Shen Xing did not hang up, but walked forward two steps again, a little closer to this male corpse.
At this moment, he found that an irregular ink stain was covering the top of the mobile phone next to the male corpse's ear, and the situation was weird.
And after I got closer, the ink smear lurched into the bed sheet and disappeared.
Click, there was the sound of the other party's phone hanging up.
Shen Xing glanced at it and saw that the phone placed next to the corpse had been hung up, and the corpse was still the same as when he went out just now, with his eyes open and mouth open, looking at the ceiling above.
Shen Xing raised his head and looked at the place where the ink stains were first found. There was nothing there.
At the same moment, a black ink stain emerged from his feet.
This thing was silent, without any warning, and climbed onto the side of the bedside table near the wall.
Shen Xing is still looking around carefully, paying special attention to the bed and the ceiling.
The ink stain stuck to the wall, and slammed into it, and stuck it behind him.
Shen Xing became alert and immediately turned around and saw a mass of dark objects rushing towards his face. He had no time to react, so he subconsciously grabbed it, and sent his five fingers out with all his strength.
Unexpectedly, after grabbing this thing, it turned out to be extremely slippery, and quickly slipped out of his fingers, still rushing toward his heart.
A icy biting sensation suddenly occurred, because his body was strengthened, and Shen Xing's back, shoulders and chest position suddenly showed a black film, densely packed as if covered with tiny branches.
In the next second, the ink stain near the left heart sent out a dull, strong impact.
With a muffled sound, Shen Xing's body shook, but he did not move. Instead, he stood firm under the protection of the black film.
He could clearly feel that just now, it was like an adult holding knives in both hands, rushing from a distance, and then stabbing his heart.
After the impact, this group of ink stains exploded instantly, and some smaller ink stains were splashed everywhere, and no longer existed.
Shen Xing moved his upper body for a while, except that he could feel the heavy blow just now, but now he didn't feel any discomfort.
He reached out and touched his chest. The black fascia protective film had faded, but his body did not have any wounds. It should be that the weird ink stain silently tried to attack himself by exploding, but was blocked by the black fascia protective film.
It now appears that Zhang Shu on the other end of the phone is able to speak, and this ink stain is also making a ghost. It should be another form of abnormality, very strange, and seems to have his own thoughts.
He immediately turned on the different pupils, consumed part of his mental energy and moved around in the room, and looked at this bedroom including the other rooms, but found no abnormal red aura.
Of course, at present, Shen Xing is not sure whether all abnormalities will show up in red under the gaze of his different pupils.
After all, there are only a handful of abnormalities in contact now, and it is really hard to say whether there are exceptions.
Back in the living room, Shen Xing took out the phone to call Li Naijing, telling her that the subject of his investigation had already died, and that he had encountered an abnormality just now, and there was no other discovery for the time being.
From the phone, it sounded like Li Naijing was jogging, she was a little panting, and after speaking with Shen Xing a few words, she was still talking back to Zhao Wenbo.
When Shen Xing listened carefully, it seemed that there was something saying: finally ran out.
After hanging up the phone, four ordinary sheriffs rushed over soon. These people seemed to have received instructions in advance and did not enter the house to check. Instead, they pulled a cordon at the door, blocked them, and began collecting fingerprints and footprints.
Looking at the distorted lock of the living room door, one of the sheriffs asked Shen Xing: "Is this lock broken when you came?"
Shen Xing took out a small iron rod with a sharp front end from his backpack, and shook his head: "No, I started to pry it apart after I reported it to Sheriff Li Naijing."
The sheriff nodded and said in surprise: "Your strength is a bit powerful!"
The four people kept wandering around the living room and other rooms, and did not step into the master bedroom where Zhang Shu's body was located, until Zheng Ruijun came.
Shen Xing was waiting outside. Zheng Ruijun had just recovered from anesthesia, and his face was still a little pale. He entered the bedroom by himself and came out about half an hour later.
Frowning slightly, Zheng Ruijun didn't speak, and was silent for a long time. Then he said to the sheriff who came one after another: "You can go in to investigate the scene. Externally, it is defined as robbery and murder."
When the words were over, he took off the gloves he was wearing, pulled Shen Xing and left the room, stood on the corridor outside, lit a cigarette for himself, and took a sip.
This corridor belongs to the internal space. You can't see the downstairs or the outside. The voice-activated lights will go out for a while, and the two of them turned on the mode of talking while stomping their feet.
"Old Zheng, are you okay? You were discharged so soon." Shen Xing asked concerned.
Zheng Ruijun raised his arm, and saw that there was a piece of medical tape on the back of his hand, and there was a white cotton wool in the middle of the tape. It can be seen that he should have been infusion not long ago.
"I didn't wake up until the next night." He shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Then you still smoke? You must pay attention." Shen Xing also smiled, "By the way, this tree is tied up by human limbs. Seeing this, it shouldn't be abnormal."
Zheng Ruijun said: "Well, it's artificial."
"But the bottom of his neck is indeed pressed against the face that I saw last time at Song Xiaoyu's house, what's the matter?" Shen Xing asked curiously.
"What else did you find when you came here?" Zheng Ruijun didn't answer, but asked instead.
Shen Xing replied truthfully: "A group of things like ink stains, it seems to have life, or is controlled by something, and it attacked me just now."
Zheng Ruijun was a little surprised. It seemed that he had heard this kind of thing for the first time and asked: "How did you attack?"
Shen Xing guessed: "I should be prepared to penetrate my body, but I was prepared beforehand. With rubber gloves, I squeezed it and threw it directly to the ground and exploded."
"Those on the wall and the ground are those left after it exploded?" Zheng Ruijun asked.
Shen Xing nodded: "Don't look at me thin, in fact, I am born with supernatural power, and I am more vigorous, and there are not many people who are my opponents."
Zheng Ruijun looked at him in surprise, then looked at his arm.
Shen Xing deliberately said this for some purpose. Otherwise, there will be more contact with the investigation team in the future, and it is impossible not to show his strength to a certain extent.
At least let them trust themselves more.
Zheng Ruijun lowered his head to ponder for a moment, and said, "This matter has exceeded the scope of our team. When I go back, I will report to it. They have more information than us."
"Brother Zheng, what are you doubting?" Shen Xing frowned.
"This case is most likely to be man-made." Zheng Ruijun muttered: "The abnormality you mentioned should also be related to the person who tied Zhang Shu. According to the regulations, there is a unified control over this kind of thing, and we just need to report it. Wait for instructions from superiors or let them investigate. At most, we will just cooperate with the investigation.” (End of this chapter)