Zhu Tong initially believed that the person who hired the killer was Anthony or Robert. Smith called and said that Robert denied his questioning.
Because of his anger, he had already prepared to let Cookie spy on Anthony and Robert. Now it seems that he has to reconsider.
"Where did you find it?" Zhu Tong took the bullet from Wang Wenyuan. He had been bulleted in Japan and had seen the two bullets taken out of his body. In comparison, this one was smaller. Those two bullets really wanted to kill me. This one was indeed "gentle".
"We are lucky. The bullet changed its direction after hitting Dr. Qin. It did not harm a third party. Xiao Zhang found it under the window sill of the guard room. You can only take a look. I want to hand it over to the investigators. ." Wang Wenyuan took the bullet and loaded it carefully.
Zhu Tong didn't say anything. He thought quietly.
He was very glad that he had made the decision to hire Wang Wenyuan before. It was impossible for him or anyone around him to read so much content from a bullet. This kind of professional knowledge and analytical ability in a special field was not something ordinary police officers could possess. .
It seems that anyone has the possibility of sending a killer. Anthony, Robert, Lord Hamilton on Mr. Snell's side, and Boney who has not yet appeared are all suspects. Think carefully. It seems that Tian Xuyang or Secretary Liu can't escape the involvement.
Zhu Tong didn't expect that he would have so many opponents. For a moment, he had the illusion that everyone wanted to kill him.
He shook his head, as if trying to get rid of the negative emotions in his mind, but the effect was not good. He knew that if he was really frightened by this shot, he might not be able to do anything.
"If possible, I would like to meet the killer." Zhu Tong said to Wang Wenyuan seriously.
"That's impossible. At most, I'll get you an interrogation record." Wang Wenyuan was also very serious; "I think you won't show up in the next few days. Before the culprit behind the scenes is identified, the enemy is hidden and we are clear. The best The choice is to stop with stillness.”
Zhu Tong was convinced and nodded slightly.
The assassin has been caught. People from all walks of life, including the real murderer, will definitely take action. They will definitely come to try to clear away the suspicion.
Wang Wenyuan asked Zhu Tong to be invisible. No one would be seen. The pressure on their hearts would become greater and greater. They would naturally jump out and perform again. They would hide in the dark and observe and figure out some clues.
"Security work needs to have a preliminary goal. I want to know what the boss is thinking. Who is the most suspicious." Wang Wenyuan tried his hand.
"We have no clue yet. No matter who he is, I hope he is ready to accept the reward." Zhu Tong said calmly. Smile lines appeared on the corners of his lips: "I think he must be very proud now."
Wang Wenyuan sighed secretly and felt a little hopeful.
Beneath the calmness was hidden anger. Zhu Tong's behavior was just like the weather outside. It seemed like the sky was clear, but it was just an illusion before the typhoon.
When it was almost five o'clock, the call came. She just said "OK" and hung up.
At five o'clock sharp, Fan Xilin called to ask about Zhu Tong's assassination. He earnestly asked Zhu Tong to pay attention to safety. During this special period, he should not only ensure the safety of Mr. Snell, but also ensure his own safety.
At 7:50, Ye'er rushed to Wanghai Hospital.
Wang Wenyuan was waiting at the market entrance at six o'clock. He specially borrowed a high-end police car.
The traffic in Shanghai during this time period was so bad. Even if I ran through red lights, crossed traffic lanes, or even risked going one way, it still took a full hour.
Zhu Tong was waiting at the elevator entrance. He greeted Ye'er and the two of them didn't say much. They looked at each other and smiled, and walked quickly to Qin Miao's ward.
Qin Miao has been admitted to the suite next to Mr. Snell's ward on the seventeenth floor of Wanghai Hospital.
Two nurses stood guard in front of the hospital bed. They wished the children hard work and asked them to take a rest and eat something first.
Most of Qin Miao's head was wrapped in bandages. His condition was relatively stable. He had not yet fully recovered from anesthesia.
"Shall we start now?" Ye'er asked.
"Since we're here, there's no need to worry. Let's take a breath first and drink a glass of water." Zhu Tong took out Fengzhuo Qingyu, wiped it carefully and handed it over: "Let's write a few words first."
Ye'er was really tired. She knew that she didn't have much experience in driving the Butterfly God to produce butterfly Gu. If she was too impatient, something might happen. With Qin Miao's current situation, she couldn't stand the trouble anymore.
At Blessing Villa, after Zhu Hong's meticulous care, Ye'er's body, which had been severely damaged in Hong Gobi, completely recovered. There seemed to be precious light flowing through her skin, and she looked far away from the world.
Zhu Tong knew that this was a sign that Ye'er was about to break through. As long as he could quietly practice quietly in a month or two, he would be able to leap into the Pengma Fantasy Realm. But just like her own, she didn't have that kind of time.
This is not the first time that Ye'er has come into contact with Fengzhuo Qingyu. At the beginning of their love, Ye'er used it for half a year to write the first word "ling" in the introduction to Pengma Gong.
At that time, she just felt that this exquisite brush had a simple and distant atmosphere. Holding it calmed the restlessness in her heart and entered the writing state faster. Now she already knows that Fengzhuo Qingyu is one of the three treasures of Zhumen. Using it to write skills can not only improve your cultivation faster, but also increase the chance of breaking through the barrier of Peng Ma Gong. The reason why she can unknowingly enter the first level of Peng Ma has a lot to do with using this pen. big relationship.
Ye'er held Fengzhuo Qingyu in his hand. He didn't start writing the word "shu" immediately. He closed his eyes and seemed to be feeling something.
After a moment, she opened her eyes. She smiled and handed Feng Zhuo Qingyu back to Zhu Tong: "I'm ready. Thank you, senior brother."
Zhu Tong was a little dumbfounded, and felt warm in his heart. Because of Qin Miao, from the moment they met until now, they both felt some inexplicable embarrassment between each other. Ye'er's words of "senior brother" were like the scorching sun in early spring. That thin barrier disappeared.
"Bring it here." Ye'er stretched out her hand.
"What...oh." Zhu Tong was stunned for a moment. He immediately took out the Phoenix Star Hair and handed it over.
Ye'er used it to take out a jade butterfly last time. Now that she thinks about it, Fengxinghao is already a necessary tool.
She held Feng Xinghao and walked to the hospital bed. She raised her hand and put it down again. She asked, "What should I do?"
"First, put the jade butterfly into her Tanzhong point. That is the essence and blood center. There are sufficient nutrients to support the jade butterfly. The next step is very important. You have to maintain contact with it, restrain it, and don't let it leave. Tanzhong point. Let it adapt as soon as possible..."
Zhu Tong explained in detail the key points and techniques of using butterfly Gu. Ye'er listened attentively. Neither of them noticed. Qin Miao's hand moved slightly on the hospital bed. His five fingers were closed and slowly clenched into a fist.
Like the Butterfly God, the use of Fengxinghao in Ye'er is quite different from that in Zhutong.
Zhu Tong only regarded the dragon, phoenix, and stars as tools and showed no due respect for the treasures.
A jade-colored butterfly shadow entered the black crystal of Fengxinghao. Ye'er first put Fengxinghao to his lips, stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently licked the black crystal on the needle body.
"Why bother..." Zhu Tong saw that Ye'er broke the tip of his tongue and poured some essence and blood into the black crystal. He felt sorry for Ye'er and wanted to dissuade him, but was shocked by Feng Xinghao's change.
A streak of five-color light slowly flowed over the needle body. The phoenix star seemed to become full of vitality. A little blue light flashed in the black crystal. The jade butterfly inside was frightened and became quiet.
Ye'er looked solemn. He pinched the phoenix star and slowly stabbed Qin Miao's chest. Those two fingers seemed to be extremely heavy.
The needle was inserted into the Tanzhong point. Qin Miao trembled, opened his head suddenly, and vomited out a piece of dark blood as big as a broad bean.
After Qin Miao was injured, Zhu Tong used a dragon star to forcibly cool down her almost boiling blood. Although it was to save her life, the cold current always left some hidden wounds in her heart. At this time, Ye Er was Force it out.
"Mr. Li, please step aside." Ye'er took out the phoenix star hair, turned around and said softly.
With just one injection, most of the fluorescence in Ye'er's skin faded away. She didn't know that she was planting jade butterflies for Qin Miao. She also spent a lot of cultivation.
Zhu Tong knew that it was inappropriate to say anything now, so he turned around silently.
Ye'er gently untied Qin Miao's hospital gown and slid his hands gently on her body.
Qin Miao finally woke up at this time. She knew that it was Ye'er who was treating her. She was still a little resistant. Ye'er's next words made her feel completely at ease.
"Sister Qin, your body is so beautiful. Don't be shy. I am treating your illness. If you still have the strength, please cooperate with me. It will be good for your body. In fact, you don't have to do anything. Just follow my fingers. Thinking about the place where my hands passed. I just gave you a little baby. It was born not long ago. Your body is its new home. It will be your talisman from now on. It can prevent you from getting sick and become more and more beautiful. .You don’t have to be afraid of it. It is very sensible. It only has one hobby, which is drinking. It is not easy for my daughter to become an alcoholic. But it is still good to drink a little every day. I will take it around to see it and let it adapt better... …”
Tianzhao Temple in a small town in western Sichuan is not very big. It has two main halls and more than a dozen monks' rooms. There are eight monks from three generations of masters and apprentices. It is a Chinese Buddhist temple.
The town is located in a remote mountainous area. The monks are not good at cheating and cannot receive much incense money. In order to maintain the minimum livelihood, eight better monk rooms were selected and renovated into guest rooms. Tianzhao Temple also started a hotel business.
From time to time, wandering monks come to the temple to place orders. Some pretend to be ignorant and stay in vain. The monks will not say much. Some will secretly stuff a few into the merit box before leaving. This saves each other's face and also makes people happy. Tenzhao Temple has more income. If you give money in person, the presiding monk will not accept it under any circumstances.
Of course, the hotel's main income comes from regular guests.
Although the rooms in Tenzhao Temple are simple, they are very clean. The environment is elegant and the charges are relatively reasonable. Farmers who come out of the mountains to sell wild game and wild game like to stay here. Businessmen or tourists from other places also like to stay here. Speaking of which, the business is pretty good.
Tenshoji Temple is full again tonight. There are no rooms available in the morning.
The young lama who came a few days ago booked all the available rooms. This morning, several big clients from Beijing who looked very rich came from Beijing. They drove two very valuable off-road vehicles. They kept Instead of going to the government guesthouse with better conditions, I stayed at Tenzhao Temple.
The guest monk is also the hotel manager. He likes such guests very much.
They followed the young lama into the mountains early in the morning and did not come back until evening. The strange thing was that Donator Yun, who ran a clinic in the town, was with them.
The master chef in the temple, that is, the presiding abbot, "casually" prepared a table of vegetarian dishes. Several people finished eating and praised them repeatedly. For some dishes, the monk Zhike informed the stove that another portion was added.
After eating, I asked how much it cost. I know that the guest monk is a discerning person. Otherwise, he would not be trusted by the abbot.
He didn't quote a price. He just said that the abbot thought they were destined to be good friends and he "casually" cooked a few rough dishes in the mountains himself. He didn't dare to charge for it.
The young lama had lived in Tianzhao Temple for a few days. He had seen Zhike Monk arguing with his guests, but he just smiled and said nothing. The donor still owed Tianzhao Temple a few meals. Hearing what Zhike Monk said, he secretly raised his eyebrows. thumb.
Sure enough, when I opened the merit box at night, there was a thick stack of incense money inside.
The monk Zhike and the abbot counted again and again. It turned out to be a full 10,000 yuan. This was the most expensive vegetarian table sold by Tianzhao Temple.
A few days ago, two monks from far away came to check in and occupied a guest room. They seemed very stingy. After eating the abbot's vegetarian meal, they only said "Amitabha".
From the perspective of a Zhike monk, I can see that they all look like real wandering monks from big monasteries. But there are two things to say. Real wandering monks don't have much money.
Presumably, Amaterasu Temple will be eaten and housed for nothing again.
Although Buddhism in the world is one family, Amitabha cannot be eaten as food. If possible, Tenzhao Temple would not need to open a hotel. Firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, etc. Do not spend money on anything.
The monk Zhike lived in a monk's room with the abbot. The two were muttering to each other. The young monk who was guarding the door ran in and said that the two wandering monks who were waiting for orders had left.
The abbot looked at the dark sky outside and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice. But the monk Zhike hurried to the merit box in the main hall. He opened the lock and looked. Sure enough, it was empty. Not even a coin.
But the two wandering monks who left overnight hired a farm truck to haul goods and asked the driver to take them to Chengdu or the nearest city overnight.
The monk who knew the guest was actually wrong. It was not that they didn't give me the money. They just left in a hurry and didn't have time to say goodbye. They left the money in the guest room; it was also a total of 10,000 yuan.
Both of them are monks from Yingshan Temple in northern Jiangsu. And Yingshan Temple is the dojo of the First Grade Golden Buddha. In other words, although they have no martial arts, they are also members of the Jianghu Tao.
The living Buddha Renjie Sazun knew that the two wandering monks next door were gone. He was giving Yunqing emergency training in a consultative tone. Yunqing had learned how to plant hornet eggs into the body of the buffalo. He also learned how to control the tiger. Bees take the life of their hosts.
Maybe it's because we haven't found a suitable method. Maybe it's for other reasons. The tiger bees planted by Yunqing are very aggressive. It can be said that they don't care about the life and death of the host. It's okay not to be activated by Yunqing. Once activated, they will only He knew how to plunder desperately and devour the host's essence and blood. Three buffaloes, five domesticated animals, and two wild dogs died in Yun Qing's hands in this way.
Renjiesa Zun concentrated for a moment and thought about what Yun Qing was getting upset about half an hour before the wandering monk left. He said something loudly.
"'The Miracle Doctor Li Xiang' can do it. I will definitely be able to do it. I not only want to defeat him, but also want to be a doctor richer than him. I have already thought of a name. I'll call it 'The Immortal Doctor Yun Qing'" '.Little Living Buddha, please think for me quickly. How can I control it?"
This was also the only time they mentioned "Miracle Doctor Li Xiang". Presumably, they wanted to send a message to Zhu Tong when they left in such a hurry.
Renjie Sazun shook his head indifferently. That's fine. If Zhu Tong knew someone was plotting against him one day earlier, the pressure building up in his heart would be a little greater.
However, this news needs to be told to Tian Xuyang. Since "Miracle Doctor Li Xiang" may know that someone is going to deal with him, Tian Xuyang's plan must be adjusted accordingly.
He took out the golden bead and handed it to Yun Qing. He said: "Donor Yun's problem. Perhaps only Eagle Buddha can find a solution. Here is this for you. Try to make your 'king' swallow it."
Yun Qing put the golden bead into his mouth. After a few minutes, he took it out. The butterfly shadow inside the golden bead was gone.
Renjiesa Zungo frowned. He vaguely felt that at the moment when Yun Qing's 'king' swallowed the butterfly spirit, there seemed to be an invisible and intangible breath flying towards the east.
Renjie Sazun has been with Yun Qing these two days and has already figured out his depth.
Yun Qing's biggest weakness is that he has no inheritance. Now he is just quick and energetic, and has quite a bit of strength. Even without the help of tiger bees, he can easily deal with ten or eight ruffians. In the world, he is just a third-rate character.
The Queen Bee is indeed more powerful than Zhu Tong's 'Butterfly Spirit'. If they were to compete, the Queen Bee would have an overwhelming advantage.
But if we compare two people, Zhu Tong is one of the few masters in Zhu Sect and even Jianghu Dao. He is vaguely the number one person in the new generation. His cultivation level is not comparable to that of Yun Qing.
After these two days of observation, Renjie Sazun's mind changed. He thought that Yun Qing did not need to be in such a hurry to go to Shanghai to compete with Zhu Tong. It was best to go back to Butian Temple with him first and practice cultivation quietly under the guidance of Eagle Buddha. A year and a half.
But Tian Xuyang urgently needed a bodyguard like Yun Qing. Yun Qing also allowed him to go out and make a living. Tian Xuyang gave him one million in cash. This money made him full of daydreams about the colorful world outside the mountains.
Renjie Sazun asked Eagle Buddha for instructions. Eagle Buddha actually agreed to let Yun Qing go find trouble for Zhu Tong.
He should know how difficult it is to meet such a special person. It would be a pity not to join Butian Temple.
Yun Qing himself is worthless, but this group of tiger bees and the queen bee are valuable. He is just a mountain man with no inheritance. He was once a beekeeper and traveled to many places when he was young.
Being a beekeeper is a hard job. From spring to autumn, you have to travel around with the flower season. You have to deal with all kinds of people. Therefore, you have developed a cynical and slippery temperament.
Beekeepers like to dig wild bees because wild bees are natural enemies of the bees they keep.
This swarm of killer bees was not originally here.
More than ten years ago, Yunfeng went out to release bees and discovered this swarm of tiger bees in the mountainous area of southeastern Guizhou.
That night, Yun Qing went to dig out the honeycomb in the dark. It was also a yellow jujube tree that had grown for an unknown number of years.
Yun Qing climbed up the yellow oak tree with a flashlight and suddenly passed out.
It was already three days after he woke up. He didn't remember what happened at all. He just felt that there was a strange elf in his stomach.
In this way, he got this swarm of tiger bees in a daze.
Tian Xuyang came in. He patted Yun Qing on the shoulder and said, "Brother Yun, the beehives have been installed. We can set off."
Yun Qing smacked his lips. He grabbed the backpack next to him and left. There was one million cash in it. It was the largest amount of money he had ever seen in his life.
Living Buddha Renjiesa also stood up: "Master Yunshi, please remember that the 'miraculous doctor Li Xiang' is very powerful and shrewd. Don't be deceived by him. Wine is good for you, but you must know how to control it. Your 'king' The biggest weakness is that I can't stand the smell of the iron tree. I can't stand the spirit of the 'miraculous doctor Li Xiang' either. The things have been given to you by the donor. After arriving in Shanghai, everything must be obeyed by his arrangements."
Yun Qing looked at Renjie Sazon Living Buddha and Tian Xuyang with some scruples. He had experimented with it. As long as the strange red incense was lit, the queen bee and the bees would become lazy and unwilling to do anything. Do it. And he seemed drunk. He didn't have any strength in his body.
He is now in awe of the living Buddha Renjiesa. It was this young lama who told him that drinking alcohol would be of great benefit to the "king" in his body. It was also this young lama who used the red incense stick that could restrain him. It was handed over to the wealthy Mr. Tian.
"Don't worry, Brother Yun. We are friends. That thing is only used to deal with our common opponents." Tian Xuyang laughed and comforted Yun Qing; "As long as you kill his 'spirit', I will give Brother Yun another five million." Brother Yun is the queen bee. As long as we cooperate happily, millions is a small amount."
Living Buddha Renjiesa took out a thin sutra book from his arms and handed it to Yun Qing solemnly: "This is the Sutra of Divine Omens that the Eagle Buddha passed on to the poor monk."
Yun Qing took it and looked through it. He found that it was a handwritten scripture. He looked carefully at the contents and was immediately fascinated.
The Tiexin wood incense and the "Shen Omen Sutra" were both prepared by Eagle Buddha for Living Buddha Renjie Sazon to subdue the golden cicada. The golden cicada has escaped far away, and it is useless to keep it.
The Zhike monk finally found the "incense money" left by the two wandering monks. He and the host were deeply moved. Then they lit sandalwood in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall, chanted the Prajna Sutra and sincerely repented.
The young lama walked into the main hall and sat down casually at the door. He said, "Buddha said that every deep breath is a deep confession. If the obsessions in the hearts of the two masters are not eradicated, it will be useless to recite sutras."