Chapter 97 Wasted Cultivation

This female police officer was none other than the female police officer that Zhang Ming had fought against the black-robed man last time. Her name was Ling Hui.

"It's you. That's easy!" Zhang Ming was relieved. This woman had seen the real murderer before, and she could definitely prove that Zhang Ming was not the murderer.

Ling Hui looked at Zhang Ming in confusion and said, "Why are you here?"

"Police comrade, he and the yellow-haired guy are the murderers. They killed someone in my bar. It's the mummy in the back. It's so cruel. I don't know how they turned a living person into a mummy." The person

who spoke was the hotel manager, and other guests also expressed their cruelty, blaming Zhang Ming and Hu Fei, which made the two extremely depressed.

Ling Hui walked up to Zhang Ming and said, "You two, are you really the murderer?"

Zhang Ming said helplessly, "Sister, I saved your life before. You have seen the murderer before. Why do you still doubt me?"

"That's right, but I believe you. Others won't believe it, right?" Ling Hui said.

Zhang Ming was really troubled and said to the policewoman Ling Hui, "You are a police officer. Can you testify for me, sister?"

"But it's useless for me to testify alone. You have to produce useful evidence." Ling Hui said.

Fortunately, he knew Ling Hui, at least the police would not arrest Zhang Ming.

But there is no way to ask him to produce evidence to prove that they are not the murderer.

So Zhang Ming said, "The man in black is in the bar. You have to cooperate with me, otherwise he will hurt people again!"

At this time, a male police officer looked at Zhang Ming unhappily and said, "Boy, it's useless for you to say anything. Now everyone has seen that you killed this girl. I think you are the murderer. If we catch you, we can close the case."

As he said that, he came over with handcuffs to handcuff Zhang Ming!

Zhang Ming's face sank, and he saw Ling Hui stopping the male police officer and said,

"Wait a minute, I can prove that he is not the murderer. I have seen the murderer. And he saved me. He is from a special organization above."

Zhang Ming himself was also stunned. Special organization? What organization? How could he not know?

Of course he didn't know, because Hu Fei had fooled Ling Hui at the beginning, but he didn't expect Ling Hui to take it seriously.

After hearing what Ling Hui said, the male police officer frowned and dared not handcuff Zhang Ming anymore.

"What organization?" the male police officer asked Ling Hui.

Ling Hui rolled her eyes and said, "It's already said that it's a special department, how can I reveal it? Anyway, they are not ordinary people!"

"How are they not ordinary?" the male police officer asked again.

At this time, Zhang Ming was impatient and said, "What are you hesitating about here? The real murderer is in the bar. Are you going to wait for him to run away?"

The yellow-haired man also remembered something, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number and said,

"This is your Director Li's phone number. He asked my master to help with the mummy case. You can ask him."

The call was connected, and the male police officer took over and said a few words respectfully, and then he was frightened.

After hanging up the phone, he said to Ling Hui helplessly: "Director Li asked us to fully cooperate with them to solve the case."

Hearing this, Huangmao smiled triumphantly, and Zhang Ming also breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Then why are you still standing there? Seal off the bar for me!"

He looked at the compass in Huangmao's hand, and the compass was moving.

But as several policemen blocked the entrance and exit of the bar and ordered everyone in the bar not to move, the compass stopped moving.

Zhang Ming sneered at this. The black-robed man wanted to frame him, but he didn't expect that they were related to the police station.

Now he trapped himself in the bar, allowing Zhang Ming to catch turtles in a jar!

In the bar, everyone stood still and did not move. Several policemen had their pistols ready, and no one dared to move.

Huangmao held the compass and located them one by one. Zhang Ming, on the other hand, was pinching his fingers to gather his energy, ready to attack at any time.

They all walked in the direction pointed by the pointer. That was the place with the most people, and no one knew what was going on. There

was only one person, who looked a little panicked.

And Zhang Ming's eyes were fixed on this person.

This person looked to be about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, very thin, with very white skin, as if he was anemic. He looked no different from an ordinary person, but the pointer was pointing at him.

Although he was no longer wearing a black robe, Zhang Ming felt that the man in the black robe was him.

As the two men approached, Zhang Ming also signaled some people around him to make way. In the end, only the thin young man was left in the middle of the bar.

He stood under the light, facing Zhang Ming and Huangmao, with a sneer gradually appearing on his face.

The muzzles of the guns of several policemen around him were also pointed at him, and it seemed that he had no way to retreat!

"Black robe man, do you think I won't recognize you if you take off your vest?" Zhang Ming sneered!

The thin man looked at Zhang Ming and said, "Awesome, awesome! You are the first one who has never encountered an opponent since you started to act like a gangster."

"I am proud of you, but it's not that I am awesome, it's that you are useless!" Zhang Ming hit him mercilessly!

The thin man was stunned, then smiled and said, "Okay, you can say that. However, this matter is not over. Even if you catch me, I can get out easily."

Zhang Ming frowned and said, "Are you so confident?"

"Of course, you and I are not ordinary people. Do you think the prison can hold me?" said the thin man.

Zhang Ming smiled upon hearing this and said, "I said they can lock me up, so they can lock me up!" "

Oh? Then tell me, how can they lock me up? I can just cast a little magic and get out easily?" Zhang Ming believed this, just like he could swing in and out of the girls' dormitory. The people in the police station didn't know magic, and ordinary cells really couldn't hold him. "So, you can arrest me, I won't resist, but you can't hit me, right? But if I go in, I can get out anytime!" The thin man showed an expression that he wanted to be beaten. Zhang Ming said upon hearing this, "Why don't I dare to hit you?" "In the police office, if the prisoner doesn't resist, you can't hit him." The thin man said. Zhang Ming smiled, "Really? But... I'm not a policeman, I don't have so many rules!" As he said this, he stepped forward and pointed the magic spell in his hand at the thin man.

The thin man tried to block it, but the next moment, Zhang Ming's other hand quickly formed a sword finger and fiercely stabbed it at the thin man's belly button, and then injected all the energy on the sword finger.

Faintly, it seemed as if something in the thin man's lower abdomen cracked with a "pop".

The next moment, his face suddenly became even paler, and a black evil spirit appeared on his body and quickly dissipated.

The thin man suddenly stepped back a few steps, and his body suddenly became weak, as if Zhang Ming's attack had made him lose his strength.

"What... did you do to me?" The thin man looked at Zhang Ming in horror.

Zhang Ming spread his hands and said nonchalantly: "I touched you!"

"Why... why can't I feel any of my magic? I can't gather any evil spirit~ Why?" The thin man yelled at Zhang Ming like crazy.

Zhang Ming said calmly: "I broke your Dantian and scattered your cultivation. Now, the prison can hold you, right?"

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