Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 251 Pure Land (Thirteen)
The reaction is really fast!

Facing Bernard's questioning, Fu Qian nodded secretly.

This one seems to be very knowledgeable.

Indeed, the probability that Sergeant Harry came to buy the book is about zero. It seems that those people really got the "Assassin" matter to him.

"I'm used to walking at night."

At the moment of Bernard's dead fish, Fu Qian responded casually.

Squeak!

At this time, the door of the bookstore had been pushed open, and Sergeant Harry walked in. The huge size dimmed the light of the bookstore.

After entering the door, his eyes immediately locked on Fu Qian.

"Is the holiday still happy? Mr. Fu Qian."

"not bad."

Facing Harry's emotionless greetings, Fu Qian answered with a smile.

This guy should have seen him enter the door just now.

"That's good."

Harry nodded, pulled out a piece of paper, and shook it out before Fuqian.

"Have you seen this man? His right hand should be injured."

Uh!
Fu Qian looked at the portrait in Harry's hand, and the face of Mr. Lu Ming appeared vividly on the paper.

I have to say that the technique is pretty good, and everyone at the banquet is really versatile, and they can draw like this just from memory.

"never seen it."

Fu Qian shook his head while expressing emotion, and Bernard next to him also snorted, saying that he had never seen the person above.

Ok.

Sergeant Harry put away the portrait without any surprise.

"I'm investigating an attempted poisoning case, and it's basically clear that this foreigner did it. If you see this person, remember to notify me as soon as possible."

"no problem."

"it is good!"

Fu Qian and the two of them responded weakly.

"very good!"

Sergeant Harry gave a compliment, then pointed to Fuqian.

"You, come with me."

"why?"

Although he didn't think things would be that simple, but the portrait obviously didn't match, Fu Qian couldn't think of what this person would do to find him.

"All foreigners who have come to Bayer Luke recently, please come back to the police station with me to let the victim identify."

"It's obviously different, isn't it?"

It turned out to be like this, Fu Qian pointed at the portrait.

"Not the same, but you need to come with me."

Harry patted his waist, his tone unrefutable.

"understood."

Before paying, he drank the coffee and greeted Bernard with a very familiar look.

"It's a pity, it seems that we can only talk next time."

The latter looked at him blankly, clutching his messy hair like a hen's coop silently and frantically.

……

The small police station is not far from the bookstore.

Considering Fu Qian's completely different image from the portrait, Sergeant Harry didn't do any extra actions along the way, but just drove without saying a word.

After arriving at the destination, Fu Qian saw an acquaintance at first sight - Dean Collins.

The old man changed into a long windbreaker, his eyes were quiet, and he didn't say a word.

Even when Fu Qian and Harry entered the door, their expressions remained unchanged.

The portrait should have been provided to Harry by this man.

Harry greeted Collins and motioned for him to come forward and identify him.

Collins nodded silently, staring straight at Fu Qian.

This one is a little different!
When he was observing Fu Qian, Fu Qian was also observing him.

And soon after Fuqian confirmed that this was different from Grace, Collins was still in that special state.

Even standing in front of his eyes, this person is still a void in his perception.

So everyone is different?

There is no uniform time, everyone will lift the status together.

I got the first conclusion before paying.

Guzman, Knight, Grace, Collins, so far, these people have performed differently.

It seems that the alternation of the two states is completely different from person to person, but it will be more concentrated at night.

"No."

At this time, after a long identification, Collins finally spoke.

"understood."

Harry looked at Fu Qian with an unsurprising tone.

"You can leave, Mr. Fu Qian, thank you for your cooperation. If you encounter any trouble in Bayer Luke, you can always come to me."

After speaking, he turned his head to Collins again.

"This is the last foreigner. If I catch other suspects, I will notify you to identify them later."

"it is good."

Collins responded flatly, and looked at Fu Qian who was already walking out.

"Thank you for your help, I'm going first."

Without waiting for Harry to respond, he followed Fu Qian's footsteps and walked out of the police station.

……

"Mr. Fu Qian!"

Fu Qian deliberately slowed down, and soon heard a shout from behind.

After he stopped, Collins quickly caught up with him.

"I'm Collins."

After catching up with Fu Qian, this man took the initiative to introduce himself.

"I'm sorry about what happened just now."

"It's mainly because we had an accident last night."

"In order to prevent more people from being harmed, we hope to find the murderer as soon as possible."

"It's ok."

Hearing this apology as if reciting lines, Fu Qian shook his head with a smile, indicating that it doesn't matter.

"Are you having a good time in Bel Luke? If you are interested, I can recommend a few places."

Collins behaved very politely and walked side by side with Fu Qian.

"That's great!"

Whoosh!
The next moment, in a dull violent roar, Fu Qian's body fell to the ground.

Collins had an extra iron black pistol in his hand, and a puff of smoke drifted out.

"Your camouflage skills are very good, but unfortunately you still can't fool me."

Pointing to Fu Qian's body on the ground, Collins snorted.

"Why do you think, I know it's not your true face, but I still want to provide the portrait."

"Because only in this way can a cunning opponent like you relax his vigilance."

"The reason why I didn't directly identify you in it is because I don't want to give you a chance to argue."

"For bugs like you, I choose to send you on the road directly."

"That's what happens when you make trouble in Bail Luke."

After reading a long line in a serious manner, Collins aimed his gun at Fu Qian's head, and was about to shoot two more shots.

However, the next moment a figure flashed, Fu Qian on the ground had already stood beside him, patting the dirt on his body casually.

……

Even the silencer is pre-installed!
Fu Qian looked at the weapon in the opponent's hand and clicked his tongue.

The original plot is like this.

In this script, after the assassin escaped, he asked Sergeant Harry to help him search for all foreigners.

Then he used the fake portrait to paralyze himself, and finally looked for a chance to kill with one blow, and finally the assassin was executed.

Let’s not talk about how the plot is written. Now that it is not developing as expected, how will you, an "actor", react?

Fu Qian looked at Collins' face, not letting go of any details.

Visible to the naked eye, there was a deep pain and disgust on Collins' face.

However, within a few seconds, these expressions quickly subsided, and Collins' face returned to normal.

snort!
He snorted heavily.

"I knew you were playing dead."

……

(End of this chapter)