Han Shuang slowly closed her eyes and fell into memories. Her face pale again, and small beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, as if she had recalled something terrible.

"Guess what I saw at his den."

"What." Xiao Feng felt a little bad premonition.

"Three naked female corpses are placed in the living room, and their lower bodies are damaged to varying degrees. What does it mean? After they died, they were injured many times." Han Shuang said expressionlessly.

Xiao Feng is a little disgusting, damn it, kill the corpse, do you know, it's so fucking heavy taste.

"After this pervert put me on the sofa, he entered the room and didn't care about me anymore. Xiao Feng, do you know that I've seen dead people before and never felt scared, but this time, I was scared."

Xiao Feng nodded, and he said he could understand that a fifteen-year-old girl, even if she was strong and lived in the same room with three female corpses, would probably feel fear in her heart.

"Five minutes later, the pervert came out of the room. He held a condom in his left hand and a small box in his right hand. When he opened the box, I was shocked. There were many professional tools in it, such as scalpels, surgical forceps... In addition, there were anesthetics and salt particles."

"He is a surgeon." Xiao Feng blurted out.

Many ordinary people can't even listen to the names of the tools that Han Shuang reported. Only surgeons can understand and use them. Especially some things are simply something that cannot be bought on the market and only available in the hospital. Of course, people like Xiao Feng can also get them and are familiar with these tools, but compared with the two, surgeons may have the most likely surname.

Han Shuang looked at Xiao Feng deeply and nodded: "Yes, he is a surgeon and a famous surgical professor in Yindu City."

"Professor, this is obviously a beast. He saves life and helps the wounded during the day, and turns into a demon at night, harvesting flowers-like lives." Xiao Feng sighed.

"He held a scalpel in his hand and gently polished the knife on my face. He told me that he used to cut and plug salt into pieces after finishing it. Today, let's do it while doing it." Han Shuang's voice was a little trembling, probably because she was scared at the beginning.

"You killed him."

"Well, I killed him. Just as he was facing his back to me and was about to take off his clothes, I picked up the scalpel he placed next to me, broke his tendons, and finally wiped his neck. He wouldn't even figure it out until he died, so why would I suddenly wake up?" Han Shuang said with a sneer.

Xiao Feng raised his thumbs up: "You are really amazing."

"After killing him, I called my father and called the police. My father was frightened at that time and flew directly from the military district to the city, and entered the den at the same time as the police."

Xiao Feng couldn't help but sigh: "It's really ironic. The case that the police can't solve was actually solved by you, a fifteen-year-old girl."

"Since then, I have decided to be a policeman when I grow up and catch all the bad guys. Forget it, why do I tell you this?" Han Shuang shook her head.

"Han Shuang, you can see that your father treats you well, so why is he so tough this time?"

"Why." Han Shuang looked at Xiao Feng and gritted her teeth: "I caused too much trouble this time. He had to do this. Xiao Feng, I will not come back in the future."

"Then let's have a meal together tonight, okay?" Xiao Feng said seriously.

Han Shuang hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: "Okay."

"Well, thank you for giving me face, Han Shuang, what are your plans in the future."

Han Shuang shook her head, but thought to herself, what are the plans to do? Of course, she had to give birth to the child first, but she couldn't tell Xiao Feng about this.

Xiao Feng left Han Shuang's room and knocked on Ding Ding's door.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Feng asked in confusion as he looked at Ding Ding who didn't raise his head in front of the table.

Ding Ding was holding a pen in her hand and was writing something: "The teacher left a homework, what is the difference between Jin Yong and Gu Long's books?"

"What's the difference?" Xiao Feng walked forward, glanced at the dozens of titles on the notebook, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Dingding, I know this."

"You know, then tell me." Ding Ding couldn't wait to ask.

Xiao Feng smiled mysteriously, took the pen from Ding Ding's hand, wrote the fourteen words "Flying snow and shooting white deer in the sky, laughing at the book of the god of the god leaning on the bird mandarin", and said slowly: "This is Jin Yong's fourteen books, right?"

"Well, "The Legend of Flying Foxes", "The Flying Foxes in the Snow Mountain", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The White Horse Roaring the West Wind", "The Deer and the Cauldron"; "The Sword and Proud Wanderer", "The Book and the Sword", "The Return of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The S

"Then do you know what Gu Long's book is?" Xiao Feng continued to ask with a smile, but his smile was a little rippling.

Ding Ding did not notice the rippling ripples in Xiao Feng's smile and nodded: "Of course I also know that there are "Lovers' Arrow", "Jade Sword", "Xiao Shiyilang", "Meteor Butterfly Sword", "Sword Poisonous Plum Fragrance", "Blood Parrot", "Born the Corpse", "Farewell to the God Lord", "Seven Weapons", "Full Moon Scimitar", "Sword Washing Record", "Chrysanthemum Thorn", etc."

"Very good, what's going on with it?" Xiao Feng smiled even more.

Ding Ding was puzzled and shook her head: "I haven't heard of connecting."

"Then I'll send you a little bit, right? Jin Yong's "Flying snow and shooting white deer in the sky, laughing at the book of the god of the book leans on the green mandarin"; Gu Long's "Lovers' Jade Flute flows poisonous blood, borrow your Qiyuan to wash chrysanthemums". Haha, now you know the difference between the two.

"My lover Yuxiao is bleeding poisonously, and I borrow Qiyuan to wash the chrysanthemums." Ding Ding didn't react and read it carefully.

"Oh, isn't it??" Xiao Feng snapped his fingers: "I'm very curious, what poison has been poisoned by my lover's jade flute, and how can I wash the chrysanthemums."

"..." Ding Ding understood, her face turned red, and she picked up the notebook on the table and smashed it at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng hid, looked at Ding Ding on the verge of anger, and waved his hand: "Don't blame me, this is non-original, I occasionally see it on Weibo, hahaha, there are so many talented people now."

Ding Ding originally thought that Xiao Feng had some ideas, but he didn't expect that the dog could not spit out ivory from his mouth. He hummed: "Then Gu Long has many works, such as "The Little Li Flying Knife", "The Legend of Chu Liuxiang", "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng", "The Legend of Tianya Mingyue Knife", etc."

"Okay, let's talk about it seriously. Jin Yong's book embodies the strong character "门". As his book says, the most hero is for the country and the people." Xiao Feng paused and smiled: "Actually, what I admire most is Gu Long. He has been involved in gangs, made friends, from literati to peddlers and pawns. He knows everything. I like his saying, "I have no choice but to do it." Haha, many people think that this sentence was passed down from ancient times, but it was actually said by Gu Long."

Ding Ding then put away his anger and nodded: "Well, the most heroic person is for the country and the people. People are in the world and cannot help themselves. It's good, I know how to write it."

"Dingding, aren't you going to listen to archaeology? Why did you study the difference between the two?" Xiao Feng asked curiously.

"Yes, do you have any objections?" Ding Ding snorted, stopped paying attention to Xiao Feng, and started writing.

Xiao Feng knocked on the table: "Hey, Ding Ding, don't write for now, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"Eat." Ding Ding raised her head and looked at Xiao Feng with a strange look: "Say, if you have something to ask me for anything, the weasel wishes the chicken a happy New Year, and is uneasy."

"..." Xiao Feng was speechless. Is my image so bad? "I have nothing to do to show my diligence, either annihilation or robbery."

"Yes, I was about to say it." Ding Ding nodded seriously.

"Damn, I'll treat you tonight. All the beauties in the villa will go. As for you, hum, do whatever you want to go or not." Xiao Feng said, turning around and leaving.

"Wait, what time will you eat?" Ding Ding hurriedly shouted.

"8 o'clock, the tower in the clouds."

"Wow, I went to Yunzhong Tower for dinner again, so of course I have to go, hehe, who is the fool who doesn't go? Okay, you go out, remember to close the door." After Ding Ding said that, she lowered her head and wrote again.

Xiao Feng shook his head helplessly, left the room, closed the door, and dealt with Han Shuang and Ding Ding. That would be nothing. With such excitement, Huo Wu must go there. As for Zhang Xue, Lin Lin can settle her.

Xiao Feng took out his cell phone and called Huotian: "Hey, A Tian, ​​what are you doing?"

"Haha, Zhao Meng and Xiao Ye are here, we are chatting."

"Oh, I'll treat you tonight. Since they are here, then call them. At 8 o'clock, we will see you at the entrance of the Yunzhong Tower."

I played together a few days ago, and Xiao Feng and Lin Mo's girlfriend Zhao Meng are quite familiar with each other. As for Xiao Ye, let alone Xiao Ye would not have known Zhang Yu without him. Since I was treating tonight, these two are not bad, they are all friends.

"Go to treat, okay, we will arrive on time." Huo Tian nodded and hung up the phone.

"What's the matter?" Lin Mo looked at Huotian and asked faintly.

"Brother Feng invites you to dinner tonight, and the tower in the clouds will be in the eight o'clock."

"Oh", Lin Mo nodded and stopped talking.

"Oh, Xiao Yuzi is not here. If he is there too, it will be lively." Huo Tian said with a sigh.

Xiaoye, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but speak: "Huotian, do you know Zhang Yu's current situation?

"He." Huotian shook his head, his eyes gradually dissipated, and he looked at the sky through the window.

"Kill him, 35, kill him, kill him." A huge shout sounded, and everyone's eyes were paying attention to the two people on the ring.

One of them was stained with blood and several red scars, which seemed to be injured by some sharp weapon. His ostentatious silver hair showed his unruly and unruly. He was Zhang Yu, one of the three young men in Tianmen; No. 35, which was the shady wind.

Not far away in front of him, a man covered in blood was lying. He gasped and wanted to stand up. However, Zhang Yu no longer planned to give him a chance. He walked slowly towards the man and glanced as cold as a wolf: "No. 34, goodbye, from today, I will be No. 34, which is a badass."

Zhang Yu bent down and grabbed the man's head, and suddenly exerted force. The sound of "click" came out. The scene became quiet. The next second, a fierce scream erupted around: "34,34,34."
Chapter completed!