I Have a Wolf Sword Saint System

　　 "I really don't know anything except these, censorship, I'm just a servant in charge of running errands, and I don't know anything about confidentiality."

　　 The person being interrogated was the young man who was knocked unconscious and left in the corner by Qiao Jiang. After being found by the prosecutor at that time, he was thrown into the car, so he was not found by Liang Quanchen.

　　 The interrogation room is a family room, because this place does not belong to their inspection bureau, so I rented such a suite to serve as a temporary inspection bureau.

　　 Don’t worry about being remembered, because people who are interrogated are usually knocked out and thrown away.

"Don't be afraid, now your headquarters has been burned clean, you have nowhere to go, and depending on your ability, we will not do anything to you, as long as you can guarantee everything you say Authenticity."

　　 A prosecutor said "gentle and happy".

　　 "Really true! What I said is true!"

　　 The young man hurriedly responded.

　　 "As he said, there is nothing critical except this so-called seriously injured member who has just returned."

　　 The prosecutor who made the record didn't bother to open the audio and video recordings. Looking at the transcript in his hand, he drew a circle around a sentence.

　　 "Xiao Xiao, show him the bandage we found near Zeng Yinli."

　　 The female prosecutor who was scared by Langren uncovered an enclosed transparent bag from a pile of material evidence, which contained a red-dyed bandage.

　　 The youth looked at the bandage and nodded repeatedly.

　　 "Yes, the wounded has bandages all over his body, even his face, with blood oozing on it."

　　 "It is the blood of birds."

　　 the prosecutor said.

　　 "The wheelchair was there at the time, but no one was sitting on it, and we didn't find anyone who matched his description in all the corpses."

　　 "So that he is lying to us? But it doesn't make sense? Does he have to deceive us now?"

　　 The young man looked panicked and nodded repeatedly after hearing these words.

　　 "Then it can be suspected that this seriously injured crew member is the second person."

"If he is the second person, he is only a C-level ability player? Can two C-level ability players besiege a B-level ability player with both offensive and defensive capabilities? I don't think it can be done. This is common sense. ."

　　 "What about the sneak attack? Okay, when I didn't ask."

　　 The prosecutors’ discussions were full of enthusiasm. Mo Ting lit a cigarette and inhaled paralyzed, not participating in their discussion, but he was listening to everyone.

　　 buzzing—

　　 Xiao Xiao's watch vibrated, and he checked that the signature on it was the landlord.

　　 She was stunned, thinking of the kind old lady who owns a three-story apartment building in the suburbs. She didn't know what she was communicating with herself.

　　 The other rooms in the trot are connected to the communication.

　　 "Miss Xiao, are you asleep? I bother you so late."

　　 "I haven't slept yet, what can you do?"

"Oh, it's like this. There was a short-term tenant in the room next to you, but when I just watched the corridor monitoring, I found that there was a pattern on his face. You also know that people like this are not there. Young, I just remembered that he was from your little girl's house next door, so I called to explain to you, and be careful when entering and leaving."

　　 Xiao Xiao was a little flattered, and after quickly thanking the old lady, she hung up the communication with a few greetings.

　　 Although she is actually not dangerous, because these colleagues, including Mo Ting, all of them live there, but the people's care is true.

　　 "Is that so? It's like a silly smile?"

　　 As soon as she entered the door, she was mocked by her colleagues.

　　 "You are so naive! The landlord called my little girl to go out and be careful. There may be a pervert next door."

　　 When she finished speaking, she found that the air had changed smell, something was wrong.

　　 Everyone looked at Mo Ting who was smoking.

　　Because Mo Ting lives next door to her.

　　 "It's not that it's not Lord Mo, the landlord is talking about the new short-term tenant on the other side."

　　 "Short-term rental? What did the old lady say?"

　　 Mo Ting re-smoked, and did not care about these verbal errors with his younger generation.

　　 "The old lady said that there was a pattern on the face in that room, and she told me to be careful when going out."

　　Patterned?

　　 After listening, several prosecutors looked at each other, and finally looked at Mo Ting.

　　 Mo Ting shook his head.

"Have you forgotten? The purpose of our visit this time is to find the organization that moved the Yaji Company. We don’t care about the fugitives for the time being. If he keeps himself in peace these days, we will keep one eye open, especially It's you, Yi Xiao, no one will be allowed to follow the murderer in the future."

　　 At the same time, our Shrimp Rice classmates just finished eating and slowly took a pot of instant noodles.

　　 Qiao Jiang watched Langren put down the basin in a complicated mood, and tried hard to roll up a roll of noodles with a fork to eat.

　　 "Why are you using characteristics so that your recovery ability can be so fast?"

　　 He asked unwillingly, but Langren didn't know what to answer.

　　 Qiao Jiang just complained, and things like power traits are completely random and hereditary, so he didn't expect Langren to answer him.

　　 "It's **** good that we have the foresight. We have found a place to store food in advance, otherwise where can we eat in the suburbs in the middle of the night."

　　 Langren picked up a 2L bottle of milk and drank it to supplement a little nutrition.

　　 "Have you ever thought about what if we can't get out of the yard?" Qiao Jiang was a little curious why this man was so confident that he bought a lot of hunger stuff here.

　　 "I thought about it, otherwise, why would I just choose a two-day short-term rental here..."

　　 Langren narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, his voice gradually weakened, and he fell into a deep sleep quickly and decisively.

　　 "I think you want to lie to me to renew the lease..."

　　 Qiao Jiang retorted, and he raised his head and fell asleep.

　　 After a while, two snoring sounds with different rhythms sounded in the room.

　　 After some time, the doorbell rang.

　　 It was still pitch black outside the window ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ cold midnight, the doorbell seemed very crisp in the not quiet room.

　　 The doorbell rang once, twice.

　　 But no one came to open the door.

　　 then fell silent.

　　 "Is anyone here?"

　　 The people outside the door whispered.

　　 "It shouldn't be, the old lady said people are back."

　　 "Is it asleep?"

　　 "How could it be possible that normal people should have been woken up after the doorbell has rang for so long."

　　 "Maybe you are out again?"

　　 "Let me listen."

　　 A prosecutor pressed one hand on the door and felt for a while, his face changed slightly.

"its not right..."

"what happened?"

　　 The prosecutor organized a language.

　　 "The people inside did fall asleep, and they slept very hard, but... there are two people inside, according to the vibration frequency of the snoring, two men."

　　 "Two people? They slept very hard? Are they going to sleep too much? You tricked us into ringing the doorbell for so long."

　　 "Who lied to you, it's obviously that you are going to talk about catching turtles in the urn. Now a group of people are ringing the doorbell of others here in the middle of the night."

　　 Blue veins appeared on Yi Xiao's forehead, wondering how he would listen to their ghost ideas and be bait at this door.

　　 Obviously, I will be at work at dawn in five hours, and my game hasn’t come online to claim rewards.

　　 She angrily stomped her feet when she thought of this, and regardless of these two people, she went back to the room by herself.

　　 Several other prosecutors also reluctantly returned to the room when they saw this.

　　 The two people who were sleeping in the room didn't even know that they had just escaped. You must know that the centipede pattern on Langren's face had not had time to wash off.

　　 I slept well this time.