Chapter 85 Tragedy

Chapter 85 Tragedy

After the little gangster Zheng Long put on the mask, he could clearly feel a cold air rushing into his body from the mask. He clenched his fist and made a crisp sound. He could feel his body instantly strengthened. Raised a level: "This is an adventure, I really am the protagonist!"

Zheng Long, who has been reading novels all year round, immediately understood, and also thought of the theory of innocence mentioned in most novels, so he immediately took off his mask, took off his short sleeves, wrapped the mask, and walked out shirtless bathroom.

After saying goodbye to his younger brothers and brothers, he immediately went home and began to study the ability of the mask. He found that after wearing the mask, a cold air would flow into his body, strengthening his physical fitness. But it didn't strengthen much.

Shadow magic power is not combat qi or internal force, its main function is to use it as energy to display various skills. Of course, Zheng Long, who is in the second grade, is not satisfied with the slight increase in physical fitness, so he started various researches, first trying to control the coldness Breath, but decisively failed, no matter how Zheng Long mobilized with his mind, the shadow magic power remained unchanged.

He spent the next few hours in the experiment, until half of the night, Zheng Long's laughter suddenly came from the house: "Hahaha, I am indeed the protagonist!"

Zheng Long, who was refreshed, found several missed calls and text messages on the mobile phone charging in the living room. He saw that it was his younger brother, so he called back. , They are children who grew up in the same community. They have played together for more than ten years. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are brothers.

"Hey, Ade? Why are you calling me so urgently!" Zheng Long asked naturally, these brothers are always calling to sing K together or have supper, this time it is probably the same, but his next moment His complexion changed.

The sound of rapid breathing came from the other side of the phone, as well as the incessant screams of impact, and the voice of Ade who connected the phone became distorted: "Brother, save me... there is a monster!"

"Hey, hey, hey? Don't play with me, Ade!" Zheng Long looked at the phone that kept beeping, and a bad feeling emerged in his heart. He hurriedly ran out with the phone, but only halfway through, he returned immediately. Picking up a large satchel, putting the mask inside, flipping through the text messages on the phone, and immediately went out on a motorcycle.

The few text messages were all asking him to go out for supper, and the same was true for the first few missed calls, but the other party on the next call waited for a long time, knowing that the time was too long and was terminated, he rode a motorcycle and went quickly to the place where they usually ate supper.

The whistling siren also aggravated the premonition in his heart. Before reaching the destination, he saw a remote place over there where there were usually no people, surrounded by crowds wearing pajamas and holding cattail fans. Zheng Long Suppressing all thoughts, stopped the car and ran over.

All kinds of messy language flooded into Zheng Long's mind:

"I heard that they were some bastards. They died so badly."

"Isn't it still written on the wall: Must the bastards die? I think these bastards who are sloppy all day are really messing with people."

"These bastards don't do anything all day, it's better if they are all dead."

"Speaking of which, these bastards are also stupid. I heard from the police that they had the opportunity to call before they died, but instead of calling the police, they called their elder brother."

"You bastard, isn't it always like this? You think you're great all day long, and you look down on the police. They want to save face, so why would they call the police?"

Pushing away the crowd, Zheng Long squeezed to the side of the alley. Under the light, he could see clearly with his red eyes. The alley was scattered with blood, and there were still some broken limbs. Big characters: The bastard must die!

Several corpses covered in white cloth were pushed into the ambulance from the hospital, and their bloody hands slid down from the stretcher. There was a bracelet on the wrist with a capital D on it,

Tears fell instantly, Zheng Long listened to the sneering and commenting of the crowd around him, turned around and shouted angrily: "You fucking shut up!"

"They are my brothers, they are not stupid!" Zheng Long roared crazily, he knew the reason why they didn't call the police, or was it because his elder brother said before that calling the police would lose face, his stupid brother actually believed it, he He kept crying: "They are not stupid, they are really not stupid..."

The onlookers were taken aback by Zheng Long's outburst, and then, based on the principle of not causing trouble, stopped talking and took a step back, and the movement here also attracted the attention of the police.

Half an hour later, in the Metropolitan Police Department, Zheng Long sat in front of the table with red eyes, and two policemen sat in front of him. He lowered his head and played with a bracelet with an L on his wrist, wondering what he was thinking.

"Mr. Zheng, right? The victim, Li De, called you a few times before he was killed. According to the time, you also called back at the end and connected for a few seconds. Did he say anything to you? "A middle-aged policeman asked

"He said, he said, brother, save me, there are monsters!" Zheng Long raised his head, wiped his nose, and under the police's questioning, he told all the previous things, and finally said incoherently: "Uncle policeman, I...brother, who killed them? Which bastard was he?"

The middle-aged policeman looked at Zheng Long, pondered for a while and said: "According to the monitoring from a distance, the victim and his party were going to go through the place where they were killed to eat supper. The man in the black mask walked into the alley from the other end."

"Our police speculated that the victim and the suspect had a conflict in the alley, and they were brutally killed. The suspect is how the man wearing the black mask killed four people who were taller than himself and did not let them escape. "

"Wearing a black mask?" Zheng Long raised his head suddenly, questioning.

"What? Do you have the impression that you have seen this person?" The policeman on the other side thought there was a new clue, so he asked.

Zheng Long shook his head, and involuntarily grabbed the bracelet on his left wrist. His eyes were full of self-blame and guilt. Now his mind was full of Ade's cry before he died. Although he knew the result, he still asked: "Police, what if they In the end, it was not my phone call, but the police, whether you can save them."

"Well, judging from the scene and the existing clues, Li De made a phone call before he was killed. At that time, his mobile phone was blown up and he kept calling your number. When you called back, he happened to be injured and climbed to the ground. Near the mobile phone, your call was connected, and it was forcibly shut down after a few seconds. The time from the beginning to the end was not long. His location is relatively remote. If someone happened to pass by, we might have to wait until the next day. I will find out." The middle-aged policeman sighed and said: "So, there is no need to blame yourself too much..."

Zheng Long, who walked out of the police station, held the mask in his backpack with his hands, and his eyes were firm: "A monster? You wait for me..."