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"This is another powerhouse at the Title Douluo level!" Song Ke narrowed his eyes slightly and made a simple judgment.
Judging from the clothes of the two, the two should be partners.
Seeing that the last person had arrived, Ju Douluo put down his teacup, patted his body, got up and said:
"Come on, time waits for no one."
After looking at each other, the four of them didn't speak, they walked out of the bar in silence, and turned to the commercial center down the street, the real scene of the incident.
Walking on the road, the hustle and bustle came immediately, and the street vendors selling food such as oyster soup, pan-fried meat and fish, ginger beer and fruits yelled hoarsely, making pedestrians slow down involuntarily.
It was already early eight o'clock at this time, many people had already gone out, and both sides of the road began to be crowded.Some children mixed in, watching all this indifferently, staring at all the pockets.
Song Ke often came here to buy cheap cooked food, and he used to live in a nearby apartment, so he knew the situation of this place quite well, so he reminded:
"These traders' children are not so easy to mess with."
Sasulo smiled and said:
"If they can, go ahead and try."
He pulled his shirt, adjusted his posture, exposed the scepter at his waist, and exposed his soul power.
All of a sudden, the eyes looking at him moved away one after another, and the pedestrians around him gave way unconsciously.
Song Ke was stunned, and quickly followed Sassuluo, Ju Douluo and Flett, and lowered his head to prevent people he knew from noticing him.
Skett and some vendors are nearby, and they all know themselves well.
Passing through the area with many street vendors, the three of them entered the real cross street of Wuhundian.
The passers-by here are all wearing old and tattered clothes. They are full of vigilance and greedy for the appearance of strange and glamorous people, as if they are staring at carrion vultures, and may attack at any time, but the strong aura exuded by the three of them is effective. prevent any accidents from happening.
"Let's start the investigation with the death incident last night, starting with the Solan woman who made the firing skills over there." Sasulo flipped through the picture in his mind, pointed to the not far away, and said, "Shop No. [-]."
As the four of them moved forward, the playing children quickly hid on the side of the road, staring at them with blank, curious, and frightened eyes.
"I didn't expect that there is such a place in Wuhun City..." Sassulo sighed and walked out first.
The other three remained silent.After walking for a while, all kinds of mixed-smelling gases penetrated into Song Ke's nostrils. He could vaguely distinguish the smell of urine, sweat, damp musty smell, and the smell of burning coal and wood.
Unable to resist, he raised his hand to cover his nose, and Song Ke saw Gates, the head of the Wuhun Temple's law enforcement team, who was waiting here.
The captain in charge of the surrounding blocks had a gray-white beard, and he was full of flattery towards Ju Douluo and the others.
"Elder, I have asked Solan to wait in the room." Gates laughed with a slightly shrill unique voice.
He obviously didn't recognize Song Ke, who had become much more energetic and grown up. He only cared about currying favor with the three strong men, and led them into Suo Lan's house in No. [-] shop.
On the right is a table, with paste, cardboard and other items placed, and in the corner there is a basket full of matchboxes, and on the left is a dilapidated cabinet for both clothes and tableware.
There are stoves, toilets, a small amount of coal, wood and other things crowded on both sides of the door, and there are two dirty floors in the center. A man is sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt that has rotted out holes, making it almost impossible to get off.
On the lower bunk of the bunk bed, a man was lying there, his skin was cold and gloomy, and he had obviously lost all his life.
Beside the corpse, sat a man in his thirties with greasy and disheveled hair. His expression was sluggish, and his eyes lost their luster.
"Solan, these three adults are here to examine the corpse and ask you something." Gates shouted loudly, ignoring the fact that there were still people sleeping on the ground.
The dispirited man looked up feebly and asked in surprise:
"Didn't someone check it this morning and ask?"
He was wearing a gray-blue robe with many stitches on it, it was hard to see that this person was a great soul master.
"Answer as long as you are asked, how can there be so many questions!" Gates reprimanded the other party severely, and then smiled at Ju Douluo, Sasulo, and Flett, "My lords, that is Solan, bed The man next to him is said to be the soul saint they rescued, that is, the deceased."
Cha Peng was rescued by this group of people before he died?Isn't this too ridiculous?
Sasulo and the others stepped on their toes and walked to the bed from the gap between the floors.
Fleet, with a high nose and thin lips and a cold temperament, did not speak, but patted Sassulo softly, motioning him to get out of the way so that he could examine the corpse by himself, so that he could cooperate with Sassulo to communicate with the soul.
Ju Douluo glanced at the man sleeping on the ground, and asked doubtfully:
"Who is this person?"
"I, my tenant, is also an eyeliner." Gates scratched his scalp and said, "This room costs fifteen gold soul coins a week. I only have a pair and a child of a soul master. I can only put The spare space is rented out to others, and the eyeliner is also needed..."
"Although no accidents will happen here, I always take precautions before they happen. No, the eyeliner is used, every week..."
Titled Douluo kills people, but will your eyeliner see him?Listening to the other party's rambling introduction, Song Ke couldn't help complaining for a while.
Fleet looked around and asked:
"When you rescued him and came back, was this man already dead?"
Before his arrival, Sassulo only checked at another incident scene and did not see Cha Peng himself.
Solan, who had already answered similar questions, pointed to his chest and said:
"Well, the guy said he was stuffy here. He couldn't breathe."
Didn't it mean a fatal blow?Song Ke interrupted and asked:
"Did you see the process of his death? Or did he have any last words?"
"No..." Solan recalled and said:
"I was delivering drinks to the bar last night. I met him in the back street. At that time, I saw him half lying there, so I boldly went up to him and asked him if he needed help. He said he needed to rest first, and wait for me to come back." When I looked at him, he had, had stopped breathing."
Sassuolo and Flett asked a few more questions respectively, but they failed to find any unnatural or abnormal factors.
After looking at each other, Sasulo said:
"Wait out and wait for a few minutes. We will do an in-depth examination of the body. I don't think you want to see the next picture."
"Okay, okay." Solan hurriedly stood up.
Gates walked to the side, kicked the tenant who was sleeping on the ground floor awake, and drove him out roughly, while he wisely closed the door and stood outside.
"How? Can you find out the murderer?" Ju Douluo immediately looked at Sassuluo.
"It is indeed a fatal blow." Sasulo retracted his hands and said affirmatively, "but the opponent used skills in a similar field, which can delay the opponent's death time."
"Ambush the ultimate move in the domain, wait until the opponent walks out of his domain, the skill is triggered, and death is inevitable."
"It's very easy to kill a soul sage in a titled Douluo-level domain. It's normal that the other party can't find it."
What's the meaning?Song Ke showed a thoughtful expression. If he followed his intentions, then this person should not be the black-clothed Titled Douluo who fought with him three days ago. That person has no domain.
"A domain?" Ju Douluo held his right hand in his left hand, resting his right hand on his chin, thinking, "If it's really a domain, then it would be interesting."
"Killing someone and leaving traces on purpose shows that this person is not afraid of our investigation, or that this person is deliberately leading us to investigate."
Having said that, he deliberately paused for a few seconds, then turned his head to look at Song Ke beside him, and said to himself:
"Then what exactly does the other party want to use this corpse for?"
(End of this chapter)