Chapitre 7: 7
Fang Xiu opened his phone that had been turned off and threw it on the table, taking out what he had obtained from the white killer.
"Wallet, cell phone, watch!"
"Plus a pistol, a sniper rifle, and an electric car!"
Except for the electric car parked downstairs, all five things were lined up in front of Fang Xiu. The gun was packed in the takeaway box, and Fang Xiu also saw spare pistol magazines and bullets in it.
Fang Xiu first picked up the other party's mobile phone. In this era, the mobile phone records the habits of a person and everything in the circle of life. If you want to find any clues, the mobile phone is definitely the fastest.
However, Fang Xiu found that the other party's mobile phone chain was not locked, there was nothing inside, no contacts, no text messages, no photos, and even the software was original, and there was no sign of logging in. It was clean as if it were from a mobile phone shop. The same as the one just taken out.
"Could it be that there are two systems, one is the usually used system and the other is the encrypted system?" Fang Xiu took a look at this unbranded smartphone, and thought that this might be very big, so he decided to find someone to look at it later.
There are two thousand yuan in the wallet, three cards, nothing to prove identity, a blue bank card that Fang Xiu can't recognize, an elegant DW and bank card number on the front, and the bank's phone number and website on the back. I did a search, but I didn't find the name of this bank at all, let alone this website.
The next card looks more mysterious, with a black vortex on the back and a one-eyed one on the front. Nothing is written, and it doesn't know what it is.
The last card was a bar card. The card was red, but it was not the usual red. At first glance, Fang Xiu felt that this color was the same color as the blood gushing from the white killer's neck. Dark and blood-red oozing.
There are four words "Brown Sugar Bar" written on it in Chinese. The LOGO is a black candy, but Fang Xiu looks more like a lip print.
"No. 103, Zhongxi Road, Shanghe District!" Fang Xiu wrote down the address and decided to check this place later. The card of this bar was carried with him by the white killer, indicating that he would either go to such a bar frequently, or this bar had something special. No matter what kind of place, it is worth seeing for Fang Xiu.
Fang Xiu threw away the wallet, and put the money and card into his pocket together.
After fiddling with it, Fang Xiu picked up a pistol. This is a Glock 17 pistol. It is secured on the trigger. It can be found at a glance. It is very handsome. Fang Xiu usually likes to watch gunfight movies, but it still It's the first time I met and saw such a real guy.
Fang Xiu opened the insurance again, held a gun in both hands, aiming at the sky outside the window, and then made a gun-like sound from his mouth: "Bang!" After
playing, Fang Xiu put it away contentedly, leaving the white monster killer behind. Everything was sorted out, and I started my next exploration again.
He found a pen in the room and took out a note book from his loose jeans.
Fang Xiu doesn't keep a diary, but he likes to record some important things to prevent himself from forgetting. He doesn't use his cell phone to record such things. In contrast, he prefers notebooks, perhaps because of the habits he developed when he was a child. All are more organized.
Fang Xiu recalled his dreams last night, the circumstances of his death and the huge silver clock in the white space, and analyzed his strange abilities little by little, as the basis for his ability to kill the opponent in adversity. It is more likely that Fang Xiu will depend on it for survival in the future, and it is necessary for Fang Xiu to figure out everything about this strange ability and the silver clock in him.
"1. Silver Clock
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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