The two of them soon entered Qian Er's home.
Perhaps because Chang Xiao had died, the debt collectors had not shown up these past two days. Qian Er had grown somewhat complacent. Beer bottles and peanut shells were scattered all over the floor, and when Liu Minghao and Wei Zidao arrived, the man was still snoring away on the sofa.
That made their work easier.
Wei Zidao first took out a Metal Rod and poked it around various parts of Qian Er's body. "Brother Hao, there's no reaction from any abnormal energy."
"Looks like he isn't an ability user... You handle it." Liu Minghao said it casually, then brought over a chair, covered his nose with a tissue, and sat down.
Wei Zidao nodded, walked over to Qian Er, made a strange hand seal, and began muttering an incantation. He then tapped Qian Er on the forehead. It was a minor Taoist technique with an effect similar to hypnosis.
Of course, the effect of hypnosis varied from person to person, and also depended on the caster. At the academy, Wei Zidao's grades in this area had been outstanding, ranking among the best. That was why he had graduated early and been officially promoted to an investigator permitted to go out on duty.
Under the effect of the practical Taoist technique, Qian Er slowly opened his eyes, but his expression was wooden and his consciousness unclear.
Liu Minghao began asking him about what had happened that night... What Qian Er said was basically consistent with the statements given to the police by several of Chang Xiao's companions.
Just as Liu Minghao and Wei Zidao felt that their lucky break had not brought them much luck, Qian Er's words revealed several things that had never been recorded.
"A gun?" Liu Minghao frowned.