My waist... my waist is tired?!

Master Qiu turns out to be so fierce... so big, right here on the street?

"Understood!" The bodyguard nodded quickly, "Miss, thank you for your hard work!"

"??"

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In the dark alley, two men wearing black suits and carrying suitcases greeted them: Liu Minghao and Wei Zidao.

Liu Minghao himself was a bit of a germaphobe, and he had been covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief ever since he walked into the alley. As for Wei Zidao, a warning cordon was put up at the entrance of the alley.

"Brother Hao, we've blocked you from the front and back. No one should be able to break in." Wei Zidao walked back quickly.

Liu Minghao looked at the ground, "Qian Er, the place where he was beaten should be here... Let's start work."

Wei Zidao nodded and began to take out some bottles, cans, and a bronze mirror from the suitcase.

Someone once thought that if they could go back to the scene of the murder, they could directly see the perpetrator and the process of the murder. In this way, many unsolved cases could be effectively solved, and unjust, false, and wrongful convictions would not even occur.

But this is just an untrue assumption... How can you go back in time?

According to the theory of relativity, as long as you are faster than light...for now, it is still wishful thinking.

Having said this, it does not hinder people's imagination in building the future. Human beings are indeed the most imaginative and creative species in the world, especially after being exposed to Taoism, a unique way of using energy.

The Administration has developed another means of tracing.

At this time, Wei Zidao sprinkled the contents of the bottle around, then sat cross-legged on the ground, then cut his finger with a knife, and dripped three drops of blood on the bronze mirror.

The blood was quickly absorbed by the bronze mirror... and the bronze mirror suddenly turned into pure black.

Liu Minghao was not idle at this moment. Instead, he walked behind Wei Zidao and put his palms against him.

Wei Zidao closed his eyes tightly at this moment, and the bronze mirror he was holding in his hands began to vibrate slightly... A bright light suddenly appeared on the pure black mirror.

There is no bright spot, just a small one... After that, the second bright spot appears, but it is in another place on the mirror surface.

Little bright spots began to appear, and they were randomly distributed at different positions on the surface of the bronze mirror. The ones closer to the center were brighter, while those at the edges were dim.

After that, Wei Zidao slowly opened his eyes, his face was pale and he was sweating profusely, "Brother Hao, it's... a total of fifty-nine different scents passed through this alley in the past few days."

Liu Minghao nodded, "To be precise, we only need to investigate fifty-four auras."

Wei Zidao nodded, which naturally included Qian Er, Chang Xiao and others.

"Fifty-four people." Liu Minghao muttered at this time: "Although it is a bit more, it is still much better than finding a needle in a haystack... Let's start with this."

In the alley, the iron door slowly opened in a flash, and a young man wearing a waiter's uniform came out carrying two bags of garbage. If anyone is easiest to come to this place, it is naturally the employees of the bar next to it.

When Wei Zidao saw this, he got up directly.

Liu Minghao smiled slightly at this time and said: "You should take a rest, I also know hypnosis."

"What do you want to do?" The bartender couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw the two men walking towards him, but before he could make any further reaction, he felt his eyes go dark and lost consciousness...

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When the elevator door opened, there happened to be a fashionably dressed man standing outside the door... Zhou Yusheng frowned and took a look, it was his neighbor.

This man probably planned to go out, but it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening before he went out. He probably wasn't going to any serious place...

"Uh...Hello, Officer Zhou." The man said hello quickly, then walked into the elevator with his head lowered, seeming a little scared.

Zhou Yusheng simply nodded and walked out of the elevator.

The man pressed the elevator button and suddenly said: "Officer Zhou...are you okay? Are you at home these days?"

"It's nothing." Zhou Yusheng said calmly: "A cabinet at home is broken. I will dismantle it and repair it. I won't disturb you."

"No...no." The man nodded.

Repairing cabinets? Only a ghost can believe it... I don't know that this guy doesn't go home on weekdays, but he makes banging noises when he comes home. I don't know what he is doing.

However, Zhou Yusheng often came home drunk in the past. After returning home, he would quarrel with his wife, and would even break things in the house... As a neighbor, this was not surprising.

It's just that in the past three or two years since I came here, it seems that similar situations haven't happened for a long time. Zhou Yusheng also doesn't come home every three days... On the contrary, his wife and son haven't come back for a long time.

Later I heard that his wife had moved out with their son, and it seemed that she was divorced or something.

…

After opening the door and turning on the lights at home, Zhou Yusheng pinched the center of his eyebrows... What he saw was a noisy living room.

It fell to the ground, the broken coffee table, the TV also fell to the ground, the sofa even tilted to the side, and there were fallen things everywhere.

Zhou Yusheng closed the door, sighed, walked in, and picked up a decoration on the ground. He seemed to want to put it somewhere, but when he saw... there was no place to put it, he threw it back casually.

Got to the ground.

He covered his face with his hands, wiped it vigorously, then turned off the light, walked to the sofa, sat down, raised his head and closed his eyes.

The room was eerily quiet.

In the darkness, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air...appearing quietly.

Looking at Zhou Yusheng, who had a beard all over his face and even smelled like alcohol, Luo Qiu's eyes gradually turned cold, and his palm slowly stretched out... and slowly reached to Zhou Yusheng's neck.

He pinched it with five fingers.

Once again, the boss's left eye turned into chaos...but this time it was controlled very well, and it didn't bring about the same terrifying vision as last time.

But even so, everything around him still floated little by little.

Zhou Yusheng still didn't open his eyes, even though he looked painful at this moment.

The pain of suffocation finally activated Zhou Yusheng's instinct... He kicked his feet wildly, put his hands on his neck, and just grasped the palm that was holding him tight.

Finally... Luo Qiu's palms loosened little by little.

He breathed out slowly, Zhou Yusheng's expression began to soften, and he fainted... The floating things in the living room gradually fell down.

Luo Qiu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had returned to normal.

He opened his palms, and a cloud of black energy overflowed from his palms... Luo Qiu grasped it and dispersed it.

He also sat down and sat next to Zhou Yusheng... and slowly closed his eyes.

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Zhou Yusheng had a dream at this time.

A dream that he really wanted to forget but didn't dare to forget. He had been hiding it every day and night for nearly four years.

Everyone in the police car was wearing full armor.

"...The gangsters have a lot of weapons, repeat, the gangsters have a lot of weapons!!"
Chapter completed!