Only Chen Mingming's voice was heard: "This is what I bought when I originally traded. It was made with my soul...it seems to have been transformed along with it. But the bullet that killed it changed from lifespan to performance."

Condensation, but for ordinary bullets, there seems to be no limit, and it should be calculated based on my physical consumption."

"Killing bullet?" Zhao Le was stunned.

"It's the kind of bullet that kills with one hit and ignores spatial distance. I temporarily call it a kill bullet."

Zhao Le was so surprised that he subconsciously picked up the silver pistol and started playing with it. However, within a few seconds, the pistol broke away from Zhao Le's hand, and then atomized again. Chen Mingming returned to his appearance, and his face seemed a little unnatural.

Zhao Le sighed: "You are still awesome. With such ability, I don't seem to be special."

Chen Mingming didn't say anything... He knew that Zhao Le was an official black soul, and he was just a trainee.

"Why did you think of buying such a gun?" Zhao Le thought for a while and asked.

Chen Mingming shook his head... Everyone had something to say hidden in their hearts.

As for why he wanted to buy such a pistol... maybe what he really wanted to kill was the cowardly version of himself who didn't dare to cry.

After experiencing all this, Chen Mingming somewhat understood his own feelings.

"By the way! There are still some things I don't understand." Zhao Le seemed to remember something, "How did you deal with the... parts that you took away?"

He was talking about Wang Liang's missing body.

"Burned." Chen Mingming said calmly.

Zhao Le swallowed his saliva... This really looked like Chen Mingming's style, clean and neat.

But at the same time, he somewhat understood the purpose of this behavior. When parts of the body were missing, it would only divert the police's attention again, causing the police to fall into a whirlpool of why the murderer did what he did, spinning in circles.

"Wang Liang...were you really the one who killed him?" Zhao Le frowned and asked in a low voice.

Chen Mingming took a deep look at Zhao Le and shook his head: "It wasn't me. He was already dead when I arrived."

"Already dead?" Zhao Le was startled.

Chen Mingming nodded: "I did have the intention to kill him, and the plan at that time also included this part, so I made a lot of preparations before taking action. Before December 1st, I tried to sneak in

Wang Liang has installed a pinhole video recorder in his home and plans to find one to study his behavioral patterns and choose a suitable time."

The original plan was to send the video to the police after Chen Mingming left the country. The worst-case scenario was to use this video to eliminate Zhao Le's suspicion of murder and at the same time create the identity of the murderer of "Blank King"

.After that, Chen Mingming will choose to disappear abroad. The disease he suffers from cannot be treated, so he just plans to find a place where no one knows him, and just wait for his death, while leaving a memory for his parents.

As for now, of course there is no need... As long as his performance is sufficient, he can 'come back' often.

"Then..." Zhao Le opened his mouth.

Chen Mingming recalled: "When I was watching Wang Liang that day, he seemed to have a sudden headache, and then he took some painkillers and other drugs, and soon fell down, as if he had passed out. I watched for a long time,

I found that he was not moving anymore, not even breathing, and it didn't look like he was sleeping. So I took a look and found that he was indeed dead."

"This...who killed him?"

Chen Mingming shook his head: "I don't know...but wouldn't it be better this way? If the murderer is not the murderer, then this matter will only be covered with a layer of mystery, which may never be solved. But I want to

If you know, it's easy. Do some business and use performance points to purchase, and the boss will definitely tell you."

——The truth is always hidden in silence.

Zhao Le breathed out slowly and said with a wry smile: "I would rather use it to help my sister buy something."

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A few days ago, in the interrogation room.

Brother Long said angrily: "I was so angry at the time. When I saw the kid running away, I didn't think too much. I just picked up a wine bottle and threw it over! I didn't expect it to be quite accurate! I just blew the kid's head.

Brain!”

"Then what?" Zhou Yusheng glared angrily.

Brother Long then shrugged: "The grandson didn't stop. I chased him all the way, but he ran away. I was still thinking about catching him where he worked, but I didn't expect that the next day

I was arrested... Ah, sir, do you think this is considered meritorious service? Can my sentence be reduced?"

Zhou Yusheng said expressionlessly: "I don't know whether it will be reduced or not... But according to what you just said, you are suspected of illegally using violence against others, and the evidence is sufficient."
Chapter completed!