Half an hour later, Zhang Yuanqing frowned more and more tightly, and his expression became more and more dignified.

Finally, he put down his phone and shook his head: "It seems that there are no scouts at the stage of saints in your Anti-Black and White Alliance."

"How do you know?" Cao Qianxiu cleared her throat and said, "Just tell me the result of the reasoning."

Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "The anti-black and white alliance can provide this information, which shows that the high-level officials are concerned about this serial murder. Their analysis is whether the murderer is a night wandering god at the extraordinary stage, whose level does not exceed level 3. The murder is for refining corpses? Chinese, very Knowing that Heaven�s Punishment doesn�t care about Chinatown, that�s why I hunt and kill my compatriots. If I can deduce the time and neighborhood of the murderer�s next attack, then the task of catching the murderer will be entrusted to us, right?�

A trace of surprise flashed in Cao Qianxiu's eyes, and she immediately nodded, showing approval: "You are indeed a scout, and your guess is accurate."

The team leader "Self-improvement" did entrust her with the task of catching the murderer. According to the analysis of the Anti-Black and White Alliance, the murderer's level should be level 3, so a second-level peak Lei Mage (Cao Qianxiu) and a first-level and second-level scout, completely If you have the ability to win, to be conservative, send at most a second-level wind mage to support the formation.

Therefore, as long as Zhang Qingyang deduces the approximate area where the murderer may commit the crime, the next task is to kill the murderer.

Zhang Yuanqing snorted and put down his phone, "It's true that the murderer is Ye Youshen, but I'm afraid the level is a bit high, and the real goal is not refining corpses, he has other plans."

"Another plan?!" Cao Qianxiu said in amazement, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Yuanqing was about to speak when the landlady came in with fruit, glanced at the math textbooks spread out on the table, and smiled all over her face: "I'm teaching math, Xiao Zhang told you, this girl's other classes are so-so, but Mathematics is not even as good as her younger brother, my mother is ice and snow smart, how could she give birth to this kind of daughter, if it hadn't been cut out from my stomach, Lao Cao would doubt whether she had an illegitimate daughter behind my back." While talking, the landlord The wife habitually poked her daughter's forehead roughly.

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing subconsciously thought of a hellish joke: How can you be sure that it fell out of your stomach? Maybe your husband traded it forcibly with his skills.

Zhang Yuanqing has already determined Cao Qing's occupation - void (merchant).

Cao Qing's temperament is perfect for a businessman. Every professional has his own exclusive temperament. The fire master is reckless and violent, and the scout is resolute and serious.

Of course, if this is the case, at most it will increase the probability and cannot be used as evidence.

The evidence that Zhang Yuanqing really identified Cao Qing was that three mornings ago, he stood incognito at the door of his house, staring at Room 401, watching his siblings go to school, and watching the landlord.

Mrs. Cao's family went out to buy vegetables, but she didn't see Cao Qing go out.

But Cao Qing did go out to work that day.

Among the lawful occupations in the first district, the only one that can play like this is the void occupation - teleportation!

"Don't worry, the landlord's wife, one month at most. Let her math score be raised to the top five in the class. If you don't believe me, you can test it yourself. If you don't show up, you won't be charged." Zhang Yuanqing promised, patted his chest.

The landlady's eyes lit up. As a thrifty housewife, it is a good thing whether her daughter's grades are improved or tutor fees are exempted.

"Then what if it can be done!" the landlady tentatively asked.

"Then you pay me double." Zhang Yuanqing rubbed his hands.

Cao Qianxiu rolled her eyes. Sometimes she couldn't understand Zhang Qingyang, and sometimes he showed slippery sophistication, not like a serious and rigid scout who followed the rules.

But if it's not Scout Zhang, he has the ability to read people's hearts, because he can always easily cater to his parents, her and younger brother at the most suitable time, making everyone like him very much and feel like a spring breeze.

Even the hot-tempered mother has never lost her temper with Zhang Qingyang. You must know that when my mother loses her temper, her relatives will not recognize her, and she will not hold back just because you are a guest.

The landlady thought about it, felt that it was not a loss, and left with a smile on her face.

After she left the bedroom and went to the living room, Zhang Yuanqing picked an apple with a bamboo stick and said while eating, "According to the analysis of the existing clues, this murderer is a night wandering god at the beginning of level 2. He has just mastered the spirit seal and is currently refining his own apple." of the corpse."

"He is of Chinese descent. He knows that God's Punishment doesn't care about Chinatown, so he attacks his compatriots. Because he is not strong, he has a very cautious personality. The interval between each attack is six days, and there are eleven incidents within two months. In order to create the illusion of a low-level night god."

Seeing Cao Qianxiu's frown getting tighter, Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the apple, and said, "I'll tell you two things, one, if I were a murderer, why would I commit crimes in Chinatown? Aren't the homeless in Xinyue County good?" .Or are those who like to hang out at night not worth the shot?"

"Although Heaven's Punishment doesn't care about Chinatown, there is also a spirit walker organization in Chinatown to maintain order, and the power is not small. One after another, they kill and refine corpses in Chinatown. Do they think they live too long? Tramps are obviously more suitable to be targets. , because there would be no aftereffects, and New York County is full of bums." JrNovels.com