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Chapter 591 The detective seventy-two fr…

Looking at the corpse heart fragrance that was thrown to the ground and lost, Fang Zheng didn't care about the dirty water on the ground and picked it up immediately. Novel.

Looking up again at the mysterious woman who was running away in a panic, Fang Zheng once again had a new understanding of the violent temper of fortune.

It turns out that if you don’t just talk badly in person, you will be revenge by the fortune.

Even if it is an inadvertent sentence, it will be revenge by the incense of fortune.

Just because the mysterious woman said inadvertently that the fortune in her hand was different from the one she knew, so she was almost buried alive and almost slipped from the roof.

This is really a tremor dominated by despair.

Fang Zheng no longer cared about the mysterious woman. Looking at the nearby residents who were holding an umbrella or wearing a raincoat, he began to search for the evil shrine cabinet and another corpse-heart fragrance in the collapsed ruins.

According to Fang Zheng's current physical strength, his arm strength is so strong, just like two excavators working together to dig a ruin. Based on the location in his memory, the last corpse heart fragrance was quickly excavated from under the ruins.

However, the shrine cabinet disappeared.

Only a pit was left, leading directly to the city sewer underground, and the shrine cabinet escaped.

Another desperate existence dominated by the incense of fortune.

Although he was escaped by the shrine cabinet and consumed ten ordinary runes, he got two additional corpse heart incense, and Fang Zheng still felt that he had made a profit this time.

Afterwards, Fang Zheng was about to leave.

But before leaving, Fang Zheng felt compassion, and he checked whether ordinary people were implicated in the collapsed house next door.

Fortunately, there are heads and debts, and the fortune is not involved in innocent people.

It is indeed worthy of being the Shanxiang in "Forty-Eight Fragrances of Good and Evil".

Looking at the collapse of the house next door, Fang Zheng took a breath away from the owner and did not hurt the owner.

Conscience is invisible or touched.

But he is the way to establish the world by being a human being.

When Fang Zheng found the owner, he saw the owner slumped on the bedside, his eyes terrified and confused. He was frightened and could not walk anymore.

Seeing that the owner was fine, Fang Zheng flashed and the person had disappeared under the rain. Although he encountered several waves of obstacles in the middle, those were ordinary practitioners.

Not far after Fang Zheng left, local Siam government officials found the owner of the collapsed house.

Then, local government personnel unexpectedly got an important clue. The owner of the house saw the appearance of two suspects... The owner was immediately regarded as an important witness and was immediately received by the local government from the nearby police station to take detailed records.

It is also to protect important witnesses.

Prevent any accidents.

The attacks of soldiers, the murder of policemen, the death of strong men on a rainy night tonight... and the loss of the coffin that has not been recovered yet, let them all know that this matter is far from over.

The real murderer behind the scenes has not been caught yet.

The two suspects the owner of the house may be the leader of this series of strange things. Even if they are not the leader, they must be the insider!!

Fang Zheng naturally didn't know that so many things had happened after he left. After he turned into his hotel room from the window, he first changed out of the props and clothing, and then immediately took out his cell phone.

"Does anyone know the details of the corpse heart in the "Seventy-Two Incense Score of the Earth Evils"?"

"Old charlatan (painted by Gao Shu), do you know the details of the corpse heart in "The Seventy-Two Incense Score of the Earth Evils"?"

Fang Zheng sent it to the group, the old charlatan and Gao Shuhua respectively.

Hope to wait for the reply he wants.

Finally, he looked at Gao Shuhua, who had not replied to him for a long time. Fang Zheng put down his phone. There was no news for so long. Perhaps Gao Shuhua had died in the blessed land... Just when Fang Zheng was about to put down his phone, the phone vibrated.

It turned out that it was the message he posted in the WeChat group and he received a reply soon.

Stone Knight: "?"

The witch doesn't believe that there are tears in this world: "The detetive seventy-two fragrane? Captain, I can understand a single English word, why can't I understand it after translating it into one sentence with WeChat?"

Fang Zheng: "..."

Not only do you not understand, I am also a black question mark face.

Seventy-two detectives Xiang??

This is probably the only time in history that "The Seventy-Two Scented Spots of Earthly Evils" has become a decent character!!

According to the international time difference, it is only night in Europe that the knight and the witch have not yet rested, so it is not surprising that they can reply as soon as possible.

After such a small misunderstanding, Fang Zheng no longer had any expectations for finding answers from international friends. Even communication is an obstacle. How could he expect more complex cultural communication between the two places?

"Witch, you are naughty again. We all say that our country does not allow any private organization to exist. You, an international friend, call me a captain every day. You are going to send me into the iron window!"

"You are still holding a grudge. I beat you up and cried last time, right? This is your conspiracy. You have been trying your best to send me to prison, right?"

Fang Zheng said he couldn't afford to offend him.

This woman's scheming is as deep as the Mariana Trench.

Seeing that he was misunderstood by Fang Zheng, the witch was so angry that she began to flood the screen with a crazy look, and kept crying.

It makes all the men in the group feel a headache.

Fortunately, someone quickly saved the siege for Fang Zheng.

It's a blind monk.

"What's the situation? I was rushing for diamonds in the fifth row just now, and my phone suddenly kept vibrating. I thought there was a red envelope grab, but as soon as I entered the group, I saw the witch constantly flooding the screen?"

"What's wrong with the witch? Who bullies you? Brother, I'll stand up for you?"

As a result... the witch just replied "Chen Chichi". The blind monk was depressed and did not mention the previous words. Instead, he took the initiative to change the topic: "Huh? "The Seventy-Two Incense Score of the Earth Evils"? I seem to have heard the abbot mention this name once. Brother Chen waited for the day tomorrow, and I will ask you for the abbot and then give you a reply."

"If nothing else, I will continue to go to the drill position first. Today I am about to hit the autism level, and the diamond position cannot reach the diamond position."

The blind monk said he would go offline.

Without any delay.

He couldn't beat Fang Zheng, so he pretended to be unsuccessful in front of the girl. The blind monk decided to spend ten days and half a month, and then he would bubbling in the group after everyone almost forgot about what happened today.

Afterwards, Fang Zheng quickly said that he would send out the group information in advance, and then blocked the group information, and his ears became much quieter immediately.

...

No words all night.

Fang Zheng didn't rest all night and kept practicing.

As for the corpse heart fragrance, before he knew the specific situation and harm, he did not want to rashly touch the ghost fragrance in the "Seventy-Two Incense Score of the Earthly Demons".

The next day, early morning.

When the crew had a dinner, Fang Zheng wanted to verify something. Last night, if anyone in the crew sprained his ankle or injured his foot, the identity of the mysterious woman could surface.
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