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1213, psychic

 The ringing of the Soul-Dangling Bell proves that there is something powerful and sneaky nearby.

In fact, ghosts can be found everywhere, but it is impossible for ordinary ghosts to cause the Soul-Dancing Bell reaction, otherwise Su Yi would have become a jingle bell all the way here.

Only ghosts that reach the level of the Black Shadow Ghost, or those special sneakies, can cause the Soul-Dancing Bell reaction.

As soon as the soul-dang bell rings, all evil spirits retreat.

The noise of this thing has a great restraint effect on Sneaky. Sneaky Sneaky immediately dispersed when they heard the noise and did not dare to stay nearby.

But in a house on the fourth floor of the middle unit, the ghost energy is rolling, the yin energy is still strong and lingering, and it seems that it is completely untouched by the Soul-Dancing Bell.

Su Yi held the Danghun Bell and rubbed it gently to stabilize the constantly vibrating bell, otherwise it would keep ringing.

He looked up at the house and secretly guessed that this was the house where the murder occurred.

The ghost spirit is so strong, it is obvious that this is not an ordinary death, it should be a murder caused by a powerful ghost.

"It's you!" Suddenly a woman screamed in fear and pointed at Su Yi, attracting everyone's attention.

It's Cissy.

Cissy pointed at Su Yi and hid behind the reporter with a frightened face, saying in a trembling voice: "Can you see him? Can you see him?"

"Which one? The young one or the middle-aged one?" the person she pulled asked in confusion.

"Of course he is..." Cissy said half a sentence in a trembling voice, and suddenly her eyes widened in response, "Can you see him too? Can you all see it? Of the two people who came just now, there is a middle-aged man, that's him

!”

Cissy pointed at Su Yi again.

"He's standing there, shouldn't we be able to see him?" Everyone was confused.

"So I'm not the only one who's unlucky, you all can see ghosts?" Cissy was confused.

Miao Xiaowei was also confused here. He looked at Cissy, then at Su Yi, and said, "Sir Huang, do you know her?"

"A female reporter who was following Yuan Xiaomin may have some misunderstanding about me." Su Yi smiled half-heartedly and waved to Cissy, making the latter tremble again.

This was Su Yi's first time encountering someone being treated as a ghost. Although he didn't know what the misunderstanding was, he had to say that this woman was quite imaginative.

"Brother, this is..." In the cordon, the police officers checking the IDs of the two people were also puzzled as to why Su Yi was a Wanwan police officer.

Miao Xiaowei patted him on the shoulder and said: "Sir Huang is the expert consultant we invited. He is a big shot."

This guy is used to holding people up and taking pictures of horses, and you can't even say that he feels very comfortable doing so.

"Which big shot did you see that you dragged out of the scene so early in the morning?" Su Yi glanced at him sideways.

"This proves that Sir Huang is close to the people!" Miao Xiaowei said with a smile.

"Sir, there are paparazzi over there. If you smile like that, be careful of being photographed and saying you don't respect the deceased..." The police officer in the cordon reminded Miao Xiaowei in a low voice while letting him go.

"Ahem!" Miao Xiaowei immediately became serious after hearing this, "Why are there so many reporters?"

"Who knows how these reporters got the news?" the police officer said helplessly, "They arrived earlier than us. Some of them entered the scene directly and took random pictures. We don't know how much damage they caused to the scene. We

Sir Zhao was furious just now..."

"What a trouble!" Miao Xiaowei cursed, "Let's go, Sir Huang!"

Cissy watched Su Yi and Miao Xiaowei enter the building door, and wanted to stop Su Yi, but after all, Yu Ji was still alive, so she still didn't dare to speak.

Su Yi and the two went upstairs along the long and flat staircase. The higher they went up, the heavier the yin energy became.

Miao Xiaowei subconsciously crossed his arms and muttered: "In what month has it started to get cold?"

When we arrived on the fourth floor, there was a policeman on the phone at the door of the room. When he saw the two people coming up, he immediately said to the phone: "The colleague who took over is here, let's not talk about it for now."

Then he hung up the phone and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "You are from the Heavy Duty Group, right? I am Zhao Shazhan of the Zuodun Police Station."

"Miao Xiaowei from the Heavy Eucalyptus Group, this is Sir Huang, the consultant from Wanwan." Miao Xiaowei introduced briefly and asked: "What's going on inside Sir Zhao?"

Zhao Shazhan's face looked very ugly: "Evil! Very evil! A group of young men and women who were high on drugs were playing some psychic game here, and I don't know what happened. One of them was scared to death."

"Scared to death?" Miao Xiaowei interrupted, "How do you know you were scared to death?"

"As long as you see the body of the deceased, you will know why I said he was scared to death." Zhao Shazhan's eyes flashed with horror, "The person who died was the homeowner here, his name was Sun Wei, and his English name was Rubbish...

…”

"Rubbish? Rubbish?" Miao Xiaowei interrupted again, "Are you sure you remember correctly? How could someone call me rubbish?"

"Yes, that's the name." Zhao Shazhan glared at Miao Xiaowei dissatisfied, "Hey, don't interrupt me again!"

"Sir Saori!" Miao Xiaowei apologized hastily.

"Anyway, this Rubbish called his friends. After a group of people took drugs, they played a psychic game. As a result, I don't know if they had a collective hallucination or something. This Rubbish was scared to death. When the others saw it,

When the person died, he panicked and hurriedly called the police."

"He died of a drug overdose. Why did we ask our emergency team to do this?" Miao Xiaowei said in disappointment when he heard this.

"This thing is not simple. Anyway, just go in and take a look." Zhao Shazhan shook his head and said, "I have sent people to send the other four to your heavy duty team for urine tests. The bodies have not been touched. I will come.

A few reporters broke in and took pictures before, but fortunately I chased them away in time without causing any major impact."

"Now, this job will be handed over to your regroup. What happens next has nothing to do with our Zuodun Police Station! I will keep the people below for you for the time being, but you have to find someone to take over as soon as possible. My people

I still have to patrol the streets.”

"Don't worry, my guy here is on his way." Miao Xiaowei said to him.

"Then I'll leave first, take care of yourself!" Zhao Shazhan seemed not to want to stay any longer and hurried downstairs.

"In such a hurry? It's like seeing a ghost." Miao Xiaowei muttered in dissatisfaction.

He took out two pairs of shoe covers from his pocket and handed a pair to Su Yi. After they put them on, they walked into the scene together.

The room was filled with a nauseating stench. Miao Xiaowei couldn't help but retched several times and choked to tears.

"Made, why does it stink so much?" He frowned and covered his mouth and nose, "Is something rotten?"

Su Yi also held his breath and entered the room and looked around.

The house is not big and the furnishings inside are simple.

There is a square table in the middle of the living room. There is a glass basin on the table, which contains half a basin of unknown red liquid.

There is also an aromatherapy candle holder with a candle underneath, but where the aromatherapy powder should have been placed, there is some beige oil inside.

Miao Xiaowei came close to his nose and sniffed, and almost vomited it out again. He hurried away from the table, pointed at the aromatherapy candlestick and shouted: "Made, this is what stinks. What kind of oil is this? Why does it stink so much?"

"Corpse oil." Su Yi said quietly.

He looked around and saw an empty trash can not far away, so he stepped forward and placed it on the candlestick on the table, covering it with corpse oil.

Then I went to the balcony and opened the window.

"Sir Huang, you can't open the window..." Upon seeing this, Miao Xiaowei hurriedly stopped him.

Su Yi waved his hand: "It's okay, this is not an ordinary murder case, and the scene will not be damaged even if the window is opened or not."

With the windows open to allow air to circulate inside and outside, and with Su Yi blocking the source of the odor, the air environment in the room quickly became much better.

"We didn't even see the body, how do you know what kind of murder this is?" Miao Xiaowei looked puzzled, "It's not an ordinary murder, shouldn't the scene be protected?"

Su Yi walked behind the sofa and discovered the body.

He waved to Miao Xiaowei: "Come and take a look."

Miao Xiaowei walked over as told and saw the body behind the sofa.

With just one glance, he was so frightened that he screamed "Ouch!" and jumped back.

"Oh my God! What, what's going on?" Miao Xiaowei cried out, his face full of horror, hiding aside and not daring to look at the body again. "How could this happen?"

No wonder he, a dignified seven-foot-tall man, was so frightened. Even Su Yi was shocked when he saw the corpse for the first time.

This has nothing to do with being brave, but the corpse itself is spreading fearful emotions.

Anyone who sees this body will immediately know the cause of his death——

He must have been scared to death!

The corpse's eyes were wide open, its expression was extremely distorted, its mouth was wide open, and its face was filled with an expression of extreme horror, as if it had seen something extremely incredible.

His limbs were stiff and held high, as if he was resisting the approach of something. His fingers were bent and stiff, and his entire body was a rotten blue-grey color with bulging veins, which looked extremely strange.

Whether he was killed by someone or had a heart attack due to drug overdose, it is impossible for the corpse to look like this.

This corpse almost clearly conveys extreme fear to those who see it, telling people that it died of fear.

But it is not right to be scared to death, because anyone who has studied criminal investigation courses knows that death from excessive fright is usually caused by myocardial infarction, or the fright causes the person's own physical disease, such as epilepsy, asthma and other acute attacks, leading to death.

.

But this all requires a process, that is to say, the time from being frightened to the onset of illness and death does not happen instantaneously. Therefore, people who are frightened to death will not maintain the posture and look of being frightened to death, but will maintain the same appearance as when the onset of illness occurred.

Died with a painful expression.

The severe pain may even make them forget their fear, instead of dying completely without even retracting their frightened expression.

So anyone with common sense would know that this corpse is definitely weird and abnormal.

Miao Xiaowei was in shock, his teeth were chattering, but he still did not dare to approach the corpse.

Now he finally knew why Zhao Shazhan was so sure that the deceased was frightened to death.

He also somewhat understood why Su Yi said this was no ordinary murder.

"Huang, Sir Huang, what on earth is going on?" Miao Xiaowei asked in a trembling voice.

"The evil done by God can be forgiven, but the evil done by man cannot survive!" Su Yi shook his head, "This guy's death was entirely his own fault and does not deserve sympathy."

He looked in the direction of the bathroom with a serious expression.

In his field of vision, there was a black shadow ghost in red clothes, torturing a recently deceased bardo.

The tortured bardo is the soul of the newly dead corpse.

The red-clothed black shadow ghost completely ignored the arrival of Su Yi and Miao Xiaowei, and only focused on torturing the barbaric body with so much resentment.

One hand of Su Yi kept pressing the trembling soul bell in his pocket. As long as he let go slightly, the soul bell would ring on its own and launch a sonic attack on the two souls in the bathroom.

The resentful red-clothed black shadow ghost will receive "special treatment" because of its heavy resentment. It will either be driven away by the Soul-Dangling Bell, or it will be driven away by the Soul-Dangling Bell's continuous attacks.

But Su Yi had no intention of letting go of the Soul-Dangling Bell and driving away the red-clothed black shadow ghost.

On the contrary, he was completely happy to see this scene, and he even felt very refreshed when he saw it.

It's not necessarily a bad thing if ghosts kill people, sometimes it's a good thing.

Because some people do things that make people and gods angry, but the law has no effect on such things.

But what made Su Yi look solemn was not how powerful the shadow ghost was, nor how damn worthy the victim was.

It's because the strong resentment and yin energy in this room is definitely not caused by the black shadow ghost in red in the bathroom.

This was caused by another ghost.

This psychic event is the original plot that happened in "The Old Corpse in the Mountain Village".

There is no doubt that the ghost that makes Su Yi so afraid is the big boss Chu Renmei in "The Old Corpse in the Mountain Village".

Fortunately, Chu Renmei is not here now, so Su Yi doesn't have to face the big boss directly from the beginning.

But just the resentment and yin energy left by Chu Renmei made Su Yi tremble with fear. This shows that this ghost is so powerful that it is probably beyond the reach of ordinary ghosts.

"Sir Huang, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Miao Xiaowei calmed down a little, but still did not dare to come over and see the body. He stood at the door and managed to calm down and asked.

"Do you know what the oil that smelled just now is?" Su Yi asked.

Miao Xiaowei shook his head like a rattle.

"It's corpse oil." Su Yi said coldly, "The dead guy went to dig other people's graves and scraped the corpse oil from the dead people."

"Corpse, corpse oil?" Miao Xiaowei's eyes widened in horror. Smelling the stench that still lingered in the room, he immediately covered his mouth and retched again.

"Made, what a bunch of perverted bastards, they dare to do anything!" Miao Xiaowei covered his nose and cursed, "The corpse oil... it doesn't have to be from digging graves, right? Maybe it came from the crematorium."

"There is no corpse oil in the crematorium." Su Yi shook his head and said, "Under the high temperature burning in the crematorium, there is no way there will be any oil left. There is only one way to obtain corpse oil in this form, and that is from

scraped from highly decomposed corpses.”

"That is to say, for this bit of corpse oil, someone must have dug a grave and destroyed the body."

"What a pervert! How unconscionable!" Miao Xiaowei said in disgust, and then asked worriedly: "Isn't this corpse oil poisonous?"

Su Yi shook his head: "That's not true, but if you do such a damned thing, how can there be no retribution?"

This dead Rubbish didn't even wait for retribution, so he waited for revenge first.

The owner of the corpse oil is the red-clothed black shadow ghost. It was damaged and insulted by someone, and it was so angry that it came to take revenge on those who disturbed its rest.

But with the ability of the Black Shadow Ghost, it is impossible to directly scare a person to death, so there must be another mystery to Rubbish's death.


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