"I regret it a little."

After returning home, Yan Xiaobei hit the wall with his head hard. Damn, why are you acting so carefree? That is a magical artifact made by the Seer tribe, and it is extremely magical.

No matter what kind of guardian or custodian is, as long as you nod your head and agree, the cliff can rush to the third level.

Even the fourth class is not a luxury.

Just nodding, you can have the power to sweep the entire earth.

Damn, I refused so much, and I regretted it to death.

"Stop being a fool, what are you doing if you really make you a guardian?"

"Don't do it."

Hearing the monkey girl's unhappy greetings, Yan Xiaobei answered very decisively. The genius was willing to hand over his life to an unreliable artifact. Even if his power is strong, he will lose nothing.

This is how people always regret something useless.

If you really want to make up for this regret, you don’t go. This is the most direct manifestation of what humans call a contradictory collective.

Yan Xiaobei stayed at home for a few days, and Rosa Mier called him.

“Finally found.”

"What was found?" Yan Xiaobei asked.

"The whereabouts of Wilde's heart in the Pacific Ocean."

When Yan Xiaobei heard this, he was shocked, "I found it, it's great, where is it?"

These days, Rosa Mier has found someone and determined which satellites patrolled the Pacific Ocean in the past few days, and has hacked into these satellites, and has drawn up the scenes taken by the satellites. Finally, she found who secretly took Wilde's heart.

Yan Xiaobei hurried to Rosa Mier's house and found that she was talking to a man.

Yan Xiaobei walked over. Rosa Mier stood up and pointed at the man and introduced to Yan Xiaobei: "My friend, Black Angel."

The man was about twenty-seven or eight years old. His face was a little pale. He probably hadn't seen the paleness of the sun for a long time. His bones were slender and he had no muscles. He was a technical resident.

He was wearing a pair of white glasses and a pen on his ears. He looked a little cynical, but his pupils were shining with splendor. Although his body was not very good, he was very excited.

"Hello, Black Angel is my online name. As you can see, I am a hacker and I'm happy to know you."

"So too, I'm Charia Huddafelt."

"I know you, the Earl of the Empire, it's really unimaginable that I would actually talk to an earl face to face." He rubbed his hands with some excitement and laughed.

"In front of you, there is also an earl and a seventh knight." Yan Xiaobei joked.

"I know, so I'm very excited, really excited."

"The polite words end here, let's get to the point." Yan Xiaobei said.

The black angel nodded, snapped his fingers, sat on the sofa, and played with a mini computer a few times. A ray of light came out of the mini computer and turned into a projection.

Four blonde men appeared.

"These four people are you looking for." The black angel pointed to the four people and said, "I found them after hacking into a satellite from the United States. They are not masters, nor are they professionals who salvage the remains of the sea. But a group of sailors."

"Pearson Hall, Hoover Taylor, Belt Dart, and Jans Turner." The Black Angel pointed at the four people and introduced them one by one.

"They were sailors of a luxury yacht, employed by a rich man, whose daily job was to maintain the yacht. On the day of the incident, they drove the yacht somewhere in the Pacific Ocean for a while, and after salvaging something on the bottom of the sea, they left that place."

"The day after the incident ended, the four people disappeared and disappeared silently. A few days later, someone found Pearson Hall's body near the beach. After calling the police, the police who arrived inspected the body and found that the man was killed and threw the body to the beach. The near the beach was not the first point of the murder."

The Black Angel retrieved this report and the police's autopsy report, which is definitely internal information, but for hackers, if they hack into the police station, these information can be easily obtained.

The Black Angel continued: "This matter is not over yet. The day after Pearson's death, Hoover Taylor's body was found. He was lying naked in the trash can. He had sex before his death. According to the autopsy report, this guy actually caused myocardial infarction because he was too many times overnight."

Yan Xiaobei really doesn't know how to complain about this strange way of death.

This is embarrassing.

However, Pearson and Hoover died one after another. Will the remaining two people also...

"You're right." Seeing Yan Xiaobei's face, the Black Angel guessed what he thought and nodded with certainty. "The third day after Pearson's death, the second day after Hoover's death, another person, Belt Dart's death, was the simple cause of death. He was pushed down from the 32nd floor building, and fell objects from a high altitude, and it turned into a mess."

Yan Xiaobei browed frivolously and asked, "Who pushed him down?"

"Jense Turner." said the Black Angel.

"Then someone else."

"Dead."

Yan Xiaobei's heart sank, and he said intently, and asked, "How did you die?"

"Jumping off a building and committing suicide."

The Black Angel brought up a photo, which was filled with two stalls of meat paste, not far away, about ten meters away. "After Jens pushed Belt down, he jumped off the building not long after, and died completely."

Yan Xiaobei can be determined, but the deaths of these four people are basically inseparable from Murphytos.

Unfortunately, when these four people died, all the clues were cut off.

It is not easy to find Murphytos.

He is worthy of being a veteran demon, doing it so cleanly, Yan Xiaobei turned his head and looked at Rosa Mier and asked what to do now?

Rosa Mier said, "I thought of someone."

"who?"

"The owner of the yacht."

The black angel immediately beat on the computer and retrieved the information of the yacht owner, "The owner of the yacht is an Arab named Tim. He is very rich and does an oil business. His annual profit is at least one billion meters. This is pure profit, and he is a famous rich man."

After a pause, the Black Angel said again: "Not only is rich, but he is also very romantic. He has a beautiful woman in the golden house. At least thirty or forty women are guided by his money. He occasionally holds unobstructed meetings with these women. He likes to go to high-end places. There are also several wives from different internationals in Arabia. Simply put, a typical rich man and a winner in life."
Chapter completed!