What the clerk said makes sense, but it makes sense, and does not mean that everyone will do what he said. After all, he is just a little clerk.●⌒

To give him face, or to reward him for his good performance just now, the supervisor casually sent two people and went to Xiao Ling to check the place he prompted.

Few people paid attention. When everyone was so busy that they were dizzy, the clerk quietly left the hall and came to a secluded corner to take out his cell phone.

He searched in his phone for a long time and found a name that had been covered with dust for a long time.

It seemed a little uncertain and couldn't make up my mind... After hesitating for several seconds, the genius pressed the phone number. However, it immediately canceled again. He first opened an Internet phone software and arranged a soundproof barrier to ensure that the sound would not be leaked, and then he re-dialized the number.

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"Is the word power and power that difficult to understand? The immortals in your world are extremely awesome. They can blow a person with one punch, but a mortal Yugong, who makes up his mind to dig that mountain every day. Over time, they can also dig a mountain away. Although it takes a little longer, is the effect the same?"

"How to distinguish between strength and weakness? The fastest ones, the less time ones, are stronger, and vice versa. So power is linked to speed and time. The faster you run, the greater the power, the stronger your punch, the greater the power. Power and weakness can basically be measured by this."

"Of course, no one's power is constant. Assassin-type attackers may have low power at ordinary times, but when they explode, they can output tons of damage in an instant, and they will kill the enemy in seconds; while warrior-type attackers may have a high power. They maintain a very high standard, but they may not have explosive power. They can't get a first blood even if they fight with the enemy for a long time... It depends on the instantaneous power."

"What is tons of damage? What does one blood mean? Uh, this...what are we talking about just now? Oh, by the way, what level is the locomotive equivalent to your world?"

"I don't know this anymore, and I don't know how the levels of your world are divided. However, the locomotive level is 10,000 to 50,000 horsepower, which means that it is equivalent to the power of so many horses pulling at the same time..."

Xiao Ling helplessly spread scientific knowledge to Wu Sihai.

With Wu Sihai's IQ, it's really a matter of minutes to learn something. But in this world, the most difficult thing to change is called the Three Views.

The three views are not correct. Some conceptual rules are wrong in how they understand them.

Wu Sihai is hundreds or thousands of years old, and some concepts have long been established, and the white paper has turned into paintings. It is not that easy to let him accept a new concept.

Fortunately, this is just a wisp of Wu Sihai's divine thoughts, not the essence, many key memories, thoughts and other things have disappeared, otherwise it will be even more difficult.

Xiao Ling was explaining to him with a dry mouth. "Dududu..." Suddenly, his phone rang.

He looked up and saw the strange number? Xiao Ling wondered and connected: "Hey?"

"Xiao Ling?" asked the interview.

"I am, who are you?"

The opposite side breathed a sigh of relief: "Hey, Lingzi, you haven't changed your number?"

The voice is not very familiar. But... the name and tone, Xiao Ling's heart turned and said in surprise: "Brother Xian? I haven't seen you since you graduated. Why did you suddenly remember to call me?"

The person opposite the phone was Bu's surname, Bu Dexian. He was a senior who was two years older than Xiao Ling. Although he was two years behind, both of them were from the school's reasoning society. In Xiao Ling's limited college career, Bu Dexian took good care of him.

But after Bu Deyi graduated and went to work in another place, Xiao Ling also dropped out of school because of his father's affairs, and the two gradually lost contact. Now, it has been four years since they thought about it.

Bu Dexian did not answer his question directly, but instead asked, "Lingzi, are you a demon now?"

Xiao Ling jumped up instinctively and looked around: "Brother Xian, have you seen me?"

"Yes, I did see you. From the subway surveillance camera... that's you?" Bu Dexian smiled bitterly: It was indeed this kid.

Although the people on the surveillance camera are constantly changing their appearance, people cannot tell their original appearance at all, Bu Dexian knows Xiao Ling's original appearance, and no matter how he looks, he always feels familiar.

After a little search and comparison in the brain, I will filter it out.

"From the surveillance camera?" Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment and suddenly understood, "Brother Xian, you are too..."

The picture he left on the surveillance is obscure and fast, no more than 0.1 second before and after. Ordinary people cannot discover it at all, unless they are extraordinary people.

"Shh..." Bu Dexian refused to let Xiao Ling say the next few words, "That's right. And it's just in charge of this matter... You go quickly and don't sway in the subway anymore." He warned Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling chuckled a few times: "Brother Xian, I'm no longer in the Demon City. It's been four times. If the Demon City police can't find something by following the clues, that would be too inferior..."

"Not in the Magic City? Why do I listen to you still on the subway?" Bu Dexian said suspiciously, listened carefully for a while, and suddenly understood, "You are on the high-speed rail."

The big difference between subway and high-speed rail is that there are flight attendants and subways. Bu Dexian heard the voice of the flight attendant. I remember that at the Police Officer University, he and Xiao Ling were in the Reasoning Society, and his reasoning ability was similar.

"Yes." Xiao Ling nodded. Bu Dexian guessed that he was already on the high-speed rail, the high-speed rail from Demon City to Jiangdu.

"Brother Xian, this is really a meeting in life..." While chatting with Bu De, Xiao Ling couldn't help but remember the scenes of the time at school, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Thinking about the days before he dropped out of school, it was really beautiful. "Do you have time to meet and chat?"

"Okay." Among the extraordinary people, you can meet someone you knew before, as if you met an old friend in a foreign land. Bu Dexian responded happily, but... "Lingzi, you are so troublesome, you are not Cheng Qicai Army, right? By the way, when did you..."

As he was talking, a burst of exclamations suddenly came.

Bu Dexian put down the phone and listened for a while: "It seems that your prompt has worked. I will go back to work first and contact you if I have time."

"Okay..." The two hung up the phone.

Following Xiao Ling's prompt, the Demon City Police Branch really had clues.

In the shocking exhibition area of ​​Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum, the police who were assigned to re-invest the scene suddenly discovered that some hidden places in the wax museum were actually placed in a miniature spiritual collector.

I don’t know who developed it. This thing is not efficient and the spiritual agitation produced is slightly negligible, but it can indeed collect spiritual accumulation.

The spiritual essence is not something that will disappear if it floats out and will never be seen again. Otherwise, there would be no "soul" among the people. If the spiritual essence runs away, eight out of ten will come back on its own, unless... it is stored by a super-limited spiritual storage device or such a miniature spiritual essence collector, then there will be no supplements.

People with damaged spiritual qualities will become weak and physically exhausted in the next period of time, and will often have a serious illness and will take a long time to recover.

In the jurisdiction they managed, in such a crowded public place, there was such a hidden means of absorbing spiritual essence, and they didn't even know at all?

The Demon City Police Station was in sensation and chaos...

Because not only Madame Tussauds' wax museum, but also soon, from roller coasters, tumor hospitals, and cinemas..., similar micro spiritual collectors were found. After further investigation, there were far more haunted houses, more roller coasters, more cinemas and hospitals. There were such gadgets, which were simply standard.

Stealing a few hundred yuan is considered a thief, at most it is a public security management; stealing in a place continuously and stealing many times is called a habitual offender, and the punishment is severe; if not only does a place continuously steal, but also attacking many places together, this is called organized crime, and the crime will be even more serious.

This is what this case is. It’s nothing to just take it out, but once it is revealed to the entire Internet, it becomes a major case for Tongtian.

No one cares who Xiao Ling is and where he is now.

Who made so many miniature spiritual collectors? How did they be installed in so many places? When did they start to secretly collect spiritual materials? Who is the one who organized and planned all this?...

There are too many things to investigate. Compared with this, Xiao Ling's little thing is no longer a matter of fact.

Of course, the investigation of him was not relaxed. Because some people suspected that he and the person who planned all this were accomplices, but later they had a breakup, so they used this method to expose the crime;

I believe he just happened to encounter him by chance. After reasoning for a moment, he realized the entire conspiracy. In order to retaliate, he deliberately exposed none of them, even if it was Xiao Ling's senior.

In fact, there are three elements that allow Xiao Ling to reason about all this smoothly—

First of all, the two methods of extracting spiritual matter and absorbing destiny are considered inhumane and violate the rules, not only in this time and space flow, but also in nearby time and space flows.

Spiritual qualities are not difficult to obtain, but if you want to sell them online, it is like selling drugs as drugs. It requires permission to verify that their origin is legitimate. This limitation makes the price of spiritual qualities on Taobao. In addition to the original price, the shipping cost of goods traveling through time and space is also quite large.

If you do a black market card business, you will not buy authentic products online with regular and expensive origins, but will definitely find another source of goods.

When the idea turns to this point, it’s really not difficult to think about spiritual essence and haunted house. The biggest mistake of card making women is that they shouldn’t put the dv in the haunted house, which makes Xiao Ling instantly associate.
Chapter completed!