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Seventy-eight. Take the initiative to attack

Half an hour later, an email prompt appeared in the lower right corner of the computer. However, this time Yang Chunxue could also see it.

I opened the email address and heard two pages of information sent by the police officer appear before my eyes.

One of them is named Wang Mu, a 38-year-old male, from Zhongcheng District. The other is named Liu Xiaoyan, a 26-year-old male, from the west district of the city.

The time of the two people's disappearance coincides with the time of the victim's death, and their height and body shape are basically the same after they are restored. But these are stuck in the last link: they went home a few days after they disappeared.

If this phenomenon is put into common sense, it is enough to conclude that the two are not victims.

But if you think from an unreasonable perspective or an unreasonable perspective, it is a bit intriguing.

The two can die after disappearance, leave two bodies at the death site, and then return home to resume normal life.

If the clues obtained by Lu Li are integrated into it, it becomes:

The two were caught by Li Chad of the Mad Asylum, and let the ghosts of Lu Wenjian and Ayong take their bodies as containers and replace them. After the replacement, the Mad Asylum forces left behind the bodies of the two. At that time, Lu Wenjian and Ayong, who had been completely replaced, returned to their original homes and lived a normal life.

These are just Lu Li’s guesses. They are not necessarily accurate, but the general direction will not deviate.

"Kill someone, and then turn into his appearance and live with his family..." Yang Chunxue shuddered at this. Her anger rose from the bottom of her heart almost uncontrollably.

This has nothing to do with emotions, it is just the innate disgust and resistance of beings that can replace oneself as a wise creature.

But in a blink of an eye, Yang Chunxue's momentum became disheartened and she sighed: "But we can't explain this to the police..."

"So it's our turn to come out." Lu Li pulled open the drawer, picked up the handkerchief and slowly wiped the pistol.

"Wait a minute..." Seeing Lu Li holding a gun, Yang Chunxue jumped and stopped him: "Although your reasoning logic is perfect, the other party may be really a normal person, it's just a police error or it's just a coincidence."

"It is indeed possible, we will know these things in the past." The handkerchief put into the trigger and wiped off the oil. Lu Li said without raising his head: "If it is an ordinary person, then reasoning will come back and start over, and the power of the madhouse will return to the darkness. If it is replaced..."

Click—

Lu Li loaded the gun.

...

Bang.

With a dull sound, the rear of the old-fashioned Xiali suddenly sank.

Close the trunk and return to the driver's seat to sit.

Yang Chunxue, who was floating into the co-pilot, looked at Lu Li with a silent look, then turned her head and looked at her, her eyes never leaving Lu Li's face.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you need to bring that thing with you?" Yang Chunxue pointed to the trunk. "A chainsaw."

“Be prepared for any trouble.”

Lu Li said, start the car.

Their first target was Wang Mu, and the reason was very simple: they were close.

He is in Zhongcheng District, and the power plant family building community is also in Zhongcheng District.

"Aijia Xinyuan is located in the Zhongcheng District of Pingling City. The subway is 100 meters away. The surrounding facilities are complete, surrounded by high-end markets of private hospitals in the aristocratic school, your best choice..." Yang Chunxue reads out the information he found on his mobile phone with a strange tone, and then looks up at the window.

Under the rain curtain, traffic flowed through the viaduct, and next to it was the Aijia Xinyuan Community, composed of 6-7-story residential buildings. Due to the lack of property, the community was completely uncleaned. Most of the street lights were broken, and the community access control was described as false, and the induction light was not lit at all.

To some extent, it is not as good as the family building community where Lu Li is located.

The old-fashioned Xiali parked downstairs of Wang Mu's house.

Lu Li turned off the engine and unbuttoned the seat belt.

Yang Chunxue suddenly asked, "Wait a minute, don't you change your abilities first? Avoid being beaten and then getting..."

"It's already in use." Lu Li replied.

Before leaving, he had equipped the intuition of the Pen Immortal and the warmth of the Resurrection Ghost. The former made Lu Li's perception more sharp, while the latter made Lu Li not freeze by the weak Yin Qi.

The ability of the resurrection ghost, which was originally like a useless person, has now become an indispensable auxiliary. It is a bit like drinking wine in the snow and ice to warm the body.

Maybe it won't work at all, but it will be very comfortable.

With the sound of thunder, Lu Li got out of the car and walked into the dim corridor.

Going to the fifth floor, in front of door 501, Lu Li raised his hand to ring the doorbell.

Dingling dingling dingling dingling dingling —

There was no movement behind the door. When the second doorbell rang, footsteps sounded long ago behind the door.

The cat's eyes darkened on the door, and someone peeked out behind the door.

After a few seconds, the cat's eyes returned to normal, and with a light click, the metal door was opened.

"Who are you?" Wang Mu, dressed in home clothes and wearing slippers and an apron, asked in a daze.

"You must have seen me." Lu Li said calmly, but it was meaningful to Yang Chunxue's ears.

"Ah sorry... I don't seem to have seen you before..." Wang Mu wore thick glasses and looked very honest and honest.

"I'm a policeman, I've contacted you before."

"Oh oh oh so, maybe I didn't recognize you after changing my regular clothes. Come in quickly and come in quickly-" Wang Mu stepped back and went into the house with one ghost. It was not until then that they asked about the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

"Wait first, I'll turn off the kitchen fire." Wang Mu smiled honestly, rubbed his nose with his still dry hands, and ran back to the kitchen.

"It seems that it's okay..." Yang Chunxue leaned into Lu Li's ear and muttered quietly.

"The bad guy will not push the bad guy on his head." Lu Li looked around the room.

There was a sound of conversation in the kitchen, and then a woman leaned out and looked at Lu Li for a few glances and retracted back to the kitchen.

After a while, Wang Mu walked out, and the apron on his waist disappeared. He apologized: "I'm sorry, my wife has some mental problems and is more afraid of strangers."

"It's okay." Lu Li answered briefly.

"Don't you know what happened to this police officer... in plain clothes?"

"About your disappearance." Lu Li walked into the living room without any warning and sat on the sofa. "Do you still remember some details?"

The bored Yang Chunxue left Lu Li and floated to the balcony.

Wang Mu picked up the water cup from the coffee table, poured it in water, pushed it to Lu Li and said, "This... I said everything I could remember when you came in the morning, but I really can't remember what else."

With his black eyes glimpsing on the shaking water cup, Lu Li continued to ask: "Then have you paid attention to the time, such as the date and time of that day."

Yang Chunxue drifted back from the balcony and went into the bedroom.

Lu Li did not stop her secret investigation.

Wang Mu picked up another cup, poured himself a glass of water, and then slapped it all and said, "No, but I have absolutely no problem with my memory. Thank you for your concern. I'm really fine."

Lu Li asked a few questions without any trace. After Yang Chunxue came out and said she had found nothing, she stood up and prepared to say goodbye.

Wang Mu sent him to the door. The moment he stepped out of the room, Lu Li suddenly turned around and said a name.

"Lu Wenjian."
Chapter completed!
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