The next morning.

A motorcycle made a roaring sound and stopped in front of a blocked apartment building.

What got out of the car was a man wearing sunglasses. He was wearing black clothes, his breath was cold, his face was slightly pale, and he looked a little different.

"I have to work overtime so early in the morning, and I don't get overtime pay. It's really difficult."

Gao Ming muttered, not loudly, but the assistant next to him heard it clearly.

As we all know.

Gao Ming is a well-known person who works from 9 to 5, takes weekends off, and takes breaks on holidays. In his view, work is work, life is life, and he will never give up life just because of work.

"There are still some survivors inside, but for safety reasons no one has been sent in. Everything is waiting for you to handle."

A person in charge of sealing this place came over and reported.

Gao Ming said: "It seems that Yang Jian really doesn't intend to handle things here easily. Why don't we make the distinction so clearly? He is also the captain after all, so he doesn't know how to take care of this poor guy like me."

He had a headache. According to his idea, Yang Jian settled the place last night and then went through the motions by himself.

"Forget it, I'll go in and take a look. You can just continue to block this place." Gao Ming walked in reluctantly.

Actually.

After Yang Jian left with Miao Xiaoshan and the others last night, there were still people killed here. There were quite a few people who died, five or six of them one after another.

But compared with a real supernatural event, the damage is undoubtedly much smaller.

soon.

Gao Ming appeared in the stairwell. He saw a cold corpse. Judging from the condition of the corpse, it didn't look like it was killed by a ghost. It looked more like it accidentally fell to the ground while walking up the stairs. The posture was a bit awkward.

Strange, it happened to be that he broke his neck and cracked his head.

There was no residual supernatural power on the body.

Very clean.

"Did someone use supernatural power to kill people?" Gao Ming took off his sunglasses and wiped them with the corner of his clothes.

In the dim corridor, he revealed those strange eyes. No, it was not so much the eyes as the eye sockets, because there was no one in the eye sockets, empty and pitch black, like two bottomless eyes.

The abyss reveals extraordinary weirdness.

After Gao Ming polished his sunglasses, he put them on again.

Even though he has no eyes, he can see everything around him clearly like a normal person.

It's just that what appears in his eyes is different from what ordinary people see.

There is no color, everything is pitch black, but in this dark sight, everything has outlines and shapes... The only difference is that only supernatural power will appear in his eyes.

Different colors.

He saw Yang Jian yesterday.

The Yang Jian in his sight was not a normal living person, but several scarlet ghost eyes peering at him strangely, making him feel a huge pressure.

Yes.

The ghost eye with supernatural power is colored in his sight and can show its own color.

"Let's go to the upper floor and have a look." Gao Mingyou continued walking forward.

He soon saw another body.

It's a boy.

The boy's posture was also unique. He was clearly walking on the flat road in the aisle, but he still fell to death. His head fell down and his neck was broken. His death seemed like an accident.

The two corpses died so identically, which was obviously caused by supernatural power.

Gao Ming just observed the corpse briefly, then ignored it and continued moving forward.

There were traces of supernatural power in his eye sockets.

In the pitch-black sight, any appearance of supernatural power is like a light in the dark night, particularly eye-catching.

That's why he became the person in charge of this city, able to confirm supernatural phenomena anywhere in sight.

Under certain circumstances, Yang Jian's ghost eyes are not as good as his.

However, Gao Ming has always suspected that Yang Jian's ghost eye is one of his puzzle pieces. If he can get Yang Jian's ghost eye and put it into his eye socket, it may have unexpected effects.

But this is just a thought.

Gao Ming felt that as long as he showed such thoughts, he might die mysteriously the next day.

"I found the traces. They are quite deep."

Soon, after going around in circles, Gao Ming finally came to an inconspicuous apartment.

It seemed like no one had stayed here for a long time, and the door was closed.

"I am the person in charge of handling this supernatural incident. Open the door. I know you are inside. Don't hide. This place has been blocked. Without my order, this situation will continue. As an ordinary person, you are

Can’t get away.”

Gao Ming spoke and took a peek.

Although there are traces of supernatural phenomena, there is no sign of a ghost, only a living person hiding in the room.

But there was no movement in the apartment.

"Are you still taking chances? If I take action, the situation will be difficult to predict. Maybe you will die here." Gao Ming said.

He felt that there would be one less trouble and one less trouble.

You can use your mouth, but never your hands.

There was silence inside again.

After a while, the door opened.

A young man stood there, his face pale and haggard, very ugly. This appearance was obviously the traces left by supernatural erosion.

"Yang Zifeng, it is indeed you."

There was a hint of coldness in Gao Ming's smile: "After the previous investigation, I found that your body was the first one to appear, but the body disappeared afterward. I suspected that it was you who was responsible. You are young and capable enough."

How cruel, you killed so many people? Tell me, where did you come into contact with supernatural power?"

"It's best to be honest. I'm easy to talk to. If it were the same person yesterday who handled this matter, you would be dead now."

Yang Zifeng's eyes flickered as he looked at the stranger wearing sunglasses.

He was a little hesitant and a little afraid.

Because he sensed danger from Gao Ming, and he also understood that there were people in the city who were responsible for dealing with supernatural incidents, and Miao Xiaoshan's former high school classmate Yang Jian was one of them.

Each of these people is easy to deal with.

If you don't do it right, it could really kill people.

"Will nothing happen if I tell you?" Yang Zifeng said.

"If you don't say anything, something will happen."

Gao Ming said: "You are not a fool. You know that some people cannot be touched, otherwise Miao Xiaoshan would definitely die yesterday, but you probably didn't expect to lure Yang Jian here."

Yang Zifeng was silent for a moment, and then said: "I didn't want to kill female classmates, I killed some damn boys. Regarding Miao Xiaoshan, I was just curious about the candle in her hand, so I tested it. I heard

Guo Yang Jian is the same type of person as you, so I don’t want to provoke him."

"Damn boy? It seems like there's a vendetta." Gao Ming said with a smile: "I suddenly became interested, can you tell me something?"

"At a party, some boys got some girls drunk and took them back to the room. One of them was my girlfriend."

Although Yang Zifeng spoke calmly, he still couldn't help feeling angry.

"Those are wealthy and powerful people from the academic society. I can't do anything with them. This time they wanted to take this opportunity to play a supernatural game. They deliberately turned off the lights to scare the girls. They also wanted to trick the girls into entering their rooms. I simply took advantage of them.

This is an opportunity to turn the fake haunting into a real one. Kill these people."

"The first person to die was Zhao Yu, the president of the study association. I did it myself."

When he said this, there was a cold light in his eyes.

After killing someone, Yang Zifeng is no longer the ordinary student he was before. He has transformed and grown.

Gao Ming nodded: "The killing is very good, it can be regarded as getting rid of the harm."

Yang Zifeng looked at him in surprise: "Do you agree with what I'm doing?"

"Why don't you agree? There are so many scumbags these days. Sometimes I will secretly do some tricks while working."

Gao Ming grinned: "This feels good, right? Punishing evil and promoting good, I feel that what I am doing is right, it is very meaningful, and I feel like I have been sublimated and transformed."

"But no matter what you do, you have to pay a price. Yang Jian chooses to let you go, but I won't. After all, I have to work."

Now he understands why Yang Jian left yesterday.

Maybe Yang Jian thought that Yang Zifeng was doing the right thing, so he didn't want to get involved.
To be continued...