Fortunately, the employer in front of him didn't mind much and was still concentrating on driving his car.

Bai Tang didn't speak, and he figured out the whole thing in his mind.

According to his previous experience, if the murderer was not chosen randomly, it was targeted revenge, and it must have been done by Feng Haiying and others, and it was done recently, because according to the information provided by Liu Sheng, the relationship between this small group is not stable, and it has not been in contact for a long time.

Bai Tang pondered these things in his heart, but suddenly heard Liu Sheng say: "The remaining two are still alive, one is an old lady who is about fifty years old, and the other is an ordinary middle-aged person, Chang Qing is following this person, you got along well last time, why don't you stay here with him this time, and I will take Mr. Liu to guard the old lady." ”

Bai Tang: ""Where was the last time he and Chang Qing got along?"

Liu Sheng continued: "Just in front, Surabaya Lane, Xingta 3rd Road, Changqing is waiting for you there, and the two of you will communicate about the specific situation." ”

Bai Tang thought about it, and there was no objection, just Liu Zhengxi's temper, I really can't say whether he will fight with Changqing, in case these two don't agree, then it will be a big problem.

Liu Sheng really put him in Surabaya Lane, Xingta 3rd Road, that Chang Qing squatted on the edge of the alley, like a homeless man, Bai Tang saw him, he was inexplicably a little emotional, after many years, Chang Qing also had some traces of vicissitudes on his face.

The man was still smoking, and when he saw Bai Tang coming towards him, he couldn't help but squint and take a closer look.

Bai Tang had a smile on his face as always, showing a very mature and polite expression, and said, "Long time no see, Officer Chang, hello." ”

Chang Qing extinguished the cigarette butt on the ground and said, "Divine stick." ”

Bai Tang: "I can't have a good chat!" Although he used to be a god, he has been reformed for many years, and he really had a ghost hunt when he met Evergreen!

This is definitely bias!

Probably seeing that Bai Tang's face was a little stiff, Chang Qing smiled again, and the expression on his face was still very unruly, as if the three years had only sharpened the edges and corners of this person a little, leaving more of the hardness and sharpness that were hidden and not revealed.

Bai Tang took a deep breath and felt that he couldn't care too much, so he said, "If you want to cooperate tonight, let's tell me the specific situation first." ”

Chang Qing stood up, stretched, and said, "Follow me." ”

"Smack!"

A man who slammed into the face of the man in front of him, and the man who was wrapped in black clothes all over his body withdrew his hand, unable to see his expression clearly, and could only read the angry emotions through the suppressed voice, he said, "Fang Han, you are too arrogant!" Do you know what you're doing?! ”

Fang Han's head was tilted to the side, and then the tilted head was tilted back a little, looking at the man in front of him with a blank and straight gaze, and muttered a few times in his throat.

It was a man with a pair of gray-white eyes, his eyes had lost their pupils and brilliance, his face was sallow, his cheekbones were high and prominent, his eyes were hollow, his expression was dull, his hands were drooping, his fingertips and red blood were dripping on the ground, and his whole body was in an unnatural stiff state, looking straight ahead

The man in front of him muttered in his throat for a long time before a faint voice came out of his mouth, "Wish, wish"

I couldn't hear what it was trying to say, but such a vague tone seemed to make the heart of the man facing him a little soft, he seemed to take a deep breath, took out a pack of white napkins from his arms, grabbed the man's hand, and wiped the blood on his hands little by little, and the fingers wrapped in tissues were only bones, showing a lifeless blue-gray, as if someone had forcibly sucked the flesh and blood.

Ji Yuan used a tissue to scrub the blood on Fang Han's face again, and said, "Go and stay in the house, don't go out without my order." ”

That Fang Han didn't understand, and kept looking at Ji Yuan blankly, like the most docile little animal.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a corpse lying in front of him that exuded a strong smell of blood, anyone who saw such a Fang Han would not think that he was harmful, and they would not even think that his movements could be so swift and vigorous.

Ji Yuan fixed Fang Han's head with his hands, took off his sunglasses, looked straight at his gray-white eyes, and said in an accentuated tone, "Go back to the house, don't come out without my order!" ”

That Fang Han seemed to understand this time, and his figure flashed, and he rushed into the house in Ji Yuan's mouth like lightning, an empty private mansion.

This is a residential area located in the southern suburbs of City A, located in the middle of nowhere, with relatively few people, what Ji Yuan found was a house with no people, and the right to live was obtained by some extraordinary means, the house was on the seventh floor, the window was always open, Fang Han walked around for a long time, and then he jumped in and ran in.

Intelligence is still at the bottom, Ji Yuan thought. He actually came out and attacked people without his permission.

Although Fang Han instinctively knew that he had to drag the food to a safe place to eat, and with the demon's ability, he dragged the corpse to this construction area that had been stopped, but it was still too obvious, and the blood had penetrated into the ground, and it could not be cleaned up at all.

Looking at the corpse's broken clothes, it should be a homeless man nearby, and even if he dies, he won't be able to make much waves.

However, he couldn't leave the corpse exposed to the sun and gather some flies to get into trouble.

He looked around, and saw the big pit that had been dug in front of him, with high piles of earth on both sides, and it was supposed to be used to lay the foundation or do something else, which was a good place to bury the corpse, and this place had been stopped for a long time, and no one knew how long it would take to rebuild. He picked up the bloody corpse with one hand, walked straight to the big pit in front of him, threw the corpse down casually, and covered it with a layer of dirt himself.

In this way, it will not be discovered for the time being, or, perhaps, it will never be discovered.

Ji Yuan finished disposing of the corpse, washed his hands carefully, put on his sunglasses, and became a strange person again, walking on the endless streets, he even took a bus from where he lived all the way to Xingta 3rd Road.

I'm human, he thought.

He came from hell and stood in the crowd again, he returned to the human world with a toughness that ordinary people could not imagine, and he could not let any accidents happen

Destroy his way.

Only, one more night, as long as all the garbage is cleaned up by him.

He would then re-establish order and restrain those who came back with him.

City A will also restore peace, and there will be nothing but the occasional gore.

In front, it is Surabaya Lane.

Ji Yuan hooked his lips slightly, although his eyes could no longer express any emotion, he still tried his best to show his happiness, and after a while, he lowered his eyes as if giving up.

The person he was waiting for was inside, and he could start another feast in the evening.

There are still two people arguing at the mouth of Surabaya Alley, both of them are very good-looking young people, they seem to disagree, and they quarrel a little loudly, but the content is very unnutritious, and Ji Yuan can't help but want to laugh.

But he couldn't laugh, so he gave up, and wandered around to find a house with no people, and the gecko climbed from behind to the top, and the ghost seemed to lurk silently in the shadows, making a slight sound in a strange tone that ordinary people could not understand.

It's like whispering, and it's like singing.

There were also indistinct tones in the wind, as if in harmony.

(End of chapter)

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