Reincarnation Master

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Orsay City.

Fang Xian appeared outside Dr. Miller's clinic wearing a mask.

Looking at the cordon and the police officers patrolling the periphery, he couldn't help shaking his head: "It's really late..."

According to the ‘route’, he should still be on the ferry now, and he was secretly teleported.

After all, it is really slow to take the transportation, it can almost wait for Love to collect the body, and attend the memorial service by the way.

Even now, it is too late. After all, there was a process for mail delivery in the past.

"I hope Love is still alive..."

Fang Xian clearly remembered that his memory had not been restored, and Shaara was tricked into the villa by the lake in Steward. When he was attacked, Love shot the infidel to death.

‘It’s very brief in the letter, it was probably missing during the investigation...’

Fang Xian looked at the sky.

Night fell quickly.

A person often stays in the cabin, which will cause suspicion, but there are not many problems at night.

Dark night gave Fang Xian the best cover.

He didn't search the clinic directly, because there must be investigators hiding around it.

Fang Xian has a better way to directly summon an invisible messenger. The Wind Chaser is not only an excellent messenger and courier, but also an excellent investigator and thief.

It has discovered the hidden investigator, who is about to move.

This kind of family members of the Primordial Dominator was originally chaotic and bloodthirsty.

It couldn't wait to rush to the person's hidden position, biting open the other's neck, and drinking the other's fountain of life.

Fortunately, Fang Xian grasped the dog chain and firmly stopped its impulse.

"Give me to the clinic and bring out an item from the murder scene."

Fang Xian passed the order.

The void flashed, and the hound disappeared, but after ten seconds, a blood-stained scalpel fell from mid-air and was firmly held by Fang Xian.

"Good dog!"

He chuckled, squeezed the scalpel, and began to psychic.

Investigators who are highly inspired can feel some information through various objects that provoke supernatural powers.

But Fang Xian believed that no investigator could see it as clearly as himself.

His thinking became chaotic, and his soul seemed to be out of his body.

The surrounding night is even more flaring, bringing a dangerous atmosphere.

In this atmosphere, Fang Xian seemed to have entered the pool with a drop of ink.

The jet black lines quickly outline a scene.

It was a doctor man wearing a white lab coat. His mouth split and went directly to the base of his ears. His pupils were bloodshot. He was lying on the ground, bowed his head and moved in a pool of blood.

Suddenly, he raised his head, showing a blood-stained chin, and the expression on his face became extremely frightened: "Don't... don't come over..."

...

‘Are you aware of me? This is impossible. ’

Fang Xian continued to observe.

He saw in the void, a translucent ‘jellyfish’ with octopus-like tentacles, emitting a dazzling and mysterious purple brilliance, like a brilliant star.

‘The Family of the Stars! ’

Just seeing the other party's first glance, Fang Xian's name appeared inexplicably in his heart.

Hiss!

In the next moment, the many tentacles of that star family member danced, like a snake, hissing sound came out.

The psychic scene was instantly broken.

Fang Xian returned to his senses and chanted the incantation.

A layer of black mist emerged, covering him into a decent black robe.

"The bird with its wings is my name, and it eats your pain to feed my heart."

Amid the sound of the curse, a **** bird emerged with broken wings and dirty scales. Its wings spread out but it was six or seven meters long, making Fang Xian easy to stand on its back.

The winged bird was soaring in the air. It didn't take long before Fang Xian saw the dense forest and the cave.

‘The other party used to stay here, but it didn’t take long...’

Following the inspiration, Fang Xian snapped the bird with its wings folded.

It vibrates its wings, hides in the clouds, and moves quickly.

The bird's speed was astonishing, and within half an hour, Fang Xian rushed to the place of inspiration tracking.

‘This is...Marcelo? ’

Fang Xian looked at the landmark, and after thinking about it, he recalled: "It's already a long way from the Olympic Games...The investigator over there must have an airplane in addition to a psychic master to find here. "

He dropped the spell, looked at the street signs, and walked into a small town on the outskirts of the city.

Horn town.

This is the name of this place.

It was still night, not even midnight.

The only bar in the town hadn't closed yet, and there was noise from the alcoholics.

"It feels like something is wrong..."

Fang Xian looked at the night sky here. If it were an ordinary person or an investigator, he probably didn't feel anything.

But in his eyes, the night sky here, the light of those stars, was full of a strange purple.

He thought for a while and walked up to the town.

"Go away, you dirty beggar!"

At the entrance of the bar, a guy who looked like a homeless man was thrown out.

A fat man with a tattoo on his cheeks spit on him, "You are not welcome here, the homeless!"

Fang Xian looked at the tramp.

He was about forty years old, his face was full of stubble, his clothes were tattered, his body was smelly, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"This gentleman... are you okay?"

Fang Xian opened his mouth and asked.

"I do not know……"

The homeless man was confused, but Fang Xian could see that although his body was sloppy, the skin under the dirt was well maintained and there were no calluses on his hands. This was not like a homeless man, but like an entrepreneur who had just gone bankrupt. .

‘Above the town, there are such bankrupts? Why do you feel a little uncoordinated? ’

Fang Xian wanted to walk away, but was suddenly inspired, and asked, "What is your name? Where is your home?"

At this moment, the tramp stood up slowly, his eyes rolled, a trace of pain appeared on his face, and he said dazedly: "I...forgot..."

If someone else said that, Fang Xian Bacheng would punch him.

Even if you forget what you are called, have you lost your memory after being hit by a car?

But now, he chooses to believe!

He really felt the pain in the vagrant's heart~www.readwn.com~ It's okay... I'll treat you to a good meal. "

He smiled and took the tramp into the bar.

"This guest... will you take him into our shop?"

The man who blocked the road just now appeared again.

"Yes, I pay for him. Do you know any news about him?"

Being able to make yourself inspired is roughly a clue.

The fat and brawny man like a bodyguard was startled when he heard the words and touched his head: "I don't know... he suddenly appeared in the small town a week ago. No one knew him, but he just refused to leave and seemed to be lost. What...At first we helped him, but sir, everyone’s kindness is limited."

"I know."

Fang Xian smiled and stuffed a few notes: "Bring me two glasses of beer and one of the best food in your bar."