I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

Feeling sick, Li Lin immediately threw the scarf away.

"It's like wine from 1850, when Parisian wine was at its peak."

This sentence was not said by Li Lin, but the statement made by Mr. Boris, who was skeptical, dipped his finger a little bit, and after saying this, he took a cup with a cup full of enthusiasm.

While the stuff really does look and smell like blood, it really does taste like fine wine.

"I'm going to laugh." Li Lin sneered at the side, "Someone yelled the loudest when I was drinking just now, but now I stand by the faucet and don't let others drink."

Old Boris, who was standing by the faucet, blushed.

Soon the color and smell of the red liquid in the faucet began to fade. After 10 minutes, the liquid gurgling from the faucet finally returned to normal clear water.

Mr. Boris walked away from the faucet in disappointment, watching the policemen file up and remove the faucet for research.

After a while, the police officers who didn't find anything unusual surrounded Li Lin and Boris, after all, they were the only ones who had drunk the liquid.

"I've said it all, it tastes like the best wine in Paris."

The police again pointed the finger of investigation at Li Lin, who had just drunk the most.

"Why would you just rush up and drink it?"

Li Lin patiently replied to them: "You think, this is a good opportunity to break the feudal superstition."

The policemen looked at each other in blank dismay, how could this have anything to do with feudal superstition?

Li Lin cleared his throat: "On a thunderstorm night, the lawyer's family was killed in the apartment. What unknown mystery is hidden behind the sudden death of the whole family? Open the maze and find the murderer?"

Why does this sound like a tabloid tactic?The Sirius family obviously died in the morning, so why did it turn into a thunderstorm night?What's more, this guy only mentioned a detective, and didn't mention the police station at all. Doesn't it make us seem incompetent!

A group of policemen and others complained frantically in their hearts, with pained expressions on their faces at the same time.

"So what does this have to do with you drinking it?" A young auxiliary policeman complained in pain.

"Don't be afraid of any difficulties we encounter. Face it with a smile. The best way to eliminate fear is to face fear. The same is true for breaking superstitions, and you're done, Ollie."

Li Lin replied without changing his expression: "If you don't try it, how do you know whether the brown object in front of you is chocolate-flavored shit or shit-flavored chocolate?"

"Is there any difference between these two?" The young auxiliary policeman yelled, feeling that his nerves were a little unbearable.

"Yes." Li Lin never refuses questions from seekers of knowledge, "One is shit, the other is chocolate. There are many opportunities to eat shit, but this is the only chance to taste shit with peace of mind."

The expressions of the policemen behind them changed, their cheek muscles twitched by Li Lin's unrestrained speech. The young auxiliary policeman's eyes were blank, as if he had heard some answer that destroyed the three views. Mr. Boris was even more restless. Li Lin brought him The discomfort I felt far surpassed those supernatural phenomena.

After a while of silence, the police officers decided to go back to the police station to file a case. This kind of series of violent family deaths can be called vicious, and it is impossible to ignore the past anyway.

Although I am very worried about the safety of Mr. Boris' family, the manpower of the Vienna Police Department is limited.

That is to say, if Mr. Boris wants to deal with any unexpected situation, he must either rely on himself, or rely on the Mr. "Hunter", who is more extraordinary than a supernatural phenomenon.

58 Originally thought there would be page friends violent Hongru

"I have a suggestion." After the police left, Li Lin said to Mr. Boris, "You can kill yourself early, so that the guy who wants to do something to you will return disappointed."

Mr. Boris wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

"You see, this kind of fear that is gradually spreading on a large scale must be the man behind the scenes who wants to appreciate your performance in despair. The more he is like this, the more we have to do the opposite, as long as I lie down completely enough , Even top capitalists like Rockefeller and Morgan don’t want to exploit a hair on my body.”

Boris stammered and said: "But... But can't there be a more normal way? For example, like Sherlock Holmes, find traces of the murderer through clues, and then capture him... "

Li Lin replied: "Of course, this is also a way, but it is faster to lie down. After all, you can see that the police are completely helpless. They just came to record the phenomenon, and then walked away."

Boris vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"That's why I have to pay more." Li Lin bared his fangs, "And it has to be paid first."

Boris's breathing became heavier, and he subconsciously leaned back on the sofa: "Okay... Damn it, how much do you want."

"Twenty pounds." Li Lin stretched out three fingers, "Money and goods are equal, I will help you solve this strange incident now."

So why does he hold up three fingers?

Boris got up from the sofa and walked into the room dejectedly. When he came out, he held twenty one-pound notes in his hands. When he handed the money to Li Lin, his whole body was trembling.

Not afraid, but heartache.

Li Lin snatched the money from Boris and stuffed it into the system - in Boris' eyes, Li Lin was like magic, turning the twenty bills in his hand into air.

In Li Lin's eyes, the twenty pound note suddenly turned into two stacked cards on the table, shaped like glittering gold coins.

[some funds]

【Enough for me to live comfortably for a while. 】

After seeing Li Lin put away the banknotes out of thin air, Boris looked a little shocked: "This is...magic?"

"It's a pity that I won't become a rabbit."

Li Lin got up, the crowbar slipped from his sleeve and was held in his hand. He walked towards the faucet while constantly adjusting his angle. When the distance was less than half a meter, he swung the crowbar and hit the end of the faucet hard. !

"Want to run? I'll break your head!"

Shocked!

A sharp wail suddenly sounded from the air, as if what Li Lin was beating was not metal, but a living thing.

Mrs. Boris, who finally woke up, was frightened and fainted again. Even Mr. Boris staggered back involuntarily, leaning against the wall with a pale face.

The red liquid exploded from the pool like a fountain, and the strong smell of blood rushed straight to the ceiling. Li Lin stretched out his left hand without saying a word, ignoring the torrent of jets, and plunged into it. The bracelet on his wrist was slightly hot.

He stared at his palms and silently recited the secret.

“Sparks flew, heat melted, and the transformation of metals and ores ensued…The remnants of the action are still hot.”

Secrets of the first-order casting phase: fiery slag.

Two safe uses left.

He unleashed an invisible technique.

The crimson liquid flying all over the sky suddenly fell together. Li Lin's five fingers penetrated deeply into the connection of the faucet. The bright fire light flowed down along the shape of his fingers. Wherever he passed, the metal deformed, the wood burned, and the liquid evaporated. The flames flicker away, turning any liquid it touches into steam!

Li Lin pulled out a puddle of liquid from the bucket.

While maintaining the invisible technique, Zhu's power blessed his palm, causing the temperature on it to instantly exceed [-] degrees Celsius.

When the temperature exceeds 375 degrees Celsius, the water will evaporate immediately, and there should be no liquid that can maintain the shape, but the things Li Lin is holding in his hands are still wriggling.

The intense temperature rise made Mr. Boris almost faint. The thick steam surrounded Li Lin, as if he had been covered with a red dress, and the entire kitchen was filled with intense heat.

Boris's brain, which was about to shut down, only had time to think about this question: How could he still stand in this temperature?

"To be honest, I even thought about the lines for running away from the beginning."

Li Lin's voice came from the thick steam.

"Life has dreams and each is wonderful. I am here to officially announce the end of the trust relationship with Mrs. Boris. I would like to thank their family for their continuous efforts. Sometimes we get together, but we will never meet again."

"At any time, I will fully support their family's decisions and arrangements in the next life, and I also wish their family can be on the road to reopening, when the wind and the waves will come, hang the clouds and sail directly to help the sea, and reap their ideal life!"

"I didn't expect it to be so simple." Li Lin picked up the jelly-like thing and said softly, "Rusalka, the alien species."

In the key hunter's notes, one tenth of the supernatural events were caused by this kind of water elf.

There are four theories about their birth: first, the water elves are some young women who dived because of extramarital pregnancy; second, the water elves are young women who died as virgins, whether they died unexpectedly or died naturally; third, the water elves are unbaptized When a baby dies, it will be reborn as a water demon; four, water spirits are some unclean souls, in other words, people who drown themselves in water.

These alien species are wandering in the water system, and naturally they will also exist in the waterways of the city, and because of the urban environment, many water elves live a more nourishing life, and they also have greater hostility towards people in the civilized world.

Some supernatural beings or mystics will use water sprites to purify water, and they can also use them to catalyze various types of liquids.

[Alien: Water Elf]

[Sex: Cup]

[Flowing water brings grace, and its passage brings death. Sometimes it disperses, sometimes it gathers. Every object it touches will be heartbroken in ignorance. 】

In front of Li Lin who had already made the first mark, the water elf, who didn't even have a mark, was naturally powerless to resist. The water body it relied on to hide was completely evaporated by the invisible technique of casting in an instant.

Li Lin turned sideways, blocking Boris' sight, and tried to throw the water elf onto his desktop, but when he did so, a huge resistance came.

The water elf was not tamed and hated Li Lin deeply.

"Seek death." Li Lin crushed the water elf's body indifferently and turned it into a ball of ferocious steam.

The effect of the invisibility technique dissipated, and Li Lin walked up to Mr. Boris with a crowbar: "The matter has been satisfactorily resolved."

Mr. Boris' eyes widened. This way of removing spirits opened his eyes.

......

In a bar somewhere in Vienna, smoke is lingering, skirts and temples are swaying, and gentlemen and ladies are rubbing their ears and temples.

On the second floor of the bar, someone lowered his pupils, watching the people shaking their bodies on the dance floor on the first floor, watching their swaying postures in the music.

Suddenly he turned around and looked at the believers who came behind him without a sound.

Those believers wore inhuman hideous masks, the black edges and skins were integrated into one, and they stood silently behind the golden curtain hanging from the second floor of the bar.

"Is that so...it turned out to be our old friend."

The well-mannered man with rimless glasses sighed slowly, raised his hands and clapped lightly.

"Then it's time to issue him a ticket. After all, the key hunter's name is loud enough, isn't it? Or is it enough for us to ignore such a floating variable?"

The corner of the man's mouth curled up in a frenzied arc.

59 Ten thousand pounds (plus first update)

Li Lin came out of the restaurant, and the twenty pounds he earned made his pockets instantly bulge.

Taking the opportunity of eating, he took out the dark green table and looked at it. Among the ten evil names, one has disappeared, and the color of the other two is rapidly fading.

The sponsor Dickens only promised to help Li Lin solve the tabloid news, but did not say that he would help him deal with the reporters and the newspaper office.

Li Lin unconsciously cast his eyes on the [Desolate Sanctuary]... Only this thing can help him quickly solve the evil name.

In addition, he didn't even try to cover up the violent exorcism just now. He just did some superficial work. It is estimated that Boris will find something wrong after he calms down.

After all, not every private detective would bring explosives and crowbars when he came to solve a case, and the noise Li Lin made was far from being comparable to explosives.

Although stories about extraordinary beings and mystics are not widely circulated in civilized society, anyone who is willing can find some clues.

Sure enough, after a meal, Li Lin found that there were three more secret atmospheres on his dark green panel... His current secret atmosphere is probably enough to drag the remaining evil names to death.

Before he knew it, Li Lin returned to his door and found that not only the door panels had been replaced, but also the wooden panels outside the windows had been removed, and a new layer of paint had been painted on the exterior walls of the entire small building.

Li Lin stood in front of his house in a daze, looking up and down at the brand new house.

"...Your mother's snail girl still has a well-decorated one?"

"Sir." A voice interrupted Li Lin's unrealistic reverie. He turned around and saw a newsboy standing not far away, holding an envelope in his hand.

Li Lin suddenly realized that this group of people probably left him their contact information through this method.

He snatched the manila envelope from the newsboy, and took a newspaper along with it.

As a reward, Li Lin pretended to take out a shilling from his pocket and stuffed it into the hands of the newsboy.

"Sir, this is too much..." The newsboy was a little flustered.

"If you think more, you can deliver the newspaper to my door every morning in the future." Li Lin said as he opened the envelope.

The grateful newsboy wanted to say something else, but Li Lin couldn't wait to open the door, close the door, take off his shoes, and jump on the sofa to finish it in one go.

He opened the manila envelope and pulled out a stack of smooth paper that felt extremely comfortable to the touch.

It must be quite comfortable to wipe your butt with this... Li Lin thought to himself.

There was still something in the envelope, Li Lin turned it upside down, and a precious white Montblanc [In Praise of Mont Blanc] pen slipped out of it, but it did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air.

As if an invisible person was holding it, the pen tilted and paused in the air, waiting for the moment when it was written.

Li Lin stared at the pen for a moment, then got up and closed all the curtains around him, turned on the electric lights, and the light poured down from the top of his head, fully illuminating the whole living room.

He opened the stack of papers.

It was a share gift contract worth [-] pounds. As long as Li Lin signed his name on it, he could become the owner of the [-] pounds.

A few hours ago, he accepted a risky commission for twenty pounds, but now a gift contract worth ten thousand pounds appeared in front of Li Lin in such a dramatic way.

He carefully looked at the stack of gift contracts with gold-gilt patterns on the edges.

[A transfer contract]