Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Liu. My name is Luo Ping, and I'm a private investigator."

The man took off his hat to salute Liu Zheng, his white hair growing haphazardly like weeds.

His face was wrinkled, his skin was loose, and his eye bags were swollen and dark, making him look like an old man.

However, his voice sounded very young, even a little childish.

"It's an honor to meet you, Detective Luo."

Liu Zheng replied politely.

"Your request is to investigate how the poison was put into the bottle, right?"

Luo Ping confirmed.

"Correct."

"Then please pay the fee first."

Luo Ping said.

"Ok?"

Liu Zheng looked through the crack in the door.

"I forgot to tell you, his rule is that he has to pay the full amount upfront."

"That's what the medical bee said."

"It's really inappropriate for you to forget like this."

He squinted slightly.

100,000 yuan isn't a lot of money, but this kind of half-truth is not something to be encouraged.

"Then I'll cover half of it for you, okay?"

"I am reluctant to say it," said the doctor bee.

"That's pretty much it."

Liu Zheng handed over the 100,000 yuan that the two of them had combined to Luo Ping.

"Thank you, Mr. Liu, cough cough!"

Luo Ping coughed heavily a few times, then covered his mouth with his hand.

"In your current condition, you should have Dr. Bee treat you properly rather than going out to work."

He frowned as he spoke.

"If I don't go out to work, I won't have the money to pay my medical bills. Right, Doctor Bee?"

Luo Ping smiled, his face pale.

"You're making it sound like I'm some kind of unscrupulous doctor. You've already earned enough for your medical expenses; you're the one who's wasting your money on pointless things and constantly worsening your condition."

The medical bee expressed its dissatisfaction.

"I think it's quite interesting. Doctor Bee, would you like to invest a little? The return on investment is very high!"

Luo Ping laughed.

"Forget it, it's not even certain whether you'll live to see the day you reap the rewards."

The medical bee rejected his proposal without hesitation.

"Let's chat later, you two. I'm in a hurry right now."

Liu said expressionlessly.

"Okay, shall I drive my car or yours?"

A strange light flashed in Luo Ping's eyes, and then he asked.

"We'll each drive our own cars, you just follow behind me."

he replied.

"Okay. I'll go start the car first."

Luo Ping nodded and walked towards the old-fashioned Nissan.

"Is Niu Daji able to come out now?"

Liu Zheng asked the doctor about bees.

"It will probably take another fifteen minutes."

Doctor Bee replied.

"Then let it out and go back to the clinic first."

"Oh."

After giving his instructions, Liu Zheng got into his sports car and drove Luo Ping to Rose Street.

As soon as he entered Rose Street, he witnessed a scene that made his blood run cold.

There were many wine bottles in front of the plane tree, and its roots were reaching towards one of them.

"Stay put!"

Liu Zheng roared with all his might.

The noise was so loud that Luo Ping, who was behind him, was startled and slammed on the brakes.

The plane trees were also startled, their roots freezing in mid-air.

Liu Zheng jumped out of the car and sprinted to the plane tree with the momentum of a 100-meter dash, where he pulled out "Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath".

The Dragon Scale Blade was surrounded by raging flames, just like his current state of mind.

"If you really want to die, I won't need the sanitation department to do anything. I'll just chop you up and send you to the kitchen to be burned as firewood."

He pointed his knife at the plane tree and said sternly.

"Who's looking for death? Why are you yelling so loudly?"

The plane tree expressed its dissatisfaction.

"You dare drink if you're not looking to get yourself killed?"

Liu Zheng pointed to the evidence on the ground and said.

"Isn't this just trying to lure out the person who harmed me?"

The plane tree said aggrievedly.

"You don't need to worry about it, I've already found the person."

Hearing this, his anger subsided slightly, and he said irritably.

"Alright, put away your junk liquor. Don't delay the work of the detective I hired."

Liu Zheng gave the order.

"Hmph, why should I listen to you?"

The plane tree is stubborn.

"You won't listen, huh? Fine, tomorrow I'll find an excuse to transplant you into the sewer. There's meat, urine, and poop there, and a fire mage will help you shape your tree. You'll love it."

he sneered.

"I do not want!"

The plane tree let out a shriek, and more than a dozen roots burst out of the ground, instantly dragging all the wine bottles down.

"If you won't drink a toast, you'll have to drink a penalty shot. Aren't you pathetic? Alright, Mr. Luo, you can start working now."

Liu Zheng made a sarcastic remark and then turned to Luo Ping, who had just arrived.

"Okay. Do you or this Mr. Tree possess any abilities or items similar to anti-magic fields or anti-superpower fields?"

Luo Ping asked.

"I don't have any. Do you?"

He asked about the plane trees.

"No, humph!"

The plane trees turned their heads away.

"Okay, I'll get started then. Could you help me up?"

As soon as Luo Ping finished speaking, his body immediately fell forward.

Liu Zheng, having received his reminder, caught him with quick reflexes.

“So light!”

Liu Zheng was startled.

Chapter 603 VIP Special Services

It weighs less than a pound; even a human skin isn't this light.

Although the extraordinary world may not necessarily abide by the law of conservation of matter, it's impossible that Luo Ping would accept money just to perform a suicide for him.

Therefore, the part of his weight that disappeared must still exist, just in a way that Liu Zheng cannot see.

"Mr. Liu, please take a look."

Just then, Luo Ping's voice rang in his ear, barely audible.

He immediately widened his eyes and looked around.

Centered on the plane trees, illusory images of the past gradually appear, overlapping with everything in the present.

In the midst of the dazzling, overlapping scenes, a solitary, ghostly figure stands out all the more.

This person was wearing a high-tech combat suit and was very short, only about 1.3 meters tall. When he squatted down, he looked like a large dog.

His face was covered by a full-face mask, and his chest was flat, making it impossible to tell his gender or race. He was clearly a humanoid creature.

The masked man remained squatting there, motionless, until Liu Zheng's phantom appeared, at which point he slightly raised his head.

The illusory shadow of the plane tree collected the rest of the wine, opened the remaining bottles, and closed its eyes to give a final count.

At that moment, the masked man's phantom image suddenly disappeared, and the next instant "he" appeared next to a pile of beer bottles, then took out two syringes and shot the poison into the beer bottles.

The next instant, "he" reappeared in the same squatting spot, and once again became a statue.

Then, all the phantoms vanished without a trace.

"Thank you, Mr. Liu."

Liu Zheng felt a weight on his hand, and Luo Ping opened his eyes and stood up on his own.

"Who was that just now?"

he asked.

"That's a scene that has happened before."

Luo Ping replied.

"Impressive, Detective Luo Ping."

Even though he had already guessed it, Liu Zheng still sincerely praised it.

With this skill, it would be hard not to become a great detective.

"Mr. Liu, you flatter me. Please wait a moment."

Luo Ping took out a piece of drawing paper, a paintbrush, and a paint box from his coat, and started drawing while lying on the ground.

His paintbrushes and paint boxes are also magical. As long as you dip the paintbrush into the clear water compartment of the paint box, the paint on the brush will be completely dissolved and then recycled back into the corresponding color compartment.

He was also very skilled at painting, and soon a portrait of a masked man appeared before Liu Zheng's eyes.

"Mr. Liu, is the person I drew the same as the one you just saw?"

Luo Ping handed him the painting and asked.