Rise of the Lord God of Marvel

A few minutes later, Luo Yi stood aside and watched Lin Zhengying burn a large stack of banknotes bit by bit.

"Uncle Jiu, what are you doing?" Luo Yi asked. He couldn't understand this behavior, and he didn't see Uncle Jiu handing out paper money to the killers who died before. It's not good to favor one over the other.

"They are killers. If they die, no one will burn paper money. Even if they have to go to hell to be reckoned with, let them take a taxi. Walking is too slow." Lin Zhengying said.

His heart is a little complicated now. He has basically been dealing with supernatural events all his life. Human beings, it is impossible to live in the world without conflicts, but there are indeed relatively few. After joining the main god space, this situation has been reversed.

A lot of people were killed, but not many ghosts or zombies were seen.

Luo Yi sighed. Sometimes he simply couldn't understand the thoughts of these older people, but he respected Lin Zhengying's behavior and it didn't have any impact on others. What did it matter?

The only question is, not to mention that the world is different, would it be useful to burn Chinese paper money in Japan? Do Gin and the others need to go to Tianji Bank first to take a taxi after they die?

After the paper burning was over, Lin Zhengying put away the brazier and the burned ghost coins in the basin. If they were left here, the Japanese police would have another headache.

"You can leave now. I feel like it will be dawn soon if I wait any longer." Luo Yi said. He really wanted to return to the main god space. The gains in this world are not small. Going back to organize them might improve his strength by one level.

grade.

"Wait a minute, I have one more thing to do." Lin Zhengying grabbed Luo Yi and said.

"What?" Luo Yi asked.

Four hours later, it was already so dark that it was impossible to see anything without the light. This was the last darkness before dawn. The best way to describe it was that I could not see my fingers.

"Uncle Jiu, why do we have to come here so late at night?" Luo Yi followed Lin Zhengying in confusion and asked.

"I want you to stop practicing boxing and pay more attention to the pictures and information sent by the group." Lin Zhengying said with a bit of hatred, "Don't you think the little girl in the photo I just showed you is a little bit...

familiar?"

Luo Yi raised his head and recalled it, but could not retrieve the relevant information from his mind, "No, just a feeling, that little girl is quite cute, she might cry for a long time if she punches her."

"It seems that you need to strengthen training in information collection when you go back." Lin Zhengying shook her head and felt helpless at Luo Yi's words, "Besides, the psychiatrist in the group is pretty good. I suggest you go and have a look."

"What doctor should I see? I'm not sick, and the doctor named Hannibal always feels weird." Luo Yi muttered.

"I think your illness is unclear. The other girl is the logistics staff who came to the group to order equipment. When we signed the contract, her real photo was exposed. I remember Banner sent the photo several times to ask us

Pay more attention, you have no impression at all?"

Luo Yi still shook his head, "I don't often open the team channel. There is too much information in it. It takes a long time to read it all. I don't have time."

Lin Zhengying really didn't know what to do. Zhao Jian asked him to lead Luo Yi, but no matter how he led Luo Yi, there was no substantial change.

This kid is completely different from his previous apprentices. His apprentice was extremely fond of fishing, causing trouble, and not taking things seriously. Luo Yi was a little too serious and didn't care about things other than those that could improve his hard power.

Not interested.

A few minutes later, Lin Zhengying arrived at No. 22, Haibara Ai Domikacho 2nd Street, which is Dr. Agasa's home.

The hall of this house was lit with lights. Looking through the window, Lin Zhengying could see Hui Yuan Ai sitting on the sofa wondering what he was thinking.

Lin Zhengying lightly jumped over the courtyard wall and knocked lightly on the door.

Haiyuan Ai was electrocuted, jumped up from the sofa, ran to the door and opened it.

"Thank you very much for coming, why don't you come and sit first?" Haiyuan Ai took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and said to Lin Zhengying.

"Okay, don't be nervous. I'm just curious about what you want from me." Lin Zhengying walked in and said.

"Well...Detective Lin, the guy outside, why don't you come in and sit down?" Hui Yuan Ai pointed at Luo Yi on the wall outside.

Luo Yi waved to them, and his whole body was half-splayed on the wall, with a very silly posture.

"Don't worry about him, that's his personal hobby." Lin Zhengying had a headache watching Luo Yi's actions, and began to reflect on whether the conclusion he made a few hours ago was too hasty.

After sitting on the sofa, Lin Zhengying found that Haiyuan Ai looked a bit begging for help.

"Detective Lin, I would like to ask, are you from there?" Haiyuan Ai asked after calming down.

"Didn't you get results?" Lin Zhengying said after taking a sip of tea.

In Conan's room, he was woken up after Lin Zhengying arrived, and then he lay on the door and listened to the noise outside.

Where? Where is there? Conan's little heart was filled with doubts.

Outside, Lin Zhengying felt that someone was eavesdropping, so he placed the Bagua Mirror on the table. The Universal Bagua Mirror has all the functions, including sound insulation.

"Actually, what I really want to ask is, did you really invite Professor Guangtian's soul to his house?" Haiyuan Ai looked at Lin Zhengying with expectant eyes.

"Yes, he died not long ago and his soul has not dispersed. It is not difficult to summon the soul." Lin Zhengying saw through what Huiyuan Ai wanted to do at a glance, "If it is the kind of person who has been dead for a long time, it is unlikely. This

There is no perfect underworld or underworld in this world, and souls dissipate very quickly."

"How long does that take?" Haiyuan Ai still refused to give up.

"Professor Guangtian said that it is no longer possible now." Lin Zhengying hinted vaguely.

Then Haihara Ai withered. She originally wanted to see her sister again. During this period, she always saw her in her dreams and wanted to meet her again in reality.

"Actually, I don't understand. Why do you insist on summoning spirits?" Lin Zhengying saw that Hui Yuan Ai was so sad and was going to give her a little boost.

"What's the meaning?"

"You have to have a wider imagination. There are still ways to resurrect people in the Lord God's Space." Lin Zhengying took a sip of tea and said.

"Is it really possible?!" Haiyuan Ai suddenly became excited, "How to do it?"

"You'd better not be so ambitious. Resurrection is not a simple matter. You should consider your own development first. I'm here. Firstly, I want to meet you and give you some advice. Secondly, do you want to stop thinking about the Trail Blazers League? There is a team.

It develops relatively quickly." Lin Zhengying said.

Banner told him about Haibara Ai that it would be best to be able to join the team. There will never be a shortage of people who want to lay the foundation.

Haihara Ai was a little moved, but still did not make a decision immediately.