8mi Chapter 189: Just Missing
Chapter 189: Just Missing
Chapter 189: Just Missing
The "Lucky Wheel" is more powerful than expected; even ordinary bullets produce extremely powerful effects.
I hope to get some extraordinary bullets soon, or maybe I can try making them myself...:
Lu Ze removed the spiritual wall and looked at the huge hole left on the floor, hesitating slightly.
I accidentally lifted someone's floorboards.
As he was pondering how to handle the scene, he suddenly heard two footsteps outside the door, one lighter and one heavier, seemingly belonging to an adult and a child. The footsteps were heading straight for the door, about to enter.
It must be Emily who's back; the other person is probably a police officer.
Lu Ze thought to himself, turning to look at the mess on the ground. There were not only his scattered flesh and blood, but also many bullet casings and a large hole. If the police saw this, it would definitely cause some trouble.
"brush"
With a wave of his hand, the flesh and blood emanating from his body quickly assembled, like making a robe of flesh and blood, creating a red carpet that completely covered the ground.
Just as I finished doing all that, the door was pushed open, and sure enough, it was the landlady Emily, followed by a policeman.
"Miss Emily!"
A cheerful sound came from the kitchen. Lu Ze saw his sister hurrying out. "You didn't come home last night, we were so worried!"
Cecilia did a good job.
Lu Ze mentally praised the officer, then looked at him seriously and asked, "Officer, what happened?"
"She was kidnapped by bad guys, but we rescued her."
The policeman who brought her in said this with an air of arrogance.
They should take all the credit for this.
"Thank you so much..."
Although Lu Ze was inwardly mocking the other person, he outwardly showed a grateful expression and kept thanking them.
"After she disappeared, did anything strange happen?"
The police officer asked, seemingly casually.
"no."
Lu Ze shook his head sincerely, "After we called the police, we've been waiting at home."
"I see..."
The police officer was visibly disappointed. He asked them a few more questions, then turned and left, adding a compliment before he left: "Your carpet is nice, quite pretty."
Made from Kapin's flesh and blood, of course it looks good.
Lu Ze maintained a polite smile until the other person left.
Emily didn't say a word the whole time, she just kept looking at him.
After the police left, she hesitated for a moment, then whispered to Lu Ze, "I know, it was you who saved everyone."
Emily vaguely remembered seeing Luze's face when she was being whipped unconscious. After the river carried her out, she regained consciousness, and the whip marks on her body healed. She had seen Luze easily heal his injuries before, so she was convinced that Luze had saved her.
"You didn't tell anyone, did you?"
Lu Ze neither confirmed nor denied it, but simply asked the question.
"No!"
Emily shook her head vigorously.
She cleverly realized that the police officers, those men in suits, didn't actually care about their own lives; the key points during questioning were all about the people who committed the crime that night.
Not only did they not save him, they also wanted to get clues from him to arrest the person who saved him!
Although Emily was unhappy, she didn't openly resist. Instead, she pretended to be naive, saying she had just been arrested and knew nothing. The police, naturally, weren't very wary of a young girl and released her.
"That's good."
Lu Ze nodded. "We found your schoolbag and put it in your bedroom."
bag?
Emily looked at Luzer, slowly repeated the word, and then an uneasy expression gradually appeared on her face.
"Oh no!"
She said慌张地, turning and running into her bedroom, "I haven't done my homework yet..."
And she didn't get back until morning today, so she skipped all her classes this morning!
"After encountering such an incident, you still have to worry about your classes?"
Watching her retreating figure, Lu Ze shook his head with a sigh.
Inside a room in the Hilton district.
Fors was smoking a cigarette with a filter between his fingers, pondering the beginning of his new book for the seventeenth time, when he heard a noise outside the door. It was his friend returning.
"Why are you back so early today?"
She tapped her cigarette ash and raised her voice to ask.
"Kapin is dead."
Hugh walked into her room and said.
"I already know. That human trafficker deserves to be burned to death a thousand times over in the flames of hell. He deserves to die."
Fors pointed to the newspaper on the table and said, "What's it to you?"
"That guy with the gold mask... he's the guy who sold me the 'Sheriff' formula at Mr. A's party. He just contacted me urgently." Hugh sniffed, not liking the smell of smoke, and went to open the window. "He gave me a task: to investigate who has recently inquired about Capin."
"Um?"
Fors frowned. "That guy... I remember he's part of an organization. What do they want with the person who killed Kapin?"
"have no idea."
Hugh replied, his expression slightly off.
"What's wrong?"
Fors quickly noticed the change in her expression and asked in a low voice.
"The golden mask told me some details about the case. He said the person who killed Kapin had obvious characteristics of the Mystic path..."
The secret path to enlightenment?
Fors paused for a moment, then quickly understood what she meant, and chuckled dryly, "You're guessing that it might have been done by the quack doctor Anderson?"
However, Mr. Anderson is at least a Sequence 6 powerhouse, so it doesn't seem impossible for him to do it...
Inside Earl Hall's luxurious villa in Queens.
Audrey's confinement was nearing its end, and her mother, Countess Hall, became less strict with her, tacitly approving of her inviting friends over for tea parties.
In the warm, exquisite bone china cups, the finest Queen's Black Tea exudes a rich aroma. It is brewed at the perfect temperature by a dedicated tea server and served respectfully and elegantly to each member.
The platinum three-tiered stand is filled with a variety of exquisite desserts, carefully made by the most professional pastry chefs. They are arranged in order of taste, color and texture, making them look beautiful.
For Audrey, it was just an ordinary afternoon tea.
Her aristocratic friends, who had received her invitation, arrived as scheduled, sat around the table, drank tea, chatted, and laughed.
Guided by Audrey, their conversation quickly shifted to the strange case that had occurred the previous night. All eyes turned to a young nobleman present, Cons Rearson, who currently worked for MI9.
"So why does the official report only say 'missing'?"
One of them asked curiously.
Cons Learson briefly recalled the scene from that night, his expression slightly strange.