Chapter 222: Why preemptively

Yang Gaoyang was already in a different place, and the eyeballs of his eyes were also brutally gouged out by the murderer, and the blood flowed all over the floor in the bedroom, exuding a pungent smell of blood.

His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, tight and tight, his face was already iron-blue, and his eyes were full of slaughter.

"Leave me a contact information." After Ye Yangcheng silently stared at Yang Gaoyang's corpse for more than ten seconds, the middle-aged director slowly walked to Ye Yangcheng's side, and after taking a look at Yang Gaoyang's corpse, he fell on Ye Yangcheng's body and said, "Maybe there are some things that you need to help me recall." ”

"Hmm." Ye Yangcheng nodded slightly, but he didn't immediately reply to the middle-aged director, but turned his head to look at Yang Gaoyang's mother, and said a little astringently: "Auntie, mourn, I... I believe that the police will not let the murderer go unpunished. ”

There was a hint of murder in his eyes, and he took a deep breath: "It must not be"

Leaving his mobile phone number for the middle-aged director, Ye Yangcheng drove directly to the Baojing Town Cemetery after coming out of Yang Gaoyang's house, and intuitively told Ye Yangcheng that the deaths of Yang Gaoyang, Little Fat Man and others may have some direct or indirect connections with the situation in the cemetery.

In the case of not knowing the origin and purpose of the murderer, Ye Yangcheng could only rush to the cemetery with luck to see if he could find some clues, although he knew very well that the chances of such a small were pitiful.

Liu Xueying's well-dressed mound did not have many valuable funeral goods, but according to the local customs of Baojing Town, ninety-nine coins ranging from one dime to one yuan were added to it, and Ye Yangcheng believed that no tomb robber would look at the ninety-nine yuan funeral goods

If it weren't for the tomb robbers who dug up Liu Xueying's clothed grave, then who would be so bored and bothered to dig up the grave made of cement?

Too many doubts shrouded Ye Yangcheng's heart, and after driving to the cemetery, Ye Yangcheng got out of the car directly and walked into the cemetery, and went straight to the top and middle of the cemetery, which was only a little bit of a square meter of land, and walked in a hurry.

Walking through the sixth row of the cemetery, Ye Yangcheng suddenly noticed that a man with a wooden expression was standing in front of a tombstone on his left, more than one meter tall, wearing a black vest, so straight and pestle, with neither a broom for cleaning nor a sacrificial item for memorial in his hand, it was empty.

However, seeing his wooden expression, it was equated with the four words of excessive sadness, and with other things in his heart, Ye Yangcheng didn't think too much, turned his head and continued to move towards Liu Xueying's clothed mound.

As Xiao Tianji said to Ye Yangcheng before he was killed, Liu Xueying's mound has indeed been dug up, to be precise, it is more like someone used some means to cut it into several pieces and blast it open.

There were many pieces scattered around the concrete and red brick tomb, and the urn that had been symbolically placed in the mound was missing, but the ninety-nine yuan coin scattered in the grave had not been touched in the slightest, and only the urn was missing

The brows were tightly locked, if Ye Yangcheng remembered correctly, there was nothing else in the urn except for the underwear that Liu Xueying had lost at school.

Who is this person who pries open the cemetery?

Standing in front of the mound that had been pried, Ye Yangcheng was a little dazed and fell into a state of thought, he really couldn't understand who would choose such a late and more midnight time to come to such a gloomy ghost place to pry open people's tombs, and then ...... Take the urn?

Thinking about it, apart from being a madman or a fool, Ye Yangcheng really can't think of any other possibility, even if he is a madman with a fetish, it is impossible to know that this urn contains a piece of Liu Xueying's underwear

With no clue, no clues, no evidence, Ye Yangcheng couldn't guess what was going on at all?

Just as Ye Yangcheng was frowning and thinking hard, Xing Junfei and the others who had been summoned by him had already fallen from mid-air, showing their figures beside Ye Yangcheng, and knelt down in front of Ye Yangcheng in unison, and said respectfully: "Master"

Seeing the appearance of Xing Junfei and the others, although Ye Yangcheng was irritable, he didn't show it in front of them, and after nodding quietly, Ye Yangcheng lowered his voice and said, "A few of you, immediately disperse in Baojing Town, focus on investigating suspicious appearances, alien mutant rebels, etc., and notify me immediately if you find any clues."

"Yes, master" Xing Junfei nodded and got up, and after arranging it again for Tang Taiyuan and the others, he turned into a few streamers and rose to the sky again, scattering towards several main traffic roads in Baojing Town, forming a trend of encirclement, and investigating in the direction of the town center.

Such a move of looking for a needle in a haystack did prove that Ye Yangcheng had no choice, but he obviously wouldn't have thought that just as he was standing in front of the mound and frowning and thinking, two black domestic red flag cars with military plates also stopped in the parking lot below the cemetery, and from these two red flag cars, six men aged from twenty-seven or eight to thirty-five years old, and their heights ranged from one meter six to one meter nine.

The first to get off the first Hongqi car was the oldest and tallest man, who stood next to the car and looked up at the cemetery on the mountain, with a solemn expression.

"From what we know so far, the three deceased who were killed were all involved in the construction of this clothed mound, and they were all former high school classmates." The man took a deep breath, turned his head to the other five beside him, and said, "In the absence of other commonalities, the well-dressed mound in this cemetery may be the key to solving the case." ”

Speaking of this, the man paused for a moment and explained in a deep voice: "This is the first case accepted by our supernatural incident processing center, whether it is solved or not is directly related to the amount of funds for our department's future operations, it all cheers me up, years of training, this time, it's time to research."

"Brother Gang." Hearing this man's words, a young man in his twenties standing on his right side frowned slightly, and said with a little hesitation: "You say, could this incident be the target of our visit to Wenle County this time......

"Until the case is solved, it's not good to make a decision too early." The man who was called Brother Gang narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay, don't talk nonsense, let's go up and take a look, I've checked everything inside and out, and I must not let go of any suspicions."

"Yes" The five men snapped and saluted Brother Gang, and then Brother Gang took out a pair of coffee-colored sunglasses from his pocket, put them on the bridge of his nose, and waved his hand towards the steps leading to the cemetery at the foot of the mountain......

"What the hell is going on?" Pacing around Liu Xueying's ruined clothed mound, the palm of his left hand supporting the elbow of his right hand, and the palm of his right hand rubbing his chin, Ye Yangcheng's face was full of suspicion.

No matter which way he thought about it, he really couldn't figure out what the cause of this matter was. Obviously, the murderer who killed Xiaotian Chicken was definitely the one who dug up Liu Xueying's clothed grave, there is no doubt about it.

But the question is, why did he dig up Liu Xueying's mound, and why did he want to attack Xiaotian chickens and them, and ...... Or is it such a ruthless method?

Ye Yangcheng didn't want to let go of the murderer, but more like cutting this murderer with a thousand knives to avenge Xiao Tian Ji and them.

But the premise of these things is that he has to find this murderer

If you don't even know who this murderer is...... No matter how much you think about it, it's useless

His brain ached faintly, but Ye Yangcheng had to think about it, even if he knew that it was useless to work here, Ye Yangcheng didn't know where he should go to investigate the identity of the murderer.

Ye Yangcheng, who had been thinking about it, didn't notice that the man in the black vest who had been ignored by him before was standing in front of a tombstone about fifteen meters away from him at the moment, looking at him quietly, with a very wooden look on his face, but there were words in his mouth, as if chanting: "The danger is beyond the range of attacks, ask for help." The danger is beyond the attackable range, call for help......"

If Ye Yangcheng could hear this man's whispering to himself at this time, he would definitely look at Zhao Rongrong and Yuko Ogura who were standing on either side of him, don't look at these two women who only serve Ye Yangcheng on weekdays and play the role of a handmaiden, but ...... The two of them are definitely qualified personal bodyguards.

The strength has already exceeded that of the S-class Inhuman in the upper stage, I don't know how many times, but there is no chance for the two of them to make a move on weekdays.

Ye Yangcheng frowned and pondered there, did not observe the surrounding situation, Zhao Rongrong, who was invisibly accompanying Ye Yangcheng, noticed the black vest man who was acting strangely at this moment, looking at the black vest man whose lips trembled and didn't know what he was saying, the look on Zhao Rongrong's face slowly became a little solemn......

However, Zhao Rongrong didn't move, and she didn't even have the idea of making a preemptive move, although this man gave her the feeling of danger, it was definitely not beyond the controllable range.

In other words, accompanied by her and Yuko Ogura, this man could not pose any threat to Yeyang City at all.

Since there is no threat, what preemptive strike is needed?

After staring at the man in the black vest for a while, Zhao Rongrong muttered to herself and turned her head to the side: "When the master finishes thinking, report to the master, and then let the master decide......"

At this time, the six men who claimed to be the center of supernatural events had also stepped into the scope of the cemetery......

[The foreshadowing in front is very important, so there is now and the next intricacy, ups and downs, and the plot content that is about to explode, what Lao Zui wants to say is that the water-injected plot that has nothing to do with the development of the main line of content, Lao Zui will never write, please brothers and sisters put their hearts in their stomachs, and take out their hearts but they will catch a cold...... O(∩_∩)O~To be calm]――