The Old Gods Are Whispering

  Chapter 93 Patch of the Blue King

  Gu Jianlin ate all the supper, and then carefully cleaned the lunch box.

This pork chop is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, the meat is firm yet elastic, the gravy overflows when you bite into it, and the sauce is well brushed. I have to say that the late night snack made by the girl is better than takeaway in any case. many.

  He seemed to be able to imagine the girl wearing gloves carefully pressing on the pork chops and applying the sauce.

"thanks."

   Gu Jianlin sent a message and fell into deep thought.

  He always felt that this girl was a little too kind to him.

   Based on the analysis of this girl's personality portrait, it is indeed a bit abnormal. After all, nothing special has happened during the four months of getting along, and she is not the type who is easy to get close to people. Her attitude towards everyone is alienated, and she only treats her parents well. It's just a matter.

  Gu Jianlin was an exception.

   It's unreasonably good, and not just because they're siblings in reorganized families.

   But for another reason.

  Of course, it couldn't be because of his face.

  Youzhu is not the type to look at the face.

   "Is there anything I don't know?"

   Gu Jianlin said softly.

  He was a little tired, then closed his eyes on the bed and fell asleep.

   When I woke up again, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

  After becoming a sublimator, the sleep time required is much less than that of ordinary people, and the life span is also longer.

  One goes up and down, and the time is more than ordinary people.

   When he woke up, there were several video files in his mobile phone.

Lu Zicheng left a message to him: "Tell me about the characteristics of this person. The operation will start today. The dawn battle sequence will arrive in Fengcheng one after another, and there will be combat resources drawn from other divisions. Get ready, Fengcheng will start from here." Things will change in the near future. In the eyes of the outside world, you are now seriously injured, and you should rest at home."

  There is a faint roar of propeller wings outside the window.

   Helicopters were seen passing through the sky like black falcons, shuttling among the buildings in the city.

  Gu Jianlin fell into deep thought when he saw those helicopters.

  He logged into the Deep Space Network, and then typed in six words, Order of Operation Dawn.

The introduction given by Deep Space is that the Order of Dawn is a military organization cultivated by the association. It has a history of 157 years. It has been stationed in various ultra-ancient spaces all year round. The backbone of the ancient **** clan's war is also the pioneer of pioneering ancient civilization.

  If we say that the investigators of each branch are responsible for maintaining the order of the real world.

  Then what the dawn combat sequence dominates is war.

  The Omega sequence is above it, a secret plan for cultivating the strongest combat power.

   "That is to say, the Ether Association is really going to invade the Qilin Immortal Palace."

  Gu Jianlin didn't feel any sense of urgency about this, because he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

  Anyway, now he can freely enter and leave the mausoleum, at worst, he will have to go in if he doesn’t.

   Moreover, he was very concerned about the ghost thing hiding in the Asgard.

   "The gravedigger organization enshrines him, what do you want from me?"

  Gu Jianlin took out the pitch-black requiem bell, and his gaze seemed to pass through the bell and land on a broken soul.

  He wanted to interrogate right away.

  But considering that the clown's soul exploded last time, he still forcibly restrained himself.

  Currently he has set three short-term goals for himself.

   "First, solve Uncle Mu's problem as soon as possible."

   "Second, find out what that ghost thing in Asgard is."

   "Third, destroy the Yan family."

  Gu Jianlin looked at the video file on his phone, it was the long street from yesterday evening.

The video shot by the deep space supercomputer is very clear. You can see a tall, thin man in black and a burly man drinking beer at a barbecue stand on the street. Both of them wear special human skin on their faces. The mask, and even the contact lenses were carefully put on, and the eyes were consciously or unconsciously shuttling through the traffic on the street.

   One of them is a butcher.

  The other is someone who paid him to do it.

   "A little clever, but not enough."

  Gu Jianlin vaguely noticed some hidden details on this tall, thin man in black.

  He tapped the screen twice to zoom in on the video.

   At the same time, countless details are coming like a storm!

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  Deep Space Technology Building, in the office on the top floor.

   "Chi Liu."

  Lu Zicheng drank a bowl of pumpkin porridge, showing a loveless expression.

I saw that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, as if he had been violently beaten by someone. Logically speaking, with his rank of fourth-order mad king, this kind of injury would be able to heal quickly, but for some reason, it remained on his face all the time. .

  The mouth of the bald parrot was covered by a steel sleeve, and the eyeballs rolled around.

   "Master, here it is."

  Chen Qing handed him a pair of sunglasses and a mask: "Cover it up."

  Lu Zi twitched the corners of his eyes, but he still took it from his heart and covered his face.

   "Zicheng, you should also reflect on yourself. Back then, you were only one rank lower than me. Now I'm almost promoted to the seventh rank, but you are still at the fourth rank."

  Lu Zijin sat on the office chair, her slender legs curled up beside the table: "One cannot just live in the past."

   Lu Zicheng said absent-mindedly: "Don't draw cakes for me, even if I advance, I can't beat you."

  Chen Qing glanced at the man and sighed inwardly.

  In fact, Lu Zicheng's talent is really very good, but since that incident that year, he has had demons.

  Of course, a demon is a very mysterious term.

  To be precise, that incident caused him too much harm, causing him to have serious psychological problems, and he rejected all external intervention from the bottom of his heart, closing himself up.

   Otherwise, it should be the peak of the fifth order now.

   There was a ding-dong sound.

  Lu Zicheng took out his mobile phone, his pupils shrank slightly: "Sister, Xiao Gu sent a message."

"Male, aged between thirty-four and thirty-nine years old, there are traces of a ring on his left hand, and he was married. He likes to play with knives and guns with his left hand, and doesn't like to wear watches. There is obvious color difference in the corners of his eyes, and he wears glasses all the year round. He is short-sighted and excludes all perceptual inheritance paths. Judging from his walking posture, he has received strict training, and there are washed tattoo marks on the back of his hand. He should be a foreign mercenary, and his left leg has been injured recently."

  He paused, with a strange expression on his face: "Heterosexual, he has had contact with women recently, there are traces of lipstick in the crevices of his fingers, and his quirk is that he likes to let women lick his fingers."

  Chen Qing was stunned when he heard it.

   "From one video, can you see so much?"

  Lu Zijin squinted his beautiful eyes, and murmured: "The profile of the father and son is really..."

   Scalp tingling.

"According to Xiao Gu, as long as he leaves clues, he can deduce. Sometimes there may be many kinds of conclusions, but he will rely on the feeling of combining all the clues, coupled with strong The sixth sense directly determines one of them and gives a personality portrait."

Lu Zicheng took a deep breath and explained: "The principle is very simple. For example, old lady, according to your outer attire and the level of refinement of your attire, look at the wallpaper on your desktop and the decoration of your bedroom. It's very easy. It can be deduced that you are a face control. People like Deacon Nie are the type you hate."

  Chen Qing thought for a while: "Looking at it this way, it does make sense."

  Lu Zijin raised his eyebrows and said, "But that's based on the obvious external characteristics."

   "Yes, so you need to understand deeply, as long as you understand more..."

  Lu Zi shrugged: "He can probably guess what color underwear you will wear tomorrow."

  Lu Zijin glanced at him coldly, murderous look in his eyes.

  Chen Qing didn't think it mattered anymore, anyway, she had seen that child several times.

   "Based on the above characteristics, it shouldn't be difficult to find this person by calling out Mrs. Yan's social circle. If there is no accident, this person is a gray sublimator who is responsible for making connections and contacts in the black market."

  Lu Zicheng said: "If there is no accident, it should be in Xigang."

  Chen Qing took out the tablet computer to check, and said: "This kind of person, **** it."

  The so-called gray sublimators, as the name suggests, are sublimators who have not been certified by the Ethereum Association.

   They are not fallen, but have sinned in secret.

  Buy murders to kill people, trade contraindicated items, organize sales of that, etc.

  Lu Zijin nodded slightly, and ordered: "Taixu."

   At the same time, Taixu's soft and charming voice sounded: "We are comparing features, please wait a moment."

   "The comparison result is confirmed."

She said softly: "The goal is determined to be...Lin Yuan, thirty-seven years old, married. In his early years, he went to the southern part of the Eastern Mediterranean to study in parts of the Persian Gulf coast. He returned to China eight years ago to start a business. He is now one of the shareholders of the Red Sleeve Bar He had close contact with Mrs. Yan's friend Lin Ye a few months ago."

   Sure enough, as long as you compare your social circles, you can really find a clue.

  A gray sublimator like this must have a stable identity in reality.

   Not hard to find at all, as long as you can determine the external characteristics.

   "Zicheng, lead the team to capture him."

Lu Zijin polished her pink nails, and said lightly: "Wang Bolin's useless idiots who like to associate with the court are almost dead, only Lin Wanqiu is still alive. The newly appointed captains are all from other branches. The transferred ones are newcomers who have just taken office and have no background."

  She paused: "With your strength, it is more than enough to suppress them."

  Lu Zicheng got up slowly with the parrot, waved his hand: "Understood, let's go."

  Chen Qing bowed slightly to the minister, and left behind.

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  In the old hut, Gu Jianlin was wearing a white shirt, black slim-fit pants, a pure white peaked cap, and a pair of wide black sunglasses that blocked half of his face, making his face look a bit cold.

   A bag left by his father was slung over his shoulder, which contained desert eagles and alchemy bullets.

   He looked at the outfit in the mirror, but luckily his shirt was white.

  The sound of a car engine roaring from downstairs.

  Shu Weng drove a new car, and was already waiting downstairs.

   Boom boom!

  At this time, the door was knocked again.

  Gu Jianlin opened the door suspiciously, but saw an unexpected person.

"good morning."

  Jing Ci was still in a suit and leather shoes, with his hands in his pockets, and greeted him with a smile.

  Gu Jianlin froze for a moment: "Good morning."

  Jing Ci smiled slightly, and said: "There is nothing else, but the teacher thinks that if you act outside without telling the association, in addition to the lock of inexistence, you need a little patch."

  He dodged slightly, and there was a wooden puppet standing behind him.

  The moment Gu Jianlin saw the wooden puppet, it trembled like a reflection in water.

  In an instant, the wooden puppet changed into his appearance, passed him, and entered the room.

  Gu Jianlin was stunned.

"Don't make a fuss, it's just an ordinary alchemy weapon. It can only reproduce your external characteristics, simulate the corresponding breathing and heartbeat, but it can't fake the breath of the soul and the fluctuation of spirituality. But because you have Lock, that kind of detection method can't spy on you, so it just works."

  Jing Ci said lightly: "During the time you go out to make troubles, this thing will forge your alibi for you. After all, the official investigator of the Ethereum Association went to the black market in private. If it is discovered..."

  Gu Jianlin's scalp was numb.

   Who is the King of Blue?

   Gives people a feeling that everyone knows every fart you fart.

   There is another update, try to be before twelve o'clock.

  (end of this chapter)