"Mr. Luo, according to the information from the St. Mary Hospital, there are 42 people born on July 15th and are still alive. There are seventeen people living in S City. In addition to the thirteen who have been killed, there are four people now. These four people are now living in the Eastern Generation. However, the four of them are more than ten miles away from the closest two families. Which one should we go first?" After leaving the Public Security Bureau, he got into a police car. Zu Hao put on his seat belt and asked Luo Zhuo who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Go to the nearest one first." Luo Zhuo said casually. Even if there were only four people, Luo Zhuo could not determine which one was the target of the murderer. However, as long as the murderer appeared around him, he would definitely recognize it. Luo Zhuo could detect the fluctuations emitted by the person who practiced evil skills with his eyes closed, provided that the person appeared within two miles around him.

"Send a few police officers to guard the other three. Don't act rashly when you find suspicious people, and notify me immediately." Luo Zhuo added.

Even if Luo Zhuo didn't say it, Zu Hao would make such arrangements. He made a phone call and started the car.

Half an hour later, Luo Zhuo and Zu Hao came to a family and parked their car on the side of the road. Zu Hao looked at Luo Zhuo and said, "The nearest one is this family, the male owner of 201 on the second floor, was born thirty-two years ago at Santa Maria Hospital. The birthday is July 15th."

Luo Zhuo nodded, but did not speak, but closed his eyes. When he closed his eyes, the spiritual consciousness that was invisible to the naked eye scattered to all sides like flowing water.

Zu Hao couldn't see what Luo Zhuo was doing. He was just an ordinary person and didn't know that there was still spiritual consciousness in the world. However, if he could be appreciated by Zheng Xuan, he was a very eye-catching person. Luo Zhuo didn't speak, so he just waited quietly without disturbing him.

About five or six minutes later, Luo Zhuo opened his eyes and said calmly, "Let's go, go to the next house."

Zu Hao didn't know what was going on, but he only needed to follow one principle, that is, to obey Luo Zhuo's instructions, so he didn't ask anything, and started the car and drove towards the next house. Of course, after they left, there were still several policemen here, and they were responsible for protecting the possible victims before they caught the murderer.

The second family was more than ten minutes away from the first family. Of course, this was not a traffic jam. When he arrived outside the second family, Luo Zhuo acted like a move. After closing his eyes for a few minutes, the two continued to rush to the next family.

The sky has begun to turn dark. It is now the third day since the last victim died. According to the murderer's habit of killing one person in three days, there will be another person killed today. Luo Zhuo is not in a hurry. Zu Hao is calm on the surface, but in fact he is very worried. The director has said that at the stage of the chopping incident at the railway station, no one can die. Not to mention those high-sounding words, this is related to his career, so he is very concerned about preventing the murderer from committing a crime.

When he arrived at the third family, it was completely dark. Zu Hao was anxious, but he could not urge Luo Zhuo. The third family lived in a community next to the viaduct. After Zu Hao stopped the car for a few minutes, Luo Zhuo opened his eyes. The pair of eyes in the dark seemed to emit a strange light, which made Zu Hao dazed. He had never thought that a man's eyes could look so beautiful, like a black gem.

"Wait here." Luo Zhuo threw a sentence. The man had already crawled out of the police car. Zu Hao had no time to react, but he understood in an instant that Luo Zhuo had discovered the murderer. He hurriedly picked up the phone. Although only two teams of more than a dozen people under his command could be mobilized, since the murderer was discovered, no one else had to protect him and all of them were transferred!

Luo Zhuo's movements were not very fast. He had just noticed the kind of fluctuations emitted by the person who practiced evil skills. This person who had obtained an evil skill did not know how to restrain his cultivation. How could he hide it from Luo Zhuo's spiritual consciousness?

The man Luo Zhuo noticed was on the top of the building, and the possible victim happened to live on the top floor, and the assailant seemed to be waiting to take action.

At the height of the thirty-story building, it took Luo Zhuo only two or three minutes to walk the stairs. When he stepped on the roof, he happened to see a black figure jumping down from the edge of the roof. Luo Zhuo shook his figure and came to the edge of the building.

Looking down, he caught the black shadow drilling into a window. Luo Zhuo jumped down without hesitation. When his body fell to the edge of the window, his feet kicked in the air. The air instantly compressed, and a flash of light. Luo Zhuo's body turned into the room from the window.

"Who?" a hoarse voice shouted.

Luo Zhuo stood by the window with his hands behind his back, and saw a man in black squatting on the ground. In front of him, a middle-aged man had fainted on the ground. The man in black had already grabbed the middle-aged man's head, and the woman and child on the sofa next to him had also fainted.

"Has your master told you that the Taoist Dharma cannot attack ordinary people at will?" Luo Zhuo said coldly.

"Who are you?" The man in black looked a little nervous in his hoarse voice. "I don't care who you are, hurry up and leave, otherwise I will kill him."

"So it's a young man." Luo Zhuo snorted, "Supremember it, I'll give you a chance to survive."

When he saw it, Luo Zhuo discovered that the murderer who killed thirteen people was just a young man in his twenties. Even the clothes on his body looked like they were bought from a roadside stall. When he saw Luo Zhuo just now, he showed a hint of nervousness, obviously a little guilty, and he didn't look like a habitual offender no matter how he looked.

"I don't want to kill you, don't force me." The young man in black stood up and pointed at Luo Zhuo and said.

"Thirteen innocent people died at your hands, and you actually said you didn't want to kill someone?" Luo Zhuo felt a little funny.

"It is their honor to be able to sacrifice for my cultivation. After I become an immortal, I will definitely take care of their descendants!" The young man in black said loudly.

"I'm stubborn!" Luo Zhuo snorted coldly. Such people are self-righteous in their work and always find excuses for their behavior. Luo Zhuo is too lazy to talk nonsense to him. He stepped forward and grabbed the young man in black in the chest.

The young man in black was also angry. When he saw Luo Zhuo taking action, he also took action. With his hands together, a red blood radius came out of him, turning into a whistling huge skull, biting towards Luo Zhuo.

Luo Zhuo snorted coldly, clenched his fist with his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and the eyebrows of the skull seemed to be slow and fast. The skull let out a shrill scream, and then fell apart. The red blood sparks scattered everywhere, and when it fell on the wall, it made a sizzling corrosive sound. The blood could actually turn into a tangible one.

Luo Zhuo pointed the skull with one finger. The young man in black groaned, took a few steps back, wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, and gritted his teeth, and took out a short staff that seemed to be a spine from his arms. He muttered something in his mouth, and the short staff suddenly became bigger and turned into a stick more than two meters long. He held the stick with both hands and smashed it directly towards Luo Zhuo.

"You are really using a good magic weapon as a stick. You really have a bad encounter with someone." Luo Zhuo was stunned. He stretched out his hand casually and directly held the end of the stick. His hand was slightly shocked. The young man in black felt a sharp pain in his palm, and the stick had already left his palm.

He was shocked and quickly recited a spell, trying to take back the stick. Luo Zhuo felt that the stick in his hand that had turned into a short stick again trembled, as if he wanted to leave. He snorted coldly, and his magic power moved, poured it into the short stick, and the short stick immediately returned to calm.

After mocking the young man in black, he used magic weapons as a stick, Luo Zhuo actually swung the short staff, and knocked on the back of the head of the young man in black, as if there was no distance.

The young man in black rolled his eyes and fainted on the ground without making any sound. From the beginning to the end of the battle, the young man in black was not on the same order of magnitude as Luo Zhuo. His little ability was invincible to deal with ordinary people, and nothing was in front of Luo Zhuo.

Luo Zhuo threw the short stick into the storage space, lifted the young man in black, and jumped out of the window. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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