Chapter 651: Paper tiger

Most of the landforms in Hong Kong are mountainous. Although housing is in short supply and many poor people live in mortuaries and cage houses, there is actually a large amount of wasteland vacant. However, due to various reasons, it cannot be developed. The government can only change the wasteland into a country park. Sightseeing fees to subsidize finances. Many newspapers advocate it as the "back garden" of Hong Kong.
But because of the inaccessibility, various country parks have also become a great place to throw corpses. The murderer separated the victim into the wilderness. Some energetic young men and women barbecued in the country parks for barbecues and exchanged hormones. Occasionally, some people won the prize. They were fortunate to be the first witnesses to find the body.
As now Li Yan and Cha Xiaodao.
Jin Longyang's head seemed to have been eaten by wild beasts, and terrible. His body was leaning against the pillars of the gazebo, and the blood sprayed a few meters away, even the temperature had not completely dissipated.
"Come late."
Cha Xiaodao frowned and took off his suit to cover Jin Longyang's upper body.
Li Yan glanced at the scene briefly, and soon noticed that a string of fine blood was dripping on the stones and weeds. Although it was not far away, he lost more than 20 kilometers because of a six distressed ghost. For Li Yan, who killed the initiator, the blood was enough to trace the murderer to the ends of the earth.
"Not far away."
After speaking, Li Yan chased in the direction of blood. Zha Xiaodao did not keep up, but contacted the police. Jin Longyang also had a head and a face. Now he was exposed to the wilderness, and somebody had to collect it.
...
A black motorcycle runs on a mountain road, and the rider wears a helmet, diagonally across a tennis bag, and adds power to the empty road. There seems to be something urgent. Suddenly, the rider's eyes suddenly turned black, and the whole person rose into the air. The motorcycle that lost the driver broke through the railing and fell straight into the mountain stream.
Li Yan threw the opponent on the ground, stepping on his chest, but without waiting for him to interrogate, the other person's body collapsed like a leaky balloon, leaving only a clothing helmet and a bright red rune paper. The huge living person disappeared.
Li Yan picked up the rune papers and examined them carefully.
[Post horses]:
Category: femininity
The runes that have been lost in "The Celestial Destiny" come from the mystical skill Wanhui Renyuan.
No need to eat, drink, and drown, energetic, endless, and made with post horses, only obeying the orders of the mystic masters. However, it is possible to lose mana by the impact of the noble life.
The remaining tennis bag swelled, Li Yan saw the momentum quickly, pulled back, and saw the nylon material burst into a piece of debris. A big white-headed worm flew up from the tennis bag and opened his blood basin. Big mouth biting at Li Yan, no matter his expression, momentum, or even fierce fierceness, it is just like a real tiger, but the joints are a bit stiff.
There was a blue-looking face above the ground.
Li Yan was knocked down by a large insect, holding his head with his hands. He stared at the bloodthirsty bloodthirsty eyes in front of him, and developed a familiar feeling.
[Painting Paper Tiger]:
Category: femininity
Originally, it was only the most common Golden Gate meddling. Burning it to the ancestors could protect the health of the children and grandchildren, but because of the mystery of painting eyes, it became a ferocious soul that could swallow living people.
Uh ~
Li Yan exerted his strength with both hands, the entire tiger's head was sunken inward, and a piece of bamboo broke through the yellow paper skin. This was actually a paper-tied tiger. Immediately following the storm, the paper tiger's eyes also lost their brilliance, and the paper basket was shrunk back into a broken tiger paper with an arm.
Li Yan tossed the paper to the side and picked up the mask on the ground. At this moment, he naturally knew that the murderer who killed Jin Longyang was inseparable from Xue Wenhai of Hanlin Cold Chain. But I was a little puzzled. Jin Boqing was dead. The eye-painting technique has been lost, but where did this paper-pigmented tiger come from?

"Death!"
Qian Wu blurted out.
"Uncle Wu, you speak slowly."
Li Cha and Qian Wu sat opposite each other.
After returning from Da Mao Shan, Li Yan contacted Qian Wu as soon as possible, but the phone number left by Qian Wu was a local funeral home. The two simply came to the funeral home to find him.
"Yin Wuxian sees you, Haixu doesn't see Yin, and Xie sees Shen. Shen Zichen sees Hai. The death gods are often deep in the city and well-thought-out. They can hit the offspring and ruin their ancestors. Robbed in the Five Elements, such as a hundred-footed insect, dead but not stiff, folks have many corpses, the legend of zombies, is because the deceased hits the of death. Jiang Sihai must have known that Jin Boqing was the of death, he As a man of all kinds, he was completely stricken by the of death, and it is entirely possible to make his body into a walking corpse that only obeys his orders. "
Li Yanpi smiled and said without a smile: "Uncle Wu, your brother is really doing bad things. He just has sores on his head and has pus under his feet."
Jin Longhai Jin Longyang's two brothers died tragically, Jin Lu Jinzhong was admitted to the hospital, and the entire Kinmen was almost extinct. Qian Wu said it was true that the of death had ruined his ancestors.
Qian Wu made him say a blush. He lowered his head and thought for a while. He also said, "I have heard about Jinmen's arrogance. The truth is that he has done something else for some of the anger and grievances. "
"Uncle Wu, can you find him?"
Cha Xiaodao gave Li Yan a surprised look, but he did not say anything.
"He is a well-known figure and a model for Hong Kong businessmen. It's not difficult to find him, just call his residence."
Qian Wu narrowed his eyes: "It will be difficult to grasp his handle. Once again, the Po Kongdao refrigerator and the Pearl Tower once again, the police could not dig up evidence that could trip him. Until now, only a few have been seized. A small role. Jiang Sihai's hand reaches into the political and business circles, and now it is a sensitive period. No one wants to move him. He is now unable to move, sitting in purple lotus. Otherwise I won't find you. "
Li Yan immediately took out his cell phone and asked Qian Wu: "How much is his company?"
Qian Wu reported a number and Li Yan pressed the key.
"Hello, Hanlin Cold Chain, what can I do for you?"
"You tell Xue Wenhai that Jin Longyang's stuff is here. If you want, ask him to find me at Kowloon Funeral Home at 10 this evening."
"... Sir, what do you call it?"
As soon as Li Yan's eyes turned, he temporarily changed his mouth: "My surname is Yang."
Hang up after talking.
Qian Wu frowned: "What are you going to do? You are fighting against the grass."
"Relax, Uncle Wu. There are no grasses and no snakes in Hong Kong."
Cha Xiaodao also whispered to Li Yan and said, "Mr. Zhao hasn't come yet. Isn't it a big deal? I heard that you killed Chen Zhengcong last time. Mr. Zhao has already given Yu Shiyun a warning.
"I have a sense."
"You have a fart."
Li Yan laughed loudly and said in front of Qian Wu, "Can't you be a law-abiding and good people and chat with Dagang merchants for tea? It's okay."
It was just that he didn't smile again because he saw a familiar figure.
Yang Zichu was in a trendy silver trench coat, and his hair was plasma-hot, and he shrank in the corner. It seemed that he was specifically looking for Li Yan.
"Uncle Wu, wait for me."
Li Yan got up and walked to Yang Zichu.
"What are you doing here for me, am I not asking you to stay by Judy?"
Yang Zichu's face was tangled: "Soothe my lord, I think I need to tell you something about that little mistress, and she went to Chinatown."
"Chinatown? What is Chinatown ..."
Li Yan suddenly closed his lips and asked, "When will it happen?"
"As soon as I left, I immediately came to see you when I heard!"
Yang Zichu immediately showed his strength.
"Good job, you go back first, I'll be there in a while."
Sending Yang Zichu, Li Yan complexly returned to Cha Xiaodao and Qian Wu.
"I need to deal with something urgent immediately, sorry."
At this time, the cell phone in Li Yan's pocket suddenly rang.
"Hello Mr. Yang."
Xue Wenhai was sitting in his office with a steady look: "I'm Xue Wenhai. I heard you want to see me. Is it 10 o'clock tonight? No problem, I'll make an appointment."
"I changed my mind. I have no time to see you now."
Xue Wenhai's face flashed, but he still kept his grace: "Then we change ..."
Beep ~ beep ~
Li Yan has hung up.
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