The Murderer Acted So Well, The Special Police Asked Me How Many Years I Had Squatted

The banquet continued, and the atmosphere on board was restless. Li Si couldn't listen anymore, he looked around through the gap opened by the curtain, trying to find a chance to escape.

Then, he heard Professor Franklin make a startling announcement.

"I believe everyone still has concerns, take it easy, who isn't. I am the same way. If the operation is not successful in front of me, I will not believe it."

The old man said lightly, and there were a few low laughs from the crowd.

"So." Professor Franklin's tone became more serious.

"So, I am going to complete a [Rejuvenation Surgery] here, in front of everyone. The required materials have been prepared, and our surgery target, an amiable church member, has also arrived at the scene."

The guests applaud.

Standing up this time was a middle-aged man with a bald head. Like other cult members, he was also wearing a white robe.

But the suit was very tight on his bloated body, and it looked unattractive.

The man stood up, smiled timidly, and then he bowed vigorously: "Praise be to you, [sir]."

The phrase "Sir" spoke English, Li Si was slightly taken aback, and then suddenly, another question was solved.

It turned out that Professor Franklin was the "sir" Qian Xia called.

Indeed, apart from the leader of the cult, who else can conduct human experiments on countless children for decades without anyone noticing.

"Our church friend Suzuki is generous!"

Professor Franklin clapped his hands vigorously: "He dedicated his niece to God, and helped us complete the great cause of rejuvenation."

"And now, he is willing to be a sacrifice to help us test whether the blood of [collateral blood relatives] besides [direct blood relatives] can also make the experiment successful."

These words obviously concealed deep malice, but the man named Suzuki didn't seem to hear it.

He smiled foolishly, nodded and bowed his head: "Everything is dedicated to Lord God."

Li Si hid in the trolley, staring fixedly for a moment. Then he realized that this bald man was Qian Xia's uncle who "went to the city temporarily to run errands".

But Qianxia is still staying in the hotel, who are they going to use for the experiment?

Li Si quickly had an answer, because a group of little girls were brought up, all dressed in clean waxy white kimonos.

Bean Sprout was at the end of the line, with his head down.

The little girls had no idea of ​​the fate they were about to face, jumping up and down. When they approached and suddenly saw so many people, they were a little scared and couldn't help but gather together.

This lovely scene elicited good-natured laughter.

The little girls felt that the laughter was very gentle, so they carefully raised their heads and smiled back sweetly.

There are also some greedy ones, who are already fascinated by the delicacies on the table.

Professor Franklin walked among the little girls and stroked their little heads one by one. When it was Bean Sprout's turn, the girl tried to face down as much as possible, so as not to let the other party find her flaws.

But the old man didn't think so much.

For decades, he has handled countless children.

He may have been condemned by conscience when he was young, but in recent years, he has lost most of his humanity.

Professor Franklin doesn't care how many people he kills any more than he doesn't remember how many slices of bread he eats.

All the little girls knew "Mr.", and it was he who led them to read and write.

So when the old man appeared, the little girls became more relaxed, and some even hugged his skinny legs.

"Come closer, Mr. Suzuki. Come closer."

Surrounded by the little girls, the old man smiled and waved to Suzuki: "Which one is your niece Qianxia? Point her out. Soon, you will become one."

Ecstasy flashed in Suzuki's eyes, and he hurried forward to look carefully at the faces of the little girls.

Professor Franklin waited patiently.

But as time went by, Suzuki was slow to speak. The old man became impatient: "What are you waiting for?"

Suzuki's face was pale.

He raised his head stiffly, showing a smile that was uglier than crying: "Yes, I'm sorry, sir. There is no niece of mine here."

The air was quiet for a moment, and Professor Franklin stood quietly, while Suzuki dared not breathe.

"Impossible," said the old man.

Before going on stage, they specifically counted the number of "god envoys", that is, the number of sacrifices. Absolutely impossible to have a missing situation.

The number was correct, but Qianxia was missing. Could it be that someone sneaked onto the boat and replaced the person?

Thinking of this possibility, Professor Franklin's heart moved. At this moment, he finally noticed Bean Sprout, who had been lowering his head.

"That one over there, you, raise your head up." The old man's tone was gloomy, but Bean Sprout was unmoved.

The other little girls sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and they all avoided in fear. A small circle formed among the crowd, and Bean Sprout stood in the middle with his head down.

The old man sneered in a low voice, strode forward, and unceremoniously stretched out his gnarled hand.

Just before that hand grabbed Dou Sprout's shoulder, Dou Sprout suddenly shortened and disappeared with a swipe.

Professor Franklin was startled, and turned around to find that the little girl had circled behind him and was rushing into the cabin.

Stupid, he thought.

Church members have been arranged at the door, and several people are equipped with firearms. They have already received orders, whoever dares to trespass and shoot directly.

Wanting to capture information about the other party's torture, Professor Franklin shouted: "Don't kill her!"

He saw the little girl kept walking, about to leave the deck and rush into the cabin.

And at the farther door of the cabin, several strong believers are ready to go.

The girl glanced back inadvertently, as if she wanted to make sure if anyone was chasing her. But just looking at this one, she suddenly slowed down, and finally stopped gradually.

Professor Franklin noticed that the little girl smiled brightly at herself.

Why is she laughing?

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, Professor Franklin's brain, which reached the limit of human beings, came to a conclusion.

He turned his head slowly and saw a Shuaibi standing behind him. Shuaibi smiled at him, strangled his neck with lightning speed.

"Tell your people to stop." Li Si whispered.

Franklin immediately yelled: "Don't move!"

Once the technology is proven to be feasible, he, the inventor, will most likely be disposed of by the dignitaries present. The old man doesn't care, he just wants to let his heart and blood shine.

That's why he was so arrogant and outspoken.

But on the other hand, Franklin thought he could die, but definitely not now.

Because the show has only just begun, and he hasn't had enough of it yet.

Faced with death threats, the old man gave in without hesitation.

"Let that girl come over." Li Si said again.

Without hesitation, Franklin nodded to his subordinates. The strong men backed away, and Bean Sprout ran towards Li Si and stood beside him.

"Scared me to death!" The little girl stuck out her tongue.

Without time to ask her how she got on the boat, Li Si took Dou Sprout's little hand and slowly loosened Franklin's neck.

The old man rubbed his throat with lingering fear.

He turned to Li Si: "Listen, you..."

You'd better catch him with your arms tied, you won't be able to escape.

Professor Franklin wanted to say that, but...

bang bang.

Two low muffled sounds.

A second later, the old body fell straight on the ground, and the chili oil and tofu brain were scattered all over the ground.

Li Si bent over and wiped his fists on his clothes. It is very firm, but there is still a sticky feeling after wiping.

"Go back and wash with soap." He stood up.

The deck was silent for ten seconds, and everyone couldn't believe it. But it just happened, and the genius Franklin, the geek of biology, just died.

And die so easily.

Until then, heart-piercing screams sounded from all around.

Countless people shouted at the same time: "Catch him!"

Bean Sprout was in a daze, Li Si hugged her horizontally, very happy: "Hahahahaha slip away."