I nodded slightly, "So we wanted to find out who those people had been in contact with." ”

"Can you show me the information about the deceased?"

"Here." Jiang Qi took out a piece of paper from her pocket, she obviously came prepared, and she had no intention of handing over the case to us at all.

"I don't believe in the words of gods and ghosts, I only believe in my own eyes."

Lao Yang didn't care about her in general, this woman's head was not suitable, the diodes in her head were estimated to be short-circuited, she couldn't understand the form, and she was always playing tricks, and her impression of her was extremely bad.

Chen Weiyong took the information, his brows furrowed more and more, "We are also a famous nightclub in Jincheng in the world, and the flow of people in and out is also huge, these deceased people are all of average status, and it is unlikely to attract attention, after all, guests also have privacy." ”

"I'll call Uncle Fang over again to take a look, he is more familiar with the situation here than I do."

Fang Lang glanced at him unhappily, "These people shouldn't be regular customers, or they spend less, and no one will bother to pay attention to them." ”

"Sure? Take a good look. Jiang Qi said urgently.

Chen Weiyong and Fang Lang won't lie to us, saying that they don't know.

Cai Zhongzhi stretched out his hand and took the information, "Then I will bother you." ”

"Master, will this matter really have an impact on the world?"

"Perhaps!"

Chen Weiyong was silent for a while.

I don't even know what the murderer's intentions are, and there is no way to find out at all, if he wants to hide, I guess no one can find him, but I have a gut feeling that he can't just stop there.

"I have offended a lot today, and I ask Haihan, when this matter is over, we will come to apologize." Lao Yang said solemnly.

Chen Weiyong just wanted to say something, and Cai Zhongzhi's phone rang. After going out and quickly trotting in, "The sixth deceased appeared, and... The identity is not ordinary..."

He glanced at Cai Zhongzhi intentionally or unintentionally, and Cai Zhongzhi was worried about the situation in the world, "Uncle Fang and I will go with you." ”

The deceased was a rich second generation, his father was in business, his family wealth was tens of millions, and he was also well-known in Jincheng. I heard that this man was very gentlemanly, relying on the favor of his parents to spend all his time drinking, and the place of his death was in one of his family's properties.

By the time we passed, the police had already arrived and sealed off the entire mansion, with Cai Jiang and the two chiefs at the head, without any hindrance.

"Xiaobin, how's the situation?" Jiang Qi hurriedly walked and shouted.

The young police officer's face was ugly, and his voice was hoarse, "It's similar to the previous times, and the way of death is the same, but I still can't find anything, and the family of the deceased is rushing here." ”

This is undoubtedly an unsolved case, blocking the hearts of everyone in the police station, and if the case is not closed, they will not be at peace for a day.

"The deceased, Wei Changhe, the legal heir of the Changhe Group, died at home. After investigation, the deceased should have been preparing to go out and then murdered. "A medical examiner came over and reported to the director.

"Wei Changhe? I have a bit of an impression that he is a senior member of the world, and he spends about five million in the world every year. Fang Lang thought about it and said, "We will have relevant records for senior members and above customers, aiming to provide customers with more comfortable services." ”

As a famous nightclub in Jincheng, the world is also clearly layered and treated differently to achieve the purpose of attracting more customers.

"There should be relevant records in the world, and I can't remember the situation of a senior member so clearly."

"Let's go back to the world."

The case finally made another breakthrough, and Jiang Qi was even more unlikely to give up. This self-centered woman is all over the place, as if she were the commander who gives orders. Lao Yang and I frowned when I saw it, and Cai Zhongzhi had to smile awkwardly, and the poisoning was not shallow...

"We found miniature monitors indoors." The officer panted.

Jiang Qi's body paused slightly, and he ran away. Old Yang shook his head, "Go over and take a look." ”

"Is the monitoring playing? Did you find anything? ”

"Jiang Bureau!" The two people who were debugging saluted Jiang Qi, and then said, "I just got the monitoring, I didn't have time..."

"Now, play it right now and see how the killer did it?"

The two of them immediately operated in an orderly manner, and directly tuned to today, a large group of people all gathered in front of the computer screen, without blinking their eyes.

Through the screen, you can see that his eyes are blank, his face is pale, and he is thin, and he is obviously hollowed out by the wine.

That Wei Changhe is not an ordinary lewd... Chaos, just this morning with a bewitching woman in the room.

And the surveillance is facing the bed, which is likely to be deliberately installed by Wei Changhe, just to take pictures of Yunyu with the woman. It's not just him, many gentlemen like this tune to satisfy their perverted psychology.

"Tune to an hour ago!" Jiang Qi commanded.

The picture changed again, and there was only Wei Changhe alone at this time. Dressed up like a dog, combed his hair, and sprayed perfume. The medical examiner was right, he was about to go out, and for such a playboy, what could intoxicate him more than a private meeting with a beautiful woman?

Everyone was nervous, and they didn't dare to gasp, because the murderer was about to appear.

Suddenly, Wei Changhe's body shook wildly like an electric shock, and his mouth roared, but there was no one else in the house except him. There is only a picture, no sound, but this strange scene is terrifying.

Then he knelt on the ground weakly, and when he looked up again, he actually grinned, the smile was very exaggerated, and he was even more crazy, and his mouth cracked to an extent that ordinary people could not reach.

A pair of slender hands caressed his face, and many onlookers felt a cool air hit them, and the cold hair stood upside down. You can even hear the sound of swallowing saliva. The clothes that had just been put on were also taken off one by one, and there was no trace of it for a moment.

A beam of sunlight shone on the curtain, like watching a horror movie, and with a sigh of heart, the door opened.

A person appeared in the surveillance, tightly wrapped, wearing a face mask, and a pair of white gloves on his hands. Then he took out a fruit knife from his arms and handed it to Wei Changhe.

His eyes were full of tenderness and pampering, and he reached out and rubbed Wei Changhe's head.

Wei Changhe smiled at the visitor and took the knife. Gently and slowly put the knife against his neck, as if he had controlled the force, only cutting through the outer layer of white skin, blood beads overflowed, and the force increased, and the blood began to flow down the body, sliding through the skin and contaminating the body.

One knife, another knife, the skin on the neck was cut, skillful, neatly cut, as if his body was a work of art, careful and focused.

The man next to him didn't speak, he didn't move, his eyes were full of smiles, and he watched Wei Changhe cut his skin beside him.

The flesh and blood all over his body were blurred, and the floor was soaked with blood, but Wei Changhe didn't seem to feel the pain, and meticulously peeled off the skin, as simple as taking off his clothes.

It wasn't until the skin was taken out and tossed aside with the help of the knife that the mouth cracked, revealing its bloody teeth, and smiled at the masked man.

Wei Changhe moved again, twisted the long fruit knife, the tip of the knife pierced into his chest, and held the handle of the knife with his backhand, very easily, as if he could hear the sound of entering the flesh.

Slide hard, and the stomach is cut open in this way, and several sections of intestines are cut off and flow down the ground. All kinds of miscellaneous things were mixed in the blood, on the other hand, Wei Changhe looked at all this with interest, and pulled his intestines out.

"Gross!"

Many people couldn't stand it anymore and turned their heads to the side to vomit, and those who didn't vomit were no better, and all of them turned pale. I can't believe that it was really Wei Changhe's own hands, who cut his own skin and disemboweled.

I didn't move, my eyes didn't blink. The masked man took out a bell and shook it a few more times. Wei Changhe's face, the only intact part of his body, was hideously wrinkled, and it looked painful.

He let out a few long howls in the sky, put one hand under his crotch, held it tightly, and then... With a hard pull, blood splashed, and there was a trail on the ground. The thing was grasped in his hand, the wound was gushing with blood, and a deep hole was creepy.

The man on the side had disgust in his eyes, and when he took the thing from Wei Changhe's hand, the white gloves were instantly dyed red. The other hand shook the bell again, and Wei Changhe fell to the ground weakly.

In the end, the room was empty again, leaving only Wei Changhe, who had no life, lying in a pool of blood, extremely miserable.

The people watching the surveillance video were silent for a long time, and they had not yet woken up from that terrifying and unbelievable scene.

"Wei Changhe... Why... It's going to be like this..."Even a woman like Jiang Qi began to tremble and knot when she spoke, and the impact was not small.

Lao Yang rolled his Adam's apple sluggishly, keeping his sanity, "Look... See what you don't see..."

"Raise ghosts, please go up to ghosts. He took that thing to raise the ghost..."

I breathed a sigh of relief, and I was a little more solemn. Hasn't this magic been lost in history?

"Xiao Yong... I don't think we should ... Don't get involved..."Fang Lang panicked.

He was frightened, afraid that the man would find trouble in their world. He was ready to help just now, but after watching this surveillance, Fang Lang retreated...

Chen Weiyong hesitated, and I glanced at him, "It's not as terrible as you think, there is no debt, and the ghosts he raises can't hurt people." Raising ghosts, just to collect debts..."

If there were no restrictions, wouldn't this secret method want to dominate the world? Kill whoever you want, everyone is in danger? In fact, otherwise, it's true that the evil law can hurt people, but it's similar to Hu Yibin's heart Gu, hurting others and hurting oneself, even those who have cultivated the evil law will not abuse it.

The ghost thing must have a grudge with Wei Changhe and a few people, and then the resentment is infinitely amplified by the ghost raiser, and when the ghost thing takes revenge, it will backfire, endangering the ghost raiser himself.

Seeing that the masked man could leave leisurely after killing Wei Changhe by using ghosts, it must be that the resentment of ghosts has not dissipated, and someone will die.

And I guess that he is easy first and then difficult, and the next one will definitely be more difficult than Wei Changhe, which indirectly shows that the next person's identity is more noble than Wei Changhe...

Chen Weiyong hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Fully cooperate with the master, I believe in him." ”

"Is there really a ghost?"

Jiang Qi muttered, no matter how much she didn't believe it at this moment, she began to waver.