Yang Wanjiang didn't know where to take out a small ball of silver luster, like soft mud, and then pressed it directly to the keyhole, and the metallic soft mud was attached to the keyhole, which became smaller with the naked eye, and after a while, Yang Wanjiang gently pinched it, pinched out an ear, and then twisted it hard, and the lock cylinder turned with it.

Xu Xingkong looked at it in surprise, not only because of the magical soft mud that opened the door lock, but also because of the subversion of Yang Wanjiang's image, he originally thought that this fairy figure could open the lock with a finger, but it turned out that he also needed to use this kind of high-tech!

"This is also a spirit weapon, which belongs to a low-level spirit weapon, and can change its hardness and shape with a primordial spirit. ”

Yang Wanjiang explained, Xu Xingkong suddenly realized, it turned out that this inconspicuous soft mud was also a spiritual weapon, in fact, after thinking about it a little, he understood that this soft mud was very unusual, this was clearly a powerful tool and weapon.

The door lock opened, Yang Wanjiang pulled out the silver soft mud, and opened the wooden door on the inside in the same way, and the situation in the room appeared in front of him.

Standing in the entrance and looking inward, Xu Xingkong's perspective is limited, and he can only see a small part of the living room, which seems to be a Chinese lattice, and through the classical partition, he can see the very eye-catching part of the living room.

"No, no one?"

Xu Xingkong's voice was slightly louder, in fact, he was a little weak-minded, this kind of behavior of entering without asking seems to be no different from burglary, the problem is that he is not a thief, and of course the one next to him is not, so he actually subconsciously wants to report to the owner of the house when he speaks at this time, even if there is really no one inside, it is not considered to enter without telling him.

"There are people, but they are just dead people. ”

"Dead, dead?!How do you know?!"

Xu Xingkong was taken aback, and the footsteps that had been mentioned suddenly shrank back, but Yang Wanjiang didn't explain at all, let alone wait, and walked in directly.

Xu Xingkong hesitated slightly, turned his head to look behind him, and hurriedly followed.

"You don't have to close the door, someone has to come later. ”

Yang Wanjiang said as he walked, and stepped on the wooden floor of the entrance in the blink of an eye, he didn't seem to have any intention of changing his shoes, so he stepped on the bright teak floor, turned the partition, and had a panoramic view of the huge living room.

Xu Xingkong quickly glanced at it, didn't find anything in the way, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was immediately stunned by this huge luxurious living room.

The decoration of the living room is mainly light gold and wood color, the furniture is mainly mahogany, gold lacquer pattern, it looks luxurious but not tacky, a golden chandelier on the ceiling exudes bright light, there is a 100-inch large TV facing up on the front multi-functional cabinet, the living room furniture is very simple, in addition to a set of sofa coffee table, there are only some corner cabinets in the corners, on which there are some emerald green plants, the middle of the living room is very spacious, it can be used as a dance floor, and the left side is the Bogu shelf that separates the living room and the dining room, and there are some porcelain that looks exquisite。

There is an aisle between Bogu and the restaurant, and the lights in the aisle are on, but the light is slightly dim.

The chandelier in the dining room was also turned on, and under the light was a mahogany dining table with some dishes on it, as if the owner was preparing dinner, and judging from the dishes and chopsticks on the table, it was two people dining.

Xu Xingkong quickly observed the environment, and then looked at Yang Wanjiang suspiciously.

"Lord Yang Zhai, whose house is this?"

"Hong Shengye's home, that is, your immediate boss. ”

"Mr. Hong?!"

Xu Xingkong was a little surprised, in fact, he also boldly guessed just now, it turned out that this was really Mr. Hong's home, so Mr. Hong had been given by Lu Qianqian

Thinking of this, Xu Xingkong's feelings in his heart were very complicated, on the one hand, he was sorry for Lu Qianqian, on the other hand, he blamed himself, and of course, there was a little bit of fear.

Yang Wanjiang didn't speak, and walked around the Bogu frame to the aisle, Xu Xingkong hesitated again, but finally gritted his teeth and followed.

Yang Wanjiang stood at the door of what should be the bedroom, looking at it calmly, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, Xu Xingkong pondered for a while, and decided to take a look, he was not really so curious, he just didn't want to see Yang Wanjiang's disdainful eyes.

Crossing Yang Wanjiang's shoulder, Xu Xingkong saw the situation in the bedroom.

To be honest, the scene is actually quite harmonious, under the bright lights, there are two people lying quietly on the bed and on the ground, one on their back and one on their stomach, but from their posture, there is no life.

Xu Xingkong sighed secretly, fortunately it was not bloody at all.

Yang Wanjiang turned his head and glanced at Xu Xingkong, raised his feet and walked towards the room, Xu Xingkong hurriedly spoke: "Lord Yang Zhai, there will be footprints left on the scene, or we won't go in." ”

Yang Wanjiang pursed his lips and walked in without pause, Xu Xingkong shook his head helplessly, and could only follow in.

Yang Wanjiang walked to the edge of the big bed first, the sheets on the bed were slightly messy, and there were obvious scratching marks on the sheets, which could be seen to have been scratched by a lying woman.

Lying on her back on the bed was a charming woman, neatly dressed, but her face looked very hideous, her unwilling godless eyes almost protruded from her sockets, and there were obvious bruises on her fair neck, as well as a few thin blood marks.

This was strangled to death, right?

Xu Xingkong guessed that as for the murderer, Xu Xingkong first thought of Lu Qianqian, but considering Lu Qianqian's figure and strength, and comparing it with the woman lying on the bed, he felt that it was unlikely, and then Xu Xingkong's eyes turned to the man lying on the ground.

Judging from the appearance of half of his side face, this seems to be his top boss, and the reason why Xu Xingkong can't be very sure is because his face is extremely distorted and has been completely deformed, Xu Xingkong guessed that he was extremely frightened or angry in his heart, but unfortunately his angry eyes were completely devoid, so he couldn't tell this.

From the blood stains on the backs of his hands, it can be roughly determined that it was Mr. Hong who was lying on the ground who strangled the woman on the bed.

Xu Xingkong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time sighed with emotion in his heart, a few hours ago, this guy was still scolding people in the company to engage in conspiracy, and a few hours later, he had died silently in his own home, if he guessed correctly, the woman who died in bed was likely to be his wife, this sudden tragic ending was really unacceptable.

"Yes, he killed her?"

Xu Xingkong's head was a little confused, but Yang Wanjiang understood what Xu Xingkong was talking about.

"Well, it's an illusion, Hong Shengye regarded his wife as something that wanted to harm him, so he strangled his wife with his own hands. ”

"And how did he die himself?"

"Myocardial infarction! In fact, the soul is scattered after the soul is strongly disturbed, people have three souls and seven souls, and if the seven souls are lost, the body functions will be stopped, and the appearance is myocardial infarction. ”

Xu Xingkong's eyes shrank: "This, this is what Lu Qianqian did?"

"There is no doubt that just now she still had a bad aura and a trace of human spirit fluctuations that have not completely dissipated, in short, it is the resentment of the dead. ”

"You mean ghosts?"

"Cut, these two people are not qualified to be ghosts, and being a ghost also depends on the strength of the soul, at least these two people don't have this ability, but they don't have the remnants of the primordial spirits that have completely dissipated, and the devil will partially absorb these primordial spirits for his own use after harming others. ”

"Like my ability to absorb youkai?"

"Probably, it's not exactly the same, you'll understand this, okay, you've seen everything you need to see, let's go. ”

"Then don't you call the police?"

"It's already been reported, otherwise who will help the two of us eliminate the traces of being at the scene?"

Xu Xingkong looked at Yang Wanjiang in surprise, Yang Wanjiang just smiled faintly, revealing the appearance of a god stick who was a master in the world.

"Oh, then Lord Yang Zhai, since you always knew that it was Lu Qianqian, why didn't you catch her on the spot, maybe maybe she will continue to harm people, I can't help her, maybe stopping her is the only thing I can do." ”

"Are you blaming me?"

Yang Wanjiang looked at Xu Xingkong playfully, Xu Xingkong looked at Yang Wanjiang and said:

"No, it's just that you yourself said that it's not your duty to slay demons?"

Yang Wanjiang tugged at the corners of his mouth and said: "Let's go, go to the living room and sit down, as for why I didn't catch Lu Qianqian just now, it's because I want to put a long line to catch a big fish, and by the way, catch the monster hidden behind her, as for whether she will continue to harm people, is that serious?"

"Not heavy?"

Xu Xingkong asked with some anger, perhaps, he was stung by Yang Wanjiang's indifference, for Yang Wanjiang, the lives of ordinary people are like ants, but not long ago, Xu Xingkong was also one of these countless ants, and it was just a matter of injury, and it had nothing to do with justice.

Yang Wanjiang curled the corners of his mouth, didn't say anything, stretched out his hand to set aside Xu Xingkong, who was blocking in front of him, and walked away with unhurried steps.

Xu Xingkong clenched his fists vigorously, turned his head to look at the two deceased people with hideous faces, his face changed, and finally he sighed helplessly, leaned around, turned around and ran away.

Bypassing the Bogu frame, Xu Xingkong saw Yang Wanjiang sitting on the mahogany sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, swaying his feet left and right to look at the very luxuriously decorated room.

Xu Xingkong walked to the edge of the sofa, looked at Yang Wanjiang condescendingly, and then sat on the single sofa on one side with the package speechless, but his eyes drifted to the direction of the door, not touching Yang Wanjiang.

The dull atmosphere in the living room didn't last long, when a crisp elevator bell rang, and a series of hurried leather shoes hitting the marble came immediately, and there were at least three or more people listening to the sounds.

"Who called the police?

Footsteps stopped at the door, and a calm voice asked aloud.

Yang Wanjiang put away Erlang's legs and stood up, straightened the robe on his body, turned to look at the direction of the door and said loudly: "Come in, it's me who called the police, there was a murder here, and there were two deceased, both in the bedroom." ”

Xu Xingkong also stood up with the package, frowning and looking at Yang Wanjiang, when did this old man call the police, why didn't he know it at all?

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