has not experienced an earthquake. He stood still: "You don't think this" earthquake "is a bit strange? The crustal movement seems to feel more shaking ... this seems to be shaking."

Xu Shenwei lowered his eyes and felt for a moment, "It seems to be the movement of the land government."

"Hell?"

Shen Wei's face was a little dignified. Zhao Yunlan thought about it, squatted down, stuffed the guns with special bullets, inserted a dagger full of charms under the trouser legs, and took out all the money in the wallet. It was tucked into the pocket, and the wallet was freed up with a thick dozen of runes.

In the end, he pulled out a slice of wood from the drawer, which was the real "Soul Soul Order", the bark cut from the trunk of the real Great God Tree. The words "Soul Soul Order" were touching Zhao Yunlan's The moment a finger burst, a burst of sparks burst out.

"Go." He shoved the town bell in his pocket and said decisively.

Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at No. 4 Guangming Road. After a while, two off-road vehicles drove out of the yard at the same time and drove directly to the place where Lin Jing had the accident.

Longcheng is less than 300 kilometers away from the crime scene. There are no industries in the local area for more than four hours. There are only mountains, water and hot springs. It is a typical tourism town. The surrounding natural villages were moved away for the sake of the beautiful environment. Only buyers and service staff come and go here every day.

The town is too quiet. It is like a dead city. There is a caravan pulling goods at the entrance of the town. When it is improperly parked on the side of the road, the car is full of fresh vegetables. But the cockpit door was open, and the people inside were gone.

"There must be a lot of waiters from surrounding towns and villages every day," said Zhao Yunlan. "Xiao Guo, get out of the car, drive another one by yourself, go to the town to find a local police station, and ask if you have been there in recent days. He has received alarms from family members regarding missing persons. "

Guo Great Wall was stunned. He keenly felt the strangeness of the town. He just stood there and his legs kept stumbling. Zhao Chuming let him go plainly, apparently trying to protect him. This made Guo Great Wall loose. Breath, then the heart raised higher for an unknown reason.

"Let Zhu Hong be with you," Zhao Yunlan said.

Zhu Zhuhong was not a small Guo who was arbitrarily beaten. He immediately objected: "I won't go! I won't go anywhere!"

云 Zhao Yunlan spit out a cigarette, held it in her mouth, and didn't even look at her. "Why, I haven't officially resigned, and it won't help me to speak?"

Zhu Zhuhong: "I ..."

云 Zhao Yunlan said nothing at all. He couldn't help but sit back in the car and close the door: "Lao Chu, come here and take this car."

Zhu Zhuhong stood rigidly, glaring angrily at Zhao Yunlan.

Chu Shu gently pushed on her shoulder in front of the car: "Come on, Zhao made reasonable arrangements. You can't help here. I'm afraid there is poor communication on Xiao Guo's side. You help He orders. "

Xu Zhuhong had no time to speak, Zhao Yunlan, the bastard, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.