Slay the God: Late Night Bookstore

As soon as Li Mingxuan walked out of the alley, he noticed the movement inside. After sensing it, he couldn't help but look strange.

I didn't expect to be caught...

Maybe this is fate...

Li Mingxuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, then turned around and left with the vegetable basket.

........

The coolness of spring gradually fades away, and the sun becomes hotter, as if announcing the arrival of summer....

In the hot August, the shrill chirping of cicadas echoes in the streets, blending with the sound of horns one after another to form a unique symphony.

The scorching sun shines through the clouds, mercilessly burning the gray-brown asphalt ground, radiating the heat in waves.

As the intensity of the sunlight continued to rise, the entire street seemed to twist, like a giant dragon tumbling.

"It's so hot! It's so hot!"

Li Mingxuan pushed open the door of the study with sweat all over his forehead. He was steaming all over. He ran straight to the air conditioner vent, turned it on, and considerately adjusted the temperature to 16 degrees.

Feeling the coolness brought by the air conditioner, Li Mingxuan couldn't help but smile. He leaned comfortably on the table and chair and started fanning himself with a fan.

This is called life!

Haoran was still sitting on the counter, reading a book calmly, as if the hot summer had no effect on him at all. He glanced at Li Mingxuan from time to time, curled his lips, and said nothing.

During this period, Li Mingxuan's life quickly returned to normal, and he even had time to taste some tea.

Moreover, the bookstore business hasn’t been very good recently. I don’t know if it’s because Mysterious is too quiet or the Night Watchman is guarding it too well.

There are only a dozen guests in these few months...

Of course, Li Mingxuan was happy with this, after all, this way he could slack off as a matter of course.

There is no happiness that can be compared to fishing...

If there is, it means you are just slacking off but not enjoying it!

Li Mingxuan leaned back in his study chair, fanning himself slowly with a fan, and his breathing evened out.

The pedestrians outside the window were holding parasols, wearing sunglasses, or hurrying along with their heads down. Their figures looked so small on the twisted streets.

The sounds of the city became louder and louder. The wheels of the cars rolled out deep and shallow grooves on the asphalt ground, making bursts of friction sounds.

This is the unique atmosphere of the city.

Noisy and mundane...

A peaceful life, an extraordinary life...

.......

As night falls, the city gradually becomes quiet, and the harsh cicadas and horns gradually fade away, as if bidding farewell to the hustle and bustle of the day.

A car slowly stopped in front of an abandoned factory. Zhao Kongcheng got out of the driver's seat, took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

Smoke surrounded his fingertips, and Zhao Kongcheng's gaze fell in front of the abandoned factory, carefully looking at everything nearby.

"Is that the night killer hiding in a place like this?"

Zhao Kongcheng took out a few signboards and spoke uncertainly while fiddling with them.

"Based on the traces it left behind, this is it."

Hongying walked out from the other side of the car, with a spear in her hand, ready to strike at any time.

"That should be right. Lao Zhao, open the Wujie Airspace, and Hongying and I will go in and take a look."

Wen Qimo walked out from the co-pilot seat, looked at the factory, nodded, and then spoke to Zhao Kongcheng who was standing beside him.

"Understood! Ringless Airspace, deploy!"

As Zhao Kongcheng opened the Unrestrained Airspace, an invisible canvas instantly unfolded, covering the entire abandoned factory.

"Come on in! I'll be waiting outside for good news from you two."

Zhao Kongcheng stood next to the signboard, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and snapped his fingers. A small black hole instantly appeared in the Wujie airspace, big enough for the two of them to enter.

"Let's go! I can't wait to stretch my muscles. I've been helping those uncles and aunts solve emotional disputes every day for the past few months! I'm almost exhausted!"

Hongying rushed in impatiently, holding a flaming spear.

"Be careful, this killer has strong fighting power, don't fall!"

Wen Qimo spoke up to remind him.

"understood!"

Hongying nodded when she heard that. The next second, she kicked open the door of the abandoned factory and shouted, "Little Mysterious Girl, hurry up and get out here and die!"

Wen Qimo:........

It seems that my reminder just now was in vain!

Hongying glanced around the room and seemed to have discovered something. Her eyes suddenly widened and she rubbed her eyes uncertainly.

After making sure he was not mistaken, he suddenly ran in.

"Hongying you..."

Seeing Hongying suddenly rush in, Wen Qimo hurried to follow. He was stunned when he saw the situation inside, and the words that came to his mouth were stuck in his throat.

The murderer had half a hideous look on his face and half of his body had been frozen into ice. His body was completely torn into pieces and he was dead beyond deadness.

Only half of the body was left here, and the other half was missing.

"what's the situation!"

Wen Qimo looked at this scene and stood there in a daze for a moment.

"Damn it! It must be that secret thief who did it again. I didn't expect that he would get there first this time!"

Hongying gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

"There's nothing I can do. I can only go back and report the situation to the captain. I've called the relevant departments to come and deal with this half of the body. Now let's pack up!"

Wen Qimo sighed helplessly, then turned around and walked away.

"Damned secret thief, I will definitely catch you!"

Hongying was so angry that she smashed her spear on the ground, breaking the ground into pieces, and then angrily withdrew her troops.

Zhao Kongcheng hadn't even finished smoking his cigarette when he saw Wen Qimo and Hongying coming out.

"So fast? Did he kill the killer instantly?"

Zhao Kongcheng said in disbelief, not even noticing as the ash in his hand fell onto his other hand.

"No, the killer has been killed in advance, leaving only half of his body at the scene. I can only go back to report to the captain."

Wen Qimo shook his head, his tone somewhat helpless.

"Is it that secret thief again? From stealing half of the mysterious body before, to actively hunting the mysterious now?"

Zhao Kongcheng frowned and asked.

"That should be it. All the traces at the scene point to the secret thief. We can only withdraw our team for now."

Wen Qimo opened the passenger door and sat in, looking unhappy.

Hongying did the same, opened the back seat and sat down.

Zhao Kongcheng looked at the two men without saying anything. He just silently put away the Wujie Airspace and came to the driver's seat.

As the car started to accelerate, it slowly drove away from the area. The roar of the car was extremely harsh in the dark and quiet night....