The shadowy figure reacted quickly.
Before Qin Ze could unleash the lightning in his hand, the opponent had already vanished into the ground, leaving behind only a mangled corpse.
Looking at the corpse on the ground, Qin Ze lowered his right hand and fell into deep thought.
The fake Troupe Leader and the monster are clearly dead.
Why is the shadow still there?
Is there more than one monster?
Or did the fake Troupe Leader fake his death?
Qin Ze stepped forward and examined the body.
As before, all the internal organs were removed.
Clearly, their methods are the same as those of the fake Troupe Leader.
In the vast snowy night, Qin Ze suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring intently at him from the shadows, which sent chills down his spine.
The other party was like a Lion hunting its prey, waiting for the right moment to strike.
Qin Ze looked around but found nothing.
Immediately, he took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, is this the Inspection Team?"
Soon, Hooknose arrived at the scene with a group of people in gray coats.
"You were at the scene of both crimes, what a coincidence," said the hook-nosed man.
Qin Ze shrugged. "I've always been lucky."
The man with the hooked nose pulled out a small Benben: "Tell me, what did you see?"
Qin Ze recounted the whole process, including how someone was secretly observing him.
After he finished the call, the feeling of being secretly observed immediately disappeared.
The man with the hooked nose put away his Benben: "Not bad, you're quite alert."
That person is very likely the murderer.
"Based on the model we've developed, this person is highly likely to be Advanced Martial Artist."
Qin Ze remained silent.
Were the previous serial killings not committed by the fake regimental Troupe Leader?
Or is it that the real murderer and monster have no connection whatsoever with the fake Troupe Leader?
He simply possesses a highly similar talent or skill.
What's on your mind now?
Seeing Qin Ze suddenly fall silent, the hook-nosed man asked.
Qin Ze shook his head. "It's nothing, I'm just not used to corpses yet."
The man with the hooked nose didn't notice anything amiss and said nonchalantly, "This is nothing."
" The Abyss is the true mountain of corpses and sea of blood."
"This is child's play compared to that."
After surveying the scene, the men in gray coats loaded the body into a vehicle and drove away.
Before leaving, the hook-nosed man once again urged, "Go back to school."
"You are all child prodigies; don't let your talents wither before you reach your full potential."
Qin Ze nodded. "I'll be careful."
You can't reason with a damned devil.
The hook-nosed man said all he needed to say.
He sighed and led his team away.
After the men in gray coats left, Qin Ze stood there for a while, and the feeling of being spied on disappeared.
Qin Ze's lips curled up slightly. "You're already chickening out?"
On the Local Area Network, the clones joked:
The proverb "The pot calling the kettle black" applies here.
"You called the police so quickly!"
"I'll find the gray coat immediately; I won't say who's chickening out."
"Damn it!"
"..."
Only the Mist Lord thought Qin Ze had done the right thing.
"Didn't the guy in the gray coat say he was likely a Advanced Martial Artist?"
"And they're good at hiding; you can't even find them."
In this situation, we should avoid direct confrontation.
Qin Ze ignored their argument and went back to the same bar as before.
The bar was crowded, and there were even a few soldiers there.
Qin Ze sat down at the bar and said to the bartender, "Orange juice."
The bartender beamed when he saw Qin Ze: "Sixty."
Qin Ze's lips twitched. "But I'm the only one getting scammed, right?"
Upon hearing this, the bartender immediately explained, "The roads were blocked by heavy snow the day before yesterday, and the latest batch of goods won't be able to enter the city for at least three days."
Qin Ze placed six banknotes on the table, and the bartender smiled and collected them.
"Hold on."
Soon, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice was placed in front of Qin Ze.
In an instant, at least twenty pairs of eyes in the bar turned to him.
Qin Ze remained unconvinced and savored the exorbitantly priced juice.
"Hey buddy, do you need to relax?"
A hot woman approached Qin Ze and deliberately pushed the dumpling forward.
Qin Ze said expressionlessly, "No need."
The woman smiled and said, "I'm very skilled; I can waive the charge for your first time."
As she spoke, she licked the corner of her mouth.
Qin Ze had fair and delicate skin, making him far superior to those rough and tough men.
Even if she didn't take any money, she felt she hadn't lost out.
Qin Ze said in a deep voice, "I don't want to say it a second time."
The bartender gave the girl a look.
The woman snorted coldly and stormed off.
A moment later, the bartender pushed a glass of orange juice in front of Qin Ze.
Qin Ze glanced at it and said casually, "I only ordered one drink."
The bartender smiled and said, "This one's on me."
Qin Ze pushed the orange juice back. "Free things are often more expensive."
"I've always preferred to have prices clearly stated."
The bartender placed the glass in front of Qin Ze again.
"This drink is on my tab, consider it a gesture of friendship."
Qin Ze remained silent.
Neither rejecting nor accepting.
Seeing this, the bartender cut to the chase. "Judging from your first time in the Northern Territory, you're probably looking for some kind of experience."
I have a job for you, I wonder if you'd be interested?
Qin Ze replied directly, "No."
The bartender's smile froze instantly.
Hoo--
Two travel-worn men pushed open the door and sat down next to Qin Ze.
Qin Ze was somewhat surprised, not expecting to complete the offline meeting with the " Dew Duo " so quickly.
"That brat can really run!"
"We've been following the clues these past two days, but he always manages to escape at the crucial moment!"
"Two tech beers, please."
Slacking on the Sidelines and grumbling.
Clearly, the Maka Race's bounty campaign hasn't been going well these past two days.
The bartender placed two glasses of wine in front of the Dew Duo and said casually, "A hundred million bounty? You think money is so easy to earn?"
Slacking on the Sidelines and said, "That kid has no identity; he'd be found in no time in any other city. He can only hide in Snow City."
"As long as he's still in Snow City, catching him is only a matter of time."
Qin Ze listened silently.
He was extremely confident about the 100 million Slacking on the Sidelines.
"Wow! Dude, does your family own a mine?"
"Drinking juice in this godforsaken place, and drinking two glasses at once!"
Seeing the two glasses of orange juice in front of Qin Ze, he started Slacking on the Sidelines and shouting.
Passerby A glanced at Qin Ze upon hearing the sound, then looked away.
Qin Ze found it amusing.
In real life, they're just Slacking on the Sidelines and boisterous.
He was increasingly looking forward to the scene when this guy met the Fairy.
Qin Ze said, "Drink if you want."
Slacking on the Sidelines, eyes lighting up. "Really?"
Qin Ze nodded. "Of course, it's more real than real gold."
The Slacking on the Sidelines gave a thumbs-up. "Brother Fu is so generous!"
Without any ceremony, assuming it was just another young master from some wealthy family visiting the Northern Territory, he grabbed the orange juice and downed it in one gulp.
Qin Ze smiled broadly, then said to the bartender, "He drank it; it has nothing to do with me."
"You can hire them to do that job."
After hearing Qin Ze's words, a series of question marks appeared above Slacking on the Sidelines's head.
What's going on?
He felt like he'd been tricked.