Chapter 91 Chapter 20 The Altar, The Circle of Humans

"The two of you are..." Yin Hui was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously followed the gaze of the two of them, and his eyes widened for a moment: "This... this..." He saw that on the open area not far away, there were dozens of wooden piles covered with wrinkles, and on the top of all the wooden piles was a platform, a raised platform, with many spots stuck to it, one by one. Yes, it should be dried blood.But under the platform, there were four corpses lying quietly, with their heads facing inward and their heads facing outward, forming a circular arc around the city.

"What's going on here?" Yin Hui stared at the weird display in front of him in disbelief and asked. "Unfortunately, they were regarded as sacrifices to the gods." The muscles on the right cheek of Yellow Crane Tower twitched, took a deep breath of the cigarette, then spit it out, and crushed it with leather shoes. But in the hand of the scalpel, he was playing with a sharp lancet, and the shining spot of light was shaking around, causing Yin Hui to blink, thinking: This guy is not afraid of playing with fire and setting himself on fire. He is too cool to cut off his own finger ?

"Yellow Crane Tower, what's going on!" Conan Doyle glanced around, his expression also not good-looking. "This is a temporary altar." Yellow Crane Tower squinted: "And obviously, this sacrifice has passed. Look, there are still some yellow papers scattered on the ground." "Altar?" Conan Doyle took a breath: "Don't they talk about humanitarianism at all? They even use living people to sacrifice." After hearing her words, Yin Hui was very happy. He has never seen any murderer sitting there talking about humanitarianism with you. "You guys, take pictures." Ouyang Xue pointed to the two policemen who were following behind, and then prepared to go up to find out.

"Wait, don't go in." Yin Hui didn't look good, and hurriedly stopped her: "Don't forget the previous lesson, don't destroy the scene, just take pictures outside, there may be a lot of footprints and fingerprints left inside." Ouyang Xue was stunned for a moment, but quickly nodded to express her understanding. And Conan Doyle and Yellow Crane Tower looked at each other again with a smile on their faces. "Little brother, I think you are born to be a detective, why don't you come in and let's work together!" Yellow Crane Tower sold a cigarette while handing it over.

"I agree." The lancet spinning between the five fingers of the scalpel also stopped, staring longingly at this man with a good impression. Yin Hui was stunned for a moment, then looked at Conan Doyle, the meaning was clear, you hired the lobbyist? Conan Doyle shrugged and smiled helplessly: "At this time, their subjective opinions have nothing to do with me!" Yin Hui smiled bitterly, and finally shook his head: "Don't fool me, don't you know who I am? I am destined to deal with corpses in my life, and I also enjoy it, so I am sorry. You guys Let's invite another Gao Ming!"

"Huh?" Yellow Crane Tower paused: "You really don't want to join us?" After finishing speaking, he added: "As long as you pass one year, you can become a national official at the official level without seniority. !" Yin Hui's immediate refusal caused Yellow Crane Tower to miscalculate.Even the scalpel was a little startled, unable to figure out the reason. Seeing the embarrassment of the two, Conan Doyle smoothed things over: "Okay, don't force others. When I first met him, I exhausted all my psychological offensives. In the end, I didn't hesitate to threaten him, but I couldn't make him submit. .To use a proverb in your country, it is: the bastard eats the weight, and he is determined."

"Hey! If that's the case, do you want to be my assistant?" Ouyang Xue laughed strangely. Yin Hui shrugged his eyebrows, looking indifferent: "Why, did you agree to my condition?" Ouyang Xue pouted: "If Miss Conan agrees to your request, you will join them too!" Yin Hui stretched out his finger and waved it in front of her eyes: "Well! Yes, I should agree. Why don't you ask her if she is willing or not?" Speaking of this, he glanced at Conan Doyle jokingly . "Oh! Is it enough to just fulfill one of your requests? Let me tell you, as long as I can do it, I will definitely satisfy you." Conan Doyle was quickly attracted by the conversation between the two, and there was still a hint of joy in his eyes.As long as she can pry the man in front of her, she will do whatever it takes.

"It's actually very simple, just sleep with him for one night." Ouyang Xue gritted her teeth, the knuckles of her hands creaking. "Not serious!" Conan Doyle kicked him. "If you don't agree, don't agree! A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands!" Yin Hui looked at the two people who walked up slowly, and said guiltily. "Okay, I'll just talk!" Ouyang Xue smiled coldly, hugged Yin Hui's arm, and bit down... How can I describe this scream, anyway, it is utterly miserable, let's figure it out for ourselves!A hundred words are omitted here.

In fact, to be honest, both Conan and Ouyang Xue are the best among beauties. If Yin Hui really gets along with them day and night, it is estimated that they will soon take over the position... "Actually, this matter is very simple. You guys made it complicated." At this moment, the silent scalpel opened his mouth, and he looked at Yin Hui meaningfully: "Yin Hui, do you mean who is willing to accompany you all night? , you agree to be his deputy?" Yin Hui hugged his injured right arm, not knowing what this kid was planning. "Well! This is my home address, you come to my house tonight, I'm not married anyway..."

"Your sister!" Yin Hui immediately knew what this kid meant, mother, isn't this the legendary good friend?I am a good young man, but I can't just be defiled by him like this. I bent down and looked around for bricks, ready to slap the scalpel to death. "If I had a younger sister, I would definitely let her sleep with you for one night." The scalpel said frankly. A brick, head on... "You...you're serious!" The scalpel hid in panic. "You think I'm a fake!" Yin Hui was furious. "Okay, everything inside is done." Ouyang Xue took the camera from the patrolman, breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned her gaze to Conan Doyle: "What should we do now?"

"You stay here for the time being, I'll go back and get the non-marking tape, let's go in again!" After speaking, Conan Doyle turned and left. Before leaving, he did not forget to throw Yin Hui an ambiguous smile: "Yin Hui, How about we discuss the conditions just now?" Yin Hui knew that Conan Doyle was joking with him, but he was still ready to put her together: "Okay!" After finishing speaking, he stroked Feng Zhong's messy hair and followed. As soon as the front foot stepped into the off-road vehicle, Conan Doyle stepped on the accelerator with the back foot. Yin Hui, who had no seat, rolled directly under the seat, making a fool of himself. "I didn't owe you any money, so why hold grudges?" Yin Hui muttered with some dissatisfaction. "Ahem!" Conan Doyle covered his mouth in embarrassment. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. "Yin Hui, does your condition count?" After a long while, she gripped the steering wheel tightly and looked straight ahead, without turning her head, just staring at the rearview mirror from time to time. "I... I'm just joking." The corner of Yin Hui's mouth trembled, this foreign girl can't play for real, right? SM, whip, candle, queen, car shock? Between men and women, no matter how familiar they are.But as long as they stay together alone, discussing the topic of 'sex' will always be extremely ambiguous. "I have no other meaning!" Conan Doyle had a slight sense of disappointment on his face, and then looked in the rearview mirror. "I just said, I need some help, and I need you." Conan Doyle had finished speaking, and looked at Yin Hui: "As long as you agree, I can apply to Shangfeng and recommend you as the chief team leader." Yin Hui knew that she would get the wrong idea, so he shook his head quickly: "This is not a personal problem, but a problem with the master." Speaking of this, his expression was slightly embarrassed: "When the master passed on the mantle to me, my whole life will be changed. My path is doomed. Master treats me like a mountain, even risking his life to protect him, how can I go against his ambition?" Speaking of this, Yin Hui's face calmed down a lot, and there was a look of openness and wisdom in his eyes: "Conan, as a friend, I want to tell you that maybe leaving the 'Unbelievable Group' is the only way for you. It's real relief." To be honest, I don't have any affection for Conan Doyle, that's a lie.So Yin Hui hoped that she would let go of the pressure and find her own life. Because of this line of work, you will face death at any time. "Well, thank you for your concern, I will consider it." Conan Doyle closed his eyes, then straightened his clothes, and continued to concentrate on driving.