Wang Bo, who entered Zheng Jun's home, followed the previous voice and entered an independent room, ignoring the obstruction of the police officers nearby.
But before he walked in, he just stood there blankly.
At this time, there were three women in the room, one wearing a police uniform, taking care of the two who were unconscious and lying on the bed.
Of the two unconscious women, the older one held the younger one tightly.
The policewoman who had just asked the two women to lie down and observed their condition immediately frowned when she saw Wang Bo rushing into them, and wanted to speak and chase them away.
After all, one of the two women in the room could barely cover her body.
But after seeing Chen Jiaju's eyes behind him, he immediately thought of Wang Bo's origins and asked softly: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Wang? Your wife may have an old disease. Do you know where her medicine is?"
Wang Bo responded dully to the policewoman's words, looking a little silly.
And his eyes, from the time the policewoman asked until the policewoman left, did not stop at his wife, who had relapsed from an old illness and was in a coma.
At this moment, all he could see was his daughter, who was being held by his wife and was covered in bruises.
In the past, Wang Wan was full of youthful vitality, proud and confident. Apart from a beautiful face that could be called complete, her whole body was covered with bruises, scratches from sharp objects, marks from being beaten with whips, and some unknown things.
The traces left by the utensils left no trace of a good piece of meat at all.
These numerous scars make it difficult for people to hide them even if they want to cover them with anything, for fear of touching the wounds.
In addition, there are traces of tape around Wang Wan's lips, and there are iron rings and newly cut ropes on her neck, wrists, and ankles, indicating her previous state.
As for the stinky smell surrounding the air, it silently told what this young woman had experienced.
"Ahhhhh..."
After the policewoman left, Wang Bo howled like a wild animal.
He made a pounce action, which frightened the police officer nearby and wanted to stop him, but he did not pounce and stopped again. He looked at his daughter in fear and staggered to the ground, not daring to step up.
Before, I was afraid that I would touch the wounds on my daughter's body and hurt her.
He suppressed his grief and asked the police officer next to him where he found his daughter.
When Chen Jiaju heard this, he wanted to stop him, but the police officer beside him, who didn't think much, already pointed to a room.
Looking along the police officer's finger, Wang Bo's vision went dark and he fell to the ground.
The police officers on the side stepped forward, helped him to the side, and provided first aid.
"what happened to him?"
The young police officer who kindly pointed out the room was dumbfounded, and Chen Jiaju fell silent.
On the other side, the policewoman who had brought the medicine heard this and compared the structure of the houses of the Wang family and the Zheng family, and her face instantly turned pale.
"What's wrong? What did you find?"
The companion on the side saw the policewoman's expression and asked curiously.
The policewoman was silent for a while and said softly: "The room where Wang Wan is imprisoned is next door to her parents' bedroom."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present's eyes trembled, and they all lamented what kind of evil the Wang family had done. When they met such a neighbor, they not only imprisoned their own daughter, but also imprisoned her on the other side of the wall.
They are obviously a family, but they are separated by a wall. One is suffering on this side of the wall, and the other two are worried on the other side of the wall.
For a moment, everyone looked at the unconscious couple with pity in their eyes.
"That Zheng Jun died so easily. It was really an advantage for him."
The young police officer who pointed out the room to Wang Bo could not help but curse in a low voice. When Chen Jiaju heard this, he immediately scolded: "Is this something you can say as a police officer?"
After Chen Jiaju finished speaking, two doctors hurriedly walked in, treated Wang Wan, and quickly sent her back to the hospital.
During this period, the medical staff tried to separate Zhao Qian and Wang Wan's mother and daughter, but Zhao Qian grabbed Wang Wan's hand tightly. Any time the medical staff made a bigger move, Wang Wan could not help but moan in pain. The stimulated Zhao Qian grabbed Wang Wan's hand.
's tighter.
Unable to do so, the medical staff had no choice but to ask someone to help. One person held Zhao Qian while the others carried Wang Wan out of the room.
When the policewoman taking care of the Wang family's mother and daughter saw this scene, she lowered her head unbearably. After the family of three left, she whispered: "I don't know if this mother can let go."
"If you are fast, you will be a lifetime. If you are slow, you will be a lifetime."
"If it's quick, you can be relieved before you die. If you're slow, you may not be able to let it go before you die? Brother Chen, when did you become so talented?"
The policewoman curled her lips, as if she wanted to ease the atmosphere in this way.
Unfortunately, at this moment, everyone is in a very heavy mood and has no intention of discussing other things.
Seeing such a scene, Chen Jiaju cheered: "Okay, everyone, check the scene quickly. Just now, the Wang family was still there, so I was waiting to check directly. I was worried about irritating them. Now that they are gone, everyone should check the scene as soon as possible. Wait.
It will be sealed up soon."
"yes!"
The police officers nearby started to move. As Chen Jiaju said, in the presence of the person concerned, it was really difficult for them to directly investigate things that might cause them to have a stress reaction.
Now that the parties involved have left, they can free up their hands and feet to fully record the scene and search for possible evidence.
"Huh?"
The young police officer asked in surprise: "What is this?"
When Chen Jiaju heard this, he stepped forward and saw the police officer wearing gloves and picking up a finely crafted paper butterfly from the ground.
"How strange, the wings of this butterfly are covered with runes? Is Zheng Jun so superstitious?"
"This guy is more superstitious than you think."
Another middle-aged police officer who checked the room spoke up. He pointed to the layout of the room and said: "Look here, there is a reverse Tai Chi Bagua mirror. According to Feng Shui, the Tai Chi Bagua mirror is used to resist and reflect.
Bad Feng Shui, and contrary to Tai Chi Bagua, will either gather people or attract them."
"Then, you are looking at the ground. Although you can't see it clearly now, if you look carefully, you should be able to see a lot of mantras written in Sanskrit. The color seems to be written in blood? And here, you can still
Come and see this."
The middle-aged police officer wearing gloves picked up a manuscript from a table. It used red ink to describe a large number of strange patterns and patterns. There were also scattered on the edges some kind of black and red
Ink written with many translations and explanations.
The middle-aged police officer opened it, pointed to one that resembled a picture of a woman being imprisoned, and said: "This is a typical evil [prevention] book. I suspect that this Zheng Jun is probably a certain evil [prevention] believer."
, Xin’s mind went crazy.”
"Let me see!"
Chen Jiaju stepped forward, put on his gloves, and took the manuscript.
Milo, who was standing next to him, stepped forward and took a look, his brows instantly furrowed. There were more than ten kinds of spells recorded in this manuscript.
The Secret Curse of Blood Resentment, the Younu Evil Spirit Sacrifice, the Three-Yin Soul-Seducing Curse...
Among them was a technique called [Night Soul Horror Curse]. In Milo's opinion, it was the one Zheng Jun had cast on him in the alley just now.
'Strange, although these spells are not very powerful, they seem to complement each other. They are not like collected randomly, but closer to the inheritance of a certain great warlock. Does this Fang Taixu Illusion Realm have such a complete inheritance?'
Milo was a little curious. The inheritance of great warlocks was not that numerous in the land of Hanxia.
Of course, there are not many inheritances, not because the great warlock is so powerful, but because the warlocks are among the lowest in Hanxia.
Anyone with some ability would not think of becoming a warlock.
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