Psychic - Chapter 258

The announcement of Van Gogh ’s absence was surely caused a strong response. Regardless of whether the public will admit it or not, they have always regarded Fangalo as alien. His unremarkable character and strange and powerful abilities all made him incompatible with this society.

Once something bad happens, especially something with a supernatural color, as long as there is a little relationship with him, the public’s first thought must be-ah! I knew long ago that he was not right!

As a result, Zhang Yang’s plan was originally very successful. He drew inspiration from the Ma You incident and tried to shape Van Gogh into a public enemy. But he didn’t expect that when this project was not started, Van Gogh had already sensed it in advance, and did the precautionary work intuitively.

The video released by Song Rui allows the public to see the other side of Van Galo that is different from cold, alienated, and powerful. In the dead of night, he will also show a confused and uneasy expression; in front of his close friends, he will also smile carefreely, like a simple young boy.

No one can deny the powerful lethality of his handsome and demon face, nor can he deny that Song Rui’s extraordinary temperament matches his mysterious and unpredictable temperament. When the two of them stayed together, the surrounding air seemed to be warm and sweet, and this feeling had flowed down the screen, melting the hearts of many people.

[Awsl, the picture of Mr. Fan and Dr. Song staying together is so beautiful! I originally came in and scolded, but now I can’t get out of the CP pit! 】

[The quality of the surveillance video is so-so, so I licked it hundreds of times. 】

[Do any of you remember those three murder videos? Before the cyber police deleted them, I really believed that the murderer was Van Gogh, but after reading this monitor, I really had no way to make this teacher who smiled like a child happy and that evil face right in the face together! They are not the same person at all! 】

【I also have this feeling! The face is the same, but the eyes, expression and temperament are simply not right! After watching this surveillance video, I dare to be 100% sure that Fan San will never kill! 】

【nonsense! Didn’t you see how happy he was with his boyfriend? There is a boyfriend hugging and sleeping in the cold winter night, who the **** is going to kill people! 】

[There are too many doubts in this case. And I feel that so many people have said that the teacher is going to burn the Vatican to have a rhythm! 】

[The Sanskrit teacher in this surveillance video is the Sanskrit teacher I like. Those three murder videos are absolutely fake! 】

Love and warmth are the most powerful forces in the world. Perhaps the softest aspect that Van Galo has never shown to anyone has touched the hearts of the public; or perhaps his handsome and unusual face is too confusing; plus the official has repeatedly clarified for his platform, this vigorous ” The “Vatican Operation” just took a few hours to deflate.

Zhang Yang watched his plan go bankrupt, and his anger and suffocation were beyond words.

He broke the tablet on the spot and scolded angrily: “I’m not telling you to find a hacker to hack the security system of his house? Why does he still have a proof of absence?”

“The hacker said that he had been interfered by the strong magnetic field as soon as he invaded his home network, and he couldn’t even touch the database. The boss, we hired a lip recognition expert and found that he had sensed long before our plan began. He called Song Rui and said that he had an ominous hunch, and then he used a magnetic field to cover the entire Vatican house. “

Zhang Yang ’s subordinate lowered his head and concealed his fear of Van Gogh: “He is the strongest psychic in China, and it ’s so easy to calculate him.”

Zhang Yang kicked the roasted coffee table and scolded: “Fuck him! Why do so many official forces stand up to speak for Vanguard? This is a murder case. Shouldn’t they remain cautious before the truth is ascertained? When did Luo’s network become so strong, there must be something I didn’t know about. “

He thought about it, but still could n’t figure it out: “This Yan Quanling just cracked the Ma You murder case. Reasonably, should n’t he hate the stranger like Ma You who kills everywhere with special ability? Why? How could he defend Van Gogh? How dare he poke this matter directly to the top floor, and really **** got a special release order? “

Some things are more confusing, and Zhang Yang soon realizes that he may have missed some key news. Fangaro and Minister Yan, as well as the high-level, are not just cooperative relations, but should also have closer interests.

But what kind of bond can match the potion developed by myself? Zhang Yang couldn’t figure it out, so he felt more aggrieved.

However, he dare to guarantee 100% that the three videos are real, and there must be no flaws in the above, and he can’t catch the real murderer. Because the real murderer was originally “Van Gallo”, and that face was placed there, and Van Gaal could not wash this stain all his life.

As long as he still has suspicions on his body, he will be afraid of him one day, and even find a way to deal with him. A powerful, difficult-to-control person with no weaknesses and stains is difficult to survive in a world where ordinary people are everywhere.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang finally twisted his face and grinned eerily.

At this time, Meng Zhong rushed into his house with a group of policemen and showed a summons to let him go to the police station.

Zhang Yang is now an official person. Naturally, he will not clash with the police. He smirks while wearing a coat: “Meng Bureau, I haven’t seen you for a long time. I heard that you have been mixed up recently. Why are you calling me ? I haven’t committed anything. “

Meng Zhong looked around the living room and found that Chang Qi and others not only left the Green River Research Institute safely, but also became Zhang Yang’s personal bodyguard. He was relaxed in his heart and secretly laughed at the end. It is said that people have their own ambitions, and it is only now that he understands that this sentence is really **** right. Who could have imagined that the brotherhood that was once born and dying was upset for a small potion?

“If you have committed a crime, you know it yourself. We are asking you to cooperate with the investigation this time. When you get there, you will naturally understand the situation.” Meng Zhong pushed Zhang Yang, but did not push it.

Several of Chang Qi lowered their heads and ironed their lips. The warriors who were once extremely powerful, and genetically optimized races that were born with unique talents, are no longer the case in their eyes.

Meng Zhong: …

Damn it! How much medicine did Zhang Yang take and how many strangers did he eat? How does it feel like an iron tower?

Zhang Yang smiled softly and shook his head helplessly, then strode toward the door. No matter what these people find him doing, he is not sullen. If they could grasp his handle, it would not be such an expression of wanting to get rid of him and holding him in vain.

This black pot, Fangallo is determined. Although he has a proof of absence, after this time, Zhang Yang can still play the same game without his defense. The old method doesn’t matter, as long as it works.

The public’s doubts about Van Gogh were not completely dispelled. Instead, a seed of suspicion was secretly buried in the heart. When something similar happened in the future, it would quickly take root and sprout and grow into a towering tree. Counting the chances of dying of Van Gogh, there will be more in the future.

With such thoughts, Zhang Yang’s mood has been very relaxed.

As soon as they walked into the investigation team ’s office, a technician ran in with a report and was surprised: “The blood left by the murderer at the crime scene is not human blood or animal blood, it is a volatile and destructive Very strong liquid, we can’t detect DNA data. “

The person in charge glanced at Zhang Yang secretly, and said coldly: “Go and sample Van Gogh, such a special blood, you can find the source without comparing the DNA.”

“Okay, let’s go to collect samples at once.” The technician ran back to the laboratory to get the tool.

Zhang Yangping often glanced at the person in charge, then lowered his eyes to hide the smile in his pupils. Because he knew that people like them, the blood in their bodies is no longer blood, and there is no DNA to compare. As long as these people take away the blood of Van Gogh, they must be able to correspond to the characteristics of the blood he left behind.

Who can think that such a special blood will appear in a group of people at the same time? This is precisely the iron evidence of the death of Van Gogh.

Under the leadership of Meng Zhong, Zhang Yang walked into an interrogation room, full of pride and madness that the plan was about to achieve. Where would he pay attention to the surrounding environment? When he was awakened by the sound of closing the door and looking up, he found that Van Gogh was sitting on the innermost side of the room, glancing at himself dimly.

There was a beam of bright light above his head, but there were shadows around him, his skin was almost transparent and his eyes were like a dark abyss.

“Sit.” He took the command for granted.

Zhang Yang planted the abyss at one end and walked past him in a muddle. He sat down opposite him and woke up abruptly with a cold chair on his butt. He asked sharply, “How are you?”

“Why can’t it be me?” Fangallo’s fingertips moved slightly, and the vast magnetic field was like a beast with open teeth, slowly separating from him, lurking in the light, lurking in the shadow, and even lurking in Zhang Yang In my heart, sipping my teeth, licking my lips, staring at me, I was just about to move.

This invisible deterrence is more frightening than the confrontation between real swords and real guns. Zhang Yang stood up with his legs kicked, and strode toward the door, shouting angrily: “What does it mean that Meng Zhong kept me and you together? Is the communique private enmity? I want to complain! I came to cooperate with the police investigation , Not to face a murderer! “

When he turned around, he discovered that there was a vending machine in this narrow interrogation room. The cartoon-shaped body and brilliant colors were out of tune with the dark and obscure place. It stood at the door, and a dashed frame of a person’s head was shaking on the shiny screen, with a line of text next to it-please brush your face when shopping.

Zhang Yang looked dumbfounded, but kept on walking. He was about to cross the vending machine and touched the door handle. His body was blocked by an invisible wall. The impact was a bit cruel, making his nose faintly red and his face twisted with pain.

Van Gogh turned to look at the wall on the left, and there was a round wall clock hanging there. The hour and minute hands were pointing at 3:30.

At the same time, the hula of the 6752 live broadcast room on the XX platform flooded hundreds of thousands of people, and every second passed, the number of people would increase by thousands or even tens of thousands. Fortunately, the platform has already made sufficient preparations, which did not cause the server to crash.

Everyone wants to know who did the three tragedies and why there are two Van Goghs in the world.

At half past three, two black figures appeared on the original black screen. One of them was sitting on the ground, and the other was pounding the air hard, and he looked crazy.

[Is this crazy person Zhang Yang? The most handsome second generation? ] Netizens soon recognized Zhang Yang.

【It’s him! Why would he stay with Van Gogh in a live broadcast room? The murderer? 】

This question is probably what everyone wants to ask.

Van Gogh seemed to hear everyone’s doubts, so he slowly said: “It’s you who killed.”

Netizens in the live room :! ! !

Police officer standing in the observation room 😕 ? ?

The person in charge realized that Zhang Yang was trapped, and immediately ordered someone to open the door of the interrogation room to rescue, but found that even so, they could only watch Zhang Yang struggling like a trapped beast in this long and narrow room through an indestructible air .

He screamed, roared, kicked, beaten, but it was useless, but hurt himself. A few minutes ago, he was a decently dressed young man; a few minutes later, he was messy and sweaty, and he looked like he was rolling a few times on the ground.

The person in charge released the power to attack this layer of air, but was injured internally by the magnetic field that bounced back.

His teeth were loosened and he almost vomited blood. When he raised his eyes, he saw that Van Gogh was still sitting in his position, so lazy and comfortable. It seemed like an easy task for him to lay such an unbreakable barrier and isolate everyone.

Until this time, the person in charge realized faintly that even if he had a strange ability, he entered another level and became a higher-level living body that is different from mortal. It is still at the bottom of the food chain.

Take a look at Zhang Yang, who is in awkward eyes, and then look back at Su Fengxi, who is so dead, Ma You, who kneels and confessed to the people of the whole country, and Tianshui disciples who have been demolished all Taoist concepts … These people, who are so arrogant and arrogant, will be shot down into the abyss.

The person in charge swallowed blood and gave up rescue.

Seeing these people helplessly going backwards, Zhang Yang bowed his head and Zhang Yang realized that he could not escape. He wiped the corners of his mouth, straightened his curly hair again, then turned around and scornfully smiled: “You said I was the murderer? Then do you have any evidence?”

“The evidence will be there, but it will only take some time.” Van Gaal reached out and politely invited: “Sit down, let’s wait together.”

“Okay, I’ll wait with you.” Zhang Yangman thought he wanted to trap himself here, and then asked those of Meng Zhong to go outside to find evidence, and he felt relieved.

The most conclusive evidence is the face of Vanguard, and if this cannot be overturned, Meng Zhong and they will not toss about any splashes.

Zhang Yang also sat down on the ground, his long legs overlapped, his toes shook back and forth, and he looked very comfortable. It’s a pity that he kicked the space fiercely just now, and broke the tip of the shoe. This kind of pendulum made his downcast and embarrassed nowhere to hide.

Fangallo’s eyes looked at his uneven torn toes along his dusty pants. Without saying a word, he just raised his eyebrows slightly. The superiority created by elegance and casualness naturally came naturally. The ground emerged, in stark contrast to Zhang Yang’s bluff.

Zhang Yang’s swaying toes stiffened in the air.

Standing in the observation room, Song Rui pressed his fist to his lips and coughed gently.

Meng Zhong did not have the good manners as he did, pointing across the mirror and scolding with a smile: “You see this stupid!”

The audience in the live room also watched music, but still suspected: [Zhang Yang is the murderer? How can it be! The video clearly shows the face of Van Gogh! 】

[Vatican teacher never lied. Let’s wait and see. 】

So this was five days and five nights. The people in the live broadcast room went away and came back, but they only saw the two sitting face to face without saying a word, like they turned into two statues. Even more frightening is that they did not eat anything or drink a drop of water during this period, but were able to stay awake.

However, there is still a difference between the two, and the difference is very big.

Van Gogh is still that handsome, lazy and relaxed look. Zhang Yang’s cheeks were deeply sunken, and his skin became rough and dry at a speed visible to the naked eye, and stretched tightly on the bone shelf. He was significantly thinner by a large circle, and the original fitted suit was now hanging empty, as if it would be scattered as soon as it was pulled.

Fangalo put his hand in front of his face, whispering while sensing, “That kind of medicine causes your body cells to burn and regenerate continuously, and then reborn. Your metabolism speed is dozens or even hundreds of times that of ordinary people. Replenish enough energy, you will age to become a dead bone, but because of the stranger’s physique, there is always a breath. You can’t die, you can’t live, how can you describe your appearance at that time? Let me think miss you–“

Fangalo withdrew his hand and chuckled with a smile: “Old monster, does this name apply to you?”

The words “Old Monster” are undoubtedly Zhang Yang’s pain points, piercing his sensitive nerve like a sharp arrow. He was the most afraid and the most repulsive, which was tantamount to being an old monster. He stood up suddenly, wanting to attack Van Gogh, but he saw himself in the mirror by the afterglow of his eyes.

The deep sunken eyes and cheeks outlined his handsome face into a skeleton; his arms extended from the sleeve of his shirt, as thin as two dead branches; his skin was scorched and waxy, wrinkled with wrinkles The old monster he hated the most was like that! In just five days, he became a skeleton!

He was terrified in his heart, and his weak body fell back before stabilizing.

He needs energy, a lot of energy!

The impatient netizens who were waiting impatiently saw Zhang Yang’s horror and couldn’t help but be shocked. It took a long time before he used a trembling hand to write a line of panic-stricken text: [Look quickly! Is Zhang Yang, who is thin and disfigured, very similar to the ghost that made three massacres? I really believe in Van Gogh now! 】