It takes five minutes to eat the soul frying, but it takes a whole day to refine it.

It was already evening when Qin Yuan returned to the dormitory.

As soon as he saw Qin Yuan, Ye Shaobei came up and gave Qin Yuan a big bear hug.

Then, Ye Shaobei said happily: "Qin Yuan, you are indeed a lucky person and a god! I am also worried that you will be retaliated by the Yuan family and son, but as a result, the Yuan family and son are all dead! Now the masters under him have returned to Tianjin, and now the Tianjin port is in chaos!"

"Are Yuan's father and son dead?" Qin Yuan pretended to be surprised at the right time.

Ye Shaobei nodded repeatedly: "Yes, why don't you say you are the son of destiny with great luck!"

After chatting for a few more words, Qin Yuan found that Ye Shaobei was alone in the dormitory and couldn't help but ask, "Where is Li Yunshi?"

"He? He made an appointment for a secret technique training room for a month, and probably wasn't in the dormitory this month." Ye Shaobei curled his lips, and then said a little lonely, "I envy you so much. My current comprehensive assessment points can't even afford the three-day secret technique training room. Those tasks are hard and tiring!

well!

Qin Yuan, why do you have to put a limit on spending money?"

This problem will stump Qin Yuan.

Ye Shaobei sighed, and a little bit of expression appeared on his face: "I have spent a lot of effort now, and my vitality has finally reached 90 o'clock. It seems that it is not far from skin training, and I can finally catch up with everyone's progress.

To be honest, if my dad saw me working so hard, wouldn’t he be rewarded with a villa in Yujing? Add a supercar?

By the way, Qin Yuan, how much vitality are you now? Are you already practicing bones?"

When Qin Yuan heard Ye Shaobei’s question, he did not answer directly. He was afraid that the newly rejuvenated spirit in Ye Shaobei’s eyes would disappear.

Qin Yuan changed the topic with just one casual sentence.

After saying a few more words to Ye Shaobei, Qin Yuan returned to his room.

In this spacious room, Qin Yuan took out a grip ball from the storage bag.

Raise your hand slightly.

Bang!

Qin Yuan didn't even exert much force, and the small ball instantly exploded into powder.

"Is this the power of 1800 vitality?"

Qin Yuan's eyes were filled with surprise.

Qin Yuan’s current vitality is 180 times that of ordinary adults.

Using another world-wide universal supernatural force measurement unit "Captain America", to calculate, Qin Yuan is now equivalent to 45 Captain America.

Qin Yuan was not in a hurry to eat Takiguchi Katsuto's demon soul sorrow. He planned to eat it in the secret training room with excellent privacy to see if it had any miraculous effects.

Turning on the computer, Qin Yuan looked at his homepage, then entered a string of mysterious codes at the URL, and started today's online surfing.

The next day.

Qin Yuan had just arrived at the secret training room, but he saw two police officers.

"Hello, Qin Yuan, we are from the Serious Case Group 7 of the Police Department. Because there are two cases here, you need to have a simple routine question. Please cooperate with me."

The two policemen were very friendly.

Qin Yuan was surprised, but his face was full of surprise.

"May I ask, have you ever had a conflict with Murong Yuanying?" One police officer began to ask, while the other turned on the law enforcement recorder.

Qin Yuan said: "It's not a conflict, it's just that he came to our Yujing University for martial arts exchanges, and I defeated him."

The policeman nodded, and then asked after a brief record: "Also, we have recorded that on September 22, you stopped a Ferrari 488 model with a license plate with an e2b222, and had a physical conflict with its owner Yuan Maocheng, right?"

"At that time, I saw this car dragging the traffic police and called the traffic police a cute policeman, so I went forward to do my best to show my courage." Qin Yuan nodded and spoke as rigorously.

The police officer recorded it again and said, "That night, I saw you and Yuan Maocheng appear together with the os bar. Is this true?"

"Yes, my roommate Ye Shaobei was afraid that the conflict between me and Yuan Maocheng would escalate, so he invited a few friends to make peace with us, and we did expose this matter." Qin Yuan said.

The police officer recorded again.

Qin Yuan asked knowingly, "What's wrong with Yuan Maocheng? I've been addicted to cultivation these days and turned a blind eye to the things outside the window."

The policeman said helplessly: "Yuan Maocheng is already the deceased."

The police officer holding the law enforcement recorder also sighed and said, "It's not just Yuan Maocheng, but on the night of September 22, Yuan Maocheng and his father were both killed in the villa at home?"

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, with a little concern: "The deceased? The deceased was not injured, right?"

"..." The two policemen were a little confused. The deceased was not injured. What the hell is this?

Qin Yuan greeted the middle-aged woman who suddenly appeared and respectfully said hello.

Meng Jimei glanced at Qin Yuan and said, "Class Qin Yuan, the time you made an appointment in the secret training room has been wasted for five minutes. I hope you don't continue to waste it."

Qin Yuan glanced at the two police officers, and the two police officers immediately said: "We have finished asking, classmate Qin Yuan, go and practice quickly."

Qin Yuan walked towards the secret technique training room.

"Hello, Professor Meng!" The two policemen bowed deeply to Meng Jimei. They had already learned the identity of the middle-aged woman from the old man from Chaoyang.

Meng Jimei glanced at the two of them: "Where am I a professor? I am not worthy! Call me Officer Meng!"

"Professor Meng, you are joking. You are respectful. First, you tear up the face of Prime Minister Fusang, leaving his hypocritical face nowhere to rest. Later, you drive away the international students who have occupied the resources of Chinese students in vain. If all the professors in the world are like you, why worry about my China!" The police officer who is good at fishing has obviously seen the world. Not only did he say something that made Meng Jimei smile, but even his colleagues next to him were shocked.

Meng Jimei looked at the police officer with a smile and said, "Very good, what's your name?"

"My name is Bian Chenggang, the second-level police inspector of the Police Department."

"I remember you. If you have something to do in the future, report my name. If my name doesn't work, just call me! Let's see who is so disrespectful to me!" Meng Jimei said a word and continued to go to the appointment office to wear sweaters.

Bian Chenggang glanced at the appointment office and silently placed the number on his mobile phone.

The two walked out of Yujing University and just got into the police car.

A strange look suddenly appeared on Bian Chenggang's face, and he said, "The deceased was not injured, right?"

The colleague was confused and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Why did you do by learning Professor Meng's nonsense words?"

"I said that Yuan Maocheng was the deceased at that time, and Professor Meng Jimei asked the deceased whether he was injured, right? This sentence sounds strange, but the fact is that Yuan Maocheng was indeed not injured! Will Professor Meng know something?"
Chapter completed!