This is afternoon time.

City center, polling bureau compound.

Zhang Quanyou had been dealing with supernatural events for a day and dragged his exhausted body to the door.

Behind him were Gao Yao and Wang Ping.

and another captain.

And at this moment.

suddenly……

Zhang Quanyou paused and sniffed.

"Wait a minute, it smells like blood..."

The expressions of the others changed slightly. This is the temporary office of the Polling Bureau in Anzhou. What's going on? The smell of human blood?

Is someone dead?

"Captain Zhang, what do you smell?"

Zhang Quanyou squinted his eyes, and a flash of shock suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Something happened to Captain Feng!!!"

"What?!!"

"Captain Feng!!"

Several people's expressions changed drastically.

Zhang Quanyou rushed directly into the courtyard.

The courtyard was already full of people, and many comrades from the polling bureau were waiting.

Zhang Quanyou's eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth and said, "What happened to Captain Feng?"

even though.

Zhang Quanyou and Captain Feng are not lovers, nor do they have any ambiguous relationship, but they are friends who grew up together after all. His subordinate Xiao Feng is also Captain Feng's sister.

Since we have this relationship, we naturally attach great importance to it.

Song Ming said with a cold face: "Captain Feng is in Mr. Tang's room. The situation is very serious."

Upon hearing this.

Zhang Quanyou pushed away everyone and went on a rampage.

Not long after.

Then he came to Tang Yuanqing's room.

Before he opened the door, Tang Yuanqing's calm voice sounded from behind the door: "It's all there, come in."

Eee.

The door opened immediately.

The door opens automatically.

Zhang Quan took a closer look and saw Captain Feng lying on the bed, covered in blood.

Mr. Han and Mr. Xu stood worriedly aside.

Tang Yuanqing touched Captain Feng's forehead and said: "The situation is temporarily stable. We can't lose our lives. We just don't know when we will wake up."

Zhang Quanyou walked in, clenched his fists, and said coldly: "What's going on?"

Mr. Xu frowned: "Yes, please calm down."

Zhang Quanyou's lips trembled slightly: "Yes."

Mr. Han sighed: "An hour ago, Xiao Feng was found covered in blood in Anlu District, but he hasn't woken up until now. I'm afraid he encountered an extremely scary ghost."

Zhang Quanyou gritted his teeth and said: "Captain Feng's strength is no match for ordinary monsters. Even the monster with the ability to move ghosts cannot kill her. What kind of ghosts can hurt her like this?"

Although Captain Feng only killed two life-seeking ghosts.

But as the old man's granddaughter, the polling bureau will naturally have resources at its disposal, and she has a lot of supernatural items.

Mr. Xu glanced at Zhang Quanyou and said calmly: "She may be a burial person, but no one knows the specific situation. After she was brought back by our people, all the supernatural items on her body have been exhausted and destroyed.

."

Zhang Quanyou was stunned: "Buried person?"

Mr. Xu looked a little complicated: "I don't know."

Zhang Quanyou asked: "How could it be unclear? If she encountered that kind of terrifying ghost, she would definitely notify the polling bureau to establish a file. How could she be unclear?"

"No files."

Tang Yuanqing frowned, as if he was a little upset by the noise, and said: "I have already checked, and there is no file record at all. No one knows what happened to her before she woke up."

Tang Yuanqing tried to use the power of retrospection to explore what happened at that time.

But I found that it was of no use at all.

There is no way to go back.

In other words, the existence that injured Captain Feng may be related to the owner of the tomb.

Zhang Quanyou gritted his teeth and said, "I can smell ghosts. I'll go there."

Mr. Xu and Mr. Han immediately scolded him.

"Stupid, what will happen if you go?"

"Wait with peace of mind."

Zhang Quanyou felt aggrieved and said, "Wait? Another ghost almost killed me. How can I feel at ease?"

When Tang Yuanqing saw this, he said with a cold face: "Just wait if I ask you to wait. Is this your business?"

Actually.

Tang Yuanqing already had some ideas in his mind.

It is impossible for Captain Feng not to create a file when encountering a scary ghost, because that is the regulation of the polling bureau.

Or it's too late.

Either the file has been erased.

And under the current situation, this kind of thing is very likely to happen.

Tang Yuanqing is going to die.

But what if someone thinks that there is still a chance that he is alive?

Inferring from this, one can naturally draw a disgusting conclusion.

Zhang Quanyou was very angry, took a deep look at the unconscious Captain Feng, turned around and rushed out, never looking back.

“Everything!!”

Mr. Xu was furious and said to Mr. Tang Yuanqing and Mr. Han: "Look at him, look at what he looks like now? He just killed the life-seeking ghost for the first time and is disobedient? Do you think he is a person?"

"

Mr. Han said helplessly: "If you were him, you would do the same thing. Don't forget about Qianqian."

Mr. Xu's expression suddenly darkened.

On the side, Tang Yuanqing's eyes were calm.

Qianqian was his granddaughter and died tragically during Zhang Quanyou and Captain Liu's operation against Sister Hong and the Water Ghost.

The pain of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man away had already overwhelmed Tang Yuanqing.

Even now, I still can't face it calmly.

I can only pretend as if nothing happened.

Mr. Han also realized that he shouldn't say that, so he changed the subject and said, "I'm so impulsive. Is he really looking for the ghost that hurt Xiao Feng?"

Tang Yuanqing said calmly: "No, I have watched Quanyou grow up, and I know his character very well. Even if he has thousands of grievances in his heart, he will not disobey his elders."

Mr. Han breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good."

After saying that, he hesitated for a while and asked: "Yuan Qing, this matter is so strange. Do you think it was those old guys who did it?"

Tang Yuanqing did not answer.

He looked outside the door and saw the dim sky, so depressing and low.

…

After Zhang Quanyou left the room.

I went back to my room alone, opened the drawer, took out a bottle of liquor, and poured it into my mouth.

Soon, all the liquor was consumed.
To be continued...