The police officers could not see the cobweb-like yin qi in the room, but the small hole with black blood on the hand of the colleague was a warning. None of the four dared to be careless, and quickly put the talisman paper carefully.
Beiquan took out another compass the size of a palm and held it in his palm.
The pointer in the center of the compass was spinning like crazy, so fast that the afterimage appeared.
"It's too dark here."
Qingzhu glanced sideways at Beiquan's compass, then cut his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and wiped it on the unruly pointer.
The moving pointer actually stopped slowly, tremblingly and fixedly pointing in a certain direction.
Qingzhu is practising the technique of dispersing fire from Nanyang. The yang energy on his body is extremely heavy, which can suppress the excessive yin qi in the environment, which is equivalent to recalibrating the instrument that fails because the threshold is too low or too high, and allows the compass to recover. the required sensitivity.
Only in this way, Beiquan's compass has become a one-time consumable item, and it will be useless after using it once.
"It's a pity for my compass."
Beiquan curled his lips in distress, "What about an antique with a history of more than two hundred years!"
Qing Zhu's eyes didn't blink, "Go back and pay you one."
His eyes followed the direction of the compass and turned to the north of the house.
There was nothing there, just a gray wall.
Beiquan walked towards the north of the house, turning his body in all directions while walking, observing the changes of the compass in his hand.
Finally, he stood in front of a white wall and frowned, "According to the instructions of the compass, the place with the heaviest yin is indeed here."
But there was nothing around Beiquan's body, and there really was nothing that looked like the source of the Yin Qi in this room.
Qing Zhu walked to his side and reached out to touch the wall.
The police officer who had just suffered a big loss for turning on the light quickly stopped him: "Be careful!"
"It doesn't matter, it can't hurt me at this level."
As Qing Zhu explained, he raised his hand and knocked on the wall.
"Boom, boom, boom."
The voice was somber, it didn't sound hollow.
Another police officer approached.
He learned the lesson of his colleagues and did not dare to knock on the wall. He only recalled the structure of the house he saw from the outside, and said to Qingzhu:
"The house is square, and the walls don't look like they can hide a secret room."
Beiquan nodded.
He also felt that the police officer's judgment was correct.
"Since it's not behind this wall..."
Beiquan raised his head and looked at the roof, "Then maybe it's upstairs..."
Then he lowered his head again, "Or maybe, under the 'head'."
With that, he raised his foot and stomped the floor a few times.
"Boom, boom, boom."
Everyone suddenly changed their faces.
Anyone with a little common sense in life can tell that there is something tricky under the floor.
The police immediately stopped hesitating, took out screwdrivers and crowbars, and lifted up the several floors Beiquan had stepped on one by one, revealing a secret door hidden below.
"This… "
Even the well-informed and determined criminal policemen shuddered at the moment they saw the secret door, and then touched their necks and found that there was a layer of goose bumps on the back of their necks.
No one can say the source of this tension.
It was clearly just a secret door, but some indescribable intuition, perhaps attributed to the "sixth sense", told them that there must be "something" behind the door.
Not a suspect, not a corpse, but something disturbing and frightening that might subvert their common sense and imagination.
"Gudong."
I don't know who swallowed heavily:
"… open?"
Beiquan nodded: "Yes."
He stretched out his black silk gloved hand, grabbed the doorknob, and twisted it slightly.
"It's stuck."
The door opened.
Everyone took a few steps back as if they had made an appointment.
The deep-cold gloomy air was accompanied by a stench that almost made people dizzy.
The stench was so strong that not only the four policemen, but also Qingzhu and Aliu changed their faces.
Among the group of people, only Beiquan was able to keep his composure without showing disgust or disgust.
"Ah."
Beiquan laughed softly.
It was not the first time he had smelled this smell.
In his last life, too far away to remember, when he crawled out of the heap of dead people, it was this stench that surrounded him.
It was a frightening, desperate and suffocating smell that could not be blown away by the mountains, and belonged only to death.
Beiquan shook his head, driving away those inappropriate memories in his mind, then turned on his flashlight and took a picture inside the door.
Behind the door is the basement. There is a retractable engineering ladder beside the door. It is impossible to see how big the interior space is. Everyone pricked up their ears and waited for a while, but they did not hear any sound from inside.
Beiquan put down the escalator and climbed down first.
Qing Zhu followed, followed by four police officers, and finally Miss A Liu.
Then, everyone saw the scene in the basement.
"hiss!"
Someone gasped.
The basement is small, and the light from several flashlights is enough to illuminate it completely.
There was a folding bed next to the north wall.
And in the corner lay a man, or to be more precise, a dead man.
The reason why you don't need to look to know that it is a dead person is because the strong rancid smell is really obvious.
After the four police officers confirmed with Beiquan that they could approach, they swarmed up and approached the corpse.
The man had been dead for at least three days, and his pale skin had begun to show black dendritic lines, but his face was still clearly recognizable.
The police recognized at a glance that this person was He Qiang, a ticket clerk of the long-distance bus company who had disappeared.
But Beiquan, Qingzhu and Aliu were more concerned about the objects on the folding bed.
"… It turns out that 'they' are all here."
Beiquan gently dialed the stuff on the bed with his gloved fingers, and sighed in a low voice:
"It's... so pitiful."
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"Bang!"
"Crash!"
When the spotlight burst and the glass fell, Jiang Nan'an responded very quickly.
In his current posture, with a large living person still on his body, it is absolutely too late to jump up and avoid the broken glass.
So he simply pulled a corner of the curtain and turned over to protect Su Lan.
Although there are many pieces of glass, each piece is not big. As long as it does not fall on the head and face, at most there are some small blood marks on the hands and feet.
However, these shards of glass with little lethality are just a cover.
The next second the glass fell, the coffee table beside the two moved.
The glass-topped coffee table weighing 20 kilograms was lifted high by a pair of invisible hands and smashed towards Jiang Nan'an and Su Lan.
If this time is smashed firmly, it is not surprising that people will die.
Jiang Nan'an didn't have time to think about it, let alone that the ground was covered in glass slag. He hugged Su Lan completely by instinct and rolled on the spot.
"Sugar nut!"
"Well!"
The coffee table hit the ground and the glass shattered.
And Jiang Nan'an also let out a whimper.
In a hurry, he could not completely avoid it.
The corner of the coffee table hit Jiang Nan'an's right arm. Even though he had practiced the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, he was in a cold sweat at the moment.
"stand up!"
Jiang Nan'an grabbed Su Lan who was still wrapped in the curtain with her uninjured hand, and lifted her whole body, "Be careful, it's not over yet."
While crying, Su Lan struggled to pull open the curtains on her body, looking around in horror.
She saw Cai Mingjian lying unconscious on the sofa.
"Ajian!"
Su Lan cried out, raising her legs to check her husband's condition.
"Be careful!"
Jiang Nan'an grabbed Su Lan's arm and threw her back very ungently.
The next second, the winding curtains suddenly flew up, gathered into a ball, and rolled towards the two of them.
"Hey!"
Jiang Nan'an was simply mad.
"Are you so excited!?"
As if by magic, he pulled out a stick from the inside of his coat, and when he pulled it and swung it, the stick split into two, and the middle was connected by a chain—it was like a set of nunchakus.
Su Lan: "!!"
Even though the situation was in crisis, the girl still opened her eyes wide and stared at Jiang Nan'an.
This man had been her classmate for four years and had been her boyfriend for a month, but at this moment, Su Lan had a strong feeling that she never really knew Jiang Nan'an.
She saw Jiang Nan'an dance the nunchaku in a very proficient manner and slap it on the curtains.
As if the stick had hit an invisible person behind the curtain, it made a heavy "dong" sound.
Immediately afterwards, the curtains slid softly, lost the invisible support, and fell limply to the ground.
Su Lan breathed a sigh of relief.
However, she was really relieved a little too early.
"do not move!"
Jiang Nan'an suddenly shouted:
"That 'stuff' is still here!"
Yes, now he is 100% sure that what attacked Su Lan just now is completely different from the short black shadow he and Wei Fuyuan saw earlier.
The dark shadow before was a cloud of yin, with a specific outline in his eyes, but now, the thing that was wandering in the room and wanted to take Su Lan's life was just a very strong "will".
If they had to describe it, this "will" was very similar to Xu Lei's "spirit of words" that they had just met last week.
It does not have a specific shape, or it can be embodied in any shape it wishes.
It has no sorrow, no joy, or even the ability to think, and all its actions are aimed at achieving the "only" goal.
But now, Jiang Nan'an felt that things could not be understood any more.
Obviously, its "only" goal is to kill Su Lan.
- So how did this thing get entangled with Su Lan!
At this moment, there was a loud bang from the entrance, and two seconds later, Wei Fuyuan rushed into the living room.
"It's a bracelet!"
Wei Fuyuan shouted while running:
"Su Lan, it's the gold bracelet you wore at the wedding!!"