On the way to Jianhan Lane, the two found a woman in work clothes falling in the rain with a shallow knife wound on her back.

"Is it a victim?" Song Lingyu stepped forward to check his injuries and found that he was still breathing.

He Lin Fan moved it to a corner sheltered from the rain and simply stopped the bleeding.

"Hurry up. After Song Lingyu reported the location of the injured to Yan Xi, he said to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan just nodded, and the two of them rushed to Jianhan Lane again.

Arriving at the destination, Lin Fan looked at the mouth of the alley, the black hole seemed to lead to the abyss, and an irrepressible fear suddenly sprouted in his heart.

The madness of the killer, the pain of being tormented by the cat demon, and the helplessness in the face of the enemy surged up and devoured him.

Song Lingyu found that Lin Fan suddenly stopped and turned his head to look.

Seeing that his face was pale and sweating profusely on his forehead, he couldn't help but ask with concern, "What's wrong?"

"It's fine. Lin Fan smiled reluctantly, suppressed the urge to turn around and run away, and stepped into the darkness with Song Lingyu.

turned on the flashlight that came with the mobile phone, but it was still difficult to dispel the fear, and the glimmer of light in the rainy night seemed so helpless, but it only prompted the weakness in my heart.

"You can't catch a cold, do you, you have a cold?" Sensing Lin Fan's increasingly obvious uneasiness, Song Lingyu put his hand on Lin Fan's forehead: "I can't feel it even when it's raining." ”

Feeling the temperature of the girl's palm, Lin Fan suddenly felt a lot more relieved, and couldn't help grabbing Song Lingyu's wrist: "Thank you." ”

Song Lingyu was a little baffled by the sudden thanks, and thought it was because he cared about his cold, so he said to himself: "Not really." ”

Keeping up with Lin Fan's quickened pace, the two came to the depths of Jianhan Lane and finally discovered some information.

Ahead, another figure fell to the ground.

The two stepped forward, a uniformed inspector whose body looked like it had been vigorously torn apart, blood sprayed, and stumps scattered all over the ground.

A revolver with empty bullets fell beside him, crumpled into a lump of scrap metal.

Seeing this hellish scene with your own eyes is completely different from being through a screen.

Feeling the passing of life in person, the instinct of genes made Lin Fan's stomach sour and bitter, and he lay on the side of the road and vomited.

Song Lingyu squatted calmly beside the corpse.

Before he died, the only remaining left hand of the detective was holding a photograph, and his empty eyes stared at it intently.

Song Lingyu picked up this photo and wiped the water traces on it in his arms.

This is a family portrait of the man with a smile on his face and the woman on the other side with a smile on her face.

In the middle of the two, there is a little girl standing, tied two braids, and looks at the camera compared to scissor hands.

Lin Fan also straightened up and saw this photo.

Strong self-blame and resentment pressed on his heart, Lin Fan suddenly felt that he was almost out of breath, and there seemed to be something in his head that was about to rush out.

"You are a good inspector and we are proud of you. Song Lingyu wiped the water stains on the photo with his clothes and carefully put them in his arms.

Lin Fan covered his head in pain and fell into the rain.

"Xiao Fan!" Song Lingyu hurriedly picked him up and covered the dripping rain with his body.

Lin Fan was not wearing a raincoat, and when he fell, his umbrella was blown by the wind and flew to an unknown street, and he was suddenly soaked.

But he couldn't care about this, his eyes were full of black gas, and he suddenly felt that his vision was much clearer.

The night seemed to have become his home, which was extremely reassuring at this time, and the traces left by the uninvited guests who broke into the house were naturally obvious.

Lin Fan struggled to get up and pointed to the end of the scarlet thread: "He went over there." ”

"What do you see?"

Before he had time to explain to Song Lingyu, Lin Fan trotted all the way over, passed by the broken corpse, took off his coat, and covered it.

"Let's go, it's too late to catch up. ”

On the way to catch up with the murderer, Lin Fan slowly recovered a little spirituality from his chaotic state.

Touching the badge in his pocket, he now understood the weight of the word "Inspector".

After passing through several remote alleys, the blood-colored silk threads became thicker and thicker, and finally there were already the thickness of people's forearms, filling the air.

"Be careful, his breath is stronger. ”

Just then, the two heard a scream coming from the alley next door.

Lin Fan turned the corner and saw a girl in a raincoat running in panic, a huge, human-like monster with fleshy wings on her back chasing after her.

When the girl saw the two of them, she ran even harder.

When it was less than ten meters away, the fleshy wings behind the monster suddenly fanned forward, and a slick arm stretched out and stabbed the girl's right shoulder.

Lin Fan's current state is especially sensitive in the dark night, he clearly saw the girl holding her right shoulder and "plopping" and falling, in her frightened and helpless expression, obvious astonishment flashed in her eyes, because of fear A silent cry came out of her mouth - "Help me"!

The monster's salivating mouth was close to the girl's head, and the victim stretched out his right hand as if to make a futile resistance.

At this moment, Lin Fan's eyes suddenly turned pitch black without the whites of his eyes.

With a shake of his right hand, the fruit knife in his hand turned into the most ferocious hidden weapon, wrapped in a black film, and flew silently in the night, piercing the monster's left eye.

"He, he, he!"

A beastly howl squeezed out of the monster's throat, and the wounded one erupted into a mad beast, several hands and feet on its fleshy wings, with sharp nails, stabbing at the girl on the ground.

Lin Fan's figure disappeared in the dark night for a moment, appearing in front of the monster.

Poof!

Lin Fan's hands were only enough to grasp one arm, one leg and foot, and the rest of his limbs instantly stabbed him into a thousand holes.

"Lin Fan!"

Everything happened in a flash of light, and Song Lingyu's now weak body was completely unable to react.

The monster's flesh wings fluttered, and Lin Fan suddenly flew into the sky like a broken pocket blown away by the wind, and then fell to the ground fiercely.

The girl on the ground seemed to have been frightened stupidly, and looked at this scene stupidly.

Song Lingyu finally arrived closer, and the iron rope in the long stick shot out, enveloping the girl, and throwing her behind him with little strength.

"Run!"

Syllable!

Song Lingyu twisted the long stick and turned it into two soft whips, and the iron thorns were sharp, piercing the monster's heart.

The monster's two fleshy wings stepped forward, and it was impossible to tell if the iron spikes were embedded in the flesh or if the flesh was wrapped around the iron spikes.

I saw that it pulled its wings back, and Song Lingyu's body was pulled into the air.

In the air, Song Lingyu put the two sticks together again, twisted them in the opposite direction, and retracted the spines on the iron cable with the force of twisting.

When he landed, Song Lingyu pointed to the ground with a long stick as a buffer.

The monster's fleshy wings had already pounced, and it immediately lifted Song Lingyu into the air and crashed into the stone walls on both sides.

Song Lingyu rebounded on the wall and fell to the ground, dizzy and out of breath for a while.

Seeing that a new prey appeared, the monster shifted its target and walked towards Song Lingyu step by step.

The crisis is approaching, but neither of them has the ability to resist.

Lin Fan was lying on his side on the ground, and saw the monster stop in front of Song Lingyu, pinching her throat with one hand and lifting it up, the two fleshy wings were about to close, and the limbs on it were constantly squirming in the flesh and blood, like a living creature thirsting for blood.

At this time, the family photo was hit by the rain and fell from the air in front of Lin Fan.

The rain and the blood left by the wound on his forehead blurred Lin Fan's vision.

He felt something explode in his mind and lost consciousness......