The Anarchic Consort

Helen Weiwei met a lot of such people, and did not care, just how they toss.

I only glanced at the inside of the bathroom. Except that the window was half open, nothing was found. Everything was normal and could not be normal.

Song Yu was towed away. Zhang Wei was saddened by everyone. After she cried for a while, like she didn't give up, she went upstairs and glanced at the room where Song lived. It was empty and there was no one.

No one can eat dinner for dinner.

Liang’s adjutant and another special soldier were holding flashlights, and even the raincoats were not draped, they rushed out of the villa.

They are looking for someone.

Even if there are really ghosts.

For the minister, they must also find the lady.

Even if they are looking for a dead body...

The heavy rains have caused great obstacles to their search work, and there are no lights around them. It is really difficult to find out what is going on in the dark.

Even Liang’s adjutant began to believe that there is really a ghost.

If not, what kind of person is there, how fast can it be, then it disappears into the rain?

Unless that person is not human at all!

At this time, Zhang Tianshi began to sit down and scored his yellow and peach swords.

The college students were sitting around him, and they simply did not dare to leave Zhang Tianshi half a minute.

The power supply facilities have not been repaired.

Everyone is holding on with only a few candles left.

Zhang Tianshi insisted that this is a devil.

Helen Weiwei glanced at him and was ready to leave with Bai Lijia to find clues.

Should I say that I am too arbitrary?

But she doesn't think there is anything wrong with her inference.

Helian Weiwei has always been like this, saying that she is arrogant or arrogant.

The things identified are never changed easily.

There must be something that she did not expect.

She must find that point as soon as possible.

First of all, you need to restore power. Otherwise, no clues can be found.

This torrential rain has too much impact on the case.

If you don't find something out today, wait until dawn to see it, and all the evidence will be washed away by the rain.

Helen Weiwei first looked at the inner gate of the villa to control electricity, no one moved here.

That is the problem with the outer gate?

Helen Weiwei took a look at her eyes and circled the villa with a black umbrella. Only then did she know that the outer gate was pressed in the backyard, and it was close to the bathroom on the first floor and the swimming pool outside the courtyard.

The brakes were still no problem, and the energized wires were cut off. After the tide, the wires were obviously no longer usable.

This murderer is very good.

Why is he going to break the electricity in the villa?

Just for the convenience of the crime?

Or is there any other reason?

Helen Weiwei looked at the hall swaying by the candlelight, and Zhang Tianshi’s practice was heard continuously, and the thunder was still rumbling.

This case seems to be more complicated than she thought.

However, one thing is that it will not become, and the murderer must be very hostile to her now.

I want to use ghosts to cover up the crimes I have committed.

However, she was aware of the problem.

That person must want to find an opportunity to get rid of her.

Helian Weiwei smiled, if it seems like this.

The college student named Xiaoqing seems to hate her very much.

Helen Weiwei looked at the wire that was cut in front of him and thought about it. Instead of making a final decision, he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the main gate.

The Barry Gregory stood behind her, holding a pure black umbrella on her hand, like a perfect demon deacon.

Helen Weiwei took a good photo and planned to go down with a certain highness. I didn’t expect to see Jing Zifeng’s teenager standing outside the bathroom when he turned around. He said something to himself.

"How?" Helen Weiwei walked over to him.

The teenager didn't even hit the umbrella, and there was a black bandage on his hand: "It's a bit strange."

"Talk about it." Now only Jing Zifeng knows people.

The teenager doesn't care if he is drenched in the rain. The handsome face still carries water droplets: "The body can't be found."

"Well?" Helen Weiwei picked a brow.

The small paper-like gods came out from her cuffs and screamed: "If someone is dead, the little master can position it immediately!"

"You can only locate the monk." The boy remembered that his own gods did not bring them, and the movements were not gentle enough to put these two goods in their arms.

Jing Zifeng has very few words, but he has only recently gone down the mountain. He has been communicating badly with people. He still wonders if the other party will not understand him.

He listened to Helen Weiwei and asked: "That is to say, except for Master Wu Fan, the other people are still not dead. The murderer did not kill the person who was towed away?"

"Yeah." Jing Zifeng nodded and looked at the Bailijiajue behind her, not concealing his hostility.

Helen Weiwei certainly noticed the boy’s gaze and chuckled and said: “Reassure, he will not kill in front of me.”

"What is he." Jing Zifeng was somewhat annoyed that he could not see the other person's true body.

Helian Weiwei did not say that she could see that the strength of the juvenile was not bad. She didn't want to recruit an enemy for her high school. Although the character of the juvenile is very close to her, as the overbearing president, the other half is the best. important!

"Can't say." Helen Weiwei was very weak.

Fourteen-year-old Jing Zifeng frowned: "Why?" He thought they had been able to exchange information with each other, but this was the first time he wanted to be friends with the people under the mountain.

"Because I am a overbearing president." Helen Weiwei was so cool that he gave the boy a reason.

Jing Zifeng really wants to pull Herren Weiwei back, and ask her what is the inevitable relationship between the two!

Being bullied, he just went down the mountain and didn't know the rules. The overbearing president under the mountain is all male!

However, the teenager did not insist on following Helen Weiwei.

Because he has a more shortcut method.

"Everything comes out." After the teenager entered the villa, he began to shake his clothes.

The paper-like gods reveal their small heads.

The young man whispered: "What is that man?" These gods are given to him by the master. They have been with the master all the year round. They have been around for thousands of years, and they will not be aware of the other person's true body.

The strange thing is that the gods began to look at me, I see you, and then the beginning of the decline of the decline, two words, pretend to die!

Jing Zifeng began to shake his clothes again, but this time how to shake, the papers did not come out, even he threatened to take them to the rain, they just shook a bit, no more expression.

The teenager frowned, what is going on?

To the reader: First, what?