Murder, no doubt, and guns were also taken.

The motive is not yet certain, but the possibility of robbery and murder can be basically ruled out, because the clothes on the deceased are intact. Except for the collapse and folded, the rest of the place is very natural and there are no traces of being churned.

Even on the side where the deceased's trousers were exposed, Zhang Kun could faintly see the marks of his wallet.

Killing people with a gun. In this wilderness, the deceased was a young man and died for no more than two hours. In other words, the murderer should not have been away for a long time.

If you call the soul in the lower air, and then ask the direction of the murderer leaving, plus the appearance characteristics of the murderer, and even have evidence of the soul of the deceased, Zhang Kun should be able to find the murderer easily, so that this wild murder case can be solved as quickly as possible.

But, gun...

Zhang Kun seemed to be able to feel the wound in the lung lobes in his chest still causing a vague pain.

If it was his health, Zhang Kun would naturally not be afraid of a gun, and not every gunman was retired from a foreign special forces, so sharpshooters were not so easy to encounter.

But now, Zhang Kun is injured and he cannot even perform vigorous exercise. If he moves at high speed, he may tear open the wound in the lung lobe again. Under the influence of pain, his body cannot cooperate well with his reaction speed.

At this time, his strength was not even 10% of his intact state. With such a body, he would chase a gun-killer.

Zhang Kun lowered his head and looked at the corpse on the ground. He was silent for a long time, then turned around and slowly walked away carefully along the way he came.

Sorry, I will call the police for you. It’s better to leave professional things to professionals. I’m really sorry.

In the end, Zhang Kun still retreated because he... was scared.

He could even remember the countless figures flashing in front of his eyes when he fell down after the last shot.

That time he was so close to death, even more dangerous than fighting Miyahounda.

After leaving here, he would call the police as quickly as possible, and pray that the police would solve the case as soon as possible and give justice to the deceased, but Zhang Kun would never chase after him.

There are too many people and things he can't let go of in this world. He must not let the white-haired man send black-haired man happen to him, and he will never.

Zhang Kun lowered his head and slowly walked along the grass, leaving step by step as he walked in.

At this time, the young soul in the air who had just stepped into the grass and looked at Zhang Kun, who had just stepped into the grass, turned around and left step by step. The young translucent figure seemed to move slightly at the corner of her eyebrows, and then suddenly floated towards Zhang Kun.

The translucent body slowly floated in front of Zhang Kun, and slowly retreated with Zhang Kun's figure, staring at Zhang Kun's face with his eyes tightly.

Zhang Kun seemed to have noticed nothing in front of him, his face had no change, and his eyes had no flash. Zhang Kun did all this as if he was flowing, naturally, without any artificial appearance. He used to be like this.

However, the translucent figure floating in front of Zhang Kun, looking at Zhang Kun's face, or to be precise, looking at Zhang Kun's silent eyes, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, with a hint of disbelief on his face, and murmured: "In this world, there is really Yin and Yang eyes, which is incredible."

As the translucent body spoke, Zhang Kun seemed to hear nothing, and still walked silently out of the grass, with his face, expression, eyes, and even his hands and feet floating without any pause. Even as he walked, he naturally passed through the side of the translucent body.

Zhang Kun has also encountered too many such situations.

However, the translucent figure did not seem to intend to let Zhang Kun go. He continued to float backwards, following Zhang Kun's footsteps, keeping a distance of less than one meter between the two.

The translucent figure kept scrutinizing Zhang Kun's ups and downs, and his face was filled with sighs.

"I used to think that the eyes of the sky, the eyes of the yin and yang, and the sight of ghosts were just feudal superstitions. We Communists only focus on materialism but not on mind. When we were alive, in the past thirty years, we have encountered many demons and monsters who pretended to be gods and ghosts, but none of them had real skills. I didn't expect that if I died, I met them instead."

"Don't be afraid of this brother's surname, no, since you can see me, you should have encountered other ghosts before. Don't worry, I have no malice. I am not an evil ghost. I just died. The corpse you just saw was me."

"Brother, we can meet this wilderness and fate. Can you please help me? A very simple and very small one. Just make a call. Please, please." The translucent figure clasped his hands together, looking begging.

But Zhang Kun still ignored it and slowly moved forward, looking a few meters away, and was about to leave the weeds.

"Brother, don't pretend. I am proficient in observation and psychology. I'm sure you can see me and hear me speak. Please, do me a favor, a very simple and simple thing, just make a call. Please, I have something very important, very important."

Zhang Kun continued to move forward. Looking at Zhang Kun's appearance, the translucent figure gritted his teeth, then stopped the figure that floated back, stood straight in the air, and saluted Zhang Kun.

"My name is Zhuo Qiang, the deputy captain of the armed police detachment of Xingwen City, North Province. He was recruited by the state and ordered by the Security Bureau to lurk in an international criminal gang as an undercover agent. Recently, I obtained an important piece of information, but unfortunately I was finally seen through by the criminals. As a result, you saw it."

"But it doesn't matter if I die. As a soldier, I have been prepared to sacrifice my life for the country, but the important information I have obtained must be passed on. I want to ask you to make a call for me, just one call, and send the information I have exchanged for my life."

"This is a Chinese soldier, the last request to his Chinese compatriots."

The translucent figure Zhuo Qiang respected the military salute, looked at Zhang Kun with his eyes tightly, and then watched Zhang Kun walk slowly by his side.

Zhuo Qiang's body moved little by little, looked at Zhang Kun's back, slowly lowered his raised hand, and a look of anger rose on his face, and then he suddenly roared at Zhang Kun's back.

"Why, why don't you help me? Are you still Chinese? Do you still have a little Chinese blood? Do you still have a little masculine spirit? I just ask you to call me. Isn't this possible?"

"Do you know how important my intelligence is? If those criminals take that thing out of the border, how huge losses will it cause to our country? Are you so cold-blooded?"

Zhang Kun lowered his head, finally stepped out of the wild grass, and then slowly walked towards the parked motorcycle.

"Okay, okay." Zhuo Qiang suddenly laughed as if he was angry, and said three times, "I don't care if you are really cold-blooded or fake cold-blooded. I read out the information, and then it's up to you to decide whether to report it. Anyway, I have fulfilled my duties as a Chinese and a Chinese soldier."

Zhang Kun is still three meters away from the motorcycle.

"Today, a criminal gang of eight people, carrying a large number of weapons, and carrying a secretly stolen national high-level military secret, and contacted the overseas group. The time, at 12:00 noon today, the location, Taixian Town..."

Suddenly, Zhang Kun's body suddenly stopped after reaching less than one meter from the motorcycle.
Chapter completed!