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As the sun sets, the western glow fades, and the sky is about to darken.

Winter nights always come unusually early.

When Song Liangcheng opened his eyes, he saw Beishan leaning on the sofa with his back to him, and the warm light in the room poured on her body, stretching a graceful curve on the ground.

Before Song Liangcheng could sit up, Beishan, who had already heard the movement, turned around, her eyes fell on Song Liangcheng, and some soft light escaped, but it disappeared in an instant, and she regained her cold appearance.

If before, Song Liangcheng would definitely not be able to find it, but after the transformation, his senses in all aspects have become extremely improved, even if Beishan's movements are weak and fleeting, he still sees it in his heart. Couldn't help but feel a sweet taste rising from within, and even his mouth was as sweet as honey.

"How are you feeling?" In the plain words, Song Liangcheng still heard the concern hidden deep inside, and a big smile bloomed on his handsome face.

"I feel better, and as soon as you come back, I feel refreshed and in good health! Good couldn't be better! ”

Beishan glanced at him, the corners of his mouth hooked up slightly, and stood up, slowly approached his side, pressed his back hard with the palm of his hand, and a miserable scream came out instantly, and then stopped abruptly.

Song Liangcheng looked at Beishan with an expressionless face with a little sneer, and then hurriedly got up, but because he got up too hard, he suddenly pulled the wound, grinned involuntarily, and shouted in his mouth: "Ouch, ouch!" ”

shouted for a while, but found that Beishan had turned around and stopped looking at him, and Song Liangcheng closed his mouth boringly.

He pretended to be too exaggerated, no wonder Beishan didn't believe it, after all, after transforming into a snake demon, his physique had been greatly enhanced, and a little pulling couldn't cause him harm and pain at all.

After getting dressed, Song Liangcheng walked to Beishan's side, and before he could speak, Beishan said lightly: "Your injury is very strange, tell me how it came about?" ”

Song Liangcheng touched the scar with some palpitations, frowned, and recalled: "Do you remember the phone call that my dad answered when he was talking to you when he first came?" That's where it all began!

My dad was the mayor of Tongcheng, and when his secretary called to say that there had been a vicious murder in the city, my dad left in a hurry. He thought it was some kind of perverted murderer who did it, but he didn't pay much attention to it. ”

Song Liangcheng paused and continued.

"Who knew that when my father returned to Tongcheng and went to see the bodies of those people in person, his face changed greatly, and he knew why it was called a vicious murder. The way those people died was the same, they all died by something poking their heads, and what was even stranger was that the brains in the skulls had disappeared! ”

"Piercing the head?"

"Yes. And after a forensic autopsy, it was found that the wounds on each corpse's head were of the same shape, with neat cuts, as if they had been polished, and the wound was similar to that of a little finger. Originally, the forensic doctor guessed that it might be caused by something like an electric drill, but after they did a confirmatory test, this conclusion was overturned. ”

"Because when they use a drill to drill through the test specimen, a large number of cracks appear on the surface of the skull, and the brain, blood, etc. inside will also spurt out. This is not the case with the deceased. Except for the hole, the rest of the deceased's skull was normal and clean. The medical examiner also guessed whether it was because the person died and the blood stopped circulating, so that the incision was so smooth and flat. But after a deep autopsy, the forensic doctors were horrified to find that all of the dead had been forcibly opened while they were alive. ”

Song Liangcheng glanced at Beishan, who was extremely engrossed in listening, and continued.

"There are also traces of something **** found on the edges of these skulls. After only a series of autopsies, the medical examiner finally concluded that the deceased had not only been craniotroped while they were alive, but also had their brains removed. But the wound is so small. How to take it? Could it be that it is to turn people upside down and take away their brains, which is even more ridiculous.

The heads of those dead were like coconuts punctured by a straw, and the murderer just sucked it lightly, and the thick brain pulp flowed out, which is disgusting to think about!

Therefore, such a case is characterized as a vicious homicide case in Tongcheng, and it is also a serial murder case. Because the murderer's modus operandi is brutal and the goal is uncertain, anyone can be attacked, and all the police forces in Tongcheng have been mobilized to hunt down the murderer with all their might! ”

"What a pity! The more I chased, the more people died, and by the time I rushed to Tongcheng, thirty-two people had died, all of whom had been craniosen. ”

Speaking of this, Song Liangcheng couldn't help but sigh a little. After becoming a snake demon, he suddenly had a power that he had never imagined, and even Zhang Hangsheng, who had practiced martial arts for many years, couldn't beat him, so he was inevitably a little flustered, and when he heard that there was a vicious murder case in his father, his father was anxious. Song Liangcheng went proudly.

Because if this case cannot be solved, the murderer cannot be apprehended, and who can afford the social turmoil caused, I am afraid that it will not be long before the father will be held accountable.

At that time, it was unknown whether it was demoted to atone for sins or parachuted into the Qingshui Yamen, and it was even possible to be swept to the end.

Song Liangcheng couldn't let such a thing happen, his father, who was in the golden age of his life, had just flattened his official career. And what kind of person his father is, Song Liangcheng knows very well. Although his father is sometimes sleek and sophisticated, he still has the idea of thinking about the people and asking for his life.

Therefore, he has always been proud to have such a father.

How could he see his father's career end in such a humiliating way?

It's a pity that he didn't help his father when he went, and he couldn't catch the murderer.

In this world, doing anything is never something that can be done with just one passion.

Beishan looked at Song Liangcheng, who had suddenly fallen silent, and a frustrated aura slowly emanated from him. She suddenly became a little angry, and kicked Song Liangcheng's body, with a "bang", causing him to fall to the ground solidly.

Song Liangcheng stood up a little dazed, he didn't understand why Beishan kicked himself?

"I'm making that useless decadent look, and I'm going to abolish you!" The cold words made Song Liangcheng shudder suddenly, and then bent over like a dog's leg and said with a flattering smile: "Yes, yes, Lord Queen, I don't dare anymore." ”

looked at Song Liangcheng's appearance as if he was interjecting, although it was still a little unpleasant, but he didn't have the depressed appearance just now.

"Go ahead, tell me how your injuries came about?"

"O'O, I'm off track, I'll continue." Song Liangcheng continued without doing anything.

"When I came to Tongcheng, my father couldn't close his eyes for several days and nights because of this incident, and even his hair turned a lot whiter. But when I told my father that I was going to join the pursuit of the murderer, my father refused, and remembered me! I lost more than a dozen heroes in a row......"

"Tell the point, don't talk about anything else." Beishan looked at Song Liangcheng, who was like a storyteller, and interrupted with a frown.

"Hey, hey! When it comes to places where I am so powerful, is it inevitable to get excited? Okay, I'll get to the point. Song Liangcheng, who was hippie and smiling, saw Beishan's increasingly cold gaze, shrunk his neck, quickly stopped talking nonsense, and said with a straight face.

"It was a rainy night, and after I persuaded my father, I led a team to patrol around a street all day, and at eight o'clock in the evening, the light rain that had been sporadic began to increase, and became heavier and heavier, until at last it was almost like a pouring down, and the rain was so dense and dim that the rest of the team could hardly see anything except me. At this time, I gave the order to close the team, and several team members were also a little relieved, after a whole day of running, their bodies had already reached the limit, and the weather was still so cold! But as soon as we had walked a few steps, we heard a scream coming from the back street, and it soon came to an abrupt end. ”

Taking a breath, Song Liangcheng's somewhat wandering eyes turned back.

"My team and I rushed to the back street, because we were the closest to there, and in less than a minute, we were at the place where the sound came from. Just as we saw a black shadow crawling on a person's body, we rushed forward with a shout of anger, but the black shadow disappeared with a "whoosh".

But how did he disappear in plain sight? Could it be that he has the ability to go to heaven and enter the earth. ”

"Just as we were vigilantly looking around, there was the sound of teammates screaming, and before we could see what was happening, we saw a teammate lying motionless on the ground, followed by the second, and the third ......" Song Liangcheng's voice trembled a little, and the scene of the team members dying tragically in front of him one by one was vivid, how could he not be touched.

After steady, he continued: "When the fifth one lay on the ground, it was my turn, and I didn't even see who it was, so he attacked me from behind and fell to the ground, but the man didn't expect that I was different from the others, and his blow only hurt me. When the man attacked me again, I finally seized the opportunity and reluctantly exchanged hands with him, but he was like a slippery loach, and he couldn't help him at all, and before I could make a few moves with him, a large number of reinforcements arrived, and in the dense gunfire, the man hit me with something, and my whole body fell to the ground like freezing in an instant. ”

Song Liangcheng, who finished speaking, sighed softly.

"Who's that man?"

"I didn't see it clearly, he was moving too fast, and the weather was bad, it was too dark!"

"Yes!" Hearing this, Kitayama thought deeply, the whole thing was strange, and it didn't seem to be something that humans could do.

Could it be some kind of evil thing or demon?

Thinking of this, Beishan's interest in this matter suddenly increased, and at the same time, a sense of slaughter also welled up in his heart.

Whatever you are, you're dead!

By the time Song Liangcheng washed up and ate something with Beishan, it was already late at night.

During this period, Wang Xueqian did not come to disturb them.

Song Liangcheng sat next to Beishan again, this time he was much calmer, and he was no longer blushing shyly.

"I'm a little sure of your injuries, but the process may be painful." Before healing, Kitayama explained the situation first, so that he would not howl for a while.

"Don't worry, Kitayama, I can hold back."

Song Liangcheng's clear eyes were full of firmness.

Kitayama slashed her fingers, and the bright red blood dripped from her onto the ice-blue scars. For a moment, the scar shuddered suddenly, followed by a terrible scream, accompanied by cyan smoke rising.

Seeing this, Beishan was suddenly shocked, no matter how you look at such a strange situation, it is related to demons, revealing weirdness and gloomy.

Accompanied by the strange situation, the sharp pain on the scar immediately appeared, as if it was burning, large beads of sweat slipped down on Song Liangcheng's forehead, and his teeth were bitten tightly by him, and even made a creaking sound, which seemed to be about to be bitten.

After a long time, the pain finally passed, and the ice-blue scar was only a shallow trace that looked like it would soon fade away.

Song Liangcheng leaned back on the chair with some prostration, as if he had been fished out of the water.

"Your injuries are fine, when you heal, I'll go to Tongcheng with you, I want to see what it is?"

Dropping this sentence, Kitayama left the room. (To be continued.) )