After the sun appeared the next day, everyone immediately began to investigate the work they were currently taking, and the division of labor and cooperation with each other could make the investigation of this case more rapid and give a reasonable explanation for everyone's answers, which is very important.

After the other police officers left, Wang Jin and others came to the office of the crime team, and at this moment, Ziwu took the opportunity to retrieve the surveillance data in the police station last night from the computer, and now they want to see what happened in the mourning hall yesterday.

Although yesterday several of them were also agreeing on the so-called video problem, this surveillance footage appeared far away, and only gave the other members of the crime team a rough idea of whether there was a frightening and inexplicable strange picture in the so-called room.

But at the very least, as long as everyone can see that the picture is constantly flickering, it proves that last night's events are estimated to have really happened in real life, and everyone is quietly watching everything in front of them at the moment, as if waiting for that terrifying picture to appear.

As time passed, everyone could feel the violent fluctuations in their minds, and at this time, everyone could clearly see that there was a violent current interference in the monitoring screen in front of them, and the picture gradually began to distort, as if a stone fell into the water.

This change made several people in the crime team in front of them feel a huge shock, yes, they know very well that through the surveillance, they can understand that what happened last night is absolutely real, otherwise, there will definitely be no such strange video changes.

Through Wang Jin's research on the Internet for so many years, he can be sure that there should be no big problem with the video in front of him, at least what happened in front of them yesterday is definitely not fake, as for how this problem needs to be handled, that is their business.

"Wang Jin, it seems that we really encountered an indelible problem last night, at the very least, it is estimated that there is a huge relationship with gods and ghosts. "At the moment, everyone knows very well that the picture that appeared in the mourning hall last night is estimated to be completely beyond the normal logical range.

They didn't hesitate at the moment, but immediately left the police station, and the footage of last night seemed to indicate that they needed to do their best to capture the Night Apostle, otherwise, it would not be fun if the paranormal appeared on them.

At the other end of the city, in a long-abandoned factory, a group of strangely dressed people were gathering in the place, and in front of them stood a thin man with cold cheeks, who knew very well that this person was their boss.

The Boss was now very dull, his eyes were angry at the environment in front of him, he was waiting, waiting for a message to come, which seemed to make their plan more smoothly, or at least to compensate for their next murder.

About half an hour later, all of them had arrived, and when they began to look at the scene in front of them, they could clearly see that the boss in the distance was staring at the person who had just walked into the house, and his expression was full of intersection and waiting.

"Boss, I'm back, and I bring good news. When this person said this sentence again, he also specially observed the change of the boss, as if he was waiting for something, until the boss nodded lightly, and then the person continued: "Good news, Ziwu is dead. ”

"What? you have to be responsible for what you say, if I find out that you are lying, be careful that I cut you directly, you mean that Ziwu is dead?" At this moment, the boss looked at the man in front of him with dull eyes, and his tone seemed to be full of disbelief, he was waiting for the other party to tell the truth.

"That's right, boss, this Ziwu is really dead, our stumbling block can be removed, boss, everything you did this time is really valuable, this train explosion has blown up Ziwu's body. The man responded excitedly.

"Hehe, yes, yes, Ziwu is finally dead, no one is hindering our plans now, great, I can finally be unscrupulous. When the boss said this at this moment, there was no excitement on his face, nor any excitement, he was very helpless.

"Boss, what should we do with our next plan? Will we continue to carry out the original plan? Or do we need to change it relatively now? Now that Ziwu is dead, no one can hinder our actions, I am really excited. The man explained excitedly.

But the boss in their mouths didn't feel the slightest excitement, but after casually leaving a sentence for everyone, he turned around and left lightly: "The plan is carried out according to the original plan, and there is no need for any changes, but the personnel need to be changed, and the original person can't be allowed to go." ”

"The original people have been exposed, and if they go to implement the plan again, it is obviously inappropriate, and they cannot be replaced with a group of new faces, so that they cannot understand the seriousness of the problem, especially the problem of death. After saying this, the boss immediately turned around and left.

At this moment, the boss came to a field outside the factory, found a slightly plain position and sat down, his eyes quietly staring at the dark sky in the distance, his heart was also more complicated, he didn't know whether he should be happy or lost now.

Although the relationship between him and Ziwu has always been in a state of fighting, but suddenly hearing that his opponent is dead, his mind is really a little empty, and he doesn't know how to face the things in front of him, should he say that he should stop?

This is the only question that comes to mind in the old brain, and the tears in the corners of his eyes don't know why, in short, this seems to be an acknowledgment of the problem he has written, and it is estimated that it is time for him to stop.

So after he stopped, how should he continue to live in the future, so suddenly fell into a strange state, he really didn't know what he should do in the future, at this moment he took the opportunity to call his friend.

"Hey, old Song, Ziwu is dead. When this person said this sentence again, the opposite side obviously showed a dark color of surprise, obviously, the other party did not expect things to develop to such a point.

"You're not kidding, are you, he's really dead?" the person on the other side didn't seem to believe it, so much so that he continued to ask rhetorical questions at the moment.