Take a plane to Africa

Chapter 627 The Terrifying Holy Maiden Art

"I don't know about this, but don't be fooled by Zakyev's character I just said. He won't threaten Mr. Claire because he knows that he is a big pusher. If he attacks Claire at this time, maybe The United Nations will notice soon, but that doesn't mean he won't abuse the goat." Tulalang said seriously.

Rosalia couldn't help but smiled wryly, "God, Doctor, you've got me dizzy."

"Just get used to it, use your head more, and you won't get Alzheimer's in the future." Tulalang continued with a look of cynicism.

Yang Tianlong has been meditating, and his thinking is also very divergent. After seeing that Tulalang has studied the human spirit and thought more thoroughly, after the discussion is over, he can't help but ask Dr. Tulalang alone.

There were only the two of them left in the huge presidential suite.

"What else is there, buddy? Why don't you take a good look at Miss Rosalia, what are you doing looking at me? If you like her, just go after her, and don't try to get any news from me." Turalan half-joking Said half seriously.

Fortunately, Yang Tianlong was already used to this guy's way of speaking, so he didn't seem excited, "Doctor, I still want to ask you a question."

"What's the problem?" Dr. Tulalang looked at Yang Tianlong intently.

"A question about mental patients." Yang Tianlong blurted out without thinking.

"Are you mentally ill? Man." Tulalang said with a smile.

Yang Tianlong shook his head, "No, one of my dead friends."

"Really? It seems that his death is a bit strange, but I suddenly became interested. You might as well talk about it, buddy." Tulalang looked at Yang Tianlong and said seriously.

Yang Tianlong nodded, and then told about Kareem Abdul-Jabbar under a pseudonym.

After finishing speaking, I saw Tulalang's expression of disbelief.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "Hey, buddy, did you just use an alias?"

Yang Tianlong was stunned, and when he met Tulalang's eyes, he seemed like a patient who came to see a doctor, and he seemed so vulnerable in front of the powerful doctor.

"Yes, it's a pseudonym." Yang Tianlong nodded.

"I know who it is, it's a secret, I'm just researching it." Tulalang said with a smile.

"You also know?" Yang Tianlong was taken aback.

Turalan nodded, "Yes, of course I know. One of his wives gave me the case. To be honest, in my opinion, this guy will die sooner or later, but not as soon as he thought."

This time Yang Tianlong was even more surprised. He didn't understand why Tulalang told himself why Kareem Abdul-Jabbar would die sooner or later.

"Why? Doctor." Yang Tianlong couldn't help frowning and asked.

"You are from Huaxia." Suddenly, Tulalang's expression became a little mysterious.

Yang Tianlong nodded, "Yes."

"Then you must know the three souls and seven souls." Tulalang said calmly.

"know."

"Let me tell you intuitively, only the last one of Jabbar's three souls and seven souls is left, and his consciousness is completely confused. Once the last soul is gone, he will definitely die, so I guess, when Kareem Abdul-Jabbar was in Lanfei, someone must have horribly stimulated him..." Tulalang said with a mysterious face.

"You also have research on this?" Yang Tianlong couldn't help but look curious.

"There is very little research. I just used the example of three souls and seven souls to illustrate." Tulalang said with a smile, "For the first time, Jabbar must have a huge gap in his heart. Under this gap, He may have seen something he shouldn't have seen, and then that thing was deeply implanted in his soul like a bewilderment, and what scattered his three souls and seven souls was the remaining breath; the second time, that is, hospitalization At that time, Jabbar was once again threatened by that kind of bewilderment, and this time his soul was instantly wiped out, which is why he committed suicide."

"You mean there must be someone in the middle of this?" Yang Tianlong said, looking at Tu Lalang with wide-eyed eyes.

Tulalang nodded, "Yes, there must be someone, and the hatred between this person and Kareem Abdul-Jabbar must be very deep, otherwise it would not be like this, but in my opinion, the only ones who can have this ability at present, except Huaxia's Gu In addition to the art of lowering the head in southeast Asia, the witchcraft in South America, and the priestess art in Africa."

"Holy Maiden Art?" Yang Tianlong seemed to be watching a blockbuster comedy full of Hollywood elements.

"Yes, the Holy Maiden Art is said to be very poisonous. It exists in the primitive tribes in Central Africa. Those primitive tribes are very remote. I guess we haven't found it yet, but I wonder how the Holy Maiden Art went to Europe. Could it be that someone went to Europe after learning it?" Tulalang also began to have some doubts on his face.

Yang Tianlong was even more confused, and had no idea what Tulalang was talking about.

"Doctor, you said that the Holy Maiden Art has been used in Europe?"

"correct."

"Why so sure?"

"Didn't you say Kareem Abdul-Jabbar was crazy in Europe?"

"But he was with us in Bunia before."

"The effect of the Holy Maiden Art is very fast. Do you think it is latent like some viruses? Actually, it is not. Its effect is very fast, and there is one advantage that is the most powerful."

"What advantage?"

"Killing is invisible." Tulalan said solemnly, "You know the saying that eyes can kill people, right?"

Yang Tianlong nodded, he already roughly understood the meaning of this sentence, could it be that the murderer's eyes can be haunting?

"Perhaps..." Tulalang couldn't help but paused when he said this, and then he glanced at Yang Tianlong, feeling deeply meaningful.

"Maybe what?" Yang Tianlong asked quickly.

"Maybe the next person will be the friends around Kareem Abdul-Jabbar."

"why?"

"Because of their secret..."

"What secret?"

"Dude, it's hard for you to ask me. To be honest, I don't know. It's all my guess." Tulalang spread his hands helplessly.

"Thank you..." Seeing that Dr. Tulalang really didn't know, Yang Tianlong simply stopped asking.

"You're welcome, buddy, can you take me to Claire's apartment tomorrow?" Before he was about to leave, Tulalang couldn't help but raise this idea.

"Of course." Yang Tianlong nodded.

"I'll go there again to see if I can find any useful information." Tulalang couldn't help but smile.

After leaving Tulalang's room and returning to his own room, Yang Tianlong unknowingly fell into a kind of endlessly troubled meditation...

(End of this chapter)