The rich sage opened the way, and Marin and his party quickly went upstairs. The police detectives were coming in and out of the door of the room they were about to enter.

A police detective set up a cordon, and Marin took the lead and walked over. The advantage of being small at this moment made Marin not lower his head, and he immediately saw Huang Mao lying dead on the bench.

There was a huge bullet hole in his forehead, and the blood and flesh on the wall behind him told of over-penetration wounds.

The police were carefully collecting evidence, and the mockingbird on the birdstand was chattering that it was going to call the police, but it didn't know that the people rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home at this moment were the policemen it was looking for.

"Has anyone in the apartment heard any gunshots?" Marin confirmed that the bullet hole was at least a .45-caliber wound, and then turned to look at the person in charge who followed Qian Xianzhe in.

"This is His Highness Ma Lin." When introducing Ma Lin, Qian Xianzhe used the word "His Highness". This word was very effective in resolving the doubts of the person in charge. He immediately took off his hat: "Salute to you, Your Highness."

, we came because the neighbor called the police, saying that several very vicious-looking men suddenly came to their house a few hours ago. They started arguing in non-Thailand language, and when they finally left, the men seemed to be threatening him, and then they disappeared.

After a while, someone found that the door to his house was opened, and then they found that this guy had been killed. No one heard the gunfire, and no one saw anyone entering the room after that."

"The murderers don't seem to be the same group of people." Mr. Li was the first to speak.

"Obviously they are not the same group of people. If those people from the Western Land want to take action, they will not break up on bad terms." Mrs. Meng said here and looked at Marin: "Ma Lin, can you pursue it?"

"No problem." Marin nodded, and then performed a retrospection spell.

In an instant, the policemen who were collecting evidence disappeared. The body sitting on the chair quickly raised its head, and the flesh and blood on the wall returned to where they should have been.

The door was closed at some point, the alarm clock was ticking on the wall, the man was smoking a cigarette, and the mockingbird on the birdstand was singing a clumsy song.

The retracement of time stopped, and time began its journey again. Marin watched the man put out the cigarette butt in his hand, and then raised his head.

At this time, a human figure gathered by smoke appeared in the room.

Ashbringer?

Marin vaguely remembered that there was such an extraordinary sequence in the Western Continent, and it was none other than Mr. Michel.

Marin didn't know what the smoke figure and the man said - after all, with so many irrelevant people present at the scene, it was very difficult for Marin to trace back to the right place.

Then Marin saw that while the man lowered his head to take out a cigarette from his pocket, the human figure took out a gun.

When the man raised his head and pulled the trigger, there was no gunshot. Perhaps it was because of the existence of the Silent Field, which disappeared after killing someone.

Marin dispersed the spell, and the next second, the group returned to the room. The detectives seemed to have found nothing at all. Only the person in charge struggled for a moment as if he had just struggled out of the water, and then he woke up.

come over.

He looked at Marin, his eyes full of reverence: "I can't imagine your power, Your Highness."

Marin smiled and nodded - he understood that in the case of a murder in which the scene was destroyed twice, it would be impossible for ordinary magicians to trace back to the scene of the murder, but Marin accurately located the place before the murder occurred.

It means that Marin's control over the technique has reached its peak.

"I now suspect that the first group of people were hired. Mr. person in charge, you can confirm their identities."

"Okay, they are members of the nearby debt collection guild. I have sent people to find them." The person in charge added here: "Our people have brought the latest riot control machines."

It seems there is some uncertainty as to whether we can invite them over.

But Marin had already heard the footsteps outside. When he turned around, he saw several strong men who had been beaten with bruises and swollen faces.

"What kind of riot control machine did you bring?" Marin was a little curious.

"The armored Awakener, the latest good helper of the new Hangzhou patrol police." After the person in charge said that, Marin saw Conn peeking out of the door.

Good guy, Marin heard before that this kid found a job, and it turned out that he got into the police force... Well, at least he didn't go the wrong way.

Marin waved, and Conn walked in awkwardly: "Mentor."

"Well, do it well." Ma Lin felt that the boy thought his mentor would scold him, but Marin's "Do it well" made the boy overjoyed.

After waving his hand and letting the boy go away with the police detective who delivered the drinks, Marin looked at the strong man in the lead - this boy was the biggest and looked very strong, so he seemed to have received the most severe beating.

It's as swollen as a pig's head.

"What do you want to do with him?"

"What?" The man heard Marin's words, but his swollen eyes that couldn't be opened seemed to fail to capture Marin's presence. This made Mrs. Li burst into laughter, and Mrs. Meng shook her head with a smile.

Shake his head.

Qian Xianzhe turned around and called the doctor, but Ma Lin stopped Qian Xianzhe, then jumped up and gave the man a scratch on his ear.

"Who hit me!" The man jumped up, and the next second he belatedly touched his face. Only then did the man who was seriously injured by Marin's treatment and his whole head renovated notice Marin.

"Let me ask you, what do you want to do with him?" Marin pointed to Huang Mao, who was sitting on the chair behind him.

"Who are you?" the strong man asked without eyesight.

Then a halfling behind him pushed him away, struggled to come to the horse's head with a broken leg, knelt down and began to kiss Marin's leather shoes.

Marin gave him a kick and kicked the halfling away, and he jumped up and received Marin's treatment. When the halfling with a broken leg regenerated stood up, he held up Marin's hand and wanted to kiss the ring on Marin's hand.

.

"Kiss me again and I will twist your head out of your body." Marin took the trouble and began to threaten with words - if this halfling still didn't understand what a threat was, then Marin could only turn the threat into

Reality.

But it seems that the halfling understands what an empty threat is and what a fatal warning is. As soon as he got up, he slapped himself twice: "Your Highness Marin, we received a job today, and we came to this house.

I wanted a debt, so I asked Bald Qiangzi to bring someone here. I thought I was just threatening a mixed-race guy to pay back the money, but I didn't expect that this guy turned out to be a transcendent. We were no match, so we had no choice but to run away."

Well, I wasn't lying. Then Marin's expression softened a little and he nodded to Qian Xianzhe.

Qian Xianzhe obviously understood this better than Marin. He took over the conversation: "Since someone hired you, you should also have a contract signed by him. Where is the contract?"

"The contract is here, but the words on it are missing!" The halfling said and took out the contract.

Marin nodded - still not lying.

Qian Xianzhe took the contract and looked at it using several visual plug-ins: "Are you sure this is what he signed?"

"Yes, because he said that as long as we get the money back, we will split it half and half, so I put this thing in my breast pocket as soon as I signed it."

The halfling was very sure and showed no signs of lying, so Qian Xianzhe took the contract and held it up to the lamp: "There are indeed traces of a signature, but the handwriting is missing. Is it possible that ink was used that will fade quickly?"

"It's possible, but I think it's more likely that he was deceived by the spell. Don't be nervous, I'll check it for you." After finishing speaking, Marin patted the halfling's head with his hand.

The halfling's recent memory is indeed fragmented, which is what it looks like after being interfered with. Marin nodded and finally ruled out their suspicions - these guys are just knives deceived by others at best, not to mention they have no

If someone can be killed, in the end the murderer behind the scenes has to take action himself.

It's really amazing to see it this way. Marin asked people to take them away - they were beaten and frightened, and there was no compensation. In fact, these guys didn't dare to say anything about compensation. After all, they could return to Hangzhou intact.

When it came out of the hands of the police detectives, this was already a very remarkable situation.

"It seems that the murderer is a veteran. He knows that this can destroy the backtracking spell to the greatest extent and make it impossible for people to track him." Qian Xianzhe frowned when he said this: "He is a troublemaker. As far as I know, like this

They are veterans, and they only have the best skills in several big guilds, but we can’t catch them, after all, none of them have reported the extraordinary sequence of Gray Mist Walker.”

Gray Mist Walker? This is the southern Thai name for Ashbringer.

Marin thought of this and frowned at the same time: "Speaking of which, since they are a debt collection guild, they should know whether this guy really owes someone money, right?"

"Well, it is true that this kid owes a lot of money. According to intelligence, he recently spent a lot of money to be promoted to Sequence Six. However, he was successfully promoted to Sequence Six, so no one took these arrears seriously. After all, he became

Sequence six means that he has become an extraordinary person with good force value. Such an extraordinary person can just do some work to repay the money, so the guy told the people of the debt collection guild that the guy was locked up front and back.

I owe almost 300,000 Tynan Union coins."

"Three hundred thousand, half of my family is only worth three hundred thousand. It's true that people are worth more than money. I can believe such a lie." Old Mrs. Li complained.

Mrs. Meng shook her head: "Old man Li, not every child in the west district of the city knows the meaning of the words "birds die for food."

And Marin thought for a while: "How many people have the Gray Mist Walker sequence?"

"Very rare. This is actually an aberrant sequence. Only sequence mutation can give you a chance to obtain it, and it cannot be inherited." Qian Xianzhe replied quickly.

Good guy, it looks like a real trouble.

Out of inertia, Marin checked the man again and found that he was indeed contaminated with a large amount of chaotic energy.

There are three possibilities. First, this man is a believer and is receiving the so-called blessing from the true god. He is in a critical period of either becoming a demon or turning into an egg.

Second, the guy who killed this man was a Chaos believer and had received a blessing from the true god. Considering that he could also possess extraordinary abilities, this blessing was very successful. It did not turn into a chaos egg, nor did it lose its mind. Of course

This possibility is very small.

Third, the last possibility - this man also got it from bed.

This guy hasn't been dead for long. Do you want to search him?

After thinking for a while, considering that the other person was a male, Marin finally looked at the person in charge: "Mr. person in charge, I don't know your name yet."

"My surname is Chaimen, Chamon Goro." At this point, he seemed to notice Marin's curious eyes. The person in charge smiled and explained: "My father's surname is Chai, from southern Tainan, and my mother is from Shidao, and her surname is Nagato."

, so they gave me a compound surname."

Oh, with a compound surname like Dongfang Ximen Nangong Beitang, Ma Lin nodded: "Your father is quite interesting."

"Yes, his father was a famous legendary adventurer back then, and this boy was born after he retired." Qian Xianzhe introduced with a smile.

In this case, Marin is even more relieved. This is one of his own: "Mr. Chaimen, I have a task for you. I will try my best to review his memory in the past few days. Can you help me confirm that he has followed

Who are you close to? After all, you are from New Hangzhou. Even if you don’t know each other, you can better let the painter draw figures."

"No problem! Your Highness! Just leave it to me!" Chaimen patted his chest, indicating that there was no problem at all.
To be continued...