Chapter 32
Lin Fan’s family, No. 13, 10th Street, District 3.
Wang Pojun stood in the yard with his hands behind his back, frowning, and Wang Yanran stood aside without saying a word.
Mr. Yao led the soldiers to work hard in the house, collecting all suspicious clues while dealing with the bodies in the house.
Suddenly, a soldier captain ran to Wang Pojun quickly: "City lord, I found out that there were two people living in this house. One was Lin Fan, male, 17 years old, and the other was Murphy, female, 18 years old. Here is their photo."
Wang Pojun took a square tablet from the soldier captain and looked carefully at the two upper body photos on the screen. The simple information of Lin Fan and Murphy was written below.
Wang Yanran hurriedly approached and took a look, then moved away from her eyes.
She didn't recognize that Long Aotian was Lin Fan.
The photos on the tablet were taken during a census three years ago. Lin Fan was dark and slim at the time and had a layer of gray on his face. If Wang Yanran could recognize Lin Fan from this photo, it would be a real ghost.
At this time, Mr. Yao walked out of the house:
"City Lord, I have carefully checked it. There are two fatal injuries on Wang Teng's body, one is the crossbow arrow piercing through the neck, and the other is the sharp weapon in his heart. Moreover, there is a bouquet of flowers in the room, which I guess was picked on the way Wang Teng came.
The other thirteen corpses were all male, one of which was Lai Fu, and the other twelve soldiers confirmed that they were gangsters from a gang in the outer city. The boss of the gang shouted Li Ang and died here.
The hot weapon on Lai Fu's body disappeared, and the dagger on Wang Teng's body disappeared. There were signs of gunfighting at the door of the house, and all the money on the body was also searched..."
Mr. Yao told the clues he collected one by one. Wang Pojun listened quietly. When Mr. Yao finished speaking, he had already figured out a lot of information.
——Wang Teng seemed to have fallen in love with the girl named Murphy and came here to find her. But for some reason, the few people had a breakup. Wang Teng and Lai Fu were killed, while Lin Fan and Murphy were not dead. After they killed people, they searched for money and weapons and ran away.
As for why so many gangsters die here... Wang Pojun cannot guess at the lack of clues for the time being.
He said coldly to the captain of the soldier standing by, waiting for the appointment: "Continue to investigate, find out to the end. Lin Fan and Murphy are going to see people alive and die, and they will see the corpse."
...
At this moment, Murphy had no idea where to go with the bandits, and Lin Fan was far away from the sky and was close to him.
He was lying on a roof not far away.
Botong pulled Lin Fan and pointed at the lively yard of Lin Fan's family: "Look, is it lively? The tallest man is the lord of Pojun City, named Wang Pojun. He just shouted that he wanted to cut you into pieces. It seems that you have killed an amazing inner city man. By the way, do you know who you are killing?"
"I only know that his name is Wang Teng, and he also brought a irritable servant, and no one else knows."
Lin Fan looked aching. He couldn't understand why Broadcom insisted on bringing him here to watch the fun. Is it very enjoyable to eat melons on the spot?
If Wang Pojun discovers it, it will be troublesome.
But Broadcom was enjoyable and seemed to have no intention of leaving for a while.
Lin Fan had to find a reason to urge: "Mr. Botong, the rat tide is not over yet. Maybe it will explode again in a while. Why not let's leave here quickly while it's still early, and then change later."
"Don't worry, I want to know what the dead person is. I want to figure out why Wang Pojun is so angry."
Broadcom waved his hand, "Also, what kind of rat tide is this? It's almost the same as a rat! Just this little rat, how come it looks like a tide?! Don't worry."
Botong has seen a larger and more terrifying beast tide in the wilderness, and the number of wild beasts is really tide. Compared with that kind of beast tide, the rat chaos in Pojun City is really like playing houses and having fun.
Lin Fan naturally saw a bigger beast tide. He understood that Broadcom did not lie - but the system called this thing a rat tide. Lin Fan and other players had long called it smooth and were too lazy to change it.
Anyway, there are big and small tides.
Botong ate the melon for a while, and when he saw Lin Fan not talking, he looked restless and smiled and comforted: "You really don't have to worry.
You don’t know that this type of rat chaos is led by the F-level rat king. The only F-level rat king has been killed by me in front of you. Other ordinary mutant rats will definitely not be able to become a climate. In a while, it will be almost wiped out by the soldiers of the consortium.”
Lin Fan rolled his eyes secretly, of course he knew about the Rat King as well.
However, Lin Fan had already encountered two F-level rat kings alone, so this rat wave is definitely not simple!
However, Lin Fan chose not to say it, because after he said it, he would explain a series of problems to Broadcom. For example, when and where did he meet another Rat King? How did he escape?
It's just a matter of causing trouble.
In fact, Lin Fan was not worried about the rat tide. Even if the rat tide changed from F to E or even D, he felt that Tongbo could still take him out safely.
Lin Fan was actually worried about Wang Pojun's strength - he was afraid that Botong would not be able to defeat Wang Pojun, so it would be bad if Wang Pojun discovered them.
Seeing that Botong didn't realize what he was worried about, Lin Fan simply asked directly: "What is Wang Pojun's strength? Are you as powerful as you?"
Broadcom is very smart. He instantly understood what Lin Fan really meant, and was surprised: This boy from the outer city who had never seen the world was indeed spiritual, and he even knew to touch him indirectly!
Broadcom immediately admired Lin Fan more, but when he thought that such a person could not be abducted as a son... Bah, he was a little disappointed as an apprentice.
The disappointment that Botong showed was misunderstood by Lin Fan. Lin Fan lowered his voice and said in shock: "What? Can't you beat him? Who gives you the confidence to lie here? If we lie here and watch the show, aren't we looking for death? I beg you, Mr. Broadcom, let's go quickly!"
Botong laughed silently, and then said in a pretentious tone: "Wang Pojun, he has just entered the advanced warrior of the earth, not bad. But it's not as good as me, I can easily beat him ten of them."
Lin Fan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced at Botong - if you have nothing to do, you can breathe a lot! It would be scary to know if it would be.
But the next moment, Lin Fan realized something was wrong: he felt that Wang Pojun was a little too weak.
Lin Fan remembers that when "Rise of Wasteland" was just publicly beta, it was like Pojun City, with a total of about 200,000 people in the inner and outer cities. The city lords are generally junior sky warriors, and the weakest is the peak earth warrior who has been immersed in the advanced earth warriors for four or five years.
In this way, Wang Pojun seems a little unworthy as the lord of Pojun City.
But Lin Fan cannot ask this question directly, because logically speaking, Lin Fan, a "real foreigner" should not know so many high-end things.
So Lin Fan pretended to be at the attendance and learned to ask questions: "How do you divide the strength of a warrior? How do you divide the strength of a monster? I'm very curious, can you tell me?"
Broadcom did not refuse, and Balabala told Lin Fan a lot.
After hearing this, Lin Fan raised his question at the right time: "You said that Wang Pojun has just entered a high-level warrior. Will the E-level monsters in the corresponding beasts be a little weak... Such a big city, so dangerous in the wilderness, and so many monsters, can he defend it?"
Broadcom immediately glared at Lin Fan: "What nonsense? Are you both high-level earth warriors and E-level monsters both cabbages?
In the entire Western Continent, there are less than 5,000 high-level warriors! Although the number of D-level monsters is dozens or even hundreds of times, the Western Continent is vast and has a wealth of resources. Each monster has its own territory and subordinates. They are so tired that they risk their lives to run around the human city.
Therefore, Wang Pojun is more than enough to protect this Pojun city by himself. In fact, this city was built by Wang Pojun for more than 20 years!”
Lin Fan was stunned and a sense of confusion rushed to his forehead.
This is wrong!?
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Chapter completed!