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Chapter 13 Goblin Store(1/2)

Shang Guoan came to the location of the crime scene informed by his colleagues.

A man with glasses ran over.

"Cargoyle, the incident happened suddenly, and I've disturbed you to rest."

Shang Guoan waved his hand and said indifferently.

"It's okay, I've been used to this industry for a long time. Take me to see the crime scene."

"good."

Glasses brought Shang Guoan to the crime scene.

He looked at the corpse in front of him and frowned slightly.

This is the body of a woman.

To be precise, this is not a normal corpse, but a mummy.

Her body seemed to have been dried, and her skin and bones were tightly stuck together.

On the body, a playing card was quietly lying on the body - Block Seven.

Shang Guoan picked up the playing cards and glanced at them, cursing.

"Damn it's the third time this month."

"What a beast!"

When Shang Guoan saw the playing card of Block 7, he knew that it was a serial murder case.

They are both the same murderer as the first two murders.

Because of this information, they have never disclosed it to the outside world!

"Is the surveillance still the same? Is there anything special?"

"Yeah, just like before."

His eyes nodded and his face was solemn.

"The surveillance camera can't capture anything."

"The murderer seemed to be like a ghost, without entity."

"But judging from the surveillance of the victim's home, she could see the murderer, but for some reason, the surveillance camera could not be captured."

Shang Guoan lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

"What do you say about the person above?"

"They said that they will send people from new units to help us solve this case in the next few days."

"What unit?"

"404 Bureau of Investigation."

......

After dinner, Fang Ze washed the dishes as usual.

He chatted with Shang Muxue and his daughter for a while before returning home.

But he was not in a hurry to enter the game.

Now he plans to practice his shooting skills first.

Otherwise, it would be useless to get the [Flintlock Spear].

It is a trivial matter if you fail to hit the enemy, but it is a big matter if you hit your teammates.

After all, "The Death Spire" is not completely gamified.

No matter how big the AOE is, it will never hit the opponent.

"But the question is, where can I practice."

After thinking about it, Fang Ze only thought of one location - the park.

Yes, that's right.

Just go and play balloons.

This is already the best way he can think of to train his shooting skills.

At least it is much better than driving a chicken to practice gun pressing on the Internet.

......

The next day.

Fang Ze came to the park to play balloons.

After 500 yuan of high-intensity training, he finally reached the level of hitting every shot.

At least when using a toy gun.

Originally, he planned to make an extra 500 yuan and make a complete move.

But the boss almost stepped on the inflator for the balloon, and cried and begged Fang Ze to leave quickly.

Only then did he end his training and torture his boss.

"After the attributes were improved, I had a significant improvement in my body's manipulation level."

"Maybe this is also the reason why you can quickly improve your marksmanship."

According to some posts on the forum.

The single attribute data that a strong adult can achieve is 10 points.

Now Fang Ze's attributes have surpassed those of strong adults and are at the level of special forces.

If you upgrade a few more levels, you will break the limits of human beings and become a little superman.

After returning home, Fang Ze filled his stomach.

After sitting on the toilet for another 20 minutes, adjusting his physical condition to the best, he entered the game again.

His position is still the last time he was off the line.

On the path leading to the village.

And at this time, it was still night.

"As the post says, there is only night on the first floor."

By the moonlight.

Fang Ze came to the village.

Tavern, village chief’s house, church, hotel...

Fang Ze should remember the location of each store as much as possible.

And he found that although there are players in the village, there are not many players.

It's just single digits.

This is understandable.

After all, staying here for an extra minute will cost a huge price. Obviously, few people are willing to have fun in the village.

Soon, he found the goblin store selling magic cards mentioned on the forum.

"Cook Goblin Magic Card Shop."

“The price is affordable, and you are welcome to buy it.”

Fang Ze glanced at the sign standing at the door and pushed the door open.

In the store, two players are bargaining.

"Boss Cook, isn't it too expensive? You want me to have a first-level three-star monster card for 4 years? Didn't it be 3 years before?"

"Boss, it's cheaper, these cards are useless, they'll have less life span?"

Boss Cook is an old goblin.

Green skin all over the body, sharp ears and long eyes.

Although she was wearing a suit, she was still full of the aura of a profiteer.

He waved his hands impatiently.

"If you like to buy or not, that's the point."

"Who told you to come late? All the good cards were bought by the people in front of you."

Ghost Cook is not speaking any language on earth.

But Fang Ze could understand it. Perhaps while entering the game, they gained the ability to automatically understand languages ​​in another world.

The two looked at each other.
To be continued...
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