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Volume 19: Black and White Dislocation (11)

When Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong and others rushed back to the headquarters, it was already past eleven o'clock at night. Zhu Mengtian and others had indeed returned. They were talking quietly outside Han Lu's ward, and their expressions were not very good-looking.

Feng Rong walked over and looked at the glass of the ward. Han Lu was lying on the widened bed, his face pale, his huge and ferocious bone wings spread out, with white bandages wrapped around it, and even Han Lu had vague non-human characteristics appearing on Han Lu's body.

"I just had the second operation," Di Bingqiao explained, "He was severely injured and the body protection mechanism would automatically activate, but for some reason, Han Lu refused to change back to his original form when he was in a coma, otherwise his healing speed would be faster."

After all, it is one of Luo Cheng's best experimental products. After quitting the habit of eating raw experimental products, Han Lu became even more invincible. The only dagger in the world that could kill him was hidden in a place only Bai Congqiu knew. Otherwise, according to today's serious injury, the heavy blood loss alone would be enough to leave Han Lu's blood and die. This is also the reason why Vice President Gu was surprised.

Fei Rong was a little confused, "How do I remember that the wings of Han Lu's original shape are similar to those of bats."

"He deliberately changed his form when he was conscious," Di Bingqiao said, "He has a little deforming ability."

Anyway, Luo Cheng directly "gathered the strengths of hundreds of schools" when he was doing the experiment, and Han Lu also had Qin Bianhai's genes in his body.

Zhu Mengtian intended to adjust the atmosphere and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Han Lu, the little brat, still knows how to love beauty."

After all, the bat wings look quite handsome, and the bone wings exposed with the prototype are a bit terrifying. They are murderous and can at least scare a group of children.

Han Lu is actually not very old, and probably doesn’t like her style very much, so she changed her form intentionally or unintentionally.

Thinking of Han Lu's cute little thought, everyone's heavy mood was removed.

However, Yi Ling still stood beside the glass window and looked at Han Lu, with his face full of self-blame.

If he had finished his work in time, he would have sent Han Lu to the lecture... He usually went to pick Han Lu up, so Han Lu went out alone today, and he didn't expect to call others.

When other members of the field team of the General Office looked at him like this, they looked at each other.

They knew that Yiling would do this, but it was hard to persuade him clearly. If it were them, they would definitely have the same idea.

Feng Rong glanced at Yiling, and then signaled everyone to go back to the headquarters office for a meeting first.

Yi Ling was pulled by Zhu Mengtian, suddenly came back to his senses, then looked at Han Lu again, and then followed them away.

E Jingbai had been staying in the office of the general office before. Zhu Mengtian and the others came to the medical team when they came back. He knew that Han Lu was attacked shortly after Feng Rong and the others left. He calmly found a reason to let the assistants with relatively low-level strength get off work together, and told them not to go out tonight, saying that the minister might call them temporarily.

Although there is no evidence, the field team of the General Office still tends to be someone specifically targeting their General Office, so it is better to be careful.

So at this moment, only the assistants on the night shift knew about Han Lu's injury. When they saw people from the field team of the General Office coming in, they even came around to ask about Han Lu's situation.

Lin Yingkong came forward to comfort them a few words, and then the assistants dispersed.

In the small conference room, the field team members of the general office divided into two groups summarized the clues found together and analyzed the correlation.

"The dead knife of that rice paper buyer is very strange. It is not a common weapon for us," Di Bingqiao said thoughtfully. "I originally wanted to come back for a knife comparison, but when you talk about Sui Dao, I think it's quite similar... I'll go to do an experiment later. Sui Dao should be found in the arsenal, right?"

The last question was Ding Youlan, who nodded, "There are genuine products and imitations, and you can apply for borrowing them from there."

Cheng Xiaodai looked at Feng Rong, "If it can be proved that the deceased died in Sui Dao, can we investigate Taozi and Han Lu together?"

"There is a problem," Zhu Meng Tiandao, "The person who puts the bursting talisman on Taozi is not necessarily the one who uses the Sui sword. Since he used the knife and even killed someone himself, why did he suddenly hurt Taozi so tactfully?"

"Maybe it's because there are too many people?" Fei Rong proposed an idea.

Ding Youlan shook her head, "There are also relatively remote places on the route Taozi passed last night. The man who used the Sui sword was very good and could completely attack and escape."

"In other words, it may not be the same person, but the same group of people?" Lin Yingkong turned his gaze on Feng Rong.

Feng Rong pondered: "Why didn't you see anyone wearing black clothes when the incident happened to Taozi?"

Ding Youlan, who had already seen the surveillance along the road, shook her head, "It's too obvious if you dress like that, I will definitely notice it."

In fact, he didn't see anyone putting the burst talisman on Taozi. Perhaps the other party deliberately avoided the surveillance, which was not good news, which showed that the other party's anti-tracking awareness was very clever.

The preliminary investigation of the c11 law enforcement team is basically fine. Zhu Mengtian and others can find it, so Zhu Mengtian and others are all trying to expand the scope to find new clues.

"The deceased died suddenly, but the rice paper was bought a week before his death. Unless the murderer had to spend a week killing him, just for a few pieces of paper, he would definitely be unlucky," Zhu Meng Tiandao, "so we went to check his whereabouts before the accident and found that he happened to attend a calligraphy exchange meeting on the day of his death...Yiling."

Because Yi Ling followed this line, Zhu Mengtian handed him the topic.

Yi Ling was stunned for a moment, then quickly opened his notebook and took a look, and said, "A book club organized an event in the same city of K City. There is a gathering time every month, with irregularities and uncertain numbers. I found a list of people who participated that day, but it was not complete, because many people would bring relatives and friends over there, and there was no strict organizational situation. Several of them exchanged mobile phone numbers with the deceased. They can be sure that the deceased had been there that day, and there was nothing abnormal about the mood. The rice paper and pen and ink she brought could match the paper on Taozi."

"In other words, he was targeted on the road and was killed as soon as he got home?" Cheng Xiaodai analyzed.

"The deceased changed his clothes and took a nap... The murderer might have been waiting for a while?" Lin Yingkong felt it was unreasonable. "Is it possible to be a random murder? It just happened to be a coincidence that there was a pen and ink paper next to him, and the murderer took the lead."

"It's true that this is possible," Fei Rong said, "Didn't the human world police say that recently someone's door lock has been pried and the food has been gone, as if someone is hiding there."

Zhu Mengtian felt speechless, "So the murderer went to spend the night, but when he found someone in the room, he killed the person and took something?"

"The behavior pattern is indeed not right..." Di Bingqiao thought, "Would she be stimulated by something?"

E Jingbai suddenly asked: "Which day is the dead dead?"

Di Bingqiao glanced at his notebook, "No. 2, it was three weeks ago."

E Jingbai's brows frowned suddenly.

Feng Rong asked lightly: "Is there any problem?"
Chapter completed!
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