Mystery Makes Me Strong

Zhao Han had no choice but to be patient.

Fortunately, the prediction just now was also very useful, at least it said that her previous work was wrong.

Reasoning is the process of continuous elimination and trial and error, and finally the only truth is obtained.

"The prophecy said that our judgment just now was completely different. That is to say, in fact, this matter was done by outsiders? But it is very unreasonable. As soon as the news broke out, there were outsiders staring at this rural town?" Zhao Han frowned.

When Wang Wenwen heard this, he held his chin: "Your judgments are quite satisfactory. Since the prophecy says that the opposite is true, it is likely that there is a problem with the elimination method you just used. You said that rich people can eliminate suspicion, but rich people used to Don't care, no need to get a bad name for millions, but it's different now..."

"Ah, that's true! I forgot that ancient paintings can be exchanged for mysterious things!" Zhao Han clapped his hands.

And at this time, the narrator gave affirmation at the right time: "Three cobblers are the best Zhuge Liang."

Sure enough.

The fat doll learns to clap her hands with a smile on her face.

"Haha, is it okay? Anyway, I have also undergone systematic training." Wang Wenwen said very proudly.

Zhao Han immediately rearranged the list of suspects. At this time, a person who had been ruled out for a long time appeared in sight.

Wang Fazhang, the third eldest, made a fortune seven or eight years ago, and the whole family moved from the town to live in the county.

Her uncle also invited her family to live in the provincial capital in the early years. It was her father who was thin-skinned and didn't want to gain a reputation as a follower of power, so he refused, but he did not refuse Mr. Zhao's arrangement for her.

Obviously, her father is very clear-headed and cannot delay his daughter's future for the sake of his reputation and face.

In fact, the county seat is only separated from the town by a river, but it is this river that subconsciously makes her think that the other party is far away.

In addition, he believed that the other party could not ruin his reputation for an ancient painting suddenly worth a million, so he ruled out the other party's suspicion and listed him as the last object of investigation.

Thinking of this, she suddenly understood how many unsolved cases happened. The reality is a wide-open environment. Countless suspects have to be arranged in order and eliminated one by one. If the real culprit is placed at the end and the time is too long, it will give the other party sufficient time to eliminate traces and evidence. At that time, it will be even more difficult to identify the other party.

Unless the use of mysterious power.

"Okay, now we can investigate that Wang Fazhang. If he got the ancient painting, there will definitely be flaws." Zhao Han said excitedly.

"No, have you forgotten that he cannot be directly named in the two prophecies, which means that this person must be a little weird, we have to be careful." Wang Wenwen shook his head and said.

"Oh, I forgot again, so what should I do? The teacher taught puppetry, but we haven't practiced it yet." Zhao Han said with a headache.

"Isn't this ready-made?" Wang Wenwen pointed to the doll crawling on the bed.

Seeing this, the fat baby looked at her innocently, as if to say, you have to use such a small child? This is no longer child labor, this is infant labor.

"Uh, he's still so young, can't he?" Zhao Han still has a conscience, of course he couldn't bear to use such a young child to do things.

"Why not, the child of someone else's family is already famous all over the country at the age of 7, and he is a famous detective. Now that he is half a year old, he can start to develop investigative skills." Wang Wenwen said seriously.

Zhao Han muttered in a low voice: "Understood, no wonder everyone said that I always grow up to be the one I hate the most."

Wang Wenwen didn't care about this. This puppet had such extraordinary foundations that it couldn't be regarded as an ordinary child at all.

"Come on, chubby, show auntie your skills, first jump to the ceiling and hide..."

She gave orders.

Although the fat baby was reluctant, he still jumped lightly, and then the whole body fell to the ceiling.

Zhao Han raised his head subconsciously, but was startled.

I saw only a common gecko on the ceiling, where is there a doll?

"He ran, where did he go?"

"That shelter is it. It is naturally good at camouflage. The chameleon plus the mysterious power has expert-level concealment from the beginning." These days, Wang Wenwen has figured out this doll for a long time.

"Well, let's let it go." Although Zhao Han couldn't bear it, but now it seems that he is a rookie.

Then Wang Wenwen gave another command, and the gecko quickly crawled away.

"It's amazing, isn't there a volume collision?" Zhao Han asked in surprise.

"What you saw before is not its real body. How do you know it is so big? It's just a disguise. Of course, it can deceive your five senses, and it is no different from the real thing. I heard that this kind of concealment has been used by the master level, and can even change the body shape arbitrarily, making the entity virtual and changing as you wish." Wang Wenwen explained.

"Oh, that's right, then we'll just wait like this?" Zhao Han asked, looking at the direction where the gecko left.

"Of course not," Wang Wenwen stretched out his hand to paint, "We can see what the puppet sees through the illusion technique. After all, I have established a deep connection with it."

Zhao Han looked carefully, and not long after, an image appeared out of thin air.

This is the study of a wealthy family.

A rich middle-aged man was talking to a man wearing a big mask.

And on the desk, there is a picture scroll, and that picture scroll is the missing thing that Zhao Han has seen hundreds of times.

"I got the things for you. This painting is four hundred years old, so it should be enough to be used as a test object." The rich man said.

"Yes, you will get corresponding rewards." The masked man glanced at the ancient painting. On it was an old man with a gray beard, which seemed to be a Western-style portrait.

"Well, can I really become a heterogeneous person?" The rich man said in surprise.

"If the experiment is successful, there is a possibility," the masked man said casually, putting away the ancient paintings, "However, you still need to continue collecting, we need more antiques, they don't need to be too expensive, as long as they are old enough Well, remember to handcraft."

"Well, I will continue to collect, but now the wind has changed. If I collected it a few years ago, I could get it for a little money, but now it costs millions. Although I have a bit of money, I can't resist such a toss. If If you can predict it, you will make a lot of money." The rich man felt a little regretful.

"Hmph, divination is not a panacea." The masked man said disdainfully. Having said that, he suddenly glanced out of the window, and it turned out that a gecko had climbed onto the window.

It's disgusting.

Thinking this way, he stretched out his hand, and a white light flew out from the palm of his hand.

The glass shattered, the gecko fell to the ground, and then quickly crawled away.

"It's just a gecko, there's no need to do this, right?" The rich man was a little dissatisfied. The broken window needs to be repaired, and it will cost thousands of dollars to rebuild.

He is not willing to part with this money.

Probably it was written about the meeting, and it involved another world, so I couldn't write it, so the two chapters were blocked, and they couldn't be lifted. The application failed twice, so I had to modify this plot later. . .