The Daily Life of the Great Demon King

"I did think about breaking his corpse into thousands of pieces. Not only him, but also the people around him, will also be killed together, one who does not stay and pays homage to the dead with blood."

The blood eagle gradually calmed down, and looked at Feng Chu without dodge, "But I am different from you humans."

Just like at the very beginning, it could endure killing thoughts because of the old man’s eyes. At that time, its heart was dominated by extreme pain and anger, and it swooped down from a high altitude towards the murderer, but blinked. At the same time, it reached the top of the opponent's head.

As long as the claws fall, the murderer's head will be caught and exploded, blood and brain, red and white intertwined, bright and cruel beauty.

But at the last moment, it still gave up, and its entire body flew over the opponent's head and landed on the nearest tree.

Those people were still crying and cursing, from beginning to end, no one noticed the danger, let alone they just passed the death.

"At that time, why did you endure it?" Jiang Qingtian asked.

Hearing the words, the blood eagle tilted his head to look into the distance, his expression seemed a little dazed, "At that time, when I started, I suddenly thought that if I kill someone, no matter what it is for, he will definitely be unhappy. "

During the years he lived with the old man, the other party often talked to him about his son, even if he never confided in him, he didn't get tired of talking about it again and again.

The old man’s son, who has both excellent skills and athletic talent, grew up and was admitted to the university smoothly. After graduation, he entered the public security system and became a policeman. In the end, he died in the line of duty. Every time the old man mentions this son, apart from sorrow, there is also a kind of pride. It is his child and his pride...

At first, the blood eagle couldn't understand the meaning of these complicated words, but he could feel the pain in the old man's heart. Later, after it could barely understand it, it accompanied the old man to feel uncomfortable.

The blood eagle is disguised as an inconspicuous little sparrow, but the old man treats it as a child. Otherwise, how can he save all the meat that he can eat so hard to eat?

And as his child, he can accomplish nothing and do nothing... But in any case, he can't be a murderer!

"Even though he is dead, no matter what I do, he can no longer know, but I still don't want to discredit him, even if he can't become his pride like his children, at least it won't become his shame."

This is indeed the truth, but in many cases, it is easy to say, but it is really too difficult to do it.

The Blood Eagle overcame this difficulty and endured the murderous intent.

"I was standing on the treetops, watching those people, and seeing what they were going to do in the end. It wasn't until the evening when the crying and beating and scolding ended. The man didn't turn himself in. Not only that, he even wanted to run and hide. ,Ha ha……"

The blood eagle was talking, turning his head and scanning the people present, "I said, I didn't kill people."

It did not kill that person, but it didn't mean it let him go.

"I beat him up and limped his dog's pole so that he couldn't get away even if he wanted to run. Then I called the police and told the police that there was a murder. I reported the address and waited for the police to arrest him. ."

The blood eagle started with a sense of measure, like a very experienced social person. A fat beating can make a person suffer enough, but it will not hurt the bones. It is just a bit of skin and flesh. It is still a sack style. After the fight, the person who was beaten didn't even know who beat him.

However, with the development of society, sacks are gradually becoming less useful, because the streets and lanes are full of surveillance and there are very few blind spots. Similarly, the blood eagle thinks that his actions are very secretive, but he doesn't know that there is a management office in this world. Those who practice the profound arts can find more clues based on a little residual aura.

"After I limped his foot, I left him at the spot near our house. As for his family, I didn't have to move them and spare their lives."

After that, the blood eagle was originally going to wait there to bury the old man before leaving, but he did not expect to have some accident halfway, which caused him to flee in a hurry without daring to spend the night.

"What did you meet?" Scarlett interjected. His attention was always on the blood eagle, so he caught a detail-when he said this, the huge body of the blood eagle trembled insignificantly. It was a fear from the heart. Obviously it Encountered something terrible for it.

"I don't know..." The blood eagle shook his head and repeated, "I really don't know, but instinctively perceived the danger, that is a premonition. My hunch is very accurate. I used to be in the abyss. At that time, many times rely on this premonition to save my life."

At that time, the hunch told the blood eagle that if it did not dare to stay away from that place before the sky was completely dark, it would die.

"So I left."

After living for so many years, it barely understands some of the rules of human society, knowing that there is no way to bury the old man’s body, so it is not in a hurry.

But it didn't expect that once it left, it would almost become forever.

Before it could go back, a group of terrifying humans came to it first, accusing it of killing people, and in an extremely cruel way, creating a tragedy of killing the door, the impact was very bad and unforgivable.

In this way, the blood eagle was inexplicably labeled as a ‘perverted murderer’.

"Since you understand human language, why don't you try to communicate with them?" Scarlett asked again. He has been in contact with the management office a lot, so he knows some things. Regarding the operation of the management office, it has been going on for many years. The vast majority of people in the management office are reasonable, especially when dealing with this kind of homicide. You need to talk about evidence, because you have to keep files.

"I told you, I have said it many times, but no one believes it." The blood eagle replied, in a mocking tone, but didn't know whether the object of mocking was other people or itself.

It is really trying to clarify the situation with the humans who tracked and intercepted it, but to communicate this kind of thing, it is simple and simple to say, and it is difficult to say. It is clearly in the same country and speaks the same language, but there will always be The situation of'chicken and duck talking'.

That's how the blood eagle and the management office are.

But seriously speaking, it’s actually not a time to be inexplicably wronged. A more appropriate adjective is probably ‘the back of ideas’. A slightly unfriendly term is ‘unjust death’.

The case of the death of the old man was first taken by the police and the investigation was started. It was soon discovered that the unscientific place was reported to the management office. Someone happened to be performing a task not far from the village, and rushed over after receiving the notice. .

The preliminary site survey only determined the approximate range of the murderer, such terms as flying species, raptors, sharp claws... and so on. After that, I asked the canine monster to help. After smelling the remaining aura on the scene, I locked the monster blood eagle from the abyss.

Every point points to the blood eagle.

"But it's really not me."

In the mountains and forests behind Fuxing Village, there is a ‘door’. At first, it came out from the inside and came to this world. Later, other demons came out of it. Most of them came from fleeing like it, and they were relatively willing to guard themselves. Of course, the restless things are taken away by it.

The meaning of mentioning this is that it has other demons that can come here, and of course there can also be a second blood eagle coming out of it, and at that time, the person who was crippled by it has his own. The family members are killed. After that, the murderous blood eagle ran away, and the remaining breath on the scene allowed the canine demon to track down the innocent blood eagle.

"It is indeed possible, but you should know how low the probability is." Scarlett reminded.

The blood eagle laughed at himself, "Of course I have a count."

Otherwise, he would not be chased by several waves in a row, and he would almost die several times.

"It’s useless to say that the family is dead, and I can’t find any evidence to prove that it’s not me. After one or two communications, I no longer have any hope of the people in the management office, and they believe it from the beginning It's me. I actually never thought that you would believe me, but you are the first to listen to me to finish, so that I am satisfied."

The blood eagle was speaking, his eyes swept across the crowd again.

"If you must kill me, can you please bury me in the mountains behind Fuxing Village, and be buried with him and his son, right next to them."

The blood eagle's current psychology-it is already impossible to escape. Taking advantage of the opportunity, let's explain the last words first.

After listening to it, Jiang Qingtian felt a little unbearable, but at the same time he was not sure. Just like the blood eagle himself said, there is no evidence to prove its innocence.

The others did not speak.

After a moment of silence, Feng Chu first spoke and asked, "Did you see anyone at the time those people died that day? Or did they appear in the surveillance area?"

Hearing the words, the blood eagle shook his head without thinking, "No one at all."

It tried countless ways to prove its innocence, but it was all in vain.

After getting the answer, Feng Chu was silent again, frowning slightly, obviously thinking. After a while, he continued to ask, "Tell me about the dangerous feeling, the cause, after the result, tell me everything in detail."

Like the blood eagle, this is also Feng Chu’s intuition, coupled with so many years of experience in the criminal police career... all of these are telling him that the sixth sense mentioned by the blood eagle caused this feeling to be born. People or things are absolutely the key.

Although he knew it was useless, Blood Eagle was still willing to cooperate with him, trying hard to recall what happened.

That feeling...

"Ah--" Without warning, it suddenly let out a muffled hum, then its huge wings hugged its head, and its huge body began to tremble slightly.

Yu Heng, who has always been listening to the story of a good baby, finally had a reaction at this time, and he let out a soft hum, followed by a spell, and pushed into the blood eagle's body.

For a moment, the blood eagle only felt that some kind of shackles in his mind had broken, and some unfamiliar memory fragments came out.

"...I remembered that that day, I flew high in the sky, and once glimpsed a group of people on the ground towards the other side of the village. They looked like ordinary people, without any special breath, but that During the period, the person in the lead raised his head and glanced in the air. I am pretty sure he saw me, because at that time, he felt like he was being stared at by a fierce monster, and his back was chilling."

Feng Chu originally had the mentality of trying, but he didn't expect it to be a real game, but he also noticed the changes during the period, so he looked at Yuheng and asked, "Tiantian, what's the matter?"

Yuheng replied faintly, "Someone specially sealed its memory."

"Is that so..." Although I don't know how to do it, Feng Chu understands the truth. So he stopped worrying about the matter, turned to look at the blood eagle, and asked again, "Can you describe the people you saw?"

The blood eagle carefully recalled those clips and replied, "I remember that those are very ordinary humans, no matter how they breathe or wear...No, they wear almost the same clothes. The long dark gray trench coat is half covered. , But you can still see that the clothes inside are all a strange style of clothes, with a black bottom, and red piping or button patterns..."