The rain plays sad music in the world outside the door.
The world inside the door is relatively quiet.
This skinny man stood at the door, facing everyone.
"I need an explanation." He said coldly.
"What explanation?"
"Hand over the murderer, pay a sum of money, and then take your people out of the city."
This tone is very much like the villain in the novel.
Everyone looked at each other thoughtfully.
They spent two days wandering around Central City, collecting various information and gaining a certain understanding of the forces in the entire city.
In this city, there are two organizations that are constantly at odds with each other.
One is called the Temple and the other is called the Secret Door.
I don’t know why the leaders who established these two organizations came up with such half-hearted names.
"Brother, do you have any solid evidence to show that it was our people who killed your people?" one person in the team asked.
"No." The thin man said coldly.
"That's it? Telling others to get out without accurate evidence. Have you read too many Wudi novels?"
When it comes to sarcasm, everyone in Xia Chuluo's team is a master.
Back then, her father Xia Zheng's words were quite sharp, and he often left others speechless.
Xia Chuluo leaned against the counter and said calmly: "People from the temple?"
"Now that you know my identity, let me hand it over to you as soon as possible." The thin man looked at everyone calmly.
The other three tenants in the hall had different expressions, but they all had a hint of vigilance.
The name of that organization sounds very evil.
The concept they spread is even more evil. They believe that there are gods living in the floating city, which is why the floating city is so unique and can float in the air.
"Miss Xia, people from the temple, don't mess with them in Central City." The shop owner was quick to intimidate and said in a low voice behind Xia Chuluo.
"This kind of thing is the most troublesome."
Xia Chuluo took back his gun.
She picked up the old commemorative edition revolver on the table, pulled out the magazine to the left, and fiddled with it a few times. The magazine rotated rapidly, making a very pleasant sound.
"I still have to do it myself."
Xia Chuluo doesn't like reading novels. She thinks many plots are retarded. For example, the villain announces himself as soon as he appears, making passers-by fearful and teammates uneasy.
This kind of plot is often accompanied by a lot of nonsense.
But Xia Chuluo likes to be more direct.
So she raised her gun.
With a "bang" gunshot, the bullet came out of the gun.
A very brief moment.
The first floor of the hotel seems to be a frozen movie scene.
The bullet slowly rotated in the air.
The expression on the store owner's face slowly changed from humility to horror. The three tenants showed panic at the same time, and the team members were also a little surprised.
Only Lu Wen is the most normal.
Small scene.
Just stay calm.
The man who felt the feeling fell backwards. There was heavy rain outside the door, and the rain slowly washed away the blood.
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In a tall building not far away.
Duan Tiannan was watching all this through the scope.
When he saw the man fall to the ground, he sighed: "The death of Xia Chuluo's parents was caused by the floating city. That guy actually dared to announce his family name in front of her and said that he was from the temple. It would be strange if he didn't die."
"The temple organization is indeed a bunch of fools. They don't care about worshiping the floating city, but they actually think there are gods in it."
…
Inside the hotel.
Xia Chuluo took back the revolver.
The sudden shot made many people present stunned for a long time.
She turned to look at the hotel owner with an indifferent expression.
"Don't worry, Miss Xia. I immediately burned tonight's surveillance cameras. No, I burned all the surveillance cameras during this period. I also told the mechanical deacons that the surveillance cameras were broken a long time ago and I didn't see anything!"
The boss is very cooperative, but of course fear is the majority.
After opening the store for so long, this was the first time he saw someone shooting and killing someone in front of him.
This girl is a cruel person.
Xia Chuluo nodded and turned his attention to the three tenants who had not yet left.
The expressions of the three people were different.
"There is blood on the edge of the shoe. You often see blood-stained scenes, and you have a strong psychological quality, so you are not in a hurry to clean it up. However, your glasses are relatively high-precision, and you are not physically strong enough to be a killer. There are traces of a mask on your face. You are a doctor." Xia Chuluo looked at the first person.
"The palms are rough, dry and cracked, there are black oil stains in the gaps, and there are scars of varying depths on the arms. You are a mechanic." This is what she said to the second person.
"As for you..."
Xia Chuluo looked at the third person.
"Wearing wider trousers, but when sitting, the right calf is obviously protruding. There is a gun there. You are very cautious and have killed more than one person. I am talking to you. Your left hand is always on your waist. You are a Left-handed, he also has a gun behind his left waist."
When Xia Chuluo stopped talking, the hotel fell into silence again.
She paused, thought for a moment, and continued: "I made a mistake just now. You are not left-handed. Your left arm should be a mechanical arm with greater strength, so you learned to use your left hand to attack."
"When we were sitting just now, the doctors and mechanics were in a daze. Only you were frowning and thinking. You wanted to kill someone, but you felt that you were still too weak and not qualified after all."
Xia Chuluo pulled up a chair and sat down slowly.
"If you live in Central City for a long time, you don't need to rent a hotel, so you have just arrived in this city. The person you want to kill has a high status in this city, and is probably one of the two organizations. Just now Someone came from the temple, your expression has changed slightly, so the person you want to kill also belongs to the temple."
The man looked calm, and he did have a gun on his left waist.
He took out the gun and placed it on the table.
This is to show Xia Chuluo that he has no hostility.
"The Temple is an organization that only operates in Central City. If you are from another city, that organization cannot offend you at all. So you are originally from this city, but for some reason, you lost your left arm. I had to leave the city like a lost dog.”
"You are not young yet, in your early forties. Let me think about it. Your family, probably your daughter, was murdered by people from the temple. You went to take revenge at that time, but you were too weak at that time... Now you are elsewhere. After a long experience in the city, are you ready to come back and do it again? "
The man was indeed in his forties, with a resolute face and steady eyes.
His exposed right arm has strong muscles and many small scars.
"Don't worry, I won't say anything to those mechanical deacons." He said seriously.
Two more.
Doctors and mechanics also hurriedly said they saw nothing.
Since everyone is cooperative, there is nothing more to say.
Let the body hang outside the door overnight. Naturally, a mechanical deacon will come to inquire about it tomorrow morning.
Xia Chuluo stood up and was about to take everyone upstairs.
The middle-aged man suddenly asked: "Miss, can you read minds?"
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Good night, fellow book friends!
Thanks to the book friend I’m Eating Liangpi for the tip.
(End of chapter)