Xing Yuan and Wu Mourning tied up the bloodthirsty black shadow that had fainted and stuffed it into the trunk of a black SUV driven by Wu Mourning. Just now, Xing Yuan used a flashlight to clear the face of the black shadow, not Geng Tingwei. Xing Yuan couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Xing Yuan: "The nearest police station is not far from here, send him over." ”

Wu Mourning: "Send it to the police station?" In what name? Drinking pig blood? According to the legal procedure, even if this thing is sent to the police station, it will be acquitted in the end, and if it comes out, it may cause disaster to the world, and in the end I will be busy in vain. ”

Xing Yuan: "You call him, this thing?" ”

Wu Mourning: "At least, you can't call him a person anymore." ”

Xing Yuan: "If this person is not sent to the police station, what are you going to do with him?" ”

Wu Mourning: "Sent to a psychiatric hospital, isolated first, he has shown obvious bloodlust and violent tendencies, and the doctors know what to do." ”

Xing Yuan: "Okay, send him over first, I still have a lot of questions for you." ”

Wu Mourning: "Don't worry, boy, I'll tell you everything you want to know, but you have to wait for me to take a shower first." ”

The black SUV drove off the darker road with a carload of foul stench......

Nine a.m., hospital ward.

Xing Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. What a familiar environment.

The wound on his left lower abdomen had been changed, and Xing Yuan felt as if he had never left the ward. Could it be that everything last night was another nightmare?

No, it's definitely not a nightmare, all the feelings are real, Xing Yuan can even smell the foul smell of the tin bin at this time.

Yes, that's right, the clothes you wore last night were hanging on the hanger, and Xing Yuan approached the hanger and sniffed it vigorously.

Suddenly, the door to the ward opened, and a strange man entered.

"What's the matter? You didn't smell enough of that smell last night, did you? The man who came in teased Xing Yuan while putting the breakfast he was carrying on the table.

"You are? Wu mourning? Xing Yuan carefully looked at the man in front of him, thirty-five or sixteen years old, with resolute eyes, high nose bridge and deep eye sockets, a soft tone, a height of one meter seventy-five, but his steps were calm and powerful.

Wu Mourning: "Last night, you lost too much blood in the car and were too nervous, and you fainted, so I will send you back to the hospital." You kid, you're too bold, I want your team to know, I have to scold you to death. ”

Xing Yuan: "Oh, thank you. ”

Wu Mourning: "Don't be in a hurry to be polite, eat breakfast first, your serious injury has not healed, and your body is important." Ask questions while eating. ”

Wu Mourning's tone of voice was very gentle, but it gave people an invisible prestige that made people unconsciously obey.

Xing Yuan sat down, picked up the bun, and took a sip of hot porridge: "Do you know our Wang team?" ”

Wu Mourning: "I have known each other for a long time, and we have worked together on several cases. ”

Xing Yuan: "You're also a policeman?" ”

Wu Mourning: "Maybe it's so, but it's not the kind of uniformed police like you understand, I'm in charge of some cases that you can't handle with conventional means." ”

Xing Yuan: "Team Wang said that you are a spirit slayer, which sounds very strange. ”

Wu Mourning: "Wang Liansheng will tell you this, which shows that he trusts you very much." That's right, I'm a Spirit Slayer, and the last Spirit Slayer in the world. ”

Xing Yuan: "You just said that the police can't handle unsolved cases by conventional means, what do you mean by this kind of unsolved cases?" ”

Wu Mourning: "The job of the soul slayer, as the name suggests, is to kill the evil spirit, and this evil spirit is not the demon and monster you understand. The so-called spirit is an extreme thought sent out by a person before death, such as fear, hatred, hatred, etc., forming a negative and powerful energy, which exists in the magnetic field of the universe, and it cannot be seen or touched by current scientific means, but it does really exist, entangled in the scene remembered by the deceased before his death, affecting the heart and consciousness of others, you can understand it as possession. Through possession, evil spirits will constantly spread resentment to this world, and if left unchecked, this world will gradually turn into hell. ”

Xing Yuan: "Unbelievable! ”

Wu Mourning: "You don't believe it? ”

Xing Yuan: "Why can only the Spirit Slayer solve these strange cases?" Where does the origin of the Spirit Slayer begin? ”

Wu Mourning: "The identity of the soul slayer is based on blood relations and is hereditary from generation to generation. As for the origin of the spirit slayer, I have only heard from my ancestors, and the first generation of spirit slayer people in this world was actually possessed by spirits. As I said earlier, the spirit is an extreme thought sent out by the deceased before death, and the thoughts are also divided into positive and negative, and the first generation of soul slayers are possessed by an extremely strong, forgiving, and positive spirit, and since then, the mission of generations of soul slayers is to save the world, dispel the darkness, and kill the spirit to repay their wishes. ”

Xing Yuan lowered his head, looking a little depressed: "I'm sorry, what you said completely messed up my original worldview. ”

Wu Mourning: "It's okay, boy, at first glance, when I hear this, most people's reaction is either to suspect that I'm crazy or suspect that I'm crazy, you're not bad." The police pay attention to evidence, so as a police officer, you can make a judgment based on the actual situation, and we might as well talk about this case of sinking bodies at the bottom of the lake in the park. ”

Xing Yuan: "How much do you know about this case?" ”

Wu Mourning: "All." ”

Xing Yuan: "Why don't you tell Team Wang and take action directly." ”

Wu Mourning: "You have your own procedures, and even if you catch the murderer, it won't help." ”

Xing Yuan: "Do you know who the murderer is?" ”

Wu Mourning: "Don't say you haven't doubted it, I'm sure you've made a discovery." ”

Xing Yuan sighed: "Jinghua Hutong, bun shop." ”

Wu Mourning: "That's right, the cause of everything is this bun shop." ”

Xing Yuan looked at Wu Mourning with longing eyes.

Wu Mourning: "The owner of the steamed bun shop before was an old man over half a hundred years old, named Wu Gensheng, honest and responsible, he has been running a steamed bun shop for more than 20 years, and many people near the steamed bun shop are pointing to his craftsmanship to eat in the morning. But in the coldest part of last winter, Wu Gensheng's daughter Wu Yu returned to the Northeast, and the father and daughter had a conflict because of the relocation of Wu Gensheng's wife and son and Wu Gensheng's pension. ”

Hearing this, Xing Yuan looked at the meat bun in the breakfast in front of him, and suddenly felt sick to his stomach.

Wu Mian didn't care about Xing Yuan's reaction, and continued: "Wu Gensheng, who learned the truth, was heartbroken, and finally died in anger and remorse, and the beggar who had already devoured human blood chopped Wu Gensheng into meat stuffing and made it into buns. But although this old Wu is physically dead, the resentment is not extinguished, that is, the spirit I told you, fills the entire bun shop, and at the same time, it also fills the beggar's already evil heart. ”

Xing Yuan clenched his fists: "So, Wu Gensheng's spirit possessed the beggar to take revenge on this society." He hated this world and all beggars, so he brutally killed all 26 beggars in the county, threw their bones into the bottom of the lake in the park, and even took out the rest to make a business and sold it to people in the neighborhood who came to buy breakfast every day. The common people who ate the human meat stuffed buns full of resentment were like being infected with a virus, which aroused the deepest evil in their hearts, so that they slowly began to lose their humanity, and even became bloodthirsty, turning into walking corpses like Geng Tingwei. ”

Wu Mourning: "Yes, Wang Liansheng didn't look at the wrong person. ”

Xing Yuan didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and continued to ask: "Then the owner of the bun shop is a beggar who is possessed by Wu Gensheng's evil spirit?" ”

Wu Mourning: "Yes, in fact, I can't determine whether he is a beggar or Wu Gensheng from the bottom up, but this person is very cunning, he is worried that Wu Yu will not return to the south to work for a long time and cause suspicion, so he took the initiative to use Wu Yu's mobile phone to call his friends in the address book one by one, lying that he is Wu Yu's fiancé, Wu Gensheng is seriously ill and needs to be taken care of by the two here, and borrow money from everyone one by one, connections are a very fragile thing, it can be seen the moment you borrow money, and everyone will naturally stop contacting Wu Yu." On the county side, the beggar took over the steamed bun shop, and lied that Wu Gensheng and his daughter went to the south to retire, and he was Wu Gensheng's nephew who came to the county seat to inherit the old shop, and the craftsmanship was more fragrant than the steamed buns made by Lao Wu, so everyone was not surprised and did not suspect anything. ”

Xing Yuan tried his best to restrain his anger: "Did Geng Tingwei become a bloodthirsty devil because he ate a beggar's bun?" ”

Wu Mourning: "He lives in the alley where the bun shop is located, what do you say?" ”

Xing Yuan: "Then why did Geng Tingwei kill his colleague Xiao Zhao?" ”

Wu mourning: "Geng Tingwei went home to recuperate before, spent all his savings, and wanted to come back to work, because the company's management level was not in place, Xiao Zhao took Geng Tingwei's customers as his own, which was a big blow to Geng Tingwei, who was already in financial distress, Geng Tingwei lacked all the confidence to start again, went to the bar to borrow wine to drown his sorrows, and then ate human meat buns containing resentment, so he gradually hated Xiao Zhao from resentment, and in the end, everyone ate Xiao Zhao alive. ”

Xing Yuan: "Not everyone who has eaten steamed buns will become like Geng Tingwei, right?" I had seen the son of the shopkeeper Li Decai, who also ate human meat buns, and although his face and eyes became very strange, this child did not show ......"

Wu Mian shook his head: "Really? This morning, when you were still in a coma, I received a notice from Wang Liansheng that Li Decai and his wife were stabbed to death by their biological son with a pen in the store, and the neighbors who went to the store to buy things found this bloody scene and called the police as soon as possible. ”

Xing Yuan's head was buzzing, his fists were pounding on the table, he couldn't stand this miserable life anymore.

Wu Mourning continued: "Wu Gensheng's spirit hates beggars, and the beggars in the county town have almost been killed, so the human flesh buns cannot be supplied, and the people who have already eaten the human flesh buns are like drug addicts who suddenly cut off the drug supply, they can't eat human flesh, so they can only try to drink the blood of livestock, and then the flesh and blood of people they have grudges or hatred in their hearts. In short, people who have eaten steamed buns, from now on, they can only feed on resentment and resentment, Li Decai's son looks honest, in fact, due to the pressure of the exam and the wrong education method of filial piety under the stick of Li Decai and his wife, this originally pure heart has already been filled with resentment, which eventually led to the tragedy this morning. ”

Xing Yuan stood up abruptly and walked quickly towards the door, Wu Mourning immediately grabbed Xing Yuan's shoulder, "I know what you're going to do, it's useless for you to go over directly like this." ”

Xing Yuan almost roared: "How can it be useless, catching the beggar now, at least you can avoid more people from being harmed." ”

Wu Mourning: "Boy, let me tell you, if things were really that simple, I wouldn't have to sit here and talk nonsense with you." As long as the beggar is willing, he can mobilize more than a hundred ordinary people at any time and be under his command like a walking corpse, what will you do then, do you kill everyone? ”

After listening to Wu Mourning's words, Xing Yuan gradually regained his senses, and his body also sat down again according to the strength of Wu Mourning's palm.

Xing Yuan: "Then now, what should I do?" ”

Wu Mourning: "I have already sent the plan to Wang Liansheng, and he should have started to prepare." ”

Xing Yuan: "What plan?" ”

Wu Mourning: "Greed, hatred, hatred, love and evil desires, no one in the world can escape, once the evil in the heart rises, it cannot be reversed." But since evil thoughts are stimulated by human meat buns, which are like drugs, maybe you can also quit evil thoughts by using the way of drug rehabilitation. My plan is for Wang Liansheng to organize a large-scale police force, infiltrate every corner of the county, observe and record every person with a pale face and yellow eyes at close range, and once there are signs of bloodthirstiness, arrest them on the grounds of mental illness, and isolate them for treatment, so that even if they can't be saved, at least they won't be brought to the world. As for the beggar, when all the innocent people he can control are quarantined, we can do something to him. ”

Xing Yuan: "It seems that this is the only way, but I want to continue to participate in this operation, and I want to capture the devil with my own hands." ”

Wu Mourning: "You are not only smart, brave, but also full of justice, Wang Liansheng really didn't see the wrong person." ”

Wu Mian mentioned this sentence again, and this time it caught Xing Yuan's attention.

Xing Yuan: "It's not like pure appreciation and praise, my intuition tells me that you have something to say." ”

Wu Mourning: "Yes, as a spirit slayer, I lack an assistant, Wang Liansheng recommended you to me before. ”

Xing Yuan: "Assistant? Have you never had an assistant before? ”

Wu Mourning: "Yes." ”

Xing Yuan: "Isn't he competent?" ”

Wu Mourning: "He is very competent, just like you, shrewd, resolute, and full of justice. ”

Xing Yuan: "Then why replace me?" ”

Wu Mourning was silent for a few seconds: "He's dead." ”