Silent Crown Chapter 138: Study on blood characters (middle)

"It's very simple, there are two possibilities. www.geiliwx.com"

Ye Qingxuan raised two fingers: "In the first type, the professor has been following behind the undercover, like a ghost. The undercover was completely unaware of it. As a result, he had all his comrades and channels on the run. It was exposed, but it provided clues and evidence for the professor's subsequent revenge.

Finally, the professor followed the undercover and walked into the safe room, then appeared and killed him. "

"What about the second one?"

"The second one is more terrifying: the professor knew that guy was going to hide here."

Ye Qingxuan sighed: "Maybe that guy, after asking for help from the Police Department, fled all the way, and finally ran into this hiding place, then turned around... He desperately found that the professor was there long ago, waiting for him to cast himself. I'm caught."

"Two possibilities, which one is it?"

"I don't know."

Ye Qingxuan shrugged: "I'm not the roundworm in the professor's stomach, how can I know so clearly? However, no matter which one it is, it is terrible."

Bai Xi was frustrated: "Although you have found so many, there is no use for eggs, cousin. What if you know this?"

"All clues are not worthless."

Ye Qingxuan squatted in the middle of the room and looked around: "With the premise, the latter is easy to infer. We can know that no matter how the professor entered here.

At that moment, the undercover agent must have been quite frightened..."

Facing a traitor, a subordinate who betrayed himself and almost killed himself, how would the professor treat him?

Ling Chi? No, it's too **** and doesn't fit the professor's ‘demeanor’

Intimidation? It's too simple, the pain caused by intimidation is far less than the punishment on the *.

Threatening family members? Will be an undercover agent. Are they all bachelors who eat alone and the whole family is not hungry? And unless it is to bring his family here and let him witness the death of his family with his own eyes, there can be no punishment, right?

So. It was only a few minutes to teach the gloomy ‘character’ like a poisonous snake. What did you do to that guy?

Is it just burnt? Too lack of beauty. And when the Mounted Police arrived, the man was still burning... but now it seems that there are more ingredients to extinguish the mouth!

So, here comes the problem.

In the short few minutes of the two being alone, what exactly did the professor do to repay the ‘betrayal’ given to him by the other?

Ye Qingxuan thought about it.

Soon, he bent down and rummaged through the wreckage.

Unfortunately in this scene that has been searched for a long time. Nothing is left... but at least there are clues.

In the end, he finally managed to restore the scene to its original state...Although it still looked like a mess.

He squatted on the ground, staring at the debris-filled open space in front of him, then stepped on it carefully, making two gestures and finally determined.

This is where the person stood when he was set ablaze.

It's ridiculous.

Betrayed the professor, fleeing all the way with the hope of survival, escaped to a hiding place that no one knew, closed the door, turned around... saw the face that had brought countless fears.

Professor. The professor is standing behind him.

"You betrayed me!"

Professor, must you say that?

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and focused on his imagination. Thinking over and over again.

The man stood here and saw the professor. Perhaps he was panicked and knelt down and begged for mercy, but it was useless. So he was desperate, and in the last time he berated the criminal with blood on his hands.

Perhaps, you said something more ugly?

Is the professor angry? The professor at this time...

Ye Qingxuan turned his head and looked at the broken chair that fell on the ground behind him. Perhaps the professor was sitting there. Listen quietly.

With his calmness and the city outside, he also has a ‘face’ that is always elegant and gentle. Maybe he can't even move his eyebrows.

Because he was provoked long ago.

Whether it's begging for mercy or cursing. Neither can change the professor's determination, nor the punishment that will be given to him.

Accepting the professor’s punishment has arrived...

What exactly is the punishment?

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and thought intently.

In the darkness, he seemed to have become a desperate prisoner, waiting for the professor's ruling. The dark shadow came over little by little, he...what did he do?

Immediately, there was endless pain.

Soon, the pain stopped abruptly, something alarmed the professor...yes, it was the voice of the Mounted Police.

This was the only thing the professor miscalculated. He estimated the wrong time for the Mounted Police to arrive, so he ended the torture and quickly killed the still-breathing inner ghost.

But wouldn’t it be better to use a knife? There will be no trace of mobilizing the ether at all. Why use fire? Scorched his whole body...

Why does that person leave this kind of blood before dying? What does that line of blood mean?

Blood words, blood words...

Ye Qingxuan was sweating on his forehead, struggling to compare the records in his brain, but couldn't find any clues to the pattern of blood.

No matter in terms of font composition or internal logic, there is no such font in the world!

But why did the undercover leave such a mark?

"Blood word, blood word..."

Ye Qingxuan muttered to himself: "That **** word, it's not possible to explain it!"

"It was originally something that couldn't be explained." Bai Xi looked at him coldly: "I said earlier that the guy made the mess."

"Scribble?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

For an instant, an erratic light flashed in his mind. It was like lightning that lit up in the dark night, fleeting, but illuminating the vague outline of that secret.

Ye Qingxuan had an absurd conjecture in his heart.

That kind of possibility made him want to laugh, but besides this kind of possibility, there was no other more reasonable explanation.

He opened his eyes slowly.

"I probably guessed it."

In the corner, Bai Xi lowered his head to play marbles and turned back: "What did you guess?"

"Probably the so-called'big secret', right? And, what did the professor do to the traitor..."

Ye Qingxuan twisted a handful of ashes from the ground, looked at the ashes on his fingertips, and smiled happily: "Although it's just a guess. But the professor is really an unexpected guy."

He got up and patted the dust on his body: "Okay, let's go."

"Making mystery again..."

Bai Xi pouted his mouth. "What's next?"

Ye Qingxuan thought for a while, tilted his head and looked at Lestrade who was guarding the intersection. He chuckled softly: "Next, I will get rid of the police detective for a favor and send us to a place."

"Where to go?"

"—Avalon Police Department Headquarters."

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At noon, the weather was gloomy, with clouds covering the sky.

There was a patter of rain on the street.

At the door of the Avalon Police Department, Lestrade wore a rain-proof cloak, his face was gloomy, and he looked around nervously.

People come and go, and uniformed police officers sometimes send greetings to this re-emerged celebrity. Lestrade forced a smile and responded one by one.

Finally, the anxious waiting was finally over, a black carriage stopped in front of him, and the door slowly opened.

In the carriage, the young man in a tuxedo tilted his feet and fell into a soft chair very relaxed. Instead of wearing that weird tuxedo, he changed into a new set of clothes and looked well-dressed. More amiable.

Detecting Lestrade who was waiting in front of the car door, he cast a bird's eye view from above and looked at it. Then smiled:

"It looks like you have been doing well recently."

"Thanks to you."

Lestrade squeezed a smile: "I have arranged everything, please follow me."

He turned to lead the way, but after turning his head, his face quickly became gloomy: He began to wonder if he was mad, or that the world was abnormal.

A promising police detective brought a black musician of unknown origin into the Avalon Police Department in a majestic manner?

If someone finds out, he will be done!

His heart twitched subconsciously, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

But he can't resist, and he has no choice. Since the moment he made a deal with this devil. It is destined to be involuntary.

"Don't be stunned, let's go."

By his side. A voice full of surprise sighed in his ear: "It's heavily guarded here on weekdays. It's really hard to come in if no one leads the way.

Do you have a cafeteria here? How is the food? Do you mind if I come here for a meal? "

The man named Holmes said so. Looking around, with a friendly and harmless smile, he waved to the police officers coming and going, like a tourist.

The guard at the gate wanted to stop him, but with one of his hands resting intimately on Lestrade's shoulder, the guard hesitated and chose to ignore it.

In this way, after passing through layers of checkpoints, they went straight to the core... deep into the most ‘justice’ place of Avalon.

In the square behind the gates, Ye Qingxuan raised his head and stared at the towering gray-white buildings and hanging badges in front of him.

A line of mounted police, armed with batons and swords, were ordered to set off and pass by them.

As he passed by, Holmes raised his hand, waved to them kindly, and watched them go away.

"Are you crazy?"

Lestrade lowered his head, his face distorted: "As long as anyone here discovers your identity, you are done!"

Holmes laughed.

"Don't be nervous, I trust you." He patted his shoulder: "You won't let this happen, will you?"

Lestrade shook his shoulders and stopped talking, but from a distance, there was an unpleasant voice.

"Huh? Is it Lestrade?"

A man with an umbrella walked towards the gate and saw him.

Lestrade was stunned, Ye Qingxuan could feel him exuding a sense of panic.

The man walked in. He was dressed in a vintage musician's gown and looked like a priest, with a red dragon emblem representing the royal musician on his chest.

He is obviously only 30 or 40 years old, but his hair and beard are all white.

The most striking thing is his eyes. The blue pupils of the eyes seem to reflect the starry sky, which is indescribable. Under those eyes, I felt that I had no secrets at all.

That is the ‘Eyes of Stars’. After the musicians of the Enlightenment faction broke through the barriers of perception and resonated with the world, the power bestowed by the great source.

Under those eyes, everything appears real.

No one knows~IndoMTL.com~Why people from the Royal Orchestra Group are here today! If someone else fell down, what Lestrade feared most was Claude's eyes.

The musicians of the Enlightenment faction are best at distinguishing the breath of people. The existence of black musicians can never escape their eyes!

"Ke, Mr. Claude, long time no see, I didn't expect to see you here."

Lestrade stammered hello.

Claude nodded slightly, looked at the young man beside him, his expression changed slightly, as if he had sensed the dark aura in him.

It's over.

Desperate thoughts and deep regret flashed through Lestrade's heart: the incident that he brought the black musician into the headquarters of the police department was about to be exposed! (To be continued)

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