Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Mr. Taiqi: The sun is beautiful and beautiful, the scenery is beautiful. I would like to invite the guests to visit us, prepare some wine and food, and I hope you will come and meet you. You are so elegant, don't let me look at the empty door!

The little girl, Miko, was looking forward to it!”

An invitation that is decorated with simple and elegant is filled with a faint fragrance, and the words are quite tactful, but the tone is mixed with a hint of strength.

Looking at the invitation without any end, Wang Xuebin chuckled and put it aside.

There is no name, no time, no place, it seems that the other party does not have enough understanding of himself and wants to test it.

‘Dingling!’

"Hey? That one?"

"Hey, Brother Bin, it's me!"

When Wang Xuebin heard the slightly excited expression on the other end of the phone, he looked a little confused.

"Oh, Weizi! What's wrong?"

"Corpsy! I know what corpses are used for!"

"oh?"

Hearing Weizai's words, Wang Xuebin frowned, not because they knew it before him, but because they listened to their intentions, they still did not give up investigating the case!

"What do you mean? Are you still investigating this case?

Didn’t you say that this case is too dangerous, and will you contact you after I find out?

Are you impatient to live?”

Wang Xuebin's tone was not very heavy, but Weizai was still timidly unable to speak after hearing this.

Ma Sir, who was listening together by the phone, looked at the two guys who were disappointed, and looked at the expression of sudden enlightenment.

He said, he always felt that the expressions of the two guys were a little familiar. It turned out that they were driven back by Wang Guanlan because of danger.

When Uncle Jiu encountered such a dangerous thing, he always drove their brother San away and faced those unknown existences alone.

Ma Sir would always show such an expression back then, with a sense of responsibility mixed with dissatisfaction.

Now that he saw his friend showing this expression, he felt both emotion and gratitude!

As a policeman, how can he retreat because of danger?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down at his disabled leg. Even they were about to retreat. Who will protect the millions of Hong Kong citizens?

Lin Sir, who was standing beside him, saw Weizai unable to speak, was anxious and tilted his head to glance at the touching Ma Sir, snatched the receiver, and said loudly:

"Brother Bin, when we were investigating a drug trafficking case, we found a clue. We suspected that the murderer's purpose of stealing the corpse was to transport drugs!"

"Stolen corpses and transport poison?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin's mind moved. Is he going back to the original path?

If he remembers correctly, there is a movie starring Uncle Ying, which tells the story of evil sorcerers using zombies to sell drugs.

He originally thought that the integration of the world would cause some changes, but he didn't expect to embark on the original path again.

Drug trafficking?

To be honest, you said that there is such a lot of capital, real estate, finance, medical care, catering, and any one who does it well will make money. What is better than this one?

It's really hard to figure it out!

"Yes, I suspect that Watanabe Nokawa we met before was the murderer. Now we are going to take people to search. Let's see if you want to join us and also place the body of our uncle and aunt!"

Hearing Lin Sir's words, he looked at the invitation next to his hand with a faint four-fold chrysanthemum pattern, shook his head and sighed, and said softly:

"You guys... it's better not to do it first!"

"Hmm? What? Guanlan, do you have any suggestions?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Ma Sir stopped Lin Sir who wanted to refute, snatched the receiver and asked in a deep voice:

When Wang Xuebin heard the voice changed from the other end of the phone, he didn't care. He nodded slightly and said in a deep voice:

"Yes, if I guess correctly, the murderer should not be the one who Watanabe Noha. He is most likely to be just someone who was pushed to block the gun, and the murderer has someone else!"

"Oh? How do you say it?"

"You ask Weizai and Lin Sir to go home to check if there is an invitation in an envelope at home? If you see it, don't open it. There is a trace of evil spirit attached to it, which is poisonous!"

If Wang Xuebin hadn't been more concise, he would have been caught!

"For this matter, you should try to slow down the pace of searching and be more careful when exploring. Wait until I catch the enemy's foot and act, otherwise, there will be danger!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Ma Sir was silent. Weizai and Lin Sir looked at Ma Sir worriedly, afraid that he would make a decision they didn't want to see.

"Guanlan...Is this really so dangerous?"

On the other end of the earpiece, Wang Xuebin's brow moved slightly, pondered for a moment, and said frankly:

"If I hadn't come back early today, the security guard in the communication room downstairs would not have survived tonight. He was just a casual trick. The way of death would not detect any accidents, but would only be regarded as a heart attack!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Ma Sir's eyes slashed, holding the microphone tightly in his hand, and said with a strong voice:

"Guanlan, thank you for your concern. Uncle Ma, I have been a policeman for my whole life. This is our life!"

"...I see..."

"Guanlan, thank you...thank you!"

After hanging up the phone, Ma Sir stared at the two high-spirited guys with bright eyes and ordered in a deep voice:

"You have heard it too, now go home immediately and bring the invitations you have received back to the police station!

Be careful on the way. If there is an accident, call for support. Our colleagues are our backing. Don’t act irritably!

uand?"

“yes       sir!!!”

Looking at the two friends leaving, Ma Sir couldn't help but shake his head and smile. The Yangtze River pushed the old waves and the new generation replaced the old ones!

Thinking of this, he called another phone number with deep memory.

"Hey, Ajiu! I'm a little troublesome and want you to come out. This is the thing..."

Although a new generation has replaced the old ones, their old bones can still shine...

......

"The shiny wheel is full of all, the mysterious scenery is clear, the gods open the door, there are high-ranking masters, and the qiong crown and feathered clothes. I wish to bring spiritual energy to my return date. I am afraid!"

Wang Xuebin had a solemn expression and activated the mysterious method. The mirror surface of a bronze Bagua mirror was like water waves, with rugged lights.

The sandalwood is filled with fragrance, and under the reflection of the mirror light, it turns into a noisy and bustling scroll.

"Wano Sakura?"

Seeing the plaque in the picture, Wang Xuebin frowned and summoned Weizai and the others to search for the information they found.

"Wano Sakura...Deepwater Bay...No. 44... Alas! The person who came was not kind!"

‘Bang!’

With a blast, Wang Xuebin flashed more than three meters in an instant, hid behind the bedroom door, and evoked a wind wall.

"Your sister, this trick is done again!"

Seeing the shattered bronze mirror smashing his favorite incense burner, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but curse.

This incense burner was a treasure he came from Chunshenjun of the Warring States Period. It is said that it can be traced back to the pre-Zhou period, but it is quite priceless!

Looking at the messy living room, Wang Xuebin narrowed his eyes.

"Madan, if you don't peel you down, I won't be the king!!!"