The dim sunshine in the sky gradually dimmed, and lights bloomed from the city. In the rows of high-rise residential buildings, the faint aroma of food echoed in the air.
Lin Qiye, wearing a dark red cloak, was sitting on the roof of a residential building. There were two black boxes beside him. The breeze blew through his temples. He looked at the lights of thousands of houses in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.
This time, he brought out both black boxes, not only because this was a collective action, but also if he used summoning magic in front of everyone, he would inevitably encounter some questioning afterwards. Instead of going through such twists and turns,
It's better to put in some effort and bring them out.
"Everyone, please report the situation." Chen Muye's voice came from the headset.
Wu Xiangnan: "There is nothing abnormal at surveillance point 1."
Hongying: "There is no abnormality at surveillance point 2."
After Hongying finished speaking, Lin Qiye gently opened the headset with his finger and said calmly: "There is nothing abnormal at surveillance point 3."
Immediately afterwards, there were reports from Wen Qimo, Si Xiaonan, and Leng Xuan.
Lin Qiye lowered his head and glanced at the Rolex in his hand. It was already 8:45 in the evening. It had been almost two hours since they arrived in the area in advance. During these two hours, there was nothing else except residents coming in and out of the community.
occur.
There are about seven hours left before the ceremony starts.
What kind of method will that mysterious bird use to complete this last sacrifice?
As time passed, the night got darker, and the surrounding lights dimmed one after another. Except for some dim lights on the road in the community, the neighborhood was plunged into darkness.
Lin Qiye lowered his head and looked at the time again.
12:58pm.
Four hours have passed and nothing unusual has happened.
At one o'clock in the morning, several people reported the situation again and fell into silence again.
Suddenly, Wen Qimo's phone vibrated slightly. He saw the number on the phone, hesitated for a moment, and answered the call.
"Xiao Hei, what happened?"
"…"
"What?" Wen Qimo's voice paused, and then continued, "I understand."
"…"
Wen Qimo hung up the phone and turned on the headset.
"Captain, something went wrong."
Chen Muye's voice immediately rang out from the headset, "What's wrong?"
"Do you remember the tavern where the fourth deceased worked? Just now Xiaohei called me and said that the owner of that tavern hastily booked the latest flight ticket out of Cangnan and headed to the airport."
"Is he leaving Cangnan?"
"Yes, and he looked very panicked. Xiao Hei called him as a police officer. The boss's state was a bit incoherent, but it probably meant that he had been in a very unstable mental state in the past few days since Sun Xiao died.
Well, I can always see ghosts appearing near him, as if he is possessed by an evil spirit.
He felt that someone died in his store and was contaminated with something unclean, so he made up his mind to stay away from this place, go out for a while, and then come back and sell the store."
According to the rules of the night watchman, all cases related to "mystery" and the main characters involved cannot leave the city before they are completely solved. This tavern owner is also considered a person who has a close relationship with the deceased, so he is also classified.
into the main characters.
Therefore, his plan to escape from Cangnan by plane overnight was against the rules of the night watchman.
Chen Muye frowned and said in a deep voice: "Is there a ghost appearing near him?"
"That's what he said."
Indeed, according to the information at hand, this ritual can only be used for the "mysterious" promotion of the wronged ghost. In other words, the mysterious one who did all this is probably also a wronged ghost.
Could it be that after the enemy killed Sun Xiao, he didn't leave, but possessed the boss to hide it?
However, they had directly interrogated the boss before and found nothing wrong with him.
"He can't leave Cangnan." Chen Muye hesitated for a moment before he said, "Let Xiao Hei and the others stop him... No, Qi Mo, go there yourself. If there is a 'mysterious' person near him,
Breath, report to us immediately."
"good!"
Wen Qimo immediately left the place he was monitoring and headed towards the airport.
The surveillance scope that originally belonged to Wen Qimo has also been temporarily included in Lin Qiye's scope. Fortunately, this is not a difficult task for him.
Although the problem at the tavern owner's side is suspected to be related to the innocent ghost, the real highlight tonight is still in this community. It doesn't matter if one Wen Qimo is left now, but if there are less, the remaining people will have a hard time.
.
They must be alert and monitor everything here.
…
On the quiet and deserted street, a figure in a black windbreaker walked slowly forward. After passing several stores that had closed and turned off the lights, he stopped at the door of a pub that was blocked by a yellow warning tape.
A few rats rustled across the street and disappeared.
An Qingyu took off the hood on his head. He raised his head and looked at the sign of the tavern. The lenses reflected the pale moonlight.
He ignored the warning line in front of him and stepped into it.
Tonight, the night watchman's attention was elsewhere. The manpower originally used to monitor this place had left, and he was the only one left on this empty street.
He passed through the door of the tavern and walked slowly by each wine table, carefully observing every corner here, with a faint gray light in his eyes.
He is analyzing.
He has watched the video and memorized all the details in the video. Now, he is comparing all the details with the empty tavern in front of him.
The tilt angle of every table, the position of every cup, who is sitting in every position that night...
Soon, he walked to the bar of the tavern and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The angle of this bar table is slightly tilted. Where the video recorder was originally placed, there is a number plate and a photo next to it, indicating the camera's shooting angle.
An Qingyu walked past the bar and walked straight to the backyard.
He walked to the white wall still stained with blood. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up a stool from the tavern and moved it into the courtyard. He stepped on the stool with his back against the wall and pressed against it.
His figure coincided perfectly with the figure of the victim drawn in chalk.
Then, he took out a sharp scalpel from his pocket... and cut off five fingers of one of his hands.
Dripping with blood.
There was no sign of pain on his face, only absolute calmness and indifference. He carefully watched the dripping blood, and after a moment, shook his head.
Still not working...what is the problem?
In an instant, he activated super-speed regeneration, and his severed fingers stopped bleeding instantly and grew at an astonishing speed.
He was about to step off the stool when he suddenly caught a glimpse of his rapidly growing fingers from the corner of his eye, and his whole body was suddenly shocked!