Monster was caught, and how to deal with it was not within the jurisdiction of Zhanyi, and he didn't care either.
Another two days of laziness passed peacefully. On this day, it was Zhanyi’s turn to rest. Bai Yu got up early, thinking that Zhanyi should still be sleeping, but unexpectedly saw him take a glass of water from the kitchen. When he came out, he wore a black shirt with a medium V, and his slim fit made people's eyes bright, so he could go out after putting on his coat.
Bai Yu ran to the window and looked up into the distance, "It seems that the sun is coming out of the wrong direction today."
Zhanyi opened the wardrobe, took out one of the many black trench coats that Bai Yu thought had only subtle differences, put it on, took a piece of bread on the table, walked out, and explained to Bai Yu, "I won't be back until evening, Find something to eat yourself."
"Hey, wait!" Bai Yu grabbed it, "Where are you going?"
Zhan Wing shrugged slightly, "I'm resting today for a private event."
"How personal is it?" Bai Yu stretched out his hand and smoked his jacket silently.
"Funeral." Zhanyi spit out two words without hesitation.
Bai Yu was stunned for a while, then stretched out his hand and held it halfway, gently covering it and coughing, "Sorry."
Zhanyi smiled, "I didn't say it was my friend who died."
Bai Yu blinked, "Then whose funeral are you going to?"
Zhan Yi saw that Bai Yu was already dressed, he hooked his fingers lightly at him, and walked out, as if he was willing to take him with him.
"That person's name is Tyron? Coster." Zhanyi started the car, and flew in a direction unfamiliar to White Feather. "He is one of the ten most wanted criminals in the seventh district. So far, the most advanced mutation of the red sprite, I have caught it. It took him about half a year, and today is the day of his execution and burial, and it is estimated that no one will go to see him off, so I am very interested to see it."
"Oh..." Bai Yu understood, "What crime did he commit?"
"Taylon is one of the most famous murderers today, a serial killer. His crime habit is to kill good people." Zhan Wing looked at the rearview mirror and observed the traffic conditions in the air while chatting with Bai Yu. It was a little foggy today, so He was not driving fast.
"Just kill good people?" Bai Yu seemed to find it ridiculous, "I understand what kind of people can be called bad people, but what kind of people can be called good people?"
Zhanyi parked the car near a very remote factory, got out of the car and walked, "Isn't the person who has never done bad things a good person?"
"The requirements are so low?" Bai Yu followed, walking beside him with his hands in his pockets, "Isn't your world full of good people?"
"So what." Zhanyi took off his sunglasses, walked to an iron gate and pressed a series of codes. The iron gate opened, and he and Bai Yu entered, "Not all good people are likable."
"Where is this place?" Bai Yu looked around curiously, feeling like an abandoned factory, very desolate and a little gloomy.
"Execution ground and burial area." Zhanyi led him along a clean crossroad.
Bai Yu found that there were green grass on both sides, and there were many black stone tablets scattered in the middle of the grass.
"It's all the tombstones of prisoners who were executed at the execution ground?" Bai Yu was curious.
"yes."
"Why are today's people more inhumane than the ancients?" Bai Yu shook his head and tutted his tongue. "No matter how heinous it is, should you still have the right to choose your own cemetery when you die? Why are you buried in such a place?"
Zhanyi turned his face slightly to look at Bai Yu, and after a long time, he smiled lightly, "You really are the logic of a strong man."
White Feather raised an eyebrow.
"They want rights, so who do those killed by them ask for rights?" Zhan Yi shrugged slightly, "Kill your life, but even if you pay your life, others won't survive, so don't expect to turn over again and go directly to hell. ."
"Oh..." Bai Yu smiled, "You really are a more advanced human being, I like this kind of indifference."
The two approached and stopped in front of a black brick wall with a somewhat serious conversation.
Bai Yu looked at the wall, it was more than ten meters high, and it felt like it was going straight into the sky. The black bricks had the relief of the eighteenth floor of hell, which was very spectacular and shocking.
"Enough momentum." Bai Yu exclaimed.
"This is the gate of hell." Zhanyi stretched out his hand and raised the collar of his windbreaker, reminding Bai Yu, "There are four gates in the seventh district, all of which are good places."
Bai Yu thought for a while, "Well, in addition to this gate of hell, you said before that there is also a gate of peace for extremely serious criminals, so what are the other two gates?"
"One is the gate of heaven, and the other is the gate of tranquility." Zhanyi told Bai Yu, "The gate of tranquility is for detaining patients diagnosed with dangerous mutated forms of mental illness, and the gate of heaven is special."
"What is it?" Bai Yu smiled.
"I'll tell you when I have a chance." Zhanyi and Bai Yu walked along the black wall to the end, opened an iron fence, and turned a corner... It was a very open flat land.
The black special metal floor is at least the size of four or five football fields, flat and smooth. At this time, the fog has dissipated, and the mirror effect of the floor reflects the blue sky and white clouds.
And in the middle, very far away, there is a very independent torture platform, about ten meters high.
On the square torture platform stood a man, dressed in white clothes, without any shackles.
Standing in the middle of the torture platform, he was admiring the blue sky with his hands in his pockets and turned his face when he heard the creaking sound of the open iron fence.
Seeing Zhan Wing at a glance, the man raised his hand and waved it gently, as if to say hello.
Zhanyi also raised his hand slightly, but said hello like an old friend.
Bai Yu touched his chin and looked at the man in white on the torture platform in the distance. From a distance, he looked quite young, tall and thin, and looked good, like an ordinary promising young man.
"It doesn't look like a bad person." Bai Yu raised his hand to block the sun.
"It really wasn't originally." Zhanyi said slowly, "After BN mutates, it becomes heinous."
"dudu..."
At this time, a short alarm sounded.
Bai Yu looked left and right, "What sound?"
"It's time." Zhanyi waved his hand to the person in the distance, indicating—byebye!
With the movement of spreading wings, the man raised his face and opened his arms and shouted, "Zhanyi! I love you so much!"
White Feather made him startled.
Zhanyi raised his beautiful eyebrows and nodded, patted his chest to show his heart.
"Next time..." The man suddenly lowered his head and looked straight at him.
At the same time, I heard a sound of "fu", which was similar to the wind and the sound of a candle blowing.
A burst of blue flames instantly surrounded him.
Bai Yu was surprised, "Fire?!"
"Haha!" Tyron finally laughed, pointing to Zhan Wing, "I'll play next time..."
As soon as the voice fell, a gust of wind passed, and the flames went out. In front of Zhan Wing and Bai Yu, a complete person instantly turned into a white smoke that was blown away by the strong wind. In the air, there was only the smell of sunshine and nothing else.
Zhanyi watched the flames go out, and patted Bai Yu who was in a daze, "Let's go."
"You modern people are quite cruel." Bai Yu said to himself, "It burns like this, and there are no bones left?"
"A stone tablet is enough, anyway, it's going to hell." Zhanyi walked out, left the gate of hell and stepped on the path. He suddenly stopped after a few steps.
Bai Yu followed behind him absent-mindedly, one of them didn't pay attention and bumped into it.
The wings didn't move, and Bai Yu still gave him a symbolic hug to prevent him from falling.
Zhanyi ignored him, still staring in a certain direction, and with both hands, he broke Bai Yu's hand on his waist and threw it behind him.
Bai Yu put his hand away embarrassedly, not quite understanding what Zhan Yi was looking at, he followed his gaze to the distance and forgot... He saw a person standing in front of a certain tombstone on the grass.
This cemetery was empty, and there was someone sweeping the tomb, which was really fresh.
In the distance, the person standing in front of the desolate tombstone was also a man, dressed in white, and felt somewhat similar to Tyron, who had just been burned to ashes, but if it was a prisoner, he shouldn't be hanging around there.
The man looked quite young, with short red hair, maybe red blood? He lowered his head and stared at a tombstone in a daze, with no flowers in his hand.
Zhanyi looked at him for a while, then turned and walked away.
Bai Yu didn't know so he followed behind, "Yiyi, what's wrong?"
Spreading his wings, he opened the gate of the cemetery, "The tombstone he was looking at belonged to Tyron."
"Didn't Tyron just die?" Bai Yu was curious, "The efficiency is quite high, and the tombstones are all there."
Zhanyi frowned, "Tailun's six relatives are broken, how can anyone come to see his grave?"
"Maybe he was just hanging out." Bai Yu shrugged, "No, you pressed the password when you entered the door. He also knows the password. Is it a police officer?"
Zhanyi didn't make a sound, and saw a black ultra-luxury aircraft parked on the side of the road, and his line of sight visibly drifted over.
"Yiyi." Bai Yu reminded, "This car is more handsome than yours."
Zhanyi's eyelids moved slightly, as if excited, "New!"
Bai Yu actually saw a faint interest flashing in Zhan Yi's eyes. This kind of expression was a little childish, but it was not common.
Zhanyi put his hands in his pockets and squinted his eyes to study the model of the traveler. He quickly took out his phone and called his friend at the dealership, "A new car has arrived?"
The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say.
Zhanyi looked serious, very serious, "I want two, both silver and black."
Bai Yu interjected, "White too!"
Zhanyi picked up the phone and snapped his fingers to Bai Yu, "In stock, pick up the car right away."
Bai Yu is in a good mood, a prodigal son or something, it really suits his appetite!
As soon as the two walked to the side of the car, they heard the sound of the door opening behind them.
Looking back, I saw that the man who was still sweeping the grave just now opened the door and came out.
Zhanyi had already got into the car at this time, looked at the man through the glass of the car window, and looked at it carefully.
What caught Wingspan's attention was the way the man was walking.
The reason why his posture makes walking inconvenient is because he is habitually dragging his legs, as if his knees cannot be bent. This position may seem to ordinary people to think that his joints are sick, but the wings look very familiar.
Usually prisoners wear shackles and shackles, especially for heavy prisoners. The shackles will bind the knees, and people will use the movement of the crotch to replace the movement of the knees, thus making it difficult for the prisoners to move. If this kind of shackles are worn all year round, the joints will change, and the ligaments and muscles of the knees will be necrotic, causing this phenomenon... Could it be the prisoner who has just been released from prison
The man walked to the cool black aircraft, stopped, and instead of opening the door to get in the car, he turned his head and looked at the winged car.
To be precise, he was looking at the white feathers beside the wingspan car.
Bai Yu also looked at him at this time. The other party's blood-red hair was as red as a transparent flame in the sunlight. This kind of red was very strong and unusual, and it looked very unreal. This kind of red, ordinary red blood would not have.
His pale complexion and three-dimensional facial features indicated his non-human identity, but his eyes were the brown of ordinary humans, nothing special.
Bai Yu and he looked at each other for a while, the atmosphere was a little weird.
At this time, someone got out of the car, it seemed to be the driver, who opened the door for that person, showing great respect.
The man bowed his head, bent over and entered the car... His legs and feet seemed to be more convenient than before.
Zhanyi's heart moved slightly—that's right, if his legs and feet were really so inconvenient, he wouldn't be able to walk from the center of the cemetery to the door so quickly... Seeing his brisk movement into the car, the moment he entered the car door, the corners of his mouth even brought out a touch of meaning. An unidentified smile came.
Wings frowns - on purpose!
After the opponent's aircraft was launched, it flew away in the direction of the city center of District Seven, and soon disappeared.
White Feather also entered the car.
"You know?" Zhanyi asked.
White Feather shook his head.
"Anything to say?"
The corners of Bai Yu's mouth moved, and she said, "It looks so annoying."
Zhanyi laughed and turned around in another direction.
"Aren't you going to have a look?" Bai Yu was surprised, "He provokes you!"
"It's you who is provoking him." Zhan Yi replied nonchalantly, "I'm rushing to the car dealership to pick up the car."
Bai Yu was immediately shocked, "Sure enough, I can grasp the point! I appreciate your style of prodigal son, gogogo!"
Zhanyi didn't say anything, he realized that Bai Yu was hiding something.
Bai Yu didn't say anything, he found that Zhan Yi was hiding something.
As for the two tacitly refraining from talking about it, it is the doubts they have discovered.
What Zhanyi noticed was the driver who came down to open the door. There was an obvious tattoo on the part of the wrist exposed between the glove and the sleeve. He had seen this pattern. Not long ago, there was this slave logo on the shoulder of Ange Monster he caught. Obviously, the two were related. He wrote down the license plate and went back to investigate slowly, so as not to startle the snake.
What Bai Yu concealed was the pair of brown eyes and the short blood-red hair—it seemed that the senior members of the blood clan were hiding a lot of secrets.