In the small room, a depressed and mournful cry suddenly came, until the sound of crying loudly...

Under the corner of the outside wall, Wen Shuo had just lit a cigarette. Zhang Jian, who endured the cold and did not stomp his feet to keep warm, clenched his fists from time to time and shook his arms and legs.

Suddenly, when he heard the crying sound, Zhang Jian looked at Wen Shuo in surprise.

Wen Shuo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, this guy Jin Chirui said that the person was hurt. Oh... I just passed by a small restaurant. Let's get a bottle of white wine to warm up and let him come to find it by himself later."

"Then, what if..." Zhang Jian was a little worried - Jin Chirui looked like that, it was too dangerous to face a cruel man who dared to kill.

"Nothing in case."

Wen Shuo turned around and walked towards the distance.

Zhang Jian had no choice but to look suspicious and glad, and couldn't wait to follow him.

It's so cold!

The source of customers is mainly aimed at small restaurants for migrant workers, so naturally there are no high-end wine and food.

Fortunately, Wen Shuo and Zhang Jian were both struggling from the lower class. They were frozen outside for more than an hour. At this time, they could enter a warm and dry restaurant, order a plate of hot green onion, a plate of boiled meat, and a bottle of 56-degree red star Erguotou...

One sip of wine and three sips of food, so comfortable!

When a bottle of wine was over and the dishes on the plate were almost cleaned, Jin Chirui lifted the cotton curtain and walked in.

The small restaurant is not small in size, with seventeen or eighteen tables placed. Jin Chirui glanced at the seats where Wen Shuo and Zhang Jian were sitting, and walked over quickly.

"Chairman." Jin Chirui bowed and whispered.

"Well, are you back? Sit down..." Wen Shuo turned his head and greeted the boss's wife: "Give another bottle of wine, two servings of puffy stomach, and bring more coriander."

"Okay..." the boss lady replied with a smile.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening.

There were no other guests in the hotel except this table. The boss lady was thinking that the two of them would rest early after leaving. She never thought that another person would come to the table and ordered food and wine... she would earn more than ten yuan today.

A small business is just a profit saved up by a few dollars.

"Chairman..." Jin Chirui couldn't wait to report the situation.

Wen Shuo raised his hand and interrupted him, "Let's talk about it later."

"Oh." Jin Chirui had no choice but to agree, but when he was anxious to say something, he was held in his throat, which was very uncomfortable.

Wen Shuo glanced at Jin Chirui and knew that this guy had done it and wanted to take credit.

If it weren't for this, Jin Chirui would definitely be anxious when he came in. How could he pretend to be serious but calm?

The wine and food were served quickly.

Zhang Jian was responsible for pouring wine, and Wen Shuo did not mention Bai Jingzhe's affairs, and chatted about the company all at once.

Jin Chirui blushed quickly.

I don’t know if it’s because of the alcohol, or if I can’t say anything.

Finally, they had enough food and drink, and the three of them left the restaurant with a drink and took a taxi back to the company.

At the door of the company, Wen Shuo said to Zhang Jian who was about to follow in: "You go back first."

"Ah?" Zhang Jian showed a little embarrassment and regret. If he had been, he would have responded without hesitation and turned away. However, he drank a lot of Erguotou tonight, and then he plucked up the courage to say, "Brother Shuo, what's going on?"

"It's not convenient to say." Wen Shuo shook his head.

Zhang Jian shivered in his heart. He realized that his attitude was wrong after drinking just now and talked too much. He quickly bowed, turned around and left.

Wen Shuo sighed lightly and said, "I will notify you if there is a result."

Zhang Jian suddenly turned his head and nodded excitedly: "Thank you Brother Shuo..."

He knew that this was trust!

Wen Shuo waved his hand and asked him to leave, and entered the company with Jin Chirui.

There is no one in the company.

In the office, Wen Shuo sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, frowned and thought, but did not ask Jin Chirui.

Jin Chi Ruiqiang was energetic and suppressed the wine that poured into his mind. He brewed two cups of tea and walked over and put it respectfully on the coffee table. Then he sat down and said, "Master, I judge that Bai Jingzhe will reflect deeply in the past two days and regret..."

"Yes." Wen Shuo nodded, as if he didn't care about the result.

"Master..." Jin Chirui couldn't hold it in, and smiled awkwardly: "Doctor makes a decision privately, and wants him to commit suicide."

"Oh." Wen Shuo responded, as if he was wandering outside the sky.

"After he came out of Dongyun, he committed two major cases. The first time he killed two people in Yanyun and Zhaodu, the second time was not long ago, in the room where he lived, he killed one person and buried it under the building community where he worked."

Wen Shuo, who had just picked up the tea cup, was obviously stagnant and sighed softly.

Jin Chirui continued to report: "I have already hinted that after reflecting on it, before committing suicide due to guilt, he would write a suicide note and explain all the cases he committed."

"Yes." Wen Shuo responded simply again.

"Master..." Jin Chirui finished reporting, but did not receive Wen Shuo's evaluation. After hesitating for a long time, he took advantage of the alcohol and said ummyly: "Master, I, how did I do this time, okay?"

"Hmm?" Wen Shuo was stunned, as if he had just come back to his senses. He then smiled a little apologetically and said, "No, pretty good."

Jin Chirui smiled happily.

Wen Shuo suddenly changed the subject and said, "Have the preparations for going to Zhonghai been completed?"

"It's not possible." Jin Chirui immediately cheered up and said seriously: "Because the publishing house has not been approved, the publishing house did not agree. Several teachers reminded us privately to refer to the textbooks that have been published in society and in the school's professional courses, and find out some of the problems we compiled in the textbooks, and then seek publication."

"If you delay the time for too long, you can print it into the school's internal materials in private instead of publishing books formally. Isn't this possible?" Wen Shuo frowned and said, "Ten thousand years are too long. If we have to seize the day, the development of the school must be accelerated."

"Chairman." Jin Chirui talked about work, and his name for Wen Shuo changed. He said seriously: "As the saying goes, sharpening a knife will not delay chopping wood. Furthermore, if we print it into materials, we may make wedding dresses for others."

Wen Shuo thought for a while and nodded, "Anyway, as soon as possible."

"I must work hard." Jin Chirui said seriously.

Wen Shuo stood up and walked towards the desk, asking casually: "Will you still contact him here?"

"I didn't say it clearly, but he should take the initiative to say goodbye to me before leaving."

"Well, remember to tell me then." Wen Shuo sat behind the desk, opened the drawer and took out a few pieces of paper from it, put it on the table, and said, "Chi Rui, your body is different from that of ordinary people. Although it is considered a gift, the ordinary practice of mysterious methods is not suitable for you and will only be futile. So during this period, I have written some methods of practicing mysterious methods based on your physical condition. You can use it to start meditating luck first. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me for it."

"Ah?" Jin Chirui was stunned, his expression full of incredible ecstasy.

Wen Shuo looked calm and frowned slightly, saying, "What are you stunned? Hurry up and take it back to your residence to rest..."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jin Chirui quickly got up and walked to the table, and his hands were trembling and excitedly picked up the pieces of paper on the table. He then bowed and said with gratitude: "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master, I, I will definitely practice well."

"Don't be too ambitious!" Wen Shuo waved his hand.

"Disciple remembers it in my heart, remember it in my heart! Then, that disciple will leave first..." Jin Chirui couldn't wait.

Wen Shuo waved his hand again.

Jin Chirui turned around and left. After leaving the office, he forgot to close the door.

Wen Shuo was not angry. He could understand how excited Jin Chirui was in his heart at this moment.

In fact, it is not necessary for Jin Chirui to do this. Wen Shuo can kill Bai Jingzhe with the mysterious method, or even torture him to death, or make his life worse than death.

The problem is that it's too troublesome.

Bai Jingzhe, a guy who had killed someone and recovered for a long time, no longer had the fear of killing, but he became even more murderous intent, and he personally formed a strong aura of evil.

This kind of aura can ward off evil spirits and repel mysterious methods.

Therefore, if you want to use the mysterious method to hurt him, you must get the vitality of his qi and blood, that is, blood, and then analyze his birth date, eight characters and five elements from the blood, and then torture him with the mysterious method.

To get his blood, it was nothing more than to beat him up and bring some blood back.

This matter is simple. Wen Shuo took it over and beat Bai Jingzhe up like a playful thing. Or he asked Zhang Jian to lead a few people to disturb trouble, it was also very simple.

Let Zhang Jian lead someone to beat him and bring back some blood...

It looks too weird.

If you hit Bai Jingzhe yourself, you may be filed by the police, or you may encounter many witnesses, or you may be called for help, or you may be like Bai Jingzhe.

This is the capital.

After beating Bai Jingzhe, Bai Jingzhe died a few days later...

Then fat people may be in trouble.

Of course there is another choice. Fatty can spend any money, spend their hard work, time, money, and risk to bear the natural world, especially the glorious pressure of the capital, lay out a huge magic array and directly use the mysterious method to kill Bai Jingzhe.

But the cost is too high.

For a Bai Jingzhe...

not worth!

The fat man has always been stingy, how could he suffer such a big loss?

He felt that his life was too valuable.

Therefore, letting Jin Chirui do this can save too much trouble, and secondly, it can also test Jin Chirui's ability and character through this matter.

It has nothing to do with whether it is vicious or not.

But it mainly depends on whether he has a strong and strong heart.

Three days later.

Heavy snow in the capital.

It was past five o'clock in the evening.

Wen Shuo led Zhang Jian, who was a little puzzled, to the community where Bai Jingzhe worked. Under the nearest overpass on the Fourth Ring Road, he stood on the sidewalk on the auxiliary road.

At this moment, the sky was dark and heavy snow was flying.
Chapter completed!