This aura is deadly

"I didn't feel anything at the time... Those three people were still kneeling in front of me, and then they suddenly died..."

Lafite Road, 11 o'clock in the evening, in front of the warehouse of Lescott Spiritual Products.

Four police cars were parked at the entrance of the alley in front of the warehouse gate, and two black FPI law enforcement vehicles were parked outside.

The path leading to the warehouse was surrounded by police tape. A county police officer was standing next to the police tape, describing the situation to the administration's field agents.

Badr crossed the cordon and checked on the three gunmen lying on the path, suffocated to death.

A female agent walked up to him and looked in the direction of the warehouse door.

"The knife cut his throat. Judging from the incision, the other party had plenty of time." Badr said.

"Do you believe what the county police officer said, Badr? The three gunmen were kneeling in front of him at that time, and there was an assisting county police officer next to him. So the killer had time to slit the throats of the three people without being discovered?" the female agent asked.

"Let's go in and take a look, Connie. It's not surprising anything happens these days." Bader stood up and let the accompanying forensic doctor examine the body.

The two walked to the door and saw the broken table and several gunmen with broken spines. Their bodies were twisted at terrifying angles and paralyzed on the ground motionless.

There were several Mercedes-Benz cars parked next to the door. Two cars were penetrated by strong force and overturned to the side of the road, but they did not explode.

"Look inside..." Connie pointed to the inside of the door.

I saw more corpses lying in the warehouse. These corpses were all mutilated and the scene was extremely disgusting.

Badr stepped over the corpse at the door, looked at the remains of the round table on the ground, and then looked at the corpses, trying to piece together the killer's attack method in his mind.

"What do you think?" Connie asked.

"Penetrating damage, a person can be torn into two pieces in one encounter. It's either a thunder gun or a soul gun." Bader said.

"It's unlikely to be a thunder gun... There are no burn marks on the body." Connie approached a mutilated corpse and took a closer look at the horrific wound. The circular penetrating wound was unbearable for the human body, covering the entire waist and abdomen. After being penetrated, only a little bit of skin and flesh remained connecting the upper and lower limbs.

"And isn't it too powerful for these two skills?" Connie added.

There are four types of extraordinary gun skills: thunder gun, flame javelin, soul gun, and ice pick gun. These four extraordinary skills are the standard skills for senior field agents of the Administration.

Because it has good versatility and ease of use, is simple and effective, and the consumption of spiritual elements is also within a controllable range.

An agent with a psionic level of 2 can throw at least 7 guns, which is enough to be used in a single battle given their power.

"The radius of the wound is four times larger. It's like pinching four guns together and throwing them out... I've seen a person who can do this." Badr laughed.

"Is it Chen Ke?" Connie said.

"He killed me once... Connie, he used this trick." Bader said, his dark face split slightly on both sides of his cheeks as he spoke, revealing the purple texture under the skin.

"Badr... control your emotions, your face just split, hiss..." Connie said, her tongue like a snake letter, slipped out of the gap between her lips and poked, then retracted in with a swish.

"Do you think he had anything to do with the massacre that night in Anchor Deep?" Connie leaned closer and asked in a low voice.

"It's unlikely to be related. He probably doesn't know about angels..." Balder shook his head.

"Why not use the authority's system to search for him? Grandma doesn't give us much time..." Connie said.

"We cannot bear the risk of being exposed. You have just joined Asra not long ago, so you must be careful to hide your identity..." Badr said.

Connie nodded, she took a deep breath, her eyes shone with a strange orange light.

"He has been moving more and more frequently recently, we will find him." Badr said.

"Dong dong dong!"

"Dong dong dong dong!"

"Open the door, I know you're inside."

At 9 a.m., Heinard was at the small fish factory in the Deep Anchor area.

Chen Ke stood in front of the red door of the basement and knocked on the door. It was already three o'clock in the morning. He kept knocking on the door for five minutes.

"Open the door, Lu." Chen Ke knocked on the door.

He scanned the room with his spiritual vision and found that Lucina was hitting the sandbag vigorously.

Even without psychic vision, he could tell what Lucina was doing from the "bang bang" sound coming from the door.

"Uh... well, it seems you don't want to see me, so I'll leave first." Chen Kedao, after speaking, turned around and left.

After taking only two steps, the door suddenly opened.

A burst of hot air hit Chen Ke's back, and the temperature inside was much higher than outside.

Lucina was wearing a tight tank top and gym shorts, her feet were bare, her hair was in a ponytail, and she was covered in sweat.

She grabbed Chen Ke's arm, pulled him into the house, and closed the door with her foot.

Chen Ke was dragged into the room and saw four pistols on the table, two automatic rifles, and bullet boxes on the sofa.

Lucina brought Chen Ke to the sandbag and kicked the sandbag with a heavy leg, making a loud bang.

Then she punched the sandbag silently, as if she was revealing some information to Chen Ke with her body language.

Chen Ke did not interfere with her. He sat on the sofa nearby and looked at the bullet boxes stacked next to him.

They are all 7.62 caliber rifle bullets. Look at the automatic rifle with the magazine removed next to the table. It is a FAL automatic rifle with a folding stock.

The postman has his own network when it comes to guns. Speaking of which, he hasn't contacted Pihom and the others for a long time. Chen Ke doesn't know how well Heinard and Pihom communicated. Have you accepted the 3 million offer for the green holy diamond?

"Huh...huh...huh..." Lucina fought for a while, and finally felt a little tired. She hugged the sandbag and panted. The sweat on her body dripped on the ground, and her calves and fists were red.

"Are you..." As soon as Chen Ke spoke, Lucina turned around, with an expression on her face that seemed angry but not angry.

"Don't talk yet, Mr. Madfak. I'm thinking about something very important." Lucina said.

"Oh?" Chen Ke was stunned.

"Stop talking! Stop talking! Let me think alone!" Lucina shouted.

Chen Ke spread his hands, not knowing what was wrong with her, but he had no intention of asking now.

Lucina is an irritable old lady. Although she is not moody, she can also be said to be unstable. When such a woman explodes, it is best to put PLAY aside. If you try to get to the bottom of the volcanic eruption, you will only be asking for trouble.

At this time, Heinard opened the door and walked in. Chen Ke looked at Heinard, as if he knew his daughter's current situation.

"Chen Ke? Do you know how to fish?" Heinard asked.

"Fishing?" Chen Ke was stunned.

"Yeah, fishing in the literal sense, come on, I've even got the fishing gear ready," Heinard said.

"That's a coincidence..." Chen Ke stood up, looked at Lucina, sighed, and followed Heinard out of the basement.

This time, Heinard drove Pihom's pickup truck. There were fishing tools in the tow truck. In addition to fishing rods, there were also two small buckets full of special baits and other things that Chen Ke didn't recognize.

The unexpected fishing trip began. Chen Ke felt that he looked a bit retarded when he went fishing in a suit.

Haynard didn't say anything along the way. Chen Ke felt that the atmosphere was a little subtle. When the car arrived at the destination, he helped Haynard take out the tools from the tow truck and followed Haynard toward him, one foot deep and one foot shallow. Walk to the fishing spot.