Sha Wenxiao handed the candle to Bao Yong, then squatted down and stared at the bather with her eyes full of hatred for men.
The lighting in the store was very poor.
At first, I couldn't see clearly where Sha Wenxiao's eyes were staring.
But for a moment, I suddenly felt that Sha Wenxiao's eyes seemed to be shaking rapidly in the darkness, and then, I actually saw the flickering candlelight in her pupils.
It is precisely because the light in the environment is very dark that the fire in her eyes becomes particularly conspicuous.
You must know that the candle is in Bao Youyou's hand, and Bao Youyou is standing behind Sha Wenxiao at the moment.
Logically speaking, the candlelight cannot be reflected in Sha Wenxiao's eyes anyway.
Those two candlelights seemed to be condensed by her own thoughts.
"What's your name?"
Sha Wenxiao took a step forward and asked the bather softly.
While she was talking, I saw two flames appear in the bather's eyes, but the two flames quickly dissipated.
The bather shook his head vigorously and looked at Sha Wenxiao with disdain.
No words were spoken.
Sha Wenxiao didn't seem to expect that the other party would react like this, and was stunned for a moment on the spot.
After that, she condensed stronger telepathy, and the candlelight in her eyes became brighter.
She still stared at the bather and asked again: "What is your name?"
The bather's eyes also reflected two flames, but he just opened his mouth, and before he could make a sound, the two flames dispersed again.
Sha Wenxiao stood up straight, sighed, and shook his head at Bao Youyou.
Bao Youyou rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully: "It seems that the Yin Jade not only strengthened their physical bodies, but also strengthened their spirits and souls."
Sha Wenxiao agreed: "His soul is indeed very strong, stronger than those old warlocks who have been practicing for more than 30 years."
When Sha Wenxiao was talking, the bather showed a very proud expression on his face.
As soon as I saw this expression, I immediately had the urge to tease him, but I also knew that this urge had nothing to do with intuition, it was just that he was unhappy.
At this time, Bao Youyou said to me: "Now I can confirm that this guy is a mercenary of the Burial Cult.
These guys are not human beings at all, so even if they are tortured, they will not be punished.
At most, it will be considered as cruelty to small animals." ” Torturing small animals, luckily he could think of it.
But what worries me most is not this sentence, but the sentence "These guys are not human at all."
I walked up to the bather, rummaged through his pockets, and asked what the bag was for: "If it's not a human being, then what is it?"
Bao Youyou said: "These guys are all copied using Yin jade.
I don't know what they are."
Li Haishan interrupted and asked: "Copied, they are clones."
"It doesn't matter how you interpret it," Bao Youyou responded: "In short, they are not human beings."
When I reach out to the bather, I'd rather call him a mercenary.
At least it's closer to his true identity.
When I put my hand into the mercenary's pants pocket, he gestured to move away.
I immediately realized that there must be something hidden in this pocket that he didn't want me to see.
But after rummaging through it for a long time, I only took out one photo from that pocket.
The light was too dark and I couldn't see clearly what was in the photo.
I could only vaguely see a few figures.
Fortunately, Bao Youyou responded quickly.
He came over immediately and helped me light up with the candle in his hand.
The photo shows four armies of soldiers, each wearing dark camouflage uniforms and carrying gun belts on their backs.
However, in this photo, each person's face has been shaved off with a knife, making it impossible to See what they look like.
Bao Youyou pointed at the shoulder of one of them: "This is the gun belt of 5.
There is no such firearm in China.
The people in the photo are all mercenaries."
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I gave a quick nod of my head as a helpful response to the bag.
Then he moved the candle towards me.
I lowered my head and carefully observed the four people in the photo.
Judging from the body shape, I can basically confirm that the person standing in the center of the photo is Wu Lin, and the people standing on both sides of him seem to be familiar, but for a while I can't remember where I have seen him.
As for the person standing on the far left of the photo, just looking at his size, he should be the prisoner we captured.
Identifying other people, especially strangers, by their body shape seems like it should be difficult.
But I am certain that the person standing in the center of the photo is Wu Lin.
Bao Youyou didn't seem to have any clue, so he asked me from the side: "What did you see?"
I pointed to the person in the middle of the photo: "This person must be Wu Lin."
As I said that, I pointed to the far left side of the photo: "Our prisoner.
I seem to have seen the other two people, but I can't remember their identities for a while."
As I spoke, I turned my head and glanced at the mercenary who was tied up like a flower.
The photo in my hand has turned yellow and curled up, and is obviously very old.
However, the figure of the person in front of me has not changed at all compared to the photo, as if this photo was taken a few days ago.
What reason did he have to carry such a photo with him and shave off all four faces on the photo?
I handed the photo to Bao Yong, returned to the mercenary, and began to rummage through the other pockets on his body.
When I put my palms into his coat pockets, he deliberately kept his body still and looked very calm, but I saw a few drops of cold sweat break out quickly on his forehead.
No matter how hard you pretend, those most instinctive physiological reactions will still betray you.
I searched carefully in this pocket and only found a pill-sized ball of waste paper.
It seemed that he originally wanted to throw this thing away, but he didn't know why he didn't throw it away.
Bao Youyou came over to illuminate me, and I quickly unfolded the paper ball.
This is a form from the natural gas company, which lists the gas usage and amount due this month, as well as a home address.
Bao Youyou was immediately happy: "He is carrying such an important thing with him.
He is indeed a stupid thief."
I raised my head and said to Li Huaishan and Sha Wenxiao: "You are looking at the talismans in Yulong Street.
Lao Bao and I will go to his house to have a look."
Sha Wenxiao nodded impatiently, and Li Huaishan also had an "I don't want to stay with her" expression on his face.
But even so, the two of them did not raise any objections.
Sha Wenxiao didn't object, it was just because I was a man and she couldn't be bothered to pay attention to me.
Li Huaishan did not object because even if he objected, Bao Youyou and I would invalidate this objection.
While I was talking here, Bao Youyou had already found the house key from the mercenary's pocket.
Time was tight, so there was no need for my bag and I to use anything.
I just left as soon as I found the key.
It must have been around three or four o'clock in the afternoon, so it was easier to take a taxi.
Bao Youyou and I ran into an empty taxi just after we left Yulong Street.
I remember that the mercenary should live in a place called Zhukang Community, but that community was transferred to another real estate company for some unknown reasons during the second phase in 2013, and the name was also changed.
Whether it was called Zhukang Community back then, to be honest, I can’t say for sure.
But one thing I remember clearly is that to enter that community, you have to pass through an old alley that is about to be demolished and an urban village, and then cross a bridge about fifty meters long.
In addition, after entering the old alley, the road became bumpy and bumpy, and it really felt like my intestines were about to be broken.
I don’t know why a real estate developer would build a property in such an aggrieved place, and I don’t even understand how such a house is sold.
The road is indeed difficult to walk, but the community looks pretty good, Bao Youyou said, because this kind of land is relatively cheap, and after the real estate developers acquire it, they will naturally have enough funds to improve the quality of the houses.
I just replied, "That's not bad."
Less than 20 meters away from the gate of the community, a train roared past.
The noise was so painful that my buttocks hurt.
I really doubt that anyone can live in such a poor place.
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But there were still a lot of people in the community.
Bao Youyou and I found the sick home with the help of burning sheets.
The moment the door was opened, there was a very bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine rushing towards us.
Fortunately, I often eat various kinds of medicine and take medicinal baths every day.
I have long been accustomed to this smell.
Retching.
Seeing how uncomfortable he was, I could only pat his back and say, "Wait for me outside, and I'll go in by myself."
Bao Youyou immediately waved his hand to me and stepped across the threshold before me.
As soon as he entered the house, he immediately opened all the windows, and finally stood on the balcony next to the bedroom, breathing in the fresh air blowing in from the window, while constantly moving his eyes, scanning every corner of the bedroom.
Except for the overly strong medicinal smell, the whole house was tidy and the decoration style was also very refreshing and minimalist.
Except for some necessary furniture and electrical appliances, there was absolutely nothing superfluous in the house, even potted plants and table lamps.
None.
I walked around casually, feeling that there was nothing to gain, so I simply came to the master bedroom where Bao Youyong was staying.
As soon as we entered the door, Bao Youyou pointed to the only cabinet in the bedroom and said to me: "Open the drawer and take a look.
It should be received again.
The handle of that drawer has lost a lot of paint, which means that the bather often touches it."
I followed the bag's helpful instructions and opened the drawer, only to find that there was nothing inside except a cell phone and a charger.
"That's it, that phone."
Bao Youyou shouted to me from the balcony.
Is there something wrong with this phone?
I don't think there's anything wrong with it
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