Chapter 384 Cooking Scholar vs Dark Warrior

"The night before it happened, she told me that their project was about to be completed, and after work was done, she would take me on a cruise trip."

"Cruise?" Han Ning remembered these two words in his heart.

"Speaking of which, she has been working for several months and has very little free time. She can only spare a very limited time on weekends to go shopping and go to restaurants with us. There are not many men she usually interacts with. I think apart from you colleagues, it should be Xu Ping, Lao Yang, A Qing and others..."

"Except for brother Xu Ping, none of the people you mentioned seem to be here?"

"A Qing is on a business trip, and Lao Yang... Lao Yang has been restricted by the authorities..." Zheng Yingping said.

"Restricted?" Han Ning was about to ask for details.

But he heard a shrill cry from the side.

"Wuwuwu... Lulu, you are gone, what should your father and I do~~"

The hall on the first floor has been temporarily transformed into a mourning hall, with a big black and white photo of Li Lu hanging in the middle.

Li Lu's mother sat on the floor in front of the coffin, her face was haggard and pale, and her eyes were red from crying.

A middle-aged woman sat beside her, holding her mother's arm, bowing her head and saying nothing.

"Lulu passed away so suddenly, the official gang didn't even bring back a corpse. Damn, every year on TV they advertise how powerful those birdmen are, but when we really go to them to ask for an explanation, they can't even fart."

Li Lu's uncle listened to the miserable sobbing of the woman in the mourning hall and couldn't help but punched the table hard.

"Brother, be careful with your words, we can't afford to offend the official gang, just say this kind of thing at home..." Her second uncle patted her brother's shoulder and sighed.

"Uncle...is there anything I can help you with?" Xu Ping, who was at the table, heard the sound and walked over.

"Oh? Xiao Xu is here."

When Xu Ping came, the elders sitting at the table suddenly stopped talking and stopped talking.

"What happened? Why didn't you talk about it when I came? I just heard you talking about the official. Can you tell me what happened?" Xu Ping looked at Li Lu's relatives.

Han Ning, who was standing by, quietly observed the scene and found that their relationship was unusual.

"Xu Ping's family and Li Lu's family are old friends. They are childhood sweethearts... They were originally a perfect match..." Zheng Yingping sighed.

After a few seconds of silence, her uncle spoke: "Someone from the official side came this afternoon. They said that there were special circumstances at the place where Lulu crashed. Our family is not allowed to take back the body for the time being..."

"What does that mean?" Xu Ping frowned and vaguely guessed something.

"Lulu may have been used by some bad people in society." Li Lu's father said painfully.

"How is it possible? Her social circle is very clean... She is also busy with work, how could she know those bad people?" Xu Ping's face became heavy when he heard this.

Li Lu's uncle shook his head: "The officials didn't say much, but I suspect that some bad elements in the society have targeted Lulu."

"So, the officials are all a group..." Li Lu's father seemed to have some reservations when he said halfway, and then he shut up again.

"Sister Li Lu is the same. Tell her not to get involved with those bad guys like Yang Huaiyi..." At this time, a young woman sitting among the family members, with red eyes, scolded softly.

"Xiao Lian, shut up!" Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Li Lu's uncle's stern voice.

The sobbing of Li Lu's mother came faintly from the hall.

For a while, the atmosphere in the entire front yard became more and more depressed and heavy.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. It's getting late. Second brother, younger sister... and in-laws, let's go back first. Let's keep vigil for Lulu together today." After a long silence, Li Lu's uncle spoke.

The others looked at Li Lu's mother in the hall, nodded gently, went over to comfort her a few words, and then left the villa.

"Mom and Dad, why don't you go back and sleep for a few hours and come back in the morning." The girl called Xiaolian couldn't help suggesting when she saw her parents looked tired.

"I can't sleep if I go back, so just sit here." The uncle shook his head.

"Xiaolian, Xiaoxu, you young people, are you hungry? I'll go to the kitchen to get you some food?" Li Lu's aunt asked.

Han Ning waved his hand: "No, I ate on the way."

The others waved their hands out of politeness.

But Li Lu's aunt was also polite and went to the kitchen to get busy.

...

Time passed slowly, and before she knew it, it was past midnight.

Mother Li, who had been sitting in the hall, finally recovered a little from her sadness. With the help of others, she slowly walked to the yard and sat down.

At this time, her uncle's family was already very sleepy and was drowsy on the table.

"Third Aunt."

Seeing this, Xiaolian hurried forward to support her.

The middle-aged woman who lost her daughter had dull eyes and was distracted, looking like she could faint at any time.

Xiaolian helped Li's mother sit down on a chair, then she walked to the drowsy Xu Ping, gently tugged at his sleeve, and whispered, "Brother Ping, come with me."

Xu Ping glanced at the other people who were playing cards and keeping vigil at the scene, nodded, and followed Xiaolian into the villa and into a quiet study on the second floor.

Not far away, Han Ning, who had been trying to practice the "Four Symbols Meditation Method" with his eyes closed and was constantly collecting information around him, slowly opened his eyes.

After asking others where the restroom was, he quietly followed the two of them.

The Four Symbols Meditation Method is not useless in this world, but its practice is also suppressed at the second level by an inexplicable force.

As soon as the two of them entered the room, Xiaolian immediately closed the door, then ran to the window sill with a nervous look on her face and closed the curtains with a swish.

In the corridor, Han Ning glanced at the camera above his head, deliberately avoiding the shooting range, hiding in a hidden corner, and listening to the exchange between the two people in the room.

"Xiao Lian... what are you doing?" Xu Ping was a little surprised.

Xiaolian did not answer, lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said:

"Brother Ping, how confident are you that you will be admitted to the 'Foreign Affairs Team'?"

"Foreign Affairs Department?"

Xu Ping opened his mouth. He originally wanted to be more modest, but looking at Xiaolian's expectant eyes, he still said honestly,

"If you try your best, you should be able to pass the exam."

Hearing Xu Ping's answer, an inexplicable light suddenly appeared in Xiaolian's nervous eyes. She stared at the face of the man in front of her and said word by word:

"There is something fishy about Sister Lu's death, and it may involve a 'sacrifice' from an overseas organization."

"What should I say?" Xu Ping's expression turned serious.

"Sacrifice?" Han Ning's expression changed outside the door.

“The official people may be hiding something from us.

"Lulu seemed to have had a premonition that she would have an accident, and she told me some things the night before she died."

Xiaolian took a deep breath and said,

"She said, if she doesn't come back after the accident this time, let me tell you, stay away from Yang Huaiyi, he may really have a problem."

"She also said that if you are sure of being admitted to the foreign affairs team, let me give you this thing. Yang Huaiyi has been looking for it. It seems to involve the 'Hidden World' thing."

As she spoke, Xiaolian took out a small bottle of dark brown glass tube the size of a thumb from her pocket and handed it to Xu Ping.

"What is this?" Xu Ping took the small brown tube and shook it slightly. It seemed to contain some liquid.

"I don't know." Xiaolian shook her head.

"Xiao Lian, Lulu has told you so much, why don't you report it to the authorities or explain the situation to the officials?" Xu Ping held the small tube and was a little confused.

"I have asked all these questions of yours..."

Xiaolian bit her lip, her voice was trembling, with a strong sense of fear.

"Sister Lu said that the less we know, the safer she is. She told me not to ask anything about her. There are some things she has to do. She has been influenced by Yang Huaiyi and has fallen into a quagmire. She doesn't want to implicate more people."

"Also... don't report it to the official. She suspects that Yang Huaiyi has colluded with some official personnel."

Xiaolian suddenly raised her head and grabbed Xu Ping's clothes with both hands, looking excited.

"Brother Ping, I don't want to die yet. Please don't tell the third person about the message I sent to Sister Lulu. I don't want to be tainted by her things."

"I...I know, I won't tell others."

"Is there anything else?" Xu Ping calmed down and continued to ask.

"No more... I don't know much." Xiaolian shook her head.

"If I can be admitted to the foreign affairs team, I will definitely find out the reason." Xu Ping nodded solemnly.

"Does uncle and aunt know about this? I mean...did she find anything?"

Xiaolian hesitated and said: "They should only know about Yang Huaiyi's private life. After all, he is a famous dandy in Ludao."

Xu Ping put the glass tube into his pocket and said, "Okay, only you and I know. We will contact you regularly in the future."

Hearing the footsteps inside the house, Han Ning, who was leaning against the wall outside, took the lead and returned to the yard.

…

When the two came down from the second floor, Li Lu's uncle and aunt had already woken up. Li Lu's mother fell asleep on the table because of overwork.

Li Lu's father was sitting in the yard smoking a cigarette, looking at the photo of his daughter in the living room through the wisps of blue smoke.

People from Grandma Li Lu’s family and a few distant relatives were carrying bowls of prepared noodles and distributing them to people playing cards.

Xu Ping and Xiaolian sat back at the table as if nothing had happened.

time flies.

Unconsciously, the night has deepened.

Most of the people attending the vigil had dispersed, and even the middle-aged people playing cards were lying on the tables, falling asleep.

Only a few energetic young people were left sitting in the yard, chatting away.

Han Ning was pretending to be playing with her mobile phone, wondering what Xiaolian gave Xu Ping.

Suddenly, a cold breath blew from his back.

In an instant, the hairs all over his body suddenly exploded, an inexplicable sense of tension appeared in his heart, and the mental energy in his mind automatically overflowed to the outside.

"who!"

He suddenly felt something, turned his head suddenly, glanced to the left rear position, and his pupils flashed with a red light.

Above the gray-white courtyard wall, the space rippled slightly, as if there was an energy fluctuation.

"Psychic warning, there is something!"

Han Ning frowned and walked over quickly.

Walk out of the door of Li's villa and walk to a quiet corner where no one is.

The air around him was distorted, and Shuangyu jumped out of the soul beast space.

His mental power spread out, and there was a faint elemental fluctuation left on the wall. He used his mental power to transmit: "In front! Shuangyu, chase after me!"

"Woof"

Shuangyu shook her pale hair, her eyes lit up with a faint blue light, and she ran in the direction directed by Han Ning.

Han Ning followed quickly.

Outside the three-story villa of Li Lu's family is a scenic villa area. At this time, Han Ning was running quickly on the path between the villas.

Ever since he heard the conversation between Xiaolian and Xu Ping, he had kept a mind, relying on his extraordinary mental power to consciously avoid the cameras on the road.

Until he ran to a quiet artificial lake, he suddenly stopped.

Not far away, Shuangyu was emitting strong flames all over her body, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

A spotted cat with mixed hair grasped the ground with four paws, his eyes flashing with faint green light, staring at Shuangyu.

From the cat, Han Ning sensed the familiar element fluctuations just now.

"Take it!"

Shuangyu obeyed the order, and the sparks on his body burned violently. In an instant, an egg-sized dark blue fireball was generated.

The fireball flew through the air.

Unexpectedly, the cat on the opposite side did not dodge at all, but took the initiative to hit the fireball.

Bang!

Black ash flew everywhere, and the cat was burned to powder by the strange fireball.

At the same time.

In a remote rental house far outside the villa area.

A cat-shaped creature with black fur opened its eyes faintly.

"What's the situation?" A voice sounded in the dark rental house.

"Meow..." The black cat's pupils flashed green light and called softly.

"Are there other extraordinary people? Didn't they say that they had been cleared long ago... Fortunately, I was careful." The man muttered to himself and stopped talking.

The dark rental house fell into a dead silence again.

…

"It doesn't look like a soul beast, but just an ordinary wild cat. Is it some soul skill?"

Han Ning looked at the charred residue on the floor, frowned, and became more and more confused.

I didn't expect that there were so many complicated things behind Li Lu, the little rich second generation.

No matter what, leave here first.

As soon as he moved his front foot.

The mental power deep in his brain automatically triggered the warning again.

In his mind, a vague shadow emerged, and it quickly attacked from the shadow of the villa area in front.

"Is there anyone else?!"

Han Ning narrowed his eyes, gathered wind energy, and jumped back.

Bang!

In an instant, a deep scratch appeared where he had just stood.

The moonlight fell.

A black shadow was approaching.

"Hiss!"

The egg pancake came out from his collar, baring its small fangs in anger.

Frost Jade was a little guy who had just become a soul beast, and his sense of danger was far less acute than that of the egg pancakes.

It was not until now that it reacted, and with a roar, it crashed into the black shadow.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Three dark blue fireballs, in a spiral shape, hit at the same time.

The black shadow seemed to be extremely afraid of the fireball, and suddenly stopped its steps, jumped back several times in a row, and stood firmly.

Under the vision of mental analysis.

A woman wearing a white T-shirt and half-length hot pants, revealing a pair of long white legs, and with a cold face, stood quietly in the shadows, looming.