During the three days of waiting for the tragedy to happen, Zhuang Li was not idle. He used the ultra-high-speed network stacked up by 7480 to search for Xuanming's incarnation in this world day and night.
However, it was strange that he found every person with the word "Ming" in his name, but none of them had that familiar face.
Xuanming seemed to not exist in this world.
Zhuang Li's mood became more and more irritable. From time to time, he looked inward at his brain to look at the avatar of 04588, but found that it was always gray.
It seems that the battle on Xuanming's side is not over yet.
"Is there no Xuanming in this world?" Zhuang Li pondered in his heart.
"No way?" 7480 started to get nervous.
If the spirit is not around, the owner will be in a bad mood, and if the owner is in a bad mood, the spirit will have a hard time. This is not acceptable!
So 7480 immediately changed the subject: "Master, you knew that the father and son would die, why didn't you save them?"
Zhuang Li's attention was indeed diverted. He raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled coldly, "When the truth comes out, you will understand that some people, although wearing human skin, cannot be called human. The death of beasts like them is a blessing to society."
"What on earth did they do? Why will they die in three days?" 7480 was extremely curious.
Zhuang Li just curled the corners of his lips and did not answer the question.
Fortunately, today is the third day, and all the answers will be revealed.
Just as 7480 was eagerly waiting, a sharp scream shattered the morning silence. Zhuang Li went up to the second floor and looked down from the balcony. He saw a woman in her thirties running out of the neighbor's house.
She wore heavy makeup, a designer dress, and a bag worth tens of thousands of yuan, suggesting she came from a wealthy family. She ran, shouting "Murder!" Her hands and knees were stained with blood, and her feet left a trail of bright red footprints on the concrete road.
Zhuang Li didn't even need to go to his neighbor's house to check on the situation to guess what kind of horrific scene it was. A woman had only been there briefly to get so much blood on her hands. The crime scene must have been a river of blood, a horrific scene.
Although he had known for a long time that what his master said must be right, 7480 was still shocked when he actually saw the tragedy happen.
The father and son were actually dead!
The woman was so frightened that she took out her cell phone and called the police crying. After that, she called her parents with a devastated expression on her face.
She is the deceased's wife. In order to make it easier for her children to go to school, she usually lives in the city and only comes to the Auto City to visit on weekends.
The neighbors around were woken up by her and rushed over to check what was going on.
The woman was so scared that she was squatting on the ground crying. The police had not arrived yet and no one was protecting the crime scene, so several brave neighbors ran into the house.
A moment later, they ran out with pale faces, mumbling nonsense, and it took them a long time to explain what had happened inside.
Liao Qi, Zhuang Li's neighbor, was murdered and his head was chopped off by the murderer. No one knew where it was taken. Lying next to him was the burly man who had caused trouble in Zhuang Li's fortune-telling shop three days ago.
This man was also dead. His stomach was cut open, his intestines were pulled out and wrapped around his neck. His death was extremely horrific.
How much must the murderer hate them to kill them in such a cruel way? This must have been done by an enemy!
Come to think of it, wasn’t it Zhuang Li who made enemies with the burly man?
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but look towards the huge shop, and their eyes met Zhuang Li who was standing on the balcony.
Zhuang Li leaned forward with both hands on the railing, watching the scene calmly. He wasn't frightened or panicked, and even a hint of a smile played at the corner of his mouth.
In this situation, his behavior was indeed cold-blooded.
The neighbors quickly averted their gazes, their hearts pounding with fear, and began to mutter: Could it be that Zhuang Li killed these two people? To prove his fortune-telling skills, he killed Liao Qi and the burly man together?
Oh, that's not right! Didn't he say that the dead were the burly man and his son? This Liao Qi has nothing to do with the burly man!
Hey, that's even more wrong! Just to prove his fortune-telling skills, he killed two living people. How cruel must Zhuang Li be? He's a psychopathic murderer!
The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became. So they grabbed Liao Qi's wife Zhang Yanyan and tried to take her away from the roadside and hide her in a corner where Zhuang Li couldn't see her.
Zhang Yanyan had already learned from her husband that Zhuang Li had mortgaged the big shop to his stepson for fortune-telling, so she rushed over early this morning and urged her husband to find Zhuang Li to transfer the ownership.
But she never expected that her husband and stepson would not survive three days just as Zhuang Li had said.
How could such a coincidence happen in the world?
Zhuang Li must have killed the man! He regretted it and didn't want to give the shop away!
With this thought in mind, Zhang Yanyan quickly broke free from the neighbors' attempts to pull her apart, pointed at Zhuang Li on the balcony, and screamed, "You must have killed him! I'm going to get the police to arrest you right now! If you don't compensate me for the shop, I'll have the court sentence you to death!"
She took out her cell phone and quickly dialed 110 to inform them that the murderer had been found.
Even though her husband is dead, she still wants to seize someone else's shop. Zhang Yanyan is a person who values money more than her life.
When someone pointed at his nose and scolded him, Zhuang Li was not panicked or angry. Instead, he smiled contemptuously.
He stretched himself, stroked the collar of his silk nightgown, and then slowly left the balcony.
Liao Qihe's death was tragic, and the murderer's methods were appalling. Therefore, even though everyone believed Zhuang Li was the murderer, no one dared to storm into his fortune-telling parlor and bring him to justice.
Zhang Yanyan called her family several times and asked them to find more than ten cars to block the front and back doors of Zhuang Li's house.
People who worked in the auto city also heard the news and rushed to watch the fun, and for a while, Zhuang Li's house was surrounded by people.
In this situation, he has no way to escape!
When the police arrived, there was no need to investigate at all. They just kicked open Zhuang Li's door and put a gun to his head, and the case was solved.
Everyone thought so, so when the police arrived, they pointed at Zhuang Li's big shop and shouted, "The murderer is in there. We've blocked him. He can't get away!"
At first, the police thought that the murderer was caught in the act of committing a crime. After a brief investigation, they found out that the so-called murderer was actually a guess by everyone.
Zhang Yanyan no longer concealed the truth and sobbed, "The two people who died were my husband Liao Qi and his son from a previous marriage, Liao Fa. Zhuang Li said they wouldn't survive more than three days, and then they died. Zhuang Li must have killed them, otherwise how could he say such a thing?"
The neighbors suddenly realized what had happened. After all this time, it turned out the two dead men were actually father and son! Zhuang Li was absolutely right!
The police also found Zhuang Li's words and actions suspicious. After the forensic doctor deduced the time of death of the father and son, they went to Zhuang Li's home to ask him for an alibi. If he couldn't provide one, he would have to go to the police station with the police.
Seeing the police knocking on the door of the fortune-telling shop, all the onlookers followed, their eyes burning and their expressions anxious.
Zhuang Li came to open the door. He had already changed his silk nightgown into an expensive three-piece suit. His hair was also very neatly styled, and he had sprayed some light cologne on his neck and wrists.
When they saw him, several policemen were stunned and almost thought they had found the wrong person.
How does this person look like a charlatan? He looks more like one of those social elites who is a CEO of a large company.
Those who weren't familiar with Zhuang Li immediately gasped in surprise: "Wow, this murderer is so handsome! He's almost as handsome as a celebrity!"
"How can I say I'm catching up! I think he's even more handsome than the hottest young idol right now!"
Everyone's attention was drawn to Zhuang Li's unusually handsome appearance. However, several police officers were not distracted by their duties. They pulled out their notebooks and asked, "Are you Zhuang Li?"
"Yes, come in and talk." Zhuang Li turned sideways and let these people into the reception room.
"Where were you from 12 o'clock last night to 2 o'clock this morning?" Several policemen sat down and began to interrogate.
Zhuang Li glanced at the neighbors crowded at the door of the reception room and said calmly, "I'm a fortune teller. You already know that, right?"
A policeman said impatiently: "We know what you do. Please answer the questions."
At that moment, Zhang Yanyan squeezed out from the crowded doorway and screamed, "He's the one who did the killing! Police officers, arrest him immediately!"
Her father quickly covered her mouth to stop her from angering Zhuang Li. Liao Qi had died so tragically, and his daughter must have been desperate to make such a scene in front of this murderer.
Zhuang Li glanced at Zhang Yanyan nonchalantly and continued, "I'm a fortune teller. I can read faces, so when Liao Fa came in that day, I saw that he was Liao Qi's son."
He extended his slender, beautiful fingertips, like works of art, and gently twisted a few fingers. He spoke slowly, "With a little deduction, I knew their purpose and even calculated their lifespan. Three days, at most. So do you think I wouldn't have an alibi for myself under such circumstances?"
After hearing this, several policemen realized that this person had been prepared.
He was right. He had figured out that those two people were going to die, and that their deaths were violent, so how could he not think of a way to avoid trouble?
Oh, that's not right! This logic seems to make sense, but it doesn't make sense! How can anyone in the world really calculate the date of someone's death?
Several policemen were almost fooled, so their tone became more severe, "Where is your alibi? Show it to us!"
"See for yourself." Zhuang Li pointed to a camera installed on the ceiling.
The police then discovered that the reception room was rife with surveillance equipment, including four or five pinhole cameras installed in hidden corners, leaving no blind spots. They quickly removed the memory card and used Zhuang Li's laptop to read the data. They were shocked to discover that Zhuang Li had not left the reception room for three days.
He was always fiddling with the computer, drinking mineral water when he was thirsty, eating fruit on the plate when he was hungry, and lying down to sleep when he was tired. He never left the camera's range for a minute or a second.
He really didn't have time to commit the crime!
The neighbors crowded at the doorway burst into an uproar of disbelief.
Several police officers sat with their backs to them, so they could also see the surveillance videos. Zhuang Li had really never left the house, so he hadn't murdered the person!
Could it be that he really calculated the fate of Liao Qi and his son and saw when they would die?
So what did he become? A great immortal?
The neighbors were stunned by this speculation.
Zhang Yanyan pried her father's hands apart and shouted, "You don't do it yourself, but you can hire someone to kill someone!"
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