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"Bang dang! Bang dang!" The

train sped in the slanting sun, and before I knew it, the sun was about to set, the sky had cleared, and a small number of dark clouds were scattered and floating above the sky.

From afar, it looks like the shadow of a city is slowly rising in the horizon, standing at the end of the dim sky.

The lonely mountains on both sides faded away, and the terrain in front of them flattened, and behind the train, there was still a dark tunnel, like some kind of sleeping beast.

In the carriage, Shen Cong looked at the uncle sitting in the ninth row, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper: "He still has an accomplice, right, uncle!" Everyone

was stunned, originally thought it was just a murderous deed, but they didn't expect that two people were involved. To be honest, they also began to wonder if this was a money-seeking attempt.

It's just a gold bracelet, do you need to take such a big risk?"

"The old man doesn't know what you're talking about!" The uncle didn't know when he was already sober, and his eyes looking at Shen Cong were full of yin owls, which made the other passengers shiver and look away.

"Controller!"

"What do you mean?" When Shen Cong said these three words, the uncle's eyes became more and more gloomy, and there was a faint flicker of fierceness.

Being stared at like this, Shen Cong felt a little uneasy, as if facing a beast that was about to go berserk, so he simply dragged the confused Wu Ming out again.

After the palpitations disappeared, Shen Cong's voice came from behind Wu Ming......

"What if this murderer is already dead, although it is him who committed the murder, it is not exactly him, but you, the puppeteer who manipulates the corpse!"

After finishing speaking, for some reason, the middle-aged man who was originally quiet suddenly fluttered, and a net-like electric current appeared on him, rattling, and the muscles of his body were spasming, but the other party didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and still stared at Shen Cong coldly.

This scene was naturally seen by others, and even the flight attendants frowned, feeling that the other party really didn't look like a living person.

"Hehe......" The old man smiled when he heard this, his face did not show the slightest nervousness, and he slowly spoke: "Although I don't understand what you are saying, ...... I'm still curious, why are you so sure I'm ...... Puppeteer.

"Because he must have lost some vital organ, like the brain or the heart. And if you want to control him, you have to carry his organs on your body. Shen Cong hid behind Wu Ming, who had a black face, and explained: "Although you cover it up well, the smell of rotten organs on your body can't be hidden. "

You might as well gamble, just bet that the important organ is not on you, if not, I am willing to bear the consequences for what I say!" Shen Cong said categorically.

At this time, the passengers were shocked, staring wide-eyed, not knowing what to say or whether to believe it.

Because this is the first time they have heard of this unbelievable ability, can a person stand up without a heart or brain?

The carriage suddenly fell silent, and only the occasional sound of swallowing saliva could be heard, not from the passengers, but from Wu Ming.

He was almost scared to death now, and his heart was pounding.

Only by facing this old man can he feel the terrifying pressure, and the fishy wind hitting his young heart again and again, the old man is full of chills, and his aura is like ice crystals born from the old man's body, crawling all over the carriage.

But the aura did not spread behind him, as if there was a transparent wall, forcibly preventing the ice crystals from spreading.

Except for Wu Ming, no one else noticed these phenomena, but they just felt that the temperature in the carriage seemed to be colder than just now.

"Hehe......" The old man smiled and stood up, "I didn't expect that there would be a master like you in this carriage, but I don't know if it's friend or foe?"

Wu

Ming quietly glanced at the literary young man who was still reading at the end, and swallowed the saliva secreted in his mouth again.

"That's it!" Unexpectedly, the old man didn't make any dangerous moves, looked at

Wu Ming deeply and said: "Little baby, your name is Wu Ming, I remember you, I did it!" Wu Ming: ???

"What Wu Ming, my name is ......

!" Before Wu Ming could speak, Shen Cong hurriedly covered his mouth and said again: "Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet!"

"The train light is malfunctioning, the conductor is talking, and the murder is indispensable, and it can be inferred that this was a premeditated vendetta, so ...... You're not alone!" Shen Cong said sharply, but he couldn't see his people.

"Woo woo......!" Sensing the old man's increasingly dangerous gaze, Wu Ming's sorrow came from it.

Grandpa is so right, this society is too dangerous, just rely on my little cleverness to want to go out, if I don't lose the company to the bottom, even if Grandpa Yang's ancestral grave is gone!

No, I still sold the company and took a few hundred million to go to the chic ......

Wu Ming thought secretly.

"Little baby, I already admit that I did it, what do you want?" said the old man, slowly taking out a heart.

The heart was gray-black, like a peach that had lost its nutrients and moisture, but there were a large number of wires wound around the outside of the heart, and countless flashing halo lights were constantly flickering and flickering, and it was tightly held in the old man's hand, but it suddenly beat strangely.

At the same time, as if there was some kind of mysterious involvement, the middle-aged man on the ground also suddenly twitched. caused everyone to retreat.

It seems that this is the method used by the old man to manipulate the middle-aged man!

"You kill people, I want to solve the case, that's all." Shen Cong lifted his glasses, his gaze under the mirror was calm, and he said: "And giving up halfway is not my Wu Ming's style

!" After finishing speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly asked the flight attendant: "If you can find out other murderers, will you care?"

"Yes, after all, the purpose of our service is ......

" "Okay!" Before the flight attendant finished speaking, Shen Cong pointed his finger to a woman in the back row again and said, "She is also an accomplice!"

The interrupted flight attendant was not annoyed either, and turned his head to look at the other side.

There sat a young girl in a pink sweatshirt, full of fashion and vitality, she looked at everyone's eyes and was stunned for a moment.

"Me?" the girl pointed at herself, not understanding why she was suddenly involved.

"Yes, you too, when the train lights went out, we all heard the voice of the attendant, she told us to sit in our seats and not move, whether this sentence was said by the attendant, check the duty record to know.

After speaking, Shen Cong looked at the flight attendant on the side.

"There's no record of me saying that in the duty record," the flight attendant said, shaking his head.

"So, in order to cooperate with the killing, you deliberately told us not to move, because you were afraid that someone would find someone climbing in the corridor as you walked around - let's be a person, although some of his organs have been replaced by precision machinery. "

But what we heard was the voice of the flight attendant!" said one of the passengers, suspiciously, but when he saw everyone's eyes suddenly move to him, he sneered, and retracted his protruding neck.

"Yes, we did hear the flight attendant's voice at that time, but what if that voice was imitated by someone else? And the flight attendant himself said that she was not there at the time!" Shen Cong said with a smile.

The girl was a little angry, slowly stood up, and her good-looking brows furrowed: "I don't know what you mean by imitation, but I can't do it, and I was sleeping at the time, and I only woke up when I heard the scream!"

As if it was a beauty effect, many people nodded quietly, even Wu Ming, but when he nodded, he was forced to stop by the person behind him.

I always feel like I'm suddenly like a dispensable passerby......