"Most demon fetal species will eventually choose items as hosts, because items have no will, and after fusion, they will become terrifying monsters. Having the most terrifying extraordinary abilities will be bewitching people's hearts and exuding fear invasion."

——Excerpt from the book of taboos.

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The knock on the door was very rapid, as if he was very impatient. I guess if he didn't respond, people outside would smash the door.

Shen Xing felt so annoyed.

If Qiao Zhe returns, it’s okay, if it’s another gangster, it’s going to be troublesome. I’m just a little octopus now, not enough for someone else…

He hurried downstairs.

The people outside were still knocking on the door hard, as if they were about to smash it.

He shouted loudly: "Who? It's closed, come again tomorrow."

But the people outside were very angry. Not only did they not respond, they were also trying hard to smash them.

I seriously suspect that it may be the plainclothes in the police room mentioned by my cousin.

He twisted an empty wine bottle casually and regarded it as a courageous move.

"Here, come."

He said, slowly opening the door.

I saw two people standing outside.

One was wearing a police uniform and the other was wearing a black dress and a black top hat. Both were foreigners.

The guy who was knocking on the door desperately saw Shen Xing come out, waved the stick in his hand and was about to hit him three times before talking. Fortunately, the black dress stopped him.

Shen Xing looked down and saw that this short winter melon bastard looked a bit like an Indian, with a headscarf wrapped around his head and a darker skin. He was sure that he was an Indian. But this planet seemed to have no India, a country, nor the geographical concept of India.

Shen Xing now understood, it turned out that you were smashing the door of my house with a wooden stick. No wonder the noise was so loud.

He quickly looked up the door.

Was he smashed it? Fortunately, no.

The "gentleman" in a black dress should be in his forties or fifties. He has a fair face, a pair of beautiful beards on his lips, and his chin is shaved cleanly. He is a decent Westerner.

This made Shen Xing suddenly think of Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows.

This decent Westerner is the famous Inspector Hunter, Inspector Hunter with four eyebrows. Shen Xing later learned about his name and nickname.

Inspector Hunter pressed the shoulder of the eager Indy, let him roll behind, and walked in by himself.

Shen Xing knew that this foreigner must be a big shot, so he quickly retreated and hid the empty bottle in his hand behind him.

Inspector Hunter looked at him carefully and suddenly said sternly: "You are the murderer of multiple murders, we finally caught you!"

"What a joke, do you have evidence? How can you make random accusations as soon as you meet?" Shen Xing was very upset.

"Isn't it?"

Inspector Hunter smiled coldly, then took a special look at the hand he placed behind him, and said again: "Otherwise, why are you a little guilty and sneaky? In the words of you Chinese, you are just guilty!"

Shen Xing was very angry, "Why am I guilty? It's already closed in the middle of the night. You are desperately smashing the door with wooden sticks. I asked who it was. You still didn't respond. I didn't know it was you. What if it was a gangster, of course I have to be more cautious."

"What's on your hand?" Inspector Hunter asked.

"Empty wine bottle." Shen Xing had no choice but to shrugg and took out the empty bottle for him to show.

The Indy behind the Inspector immediately interrupted, "That might be the weapon."

Shen Xing was very unhappy and muttered in his heart, "How come an empty wine bottle is a weapon?" The villain who pointed to a deer as a horse, and a virtue on the earth."

Seeing the Inspector silent, he seemed to be waiting for his defense.

Shen Xing had no choice but to explain: "This is my self-defense weapon. If a gangster breaks into the store and commits a crime and robbery, I will use this to protect my rights. May I ask, isn't this illegal?"

"It's not illegal." The inspector replied with a smile.

The Indy interrupted again, "But the Inspector, in the murder case No. 3, the deceased was killed by a bottle of wine."

What else does Shen Xing want to say?

The inspector had reached out to ask for the empty bottle.

Shen Xing had no choice but to hand it to him and said helplessly: "Take it, it's just an empty bottle. You are not professional at all. How could this be a weapon?"

Inspector Hunter took the bottle and looked carefully. He suddenly frowned, as if he had thought of some important clues.

He sniffed it with his nose again, and maybe something was wrong.

He moved a few steps, placed the bottle on the table, and stood there quietly to observe it carefully.

Shen Xing almost couldn't help laughing. He felt like a funny actor. He was acting on purpose in order to scare me. As for?

Inspector Hunter observed for more than a minute.

Suddenly, he took several steps back suddenly as if he was facing a great enemy before standing.

"What's going on?" Shen Xing asked him, feeling like a lunatic, so afraid of an empty bottle, like a mouse suddenly encountering a cat.

The inspector said seriously: "Where did you get this bottle of wine?"

Shen Xing turned around and pointed to the pile of empty bottles and said, "I just twisted it out. I will sell you all if you want it. Could it be that you are collecting rags and like to pick up empty bottles?"

"You are the one who collects rags. I now seriously suspect that this wine bottle is a weapon!"

"Hey, you can eat randomly, and you can't talk randomly. You have to have a basis." Shen Xing was anxious. This was an imposition of a crime on me, which was completely unreasonable.

The Inspector said seriously: "If I guess correctly, this empty bottle is either a monster or a seal!"

Shen Xing was stunned for a moment and wanted to say what you were talking about? What kind of monsters and seals are just empty bottles. The empty bottles in "Dry Wine and Sell Nothing" should I sing them to you...

Shen Xing said bluntly: "You must not be trying to frame the innocent, so you have to make up a suitable reason. An empty bottle is an empty bottle. How could it be a murder weapon? How could it be a magic weapon seal?"

"Okay, let this aside first. Someone called the police just now and said that gunfire was coming from your store. What's going on?"

After Inspector Hunter said that, his eyes approached Shen Xing's eyes, as if he was looking at whether his next expression and movement were normal.

Shen Xing replied naturally: "Yes, a sneaky guest ran in just now. He fired a few shots for no reason and ran away. So I closed the door tightly. I was afraid that another lunatic would knock on the door. The result was really... I guessed it, a little bit bad."

The last sentence was very quiet, and it seemed a little embarrassed. I didn’t know that you were also nervous customers? As soon as you came in, you competed with an empty bottle.

"What does he look like?" the instigator asked again.

"The foreigner looks like he is fifty or sixty years old, not tall, with dark freckles on his face."

"Did he rob property?"

"No, he might be really a lunatic."

"Where did anyone get shot? Did anyone get shot?"

Inspector Hunter spoke very quickly, almost without stopping, and did not give Shen Xing time to react.

Shen Xing looked at the counter without thinking and signaled that there was the shooting scene.

But strangely, why did the blood on the ground disappear just now?

Shen Xing immediately added: "No one was shot. I guess he was playing with it, as boring as setting off firecrackers."

Inspector Hunter walked slowly over and squatted to the ground again.

The ground was dirty and there was a lot of dust. It was obviously not cleaned yet. If there was blood, it would definitely not escape his eyes.

He looked up at Shen Xing, which meant that you were too lazy and wouldn't clean it even after closing. Are you really doing a bar with your heart? Could you be doing the "selling dog meat with the help of sheep"?

Inspector Hunter rubbed his fingers on the ground casually.

A thick layer of dust immediately stuck to the fingers.

He put it close to it and looked carefully. After a long time, he put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

Just then, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

Inspector Hunter, who was squatting on the ground, was choked by the dust, and his lips and nose were covered with dust.

He couldn't help but sneeze.

He looked up at Shen Xing and the Indian again.

It was strange that the two of them... seemed to turn a blind eye to each other.

The Indy quickly asked him, "Inspector, what's going on?"

"A gust of wind suddenly blew just now. Didn't you feel it?"

"No." The Indian found it strange and looked up at Shen Xing, wanting to confirm the answer from him.

Shen Xing was also stunned, but said casually: "Maybe the door is not closed, I feel a chill under my feet."

The Indy looked down at his feet. He was wearing long leather boots and cloth strips tied to his legs.

Inspector Hunter didn't delve into this matter.

He took out a small flashlight and shone it into all the gaps and corners on the ground. He should be looking for a bullet or shell?

He seemed to be very interested in the mouse hole in the corner of the counter, so he lay down, lowered his head to the bottom of the table, glanced at it at close range, and shone the mouse hole with a flashlight.

There was nothing in the cave, only dust and a few fine peanut shells, which was because they had not been cleaned for a long time.

Just as he was about to turn off the flashlight and stand up.

Suddenly I was shocked!

The Inspector saw a terrifying eye!
Chapter completed!