Urban Invincibility 9 Years

"murderer?"

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Nalan Qingge couldn't help being startled, and cried out.

But soon, Nalan Qingge's expression became a little angry and nervous: "Junior Lin, some things should not be said carelessly, how could Uncle De be a murderer?"

"Because he killed his wife and daughter, it's as simple as that."

"This..." Nalan Qingge was immediately confused, but she couldn't believe that Uncle De, who had always been naive and helpful among the neighbors, would be the murderer that Lin Fan said.

"Impossible, it is absolutely impossible. Brother Lin, do you know that you need evidence to say such a thing."

Just staring at Lin Fan like this, Nalan Qingge's beautiful eyes showed a hint of indignation and warning.

But at this moment Lin Fan smiled indifferently, and casually took out something from his body.

It was a piece of yellow rice paper with a strange rune drawn on it with a Chinese ink brush.

"If senior sister Nalan doesn't believe it, let's try it and find out."

Nalan Qingge's face changed slightly, she stared at the rice paper rune in Lin Fan's hand strangely: "What is this?"

"This is a spell, called the mantra. It was given to me by an old Taoist priest when I was very young. As long as this spell is affixed to someone's body, or mixed with the food and drink that the other party eats, then you ask What, the other party will answer."

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Nalan Qingge suddenly laughed: "Junior Lin, I didn't expect you, a dignified college student, to believe in this kind of witchcraft?"

Apparently, as a good young man in the new era, Nalan Qingge didn't believe Lin Fan's words at all, let alone the mantra in his hand.In Nalan Qingge's view, those are all deceptive things.

"Senior Nalan, whether this is a deceptive voodoo technique or whether it is really effective, we will find out later."

Looking at Lin Fan's calm and confident expression, Nalan Qingge seemed to feel that something precious in his heart was broken.

Looking up again, she even felt that the big boy in front of her was not as perfect as she imagined.

After all, for a person who believes in witchcraft, his values ​​and outlook on life are absolutely different from his own.

After a while of disappointment, Nalan Qingge spoke again, and her address to Lin Fan also changed accordingly, no longer the intimate Lin Xuedi, but directly calling him by his first name.

"Lin Fan, you can give it a try if you don't give up. But if your spell doesn't work, or if you wronged Uncle De, you must sincerely apologize to him."

Nalan Qingge's words already meant alienation, and she even felt that after this incident, she and the big boy in front of her might never have any interaction again.

Lin Fan could clearly see the subtle changes in Nalan Qingge's behavior and language.

But he didn't change his mind because of this, he just said indifferently: "That's natural."

Having lived in this world for so long, Lin Fan has met too many people and experienced too much, which Nalan Qingge cannot compare to.

From that Uncle De's body, Lin Fan felt not only strangeness, but also a murderous aura.

Only those who have really killed people have this kind of aura, and the murderous aura on Uncle De's body is not like the murderous aura on those soldiers who fought on the battlefield. The aura is not grand, but very dark.

Although they only had one face-to-face meeting, Lin Fan knew clearly that Uncle De probably had more than just his wife and daughter's lives.

Just when Nalan Qingge was indignant and felt that he had misjudged Lin Fan, Uncle De's figure appeared in front of them again.

"Okay, draft beer, garlic lobster, you guys eat first, the skewers will be here soon."

Looking at Uncle De who was busy, Nalan Qingge showed a trace of shame on her face. At this moment, she even regretted bringing Lin Fan here.

On the other hand, Lin Fan quietly threw the mantra into the wine bottle filled with cold draft beer.

Soon, something incredible happened to Nalan Qingge before her eyes.

Because the mantra immediately dissipated into the invisible after entering the water, while the Jiuzhanai, which was holding the draft beer, just rolled over twice, and then it seemed that there was nothing, not even a scrap of paper or dregs left.

Obviously this is not in line with the scientific principles that Nalan Qingge has learned since childhood.

After all, even if a piece of rice paper is soaked, there will still be scraps of paper, because the rice paper itself is made of wood pulp, and it is impossible to disappear invisibly.

"Uncle De, don't be so busy, come and have some food together."

Ignoring Nalan Qingge's shock, Lin Fan smiled and waved to Uncle De not far away.

Uncle De looked back. Although he was smiling, Lin Fan saw a hint of danger in his smile.

Not long after, while wiping the sweat from his forehead, Uncle De came over again with a baking tray. Inside the baking tray were big greasy meat skewers, which were heart-warming.

At this moment, Lin Fan had already poured draft beer for Uncle De, picked up a meat skewer, and bit into it without any scruples: "It smells so delicious. Uncle De, don't say that your skills are really incompetent." Let's talk."

"That's not true. Young man, I'm not bragging. My skill is the best in the whole barbecue street."

As he said that, Uncle De picked up the wine glass that Lin Fan handed over, drank it down, and then said with emotion: "It's a pity that my face is too scary, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do their business."

"Uncle De, I just heard senior sister Nalan say that the reason why you became like this is because of an accident two years ago, right?"

Seeing Uncle De drink the draft beer with the mantra, Lin Fan asked with a smile.

And listening to Lin Fan's question, Uncle De actually showed a ferocious smile on his face, which made Nalan Qingge tremble in fright.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle De's gloomy voice spread in the ears of the two: "Quack, young man, you are right, but you are also wrong. The fire two years ago was not an accident, I set it on purpose."

"What? You set fire on purpose?"

Hearing Uncle De's mantra, Nalan Qingge immediately felt apprehensive. Her hand holding the wine glass began to tremble, but she still took a sip involuntarily. She thought it would calm the shock, but she didn't expect that she would become more and more afraid.

"Yes, girl Qing, to tell you the truth, I set the fire myself."

"But, but why did you do this?" Nalan Qingge asked puzzled.

"Why?" Uncle De's ghostly face suddenly distorted: "Because that bitch gave me a cuckold outside, and the daughter I have raised for more than ten years is not my own. Why do you want to do this?"

"You, it was you, you killed Aunt Lantian and Kangkang?" Nalan Qingge pointed at Uncle De with a strange smile, inexplicably horrified.

"Hey, yes, I killed them, and I burned them to ashes, so what?"

Looking at Lin Fan and Nalan Qingge, Uncle De smiled wantonly.

At this moment, Nalan Qingge couldn't sit still anymore. Facing a murderer like Uncle De, Nalan Qingge turned pale, and immediately hid behind Lin Fan and hugged Lin Fan's arm tightly.

"Brother Lin, it turns out that what you said is true. He, he is indeed a murderer. What should we, what should we do now?"

Before Lin Fan could answer, Uncle De who was on the side grabbed the conversation.

"What should I do? Hehe, girl Qing, I really liked you, but it's a pity that you shouldn't have brought this kid here tonight. Now that you know my secret, then I just I can be rude to you."

While talking, Uncle De suddenly pulled out a sharp knife from behind. That knife was originally a knife specially used for removing beef and sheep bones at barbecue stalls, and it was extremely sharp.

"Brother Lin, what should I do, what should I do?" Nalan Qingge was so frightened that she was about to cry.

But Lin Fan unhurriedly picked up the cell phone that he had put on the table and was on the phone: "Hey, Comrade Police, you all heard our conversation just now, hurry up and call the police."

"Brat, how dare you call the police? I'll kill you"

As he spoke, the angry Uncle De stabbed Lin Fan in the chest with the boning knife in his hand.

"Do not"

Nalan Qingge's shrill cry resounded almost simultaneously along the entire Haihe River.