Chapter: 87
"Zhao Yingjun was tortured and abused before his death. Think about it, what was the murderer tortured? What did he ask? Whether the murderer is a vendetta or an evil profession, this is a question worthy of our careful attention."
The faces of the captains present changed slightly.
Evil professions and lawful professions have always been incompatible, hunting and tracking each other.
What can interest the evil profession is of course the information about the official spirit walkers, and even their hiding places.
And if the murderer is not an evil professional, a powerful spirit walker risked offending the official organization, sneaked into the hotel to torture and kill people, the truth behind it may be more complicated.
Qingteng said in a deep voice: "We must find out the murderer as soon as possible."
Hearing the words, Da Muba looked left and right, and said, "Why didn't Yuan Ting come, let him devour Zhao Yingjun's spirit body and obtain Zhao Yingjun's memory. We will then know who the murderer is."
The importance of Ye Youshen, who can control the spirit body, is instantly highlighted.
Fu Qingyang shook his head and said:
"Yesterday, Taiyimen summoned all the official night tour gods to Beijing to discuss matters, and Yuan Ting is not in Songhai."
His expression was calm from beginning to end, as if he would not panic even if the sky fell.
Going to Beijing to discuss matters? The hearts of the captains sank. If Yuan Ting was not there, the Night Gods from other regions would definitely not be there either.
Is this too much of a coincidence? The murderer didn't do it early, and didn't do it later, but he chose when Ye Youshen came to Beijing in groups.
The big muscle bully said angrily: "What's the matter with the Taiyi Sect, if we don't have a meeting early, we can't have a meeting, pick this time? We should have cultivated our own nocturnal gods long ago."
Li Dongze said helplessly:
"The causal relationship is reversed. The murderer picked it at this time... Forget it, it doesn't matter. Don't worry, everyone, we have our own night wandering spirit."
Yeah, almost forgot about that kid.
Li Dongze's words reminded the captains that the Kangyang District Spirit Realm team had already recruited a night wandering god, and there was no need to borrow someone from Tai Yimen.
The big muscle bully showed joy, and immediately said: "Then what are you waiting for, contact that kid quickly, so you still have to cultivate your own night wandering spirit, your own people are the most reliable at critical moments."
The other captains frowned.
Dajiba's words are reasonable, although the Taiyi Sect's Ye Youshen has always cooperated in business matters, but after all, he is an outsider, and it is definitely not as convenient for his own people to use.
Li Dongze glanced at Fu Qingyang, saw him nodding his head slightly, immediately took out his mobile phone and walked out of the conference room.
"I'll go get in touch with him."
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After finishing the professional class in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom. He planned to escape from the afternoon class and go to the office of the second team of the Spiritual Realm Squad in Kangyang District.
The focus of future interpersonal communication will be transferred to the Spirit Realm team.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't like school very much, and he wasn't very interested in learning. The young people in Songhai all have a kind of laziness from the bottom of their hearts, lack of wolf nature, and lack of exhaustion.
There are only two kinds of people in this world who can fight hard. One is to cultivate positive habits since childhood, and the other is to be forced by life.
After becoming a Spiritual Realm Walker, Zhang Yuanqing finally regained his long-lost fighting spirit.
Firstly, it was forced by life, and secondly, it was able to fulfill the youth's dream of swimming in rivers and lakes with a sword. JrNovels.com