Chen Zhao felt that with his own team, he should be able to take Rowling with him for one night.

Wait until tomorrow, you can pat your butt and then leave it alone.

As for how Rowling wants to go on in the future.

It has nothing to do with me.

But things went against my wishes.

Chen Zhao wanted to spend a quiet and peaceful evening peacefully.

But someone doesn't want to.

The elevator suddenly opened.

The person who came out of the elevator was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, Chen Zhao and Luo Lin were sitting at the elevator door.

Just awkward look at each other.

The middle-aged man wearing a yellow Taoist robe came out of the elevator.

This man's yellow Taoist robe looks very much like the Taoist robe worn by those martyrs in the Hong Kong movies in the early 1990s.

A small beard at the corner of his mouth made him look even more cunning.

The Taoist priest's first reaction when he saw Chen Zhao and Luo Lin was to take out his peach wood sword.

As he said that, he had to cast a spell on both of them.

"If you dare to use a spell, I will stuff your head into the toilet!" Chen Zhao started chatting in secret and said to the Taoist priest with a voice transmission.

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, widened his eyes, and looked at Chen Zhao in shock.

In an instant, cold sweat came out!

Sound transmission spells are not something everyone can do.

It is basically a abilities that only high-end monks have.

And the man in front of him is obviously a high-end monk.

After contacting Chen Zhao's fierce light of devouring people.

The Taoist priest's body was frozen in place, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

The Taoist priest wanted to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, Rowling suddenly drew her gun and pointed it at the Taoist priest.

"Don't move, raise your hand."

The Taoist priest glanced at Chen Zhao, and then could only raise his hand helplessly.

He is a third- and fourth-rate Taoist monk.

He can't stop the bullets.

Moreover, Taoist monks are not good at fighting.

Especially firearms against ordinary people are not their strengths.

Of course, if under normal circumstances.

At this distance of less than two meters.

He had a perfect way to subdue Rowling before she could draw her gun.

But now Chen Zhao is standing beside Rowling.

He didn't dare to move at all.

Just because Chen Zhao was able to transmit voice and even spoke such a threat.

This is enough to show that Chen Zhao's strength must be higher than his half-baked one.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding...I am my own person." The Taoist priest quickly raised his hands and said.

"Who is your own person with you?" Rowling said coldly: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

In fact, Rowling has regarded this as a suspect.

According to the plot she made up for herself.

That is an evil Taoist priest who wants to use any evil spells.

And Yu Keming was killed by the evil Taoist priest in front of him.

Then, Yu Keming's body was used to arrange the evil and disgusting scene.

As a result, I happened to be caught by myself now.

"I also have a comrade-comrade-comrade-command friend. This time I was entrusted by him to come and see the situation." The Taoist priest said quickly.

"Police friend?" Rowling frowned.

She did not accept the Taoist priest's explanation immediately, and still pointed the gun at the Taoist priest.

"What is your police friend's name? Which area is responsible for? What is the police number?" Rowling smashed several questions one after another.

"It's this one, called Wang Ze."

"Captain?" Rowling's face showed a look of surprise, but the words did not completely dispel her suspicion.

"Look at him." Rowling held a gun in one hand and took out the phone in the other.

"Captain, I met a sneaky Taoist priest who said he was entrusted by you. Is this the case?"

"Did you meet that old liar?"

"Old liar? What's going on? He's a liar?"

"It's our area where we set up a fortune teller on Hualin Road. A few years ago, the urban management broke up the stall. Then when I passed by, I kicked the urban management officer. The old liar left me a business card and said that if I need it, I can find him. I have solved some things for me over the years."

"He really knows spells?"

"I don't know if he can spell it, but this old liar still has a way."

The old liar looked at Rowling: "How is it, I didn't lie to you, have you?"

Rowling then put down the gun.

Although there are still some doubts, at least I no longer regard the old liar as the target of doubt.

Not trusting the old liar.

But trust in your captain.

"Why are you here?"

"Captain Wang Ze said that I would look at it here. Maybe I can find some clues here and help him solve the case."

Rowling didn't expect that his captain kept saying, "Should not believe in any strange powers and magic."

As a result, I actually invited a warlock to come here to check the situation.

"Why did you take out the peach wood sword when you saw us just now?"

"I thought you were dirty."

Rowling's face turned dark.

The old liar looked at Chen Zhao carefully again.

He found that Chen Zhao was always looking at him with a smile.

This kind of eyes makes people feel uncomfortable.

A smile-faced tiger! The old liar said silently in his heart.

"You are the dirty thing!" Rowling said angrily.

"Yes, yes, I'm a dirty thing, okay." The old liar has been in the world for decades and has long been in a state of honor and disgrace.

Rowling's words of anger were not even tickling for him.

"Can you really see any spells or something?" Rowling asked in a serious tone again.

The old liar looked at Chen Zhao and thought to himself, isn't this by your side okay?

Do you have to work hard on me?

The old liar doesn't care about being driven by a police comrade.

Because the other party is an ordinary person, he can find a little superiority as a monk.

But pretend to be a big shot in front of a master.

That would be a little unstoppable.

It would be fine if you install it more stably.

If it's a little out of place.
To be continued...