Chapter 79 The Truth Is Always Hidden in Silence

Everything has quietly changed.

Nan Xiaonan was a little depressed, silently drinking a cup of Ovaltine that had just been brewed... and felt heartbroken that she seemed to have done a useless job.

There is no need to forge any evidence, because the body that was delivered last night has disappeared, and the bureau can no longer find the identity of this person. Everyone has forgotten that what happened in the factory has been distorted.

Things seemed like they shouldn't be like this, but it seemed like this was the way it was supposed to be. The paradoxical development was not something she could figure out with her mental acceleration at this time.

Nan Xiaonan felt more and more the terrifying aspect of this powerful person... What was terrifying was not the power to destroy the world and destroy the earth - Nan Xiaonan had actually seen this powerful person with the ability to destroy the world and destroy the earth, but she just felt that this The silence makes the truth being distorted even more terrifying.

When she came back last night, the anger and sadness she felt had disappeared, replaced by a fire. Everyone was fully devoted to the task of arresting 'Zhu Jianqiang'... But was 'Zhu Jianqiang'... Is this really the murderer?

Will he fall into a deeper quagmire after finding this person?

Nan Xiaonan has an intuition that the truth will always be hidden in silence, and that is the part that no one (including herself) can really understand.

When will I be able to do this?

Nan Xiaonan couldn't help but ponder this question... As an immortal king, the main body has almost reached its peak in strength, and can no longer see where the future is.

She felt that her original nature was like the nuclear weapons created by this sub-world, which had reached an extreme... except that nuclear weapons could only be used for destruction, but could not do delicate things.

In a daze, she vaguely saw the discovery of another development... This fascinated her, and she plunged into a new world like a moth to a flame.

Bang——!

The cup fell to the ground at this moment, and the sound it made shocked Xiaobao who was fishing. He turned around and saw Nan Xiaonan falling to the ground. He suddenly trembled and rushed to his feet. .

"Forensic Doctor Nan!! Forensic Doctor Nan, what's wrong with you?! Don't scare me!"

"So hungry..."

Nan Xiaonan's face was pale, her stomach was twitching, she was hungry, and her cheeks were sunken deeply.

"..."

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In the club lobby, Chen Mingming and Zhao Le met again - it had been more than two days since the last meeting. When they met again, Chen Mingming had regained the memories that had been erased before the assessment.

"I didn't expect that you are obviously blank..." Zhao Le couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What was even more unexpected was that in the past few days, he had felt something strange about Chen Mingming. The reason for his safety was due to an assessment he was conducting... And he himself, even more unexpectedly, had become a black soul messenger inexplicably.

But when he knew that Chen Mingming was just a trainee Black Soul Messenger, he felt incredible... Chen Mingming should be better than him.

As for the boss and the maid, they were both new to him, and it was difficult for him to judge in his mind what kind of temper they had.

At this time, in Luo Qiu's hands, both Zhao Le and Chen Mingming completed their transformation into black soul envoys - Zhao Le vaguely felt that his transformation was slightly different from Chen Mingming's, but the specific place was not at this time. He can distinguish them carefully.

Next, a huge black cabinet slowly emerged from the floor under the call of the maid's hands.

Chen Mingming and Zhao Le looked at this scene in surprise... It looked like an oversized safe.

"This is the Ark of the Covenant." The maid explained with a smile at this time: "A place used to store the Black Soul Messenger's life lamp."

"What is the life lamp?" Zhao Le couldn't help but wonder.

Chen Mingming just responded silently, but his eyes subconsciously turned to the maid. He knew that within the club's system, he and Zhao Le seemed to be under the management of this maid.

"The life lamp is where your memories and souls are stored." The maid smiled slightly and said: "The black soul messenger is not immortal, but with the life lamp in the ark, even if you die while on a mission, the master can still Use it to resurrect you again... Of course, whether you will be resurrected depends on the master's wishes."

This is one of the purposes of the club, everything should be a paid service.

The storage of the life lamp needs to be experienced by every black soul messenger personally. For example, Boss Luo's first transformed Taiyinzi experienced this kind of thing, including the later Dazhe and Nero.

At this time, Zhao Le and Chen Mingming's bodies automatically separated a ball of light... They could feel that this ball of light contained everything they had, but it did not take away everything they had.

When the ball of light was sent into the Ark of the Covenant, a clearer shackles were clearly imprinted into the depths of their souls... The moment they became black souls, the two of them vaguely felt the existence of this shackles. At this time, this feeling became more concrete.

Zhao Le and Chen Mingming looked at each other, and both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes... From this moment on, the two of them were completely controlled by the man in front of them. Life and death depended on their own will, and there was no room for any resistance. .

"Your work place is almost ready. Before that, you still have twelve hours of free time." Luo Qiu smiled and said: "You might as well get familiar with this body first... Youye, You come and teach them how to use the black soul's body."

From now on, Boss Luo has already transformed five black soul envoys in his own hands. At this time, the other value of the maid lady has been reflected.

To put it in a more down-to-earth way, if something happens, just ask the secretary to do it.

With that said, Luo Qiu turned and walked towards a dark door that appeared behind him... This was the critical door that had been opened a long time ago.

It's just that the critical door at that time could only be opened in this sub-world, and existed as an outlet to connect different places to the club.

When Luo Qiu experienced a self-playing incident in South America, the ability of the Critical Gate had been enhanced once and could open other sub-worlds.

The moment he walked into this critical door, Luo Qiu looked back at Youye and said, "After you are almost done teaching, come and stay with me."

"Okay." The maid held her hands in front of her and nodded gracefully.

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Some uses of the Black Soul Messenger's physical strength do not need to be taught - such as Taiyinzi, such as Nero. Before they became black souls, they were all creatures on the transcendent side. Apart from their strength, they had already been exposed to it. Transforming into black souls was just a matter of changing from one kind of strength to another, just like It is from using francs to using euros. You can figure out the transformation yourself.

For example, Dazhe, because of the terrifying weight of using the source of alien bodies, has never been exposed to the extraordinary. He was thrown into the gap between dimensions by No. 18, and it took a long time for his potential to be stimulated... As for Chen Mingming and Zhao Le, on the other hand, does not need to activate Dazhe's potential. He only needs to be taught how to use the basic power.

There is no need to even enter the dimensional gap.

In a rectangular space with a white background and a black top.

"...Flying and transformation of reality into reality are the basic abilities possessed by Black Soul Messengers. However, transformation between reality and reality cannot allow you to withstand all attacks. When the opponent's strength exceeds a certain level, it will still directly affect you. .”

The two of them listened carefully. After all, it was their first time to come into contact with the extraordinary. It was so incredible.

"Remember, there is no theoretical upper limit to the power of the Black Soul Messenger. There is only an upper limit to the power that the Black Soul Messenger's body can hold. If you want to get more power, you need to use performance points to buy more Use the 'source of alien body' to upgrade your black soul body. Of course, it is up to you to upgrade or not. Because our most basic thing is trading, not because it is powerful, it means that it can find more sponsors. For example It is said that there once was a Black Soul Envoy who became the head of state and obtained a huge number of performance points by waging war and creating empire faith."

Zhao Le couldn't help but said: "Führer, war... the empire's faith, could it be?"

"Not in this world." The maid said calmly: "In addition, this messenger is already in a state of death. Its life lamp is in the Ark of the Covenant and has not been given a chance to be reborn... Of course, no one knows whether it will be given rebirth in the future. Maybe it depends on the owner’s preference.”

Zhao Le breathed out slowly, remembering secretly... what he saw so far was just the tip of the iceberg of this store.

The maid continued at this time: "Although it is not the powerful black soul that can achieve more achievements, one thing is for sure. The stronger the power, the more convenient it will be to contact high-quality sponsors, and it will be easier to accept some difficulties. A relatively high task.”

"What's the highest level?" Chen Mingming frowned.

The maid smiled slightly, "So far, the highest task is... to destroy the world."

The smile was still beautiful, but when they looked into the eyes of Chen Mingming and Zhao Le, it made them feel frightened... They didn't feel it at first, but after transforming into the Dark Soul Messenger, they could already feel it clearly. See, there is a trace of terror hidden in this maid lady.

Youye clapped his palms at this time, and Chen Mingming and Zhao Le each had a thick leather book about one centimeter behind them. "You can use this place before leaving to familiarize yourself with your current abilities, and you can also go for a walk outside." , adjust your thoughts. The book you have in hand now is some rules of the Black Soul Messenger. Basically, you have a high degree of freedom, and the types of investors you can find are also limited. You can do whatever you like... There is only one thing , as our highest standard, cannot be violated.”

"Don't betray..." Chen Mingming muttered in a low voice.

You Ye smiled slightly and said, "Both of you have good receptive abilities... Then, you can use the remaining time as you like."

The maid girl slightly lifted up the hem of her skirt with both hands, said hello, and then disappeared from the eyes of the two of them.

In the white-bottomed and black-topped space, only Chen Mingming and Zhao Le were left.

From the time they met until now, they had hardly had much time to communicate. It was only then that they had the opportunity to be alone.

Zhao Le knew that Chen Mingming was not the type to take the initiative to speak. At this time, he adjusted his glasses and thought it would be better to take the initiative on his own. "Um... Obviously, was that pistol really sent to me by you?"

Chen Mingming didn't speak. He just closed his eyes when he heard the words. Then his body began to atomize, and then slowly condensed... The condensation took a long time because he was not familiar with it yet.

After a while, the atomized and condensed body finally turned into a silver pistol and flew in front of Zhao Le's eyes.

Zhao Le's eyes widened.

Only Chen Mingming's voice was heard: "This is what I bought when I originally traded. It was made with my soul...it seems to have been transformed along with it. However, the killing bullet has changed from lifespan to performance. Condensation, but if it’s an ordinary bullet, there seems to be no limit, and it should be calculated based on my physical consumption.”

"Killing bullet?" Zhao Le was stunned.

"It's the kind of bullet that kills with one hit and ignores spatial distance. I temporarily call it a killing bullet."

Zhao Le was so surprised that he subconsciously picked up the silver pistol and started playing with it. However, within a few seconds, the pistol broke away from Zhao Le's hand, and then atomized again. Chen Mingming returned to his appearance, and his face seemed a little unnatural.

Zhao Le sighed: "You are still awesome. With this kind of ability, I don't seem to be special."

Chen Mingming didn't say anything... He knew that Zhao Le was an official black soul, and he was just a trainee.

"Why did you think of buying such a gun?" Zhao Le thought for a while and asked.

Chen Mingming shook his head... Everyone had something to say hidden in their hearts.

As for why he wanted to buy such a pistol... maybe what he really wanted to kill was the cowardly version of himself who didn't dare to cry.

After experiencing all this, Chen Mingming somewhat understood his own thoughts.

"By the way! There are still some things I don't understand." Zhao Le seemed to remember something, "How did you deal with the... parts that you took away?"

He was talking about Wang Liang's missing body.

"Burned." Chen Mingming said calmly.

Zhao Le swallowed his saliva... This really looked like Chen Mingming's style, crisp and neat.

But at the same time, he somewhat understood the purpose of this behavior. When parts of the body were missing, it would only divert the police's attention again, causing the police to fall into a whirlpool of why the murderer did what he did, spinning in circles.

"Wang Liang...were you really the one who killed him?" Zhao Le frowned and asked in a low voice.

Chen Mingming took a deep look at Zhao Le and shook his head: "It wasn't me. He was already dead when I arrived."

"Already dead?" Zhao Le was startled.

Chen Mingming nodded: "I did have the intention to kill him, and the plan at that time also included this part, so I made a lot of preparations before taking action. Before December 1st, I tried to sneak in Wang Liang has a pinhole video installed in his home, and I plan to find one to study his behavioral patterns and choose a suitable time."

The original plan was to send the video to the police after Chen Mingming left the country. The worst-case scenario is that this video can be used to eliminate Zhao Le’s suspicion of murder and at the same time create the identity of the murderer of ‘Blank King’. After that, Chen Mingming will choose to disappear abroad. The disease he suffers from cannot be treated, so he just plans to find a place where no one knows him, just wait for death, and leave a memory for his parents at the same time.

As for now, of course there is no need... As long as his performance is sufficient, he can 'come back' often.

"Then..." Zhao Le opened his mouth.

Chen Mingming recalled: "When I was watching Wang Liang that day, he seemed to have a sudden headache, and then he took some painkillers and other drugs, and soon fell down, as if he had passed out. I watched for a long time, I found that he was not moving anymore, not even breathing, and it didn't look like he was sleeping. So I took a look and found that he was indeed dead."

"This...who killed him?"

Chen Mingming shook his head: "I don't know...but wouldn't it be better this way? If the murderer is not the murderer, then this matter will only be covered with a layer of mystery, which may never be solved. But I want to If you know, it’s easy. Do some business and use performance points to buy, and the boss will definitely tell you.”

——The truth is always hidden in silence.

Zhao Le breathed out slowly and said with a wry smile: "I would rather use it to buy something for my sister."

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A few days ago, in the interrogation room.

Brother Long said angrily: "I was so angry at the time. When I saw the kid running away, I didn't think too much. I just picked up a wine bottle and threw it over! I didn't expect it to be quite accurate! I blew the kid's head right away. Head!”

"Then what?" Zhou Yusheng glared angrily.

Brother Long shrugged: "The grandson didn't stop either. I chased him all the way, but he ran away. I was still thinking about catching him where he worked, but I didn't expect that the next day I was arrested... Ah, sir, do you think this is considered meritorious service? Can my sentence be reduced?"

Zhou Yusheng said expressionlessly: "I don't know whether it will be reduced or not... But according to what you just said, you are suspected of illegally using violence against others, and the evidence is sufficient."

"Ah? This... ah sir, I remembered it wrong. I was just chatting with him at the time. I didn't hit anyone. I really didn't hit anyone!"