American comics: Understanding is beyond the realm of heaven, understanding Laojun’s treasure refini

Although Chen Xin said that nothing happened during the process of returning home, it was too coincidental, and there are not so many coincidences in the world.

Chen Xin's house was illegally broken into, and the time and place of death of the three members of the Black Shark Gang roughly coincided with Chen Xin, which is enough to deduce that the three members of the Black Shark Gang were going to Chen Xin, but now that they are dead, Chen Xin is not a small suspect.

However, York shook his head and calmly analyzed: "The suspicion is not small, but you have overlooked one thing, judging from the forensic report, two people were cut off by a long knife, and the third person was killed by a dagger from behind, not to mention the third person, to be able to do this, the strength is very demanding."

The man just now was emaciated, and as far as I could see, he was still very weak and couldn't do it to this extent. "

York only saw Chen Xin's emptiness and reality at a few glances, walking vascularly, as if he was sick, his face was dish, and his breathing was short, which showed that Chen Xin had a physical problem and could not be the one who killed him.

"However, the situation is different if he has accomplices!".

York turned to say, you know, there is another person, He Tao.

From the point of view of physical condition, He Tao is 1.85 meters tall and muscular, and if the weapon is sharp enough, he can indeed do this.

"Drive, let's go back and issue a wanted warrant, find out He Tao first. "

There was a faint hint of excitement on York's face, feeling that the trip was worth it, and he had found a thread, and as long as he pulled out this thread, everything would be clear.

At night, Chen Xin took out the glass beads and easily refined them into pseudo-spirit stones that stored spiritual energy, according to his estimates, about three parts of heaven and earth spiritual energy could refine an inferior defensive magic weapon to a medium defensive magic weapon, and at that time, whether it was defensive ability or others, it would be strengthened.

Chen Xin was satisfied with the pseudo-spirit stone into the storage ring, and lay down on the bed, his head slightly closed, but he thought about his anti-heaven understanding, since the last time he appeared, there has been no movement, if it weren't for the real existence of Lao Jun's alchemy, he thought it was an illusion.

Thinking back to the last time, it was only when I saw Iron Man flying by that I moved.

Is it the problem with these superheroes?

Chen Xin instinctively thought, or maybe it's because these superheroes are the protagonists of this world? I just don't know if some villains can inspire his anti-heaven understanding.

Or should we first test whether the attack of anti-heaven perception has anything to do with these superheroes, Chen Xin thought silently in his heart.

Just seeing it on TV shouldn't be counted, after all, he has seen several superheroes on TV since he crossed over, such as Iron Man and Superman.

Relatively speaking, the probability of Superman appearing is a little greater, and every day it is like a fixed program to report on Superman's good people and good deeds.

However, although Superman is easy to meet, he spends more time in other cities, and it is not easy to meet him in New York.

Chen Xin was thinking about the list of superheroes in his heart, it seemed that everything had just begun, and Spider-Man, who was also in Queens, had not heard of it, and he should not have been able to get it yet.

Captain America, Thor... Chen Xin found that it was not easy to meet these superheroes at this time, and it seemed that he was better at ease with the encounter, and he would first develop the Laojun Alchemy Technique in his hand.

Thinking about it, Chen Xin's breathing became more and more stable, and he gradually fell asleep.

The next day came in a blink of an eye, and Chen Xin was sweeping the street outside the restaurant with a broom as always.

"Uh~".

A rough moan suddenly sounded, Chen Xin looked up, a little surprised, Zhao Jiangang was standing at the door stretching his waist, Zhao Jiangang, who was the boss's foreign chef, got up late on weekdays, and it was a miracle to see him now.

Zhao Jiangang stretched his body as if he was doing morning exercises, and his eyes swept around, intentionally or unintentionally.

A few minutes later, Zhao Jian just stopped his movements and called Chen Xin over.

Chen Xin didn't know why, so he walked over with a broom in his hand, but he was directly stopped by Zhao Jianguo's muscular thick arm and pulled into the restaurant at once.

"Ahem!".

Chen Xin didn't have much strength to resist, so he let him pull and quickly hold his breath to prevent the strong smell of smoke on Zhao Jiangang's body and the gas exhaled from his mouth like a biological weapon from penetrating into his nasal cavity, which would cause him to lose his appetite for a day.

was pulled closer to the back kitchen by Zhao Jiangang, Chen Xin was let go, he looked at Zhao Jiangang suspiciously, I don't know what the hell he was doing.

I saw Zhao Jiangang unhurriedly take out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, hold the cigarette butt with his pickled yellow teeth and drag out a cigarette, and take out a lighter with one hand.

With a click, the firelight flashed, and after a few breaths, Zhao Jiangang exhaled a strong smoke with a comfortable face, and then he had the heart to speak.

"Do you have any contact with He Tao?" asked Zhao Jiangang casually.

"Nope. Chen Xin shook his head.

"Playing cards last night, I heard some old friends say that He Tao is on a wanted warrant, and it is related to several gangsters who died. "

Chen Xin frowned when he heard this, but he was a little happy in his heart, but he didn't expect that He Tao carried the black pot for himself.