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There were many cases involved in that year, and Chen Nanhuai spent a month carefully sorting out these things, and listed some problematic cases among them, while Zhou You's goal was even narrower.

It was only one month after Zhou Mu's incident happened, Chen Nanhuai quickly retrieved these cases, and some of them were trivial and short-sighted.

"There are mostly homicides here. Look at these, most of them are descendants of famous families, who murdered with love, and some were judged as begging for money. Of course, there are also suicides." Chen Nanhuai listed a total of seven or eight cases, none of which were very serious. In line with Zhou You's meaning, he frowned and shook his head.

Chen Nanhuai passed on some relatively minor cases that he denied.

"Because Mais is a very special consortium, they should only move big shots." Chen Nanhuai thought for a while, and wanted to redefine the area.The two walked out while talking, Team Zhang was already giving fire safety education to the villagers who rushed over, and the people in the police escorted the third son of the Jin family and the rest of the villagers into the police car.

The originally bustling door suddenly disappeared.

Zhou You and Xiao Chen returned to their car, Zhou You looked at the cases passed by Chen Nanhuai, and the small policemen were trying their best to explain the details of these cases to him.

Suddenly, he seemed to see something, he bit his lip and asked, "Ah Bad, what case is this?"

Chen Nanhuai probed over, and found that what he clicked was a newspaper silhouette, on which was a stage like a sea of ​​flames. "Oh, this case, this case is actually quite special. You know that our Grand Theater in N City has been renovated three times. The first time was 20 years ago because of investment from overseas Chinese, and the second time was in Zhou At the end of the year before Mu's accident, the cause was this case."

This is a rape case that happened more than ten years ago. When a famous magician was performing in N City, unfortunately, he made a mistake with the props. What was stained on his body was not the special powder that blocks flames—the powder It was originally intended to protect it from high temperature damage in the event of a fire, but it was mistakenly replaced with white phosphorus, and the coffin that originally performed the escape magic began to burn from the inside, eventually burning the magician alive into charcoal wood.

The high-temperature combustion quickly consumed the oxygen in the space, and because it was an escape magic, the magician couldn't make any sound.When a violent flame burned out inside the prop, everyone realized that something was wrong, but it was too late to go forward to rescue the disaster. The fire directly ignited the combustibles on the stage, and immediately, the whole stage was turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The staff could only evacuate all the personnel urgently.At that time, the Grand Theater was burnt beyond recognition and had to be closed.

After Chen Nanhuai finished speaking, he scratched his head and said, "It can only be said that your colleague was unlucky enough to encounter this incident. Of course, the worst thing is that the Grand Theater set up the entire main stage for this, and it was not completely repaired until the end of the year. It is open to the outside world, but because of this, it can be regarded as "once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of well ropes", the Grand Theater has not undertaken any dramas or performances that will cause severe combustion."

Zhou You shook his head. This case seems to be caused by the negligence of the staff, but there are many indescribable and weird details in it. It is well known in the industry that there is no escape magic that will not leave a back door for yourself. Even hands and feet Even if they are tied up and their actions are restricted, they can use these back doors to escape.

The magician just died on the stage.

"What's the magician's name?"

Xiao Chen thought for a while, glanced at the information, and read in a low voice: "Lu Mingcheng, the genius magician at that time, was only 19 years old at the time, so he died prematurely."

The magician took another look at the first batch of documents at hand. Among them was a wealthy businessman named Jiang Tao. These were the cases that Chen Nanhuai had screened out just now. Many of them matched his guesses. This is a missing item that has not yet been resolved. case.

While searching for news about Lu Mingcheng, he asked Xiao Chen to introduce the case.

"This is also a relatively special case. It is not complicated in terms of the disappearance, but after this incident, his wife quickly handed over the company's shares in hand to Xingmai through formal channels. In the end, Jiang Tao never came back, and his family also moved out of N City, and the family immigrated to the United States."

Zhou You glanced at Lu Mingcheng's information, the information on this person's Internet is still pitiful, but soon, a piece of information entered his field of vision.

Could it be true?

……

When the pigeon woke up, the back of his head was still hurting, and he felt groggy for a while. He glanced at the surrounding concrete walls on two sides and two iron fences on the other side. This is a simple prison cell.The light was very dim, he touched himself, and everything in his pockets had been searched.

These people are of high quality. He touched his heel, and the file placed there disappeared.This group of people is a bit strict, Pigeon couldn't help but sighed.

He took a look, and there were still a few people in the cell opposite. This is a private prison for "blue hands", which is often used to detain those who are imprisoned and invisible. "Blue Hand" or Xingmai was originally a bandit organization that tied fast tickets to make a fortune. However, the person in charge of it is extremely skilled in cleaning up whitewashing. It used to be a cancer of the city, but now it has become the light of the city. I don't know if it is true. Really that ironic.

He took a look, and there were twelve cells in total as far as he could see, not every cell was filled with people, and everyone didn't speak, maintaining a terrifying silence, only sporadic sounds of people changing positions, but It will soon disappear into the invisible.The prisoners here... all seem to be big men to the pigeons.

As soon as he pulled his scalp, something in a sealed bag came into his hand in a bloody mess.He pressed the wound, not caring about the headache, and quickly opened the pocket in his hand, revealing an extremely slender iron braze inside.

Time is running out, the pigeon said silently.Afterwards, he quickly picked the lock hanging by the door, and ducked out of the cell.He is the vanguard of the Laughing Man, a scout, and a vanguard who destroys the checkpoints, but in the eyes of outsiders, he is just a pickpocket, a brat.

3000 million.He put this number on his lips, showing a smug smile. In all fairness, he didn't come here for the money. He can steal as much as he wants. He is such an excellent pickpocket, there is no him in the world The thing that cannot be stolen, money, is just a number to him.He is for this excitement, stealing hooks and stealing countries, thieves and robbers.

Interesting.

The prisoners here didn't notice him, or maybe they weren't interested in his invasion. They had been isolated from the world for so long that they only had survival instincts in response to the outside world. Escape seemed to them a luxury.

They were transferred many times, and the original cells were worse than here, with feces and urine overflowing everywhere, and they ate and littered together, and they felt like animals.They have lost the will to live as human beings and are just constantly dying.

Pigeon passed by one cell after another. His cell was the deepest one in the entire cell. When he reached the main entrance, there were thirty cells in total. He counted carefully, and there were nineteen prisoners here, including him. .

And connecting the outside world and this hell on earth is a thick iron gate, which is now being closed tightly without leaving any gaps.

Pigeon knows that he doesn't have much time, and soon, people in this base will come to him to find out what his purpose is, ask who he is, and if he is harmful, or even execute him at all costs, then It was an ending he couldn't afford.

He took a deep breath, took out the tools in his hand and quickly operated on the iron door.

This kind of iron gate is not common in the imperial capital, and it is more used in the important positions of some special institutions. The pigeon has only touched it once or twice, but he has a deep understanding of this kind of door opening. He had already stirred the mechanism of the gate, and he put his head on the gate, and the winch inside began to rotate at a constant speed.

There are doors.

No matter how complicated he is, the lock of the door cannot escape its own structure, and it remains the same. He quickened his movements, but at this moment, he heard a "bang", as if gravity had run over something , his hands tightened suddenly, and it was too late to withdraw, the iron rods in his hands were broken in unison, leaving only an empty handle in his hand.

There are agencies that are specially designed to guard against such attacks.

The pigeon never expected such an outing, and was stunned behind the door for a while.But at this moment, the rotor of the gate started to move slowly.

somebody is coming.The young man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he suddenly thought of a way. He stuck to the door tightly. When the door opened, he could already smell the strong smell of tobacco and male hormones.

"Class A said today that a kid was caught at the entrance of the cave, so they came here today to check his identity?" said one of the people with a loud voice.

"It should be a pickpocket. There are a lot of such things on him. This kind of person is timid. He may be trying to make money. When the time comes, he will beat him and then let him go. Forgive this kid for not daring to say anything."

The sound was relatively normal, and the pigeon quietly held its breath. The moment the two pushed the door open, they walked straight inside without caring about anything else.The pigeon slid out like a cartilaginous snake along the edge of the gate.Then carefully close the door.

There was also a bunch of keys on the door.It took no effort at all, the pigeon carefully locked the door several times in a row, looked at the cell behind him, smiled with satisfaction, and disappeared into the dark corridor.

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"Brother on the top": "Brother, do you still remember when we were children, we went boating in the White Lotus Pond. At that time, I was five years old and you were seven years old, childhood sweethearts."

"Senior brother, you still remember that we were learning Taoism in the Jade Emperor Palace, and I dozed off. It was you who protected me from being punished by the master. I am so grateful."

"Senior brother, do you still remember that year when we went down the mountain to enlighten Tao for the first time, that night in the mountain temple, senior brother was afraid that I would catch a cold, so he took off his Taoist robe and put it on me..."

"Senior brother, do you still remember that at that time, it was you who stood in front of me and suffered those seventeen or eight knives for me...Senior brother..."

He Jiusi burped, hugged a dirty jar, and spoke into the air.

He was crying and laughing, as if in the dark, there would be a faint ghost with seven souls floating around and three souls that could be heard.

Luofu Mountain was disbanded, the gate of the mountain was burned, the Buddhist scripture pavilion was destroyed, the demon king of all ages came out of the mountain, the ghost king of Fengdu wreaked havoc on the world, and the Canary Dynasty changed its dynasty.

But He Jiusi, he, he doesn't care.

He was drunk all day long, until one day ten years later, in the dilapidated hall full of red candles, he still babbled and sometimes wore the blood-stained women's clothes left behind by his teachers and sisters , to perform that person's favorite "Resurrection".

"The living can die, the dead can live... But how did you ever remember..."

But this time, a voice suddenly picked up his words.

The wet hair brushed his neck, and it was cold.

"Brother, brother, I remember."

"Oh my god, hell!"