[321] Ask for help
The white mouse's eyes changed, and he quickly jumped on the handrail of the corridor, and quickly approached Shang Yan along the handrail, and at the same time, the surrounding corridors suddenly twisted, and the ceiling, walkway, and stairs all appeared amazingly twisted, and at the same time, Shang Yan's feet were empty, and the whole person fell down.
"Damn it!" Shang Yan was startled, and the whole person couldn't help but tremble instantly, but it was a knee-jerk reaction when he fell from a height.
But the imaginary fall did not happen, Shang Yan still stayed in place, but changed from a standing position to a lying position.
"What's going on?" Shang Yan was stunned.
Before he could react, the white mouse had already taken the opportunity to follow the handrail of the stairs to him.
"Squeak! Fooled for it! The white rat had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and bit straight towards Shang Yan's throat.
Now Zi Shang Yan knew that this guy definitely had some kind of ability to affect the human body's senses, and the previous ghost hitting the wall was the hand of this mouse, and at the same time, it also made himself suddenly feel the illusion of twisting the corridor and falling from a height.
Seeing that the white mouse was getting closer and closer to him, a small hand suddenly appeared in front of Shang Yan's eyes, accurately grabbing the white mouse in mid-air.
"Huh?"
Shang Qingqiao grabbed the mouse expressionlessly, and then smashed it against the wall.
Bang!
The white rat collided with the wall, obviously with a lot of force, and the sound was very loud.
"I've been annoying you, just a mouse."
Shang Yan looked at Shang Qingqiao in surprise, because the other party's appearance was only the relationship of an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, he had always mistakenly thought that the other party's strength was also about an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, but now it seems that Shang Qingqiao should have a certain strength.
"Squeak!" The white mouse vomited blood in his mouth: "Your taste, your taste, you have a smell that makes me sick, you are not human." β
Shang Yan stuck an ice talisman to the lower body of the white mouse and froze it on the wall: "Tell me about the tissue in your mouth." β
"Squeak, what do you want to do to me."
Shang Yan took out the bursting talisman and stuck it on the mouse's head: "This talisman can make your entire body explode into pieces in an instant, and you will die a miserable death, if you don't want to feel it, just tell the matter of that organization." β
"I, I don't know, I don't know much, just before someone caught me, and then clicked on my forehead, I became the current me, he asked me to accompany that Lin Xin to do things, and when the time is right, we will be recalled." "I used to be just an ordinary white rat living in the sewers, and I didn't know anything." β
"Igniting a rat and turning it directly from an ordinary animal into an enlightening spirit is a terrifying method." Shang Yan frowned.
You must know that Shang Qingqiao lived for more than ten years before he was lucky enough to become a cat demon, not all animals can become spirits and demons, which requires luck, which is the so-called creation.
However, this mouse was given enlightenment with a single finger.
What kind of existence is that man, who has such great power?
"You tell me what that person looks like." Shang Yan shouted.
"I can't see clearly, he has smoke all over his body, I can't see clearly." The mouse quickly shook his head.
"There's a dangerous mysterious person in Wencheng, and it seems that I will have to discuss this with others." Shang Yan took out an ice talisman again to freeze the entire white mouse, and then punched hard, directly breaking the entire white mouse's body into countless pieces.
Now he is dead, and he can't die anymore.
"Hmm! Pain, pain, pain. Shang Yan clutched his fists, originally just wanted to take this opportunity to be handsome, but he didn't expect it would hurt so much to smash the ice cube with one punch.
Looking at the broken skin on his fist, Shang Yan directly gave himself a small rejuvenation talisman.
"Let's go, let's go up, this time without the interference of this white mouse, we should be able to find that person." Shang Yan took the lead and walked upstairs, the corpse splitter who killed the person, as a member mentioned in the mouth of the white mouse, should know something about that organization, if he could force relevant information from his mouth, it would also be a big gain for Shang Yan.
Without the interference of ghosts hitting the wall, Shang Yan soon came to the seventh floor, but there were multiple rooms on this floor, and when the leading mice were all killed by white mice, it was difficult for Shang Yan to directly find the murderer's residence for a while.
"It's a bit of a problem right now, where is it?" Shang Yan secretly said that he hadn't directly seen the true face of the murderer before, even if he knocked on the door one by one to observe the owner of the house, he couldn't tell which murderer was the murderer.
Just when Shang Yan was in a dilemma, Shang Qingqiao suddenly pointed to a door and said, "That door has just been opened, and the other doors have been opened for a long time." β
"How do you know?"
"The other doors are dusty, this one doesn't, and there's a scent."
Shang Yan was shocked now, you are just a catwoman, why are you so sensitive to smells.
Thinking so, Shang Yan immediately walked over to observe the door, and sure enough, the door was in serious dust, but there was an obvious palm print, which was the place where the murderer lived.
Thinking of this, Shang Yan directly began to knock on the door, but there was no response, Shang Yan looked back at Shang Qingqiao, Shang Qingqiao immediately said: "There are people inside, he is moving." β
Shang Yan didn't hesitate anymore, he retreated a certain distance directly, and sprinted against the door panel, the faΓ§ade of this old-fashioned residential building was all wood, and he couldn't withstand Shang Yan's attack at all, so he broke it directly.
The interior of the house was very dark and quiet, and he couldn't see anything at all, Shang Yan took out a few golden armor talismans and pasted them on his body, and walked directly into it with his body as a meat shield.
Just as he walked through the kitchen and was about to reach the bathroom, an axe suddenly slashed out from the shadows next to him and slashed straight at Shang Yan's head.
"Be careful!" Cats' eyesight at night is far stronger than that of humans, and the moment the axe appeared, Shang Qingqiao issued a reminder.
Shang Yan's reaction was not so fast, but he was already ready for an attack.
When the golden light lit up, he easily fended off the opponent's attack, so that the axe could not hit Shang Yan's head.
"What?!" A man's exclamation rang out in the room.
Shang Yan's backhand was a punch, which hit the opponent's jaw, and at the same time, the other hand also punched.
Under Shang Yan's strength, this person couldn't bear it after two punches, and suddenly fell to the ground, Shang Yan took the opportunity to find the switch on the wall, squinted his eyes and opened it.
As soon as the light bulb comes on, the whole room becomes completely bright.
Lying on the ground was an ordinary man, who looked very ordinary in all aspects, he was covering his chin and nose, his face was bloody, but it was Shang Yan who directly broke his nose and mouth.
The room was a clutter, with a lot of women's and men's clothes, all covered in blood, and most importantly, a large amount of paper plastered on the walls, all of which were full of unsightly photographs of dismemberments.
"You've killed a lot of people." Shang Yan kicked out.
On the table in the corner, there are a lot of various knives soaked in alcohol glass barrels, some are sickle-shaped, some are saw-shaped, and some are hook-shaped, which should be the murder weapon of this person.
"Say, what is the purpose of your murder?" Shang Yan asked.
"You guy!" The man was lying on the ground, and he was suddenly very angry and was about to get up and fight him, but at this moment, Shang Yan stepped on his face.
"Don't say yes, do you? Then hit until you say it. β
Shang Yan can become friends with Wen Pao, which means that he is not a good stubble, this death hand is completely out of his strength, and the opponent who hits him lies on the ground without any backhand.
It's really because Shang Yan's strength is too great, he hurts badly when he is punched, and after a long time, he has no power to fight back, and in the end he can only lie on the ground like a sandbag, letting Shang Yan punch.
Feeling that he was almost done, Shang Yan slowly stopped his movements, "Are you going to fight now?" β
"Ahem...... Shoot me to death, you already know who I am anyway. β
Shang Yan stretched out his hand and pulled the other party up: "Tell me where you came from, why did you kill someone?" What is the purpose. β
The man's face was bloody, but he was still stiff-mouthed: "Ahem, I'm happy, I just like to kill, what is the purpose." β
"What about the white rats and the organization that helped you? Here's what you should know. β
For the first time, the man looked at Shang Yan with serious eyes: "You still know this, I said how can you come here, it looks like you should have already done something with that mouse, you are not an ordinary person like those people." β
"Tell me everything you know."
"Hehe, why should I tell you, it's not good." The man said disdainfully: "You may be strong compared to me, but in front of that person, you are nothing, either you kill me directly here, or you send me to the police, you can't help me." β
"You shit." As the other party said, Shang Yan really had no way to forcibly pry words out of his mouth.
If the other party chooses to be hard-mouthed, he really won't get any very useful information.
"Don't get complacent." Shang Yan quickly thought about whether anyone he knew could help at this moment.
After thinking about it for a while, Shang Yan thought of a person.
Director of the Wencheng Spiritual Law Committee, Zhao Xianglu.
As the manager of Wencheng spiritual people, Zhao Xianglu belongs to the state and can do a lot of things with the help of state machinery, and there are spiritual people operating behind this Wencheng murderer, which must be an important event for Zhao Xianglu, just throw it to him to find out the truth, there is no need to contribute by yourself.
The power of the individual is too small compared to the power of the state.
In just a few seconds, he decided on this idea, and Shang Yan immediately took out his mobile phone and found out Zhao Xianglu's phone number, which he saved after the last Rizhao Mansion incident.
"Toot toot! Who is it? β
"Director Zhao is me, the young man in Rizhao Mansion last time, my name is Shang Yan."
"Oh, I have the impression, is there anything wrong with you?"
"That's the case......" Shang Yan immediately told what he had experienced.
Without waiting to finish listening, Zhao Xianglu said in surprise: "What? Is the recent murder case in Wencheng related to the Psychic Organization? β
"I got the information and then deduced it was like this." Shang Yan said: "Director Zhao, I definitely can't solve this kind of thing myself, so I'll tell you about this matter, and I hope you will handle it." β
"No problem, tell me where you are, and I'll send someone over right now." Zhao Xianglu's tone was very anxious.
"Okay, Director Zhao, I'm in ...... now," Shang Yan gave the address of the residential building.
"You wait there for a while, I'll start sending someone now, and I'll trouble you to keep an eye on that murderer during this time."
Shang Yan nodded: "Okay, no problem." β
After hanging up the phone, Shang Yan found a sheet in the room to tie up the man, and then waited quietly.