God-level police detective

Chapter 83

This night was destined to be long, and the car heading for Donghe County was driving on the road at a leisurely pace.The atmosphere in the car was not harmonious, Ruan Zhuojin wanted to speak a few times, but he had to swallow all his words after seeing Sha Biliang's cold face.

The three people in the car had their own thoughts.

Sha Biliang quietly looked at the dark night outside the window, but he couldn't stop thinking about how many truths and lies did Xin Xiangrong tell?

Judging from the accidental deaths of several people recently, it should be true that Xin Xiangrong mentioned that someone wanted to kill her. Xin Xiangrong did not lie on this point.

What about the list?Chen Yijun and his son didn't know about the list, and there was no relevant record in the police database. Xin Xiangrong was the only one who mentioned this matter from the beginning.

Originally, Xin Xiangrong's mother, Chen Cuihua, could be regarded as a personal witness, but now she disappeared for no reason, making it impossible to continue to pursue the matter of the list.

If Xin Xiangrong did not lie, the list really existed, and it is very likely that Xin Xiangrong has obtained it now, then in this list, apart from the names of the spies mentioned by Xin Xiangrong, would there be any other secrets? caught name?

It's not impossible.

Maybe Xin Xiangrong thinks that the murderer is someone on this list, and she wants to give the list to the murderer in exchange for her own life, or does she want to use the list as a threat to control the murderer?

Sha Biliang narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on Xin Xiangrong's sweet face in the car window. No one knew what kind of face was hidden under this face.

It was already midnight when the three of them returned to Donghe County. As the pointer of the distant watch pointed to zero at the same time, Ruan Zhuojin whispered: "It's already May [-]th."

Xin Xiangrong's delicate body trembled slightly, and she sighed pitifully: "I really hope that time will slow down a little bit, a little bit slower..."

Ruan Zhuojin suddenly felt compassion, stepped towards Xin Xiangrong's side, and said loudly: "Xiangrong, don't worry, I will definitely not let you have trouble."

Just as Sha Biliang was about to speak, the streetlights in an alley not far away suddenly went out, and just as the three of them were wondering, the lights turned on in that alley again.

It's candlelight!
Like the candlelight in the office of Wangjia Primary School, it fluttered in the wind.

Ruan Zhuojin stretched out his hand to hold the pistol at his waist, stared at the entrance of the alley with a stern expression, and asked in a low voice, "Sha Biliang, what should we do now?"

Sha Biliang looked around. He didn't know when all the lights in the entire county were extinguished, as if the entire county had fallen into a deep sleep. Only the candlelight in that alley was very conspicuous. , this is to do it clearly: "Go and see!"

This is a very ordinary alley, less than 50 meters long, with various small shops on both sides. There are countless alleys like this in Donghe County, but this alley looks extremely strange at this moment.

There are many vendors on both sides of the alley. An old woman is slowly frying chestnuts with a spatula, making a rustling sound; Sitting in front of the stewed vegetable stall in boredom, knocking melon seeds... If you don't look at the faces of these people, they are no different from ordinary vendors.

But... ordinary traders don't do business with masks on!
Ruan Zhuojin felt that his heart was about to jump into his throat, if it wasn't for supporting Xin Xiangrong who was trembling beside him, he might turn around and run away.

Sha Biliang's heart was also beating violently, not because he was afraid, but because he felt the energy on the masks worn by these people—it was exactly the same as the energy breath in Tao Yongjian's bedroom in Peach Blossom Manor...

There are so many masks?Sha Biliang forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, his eyes passed over these vendors, and finally fell on an old fortune teller.

In the whole alley, only this old man was not wearing a mask.

His gray hair was pulled up in a bun, and he was wearing a long gossip robe. On one side of the bamboo pole was a strip of cloth "Shi Banxian". Looking at Sha Biliang, the old man stood up and smiled slightly at Sha Biliang: "Officer Sha, you are the first one who has escaped from the hands of the old man for so many years."

When the old man admitted so frankly that what happened just now was his fault, Sha Biliang was slightly startled, and asked with a smile: "What do you mean, should I open champagne to celebrate that you didn't kill me?"

"Exactly, I have a bottle of wine here!" Shi Banxian didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in Sha Biliang's tone, reached out and took out a bottle of wine from behind, unscrewed the bottle cap, and the aroma of the wine overflowed: "This is a special Moutai, old man I have always been reluctant to taste it, but today I met Police Officer Sha, it is just the right time.”

Sha Biliang didn't understand what kind of medicine the old man was selling, so he simply sat down opposite the old man, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it down: "Old man, are you not afraid that I will arrest you and take you back to the police station?"

"Catch me?" Shi Banxian laughed out loud, his silver hair fluttering in the wind in the night, "You can't catch me."

Sha Biliang asked in astonishment, "Why?"

Shi Banxian said: "You are the policemen in the world, and I am an immortal in the sky. You can only catch the bad guys in the world, but you can't catch me, the villain in the fairy world."

Is this old man bewitched? What kind of crazy words are he talking about?

Sha Biliang was thinking in his heart, with a calm expression on his face, pretending not to understand and asking: "I haven't asked yet, does your old man hold any position in Tiangong?"

Shi Banxian laughed, drank his wine and cursed: "Stinky boy, you can't control the affairs of the world, and you want to inquire about my private affairs in the fairy world, how brave you are!"

Sha Biliang replied flatly: "I have always been quite courageous."

Shi Banxian's complexion changed slightly, he stretched his neck and moved closer, his mouth full of alcohol smelled softly into Sha Biliang's ear: "People who know too much will die a miserable death in the end, I advise you...to ask less Good!"

Hearing the strong warning in Shi Banxian's words, Sha Biliang chuckled, reached out and picked up the Moutai bottle again, slowly poured the wine for himself, and said with a smile: "Great Immortal, don't worry, I People have many shortcomings, but there is only one advantage - that is, I will not take the initiative to inquire about things that others are unwilling to talk about."

Having said that, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the ability was finally triggered:
A bottle of fine Moutai, the last contact was Shi Yuanfang.Shi Yuanfang, a British Chinese, a member of Diffuse, aged 58, is an international first-class murderer who has killed more than [-] people.Because he likes to pretend to be a fortune teller, he uses various coincidences to kill people, and escapes arrest many times afterwards because there is no real evidence, so he is called "Shi Banxian" by Interpol.

It was the first time that Sha Biliang saw such a bold murderer, sitting in front of him so blatantly, talking with him as a criminal policeman.

Maybe it was years of getting away with it that gave him enough self-confidence, seeing how inflated this old man is when he claims to be a fairy.

"I don't want to inquire about the affairs of the fairy world, so can you tell me about the affairs of the world?" With this information, Sha Biliang suddenly gained confidence and said with a smile.

Shi Yuanfang frowned, stroked his long beard lightly with his right hand, seemed to be weighing something, and said after a while, "Yes, yes, but it depends on whether you can afford the price."

(End of this chapter)