in the church.

Candlelight beating.

The shadows of each person were stretched very long, especially the statue in the middle, and the shadows spread upwards, almost obscuring the entire sharp ceiling.

Xiao Ning thought that this church would end here, but he didn't expect that the horror was still to come.

Thirteen people lined up in a row, standing in the middle aisle, and one by one they walked up to the statue, slit their palms, and dripped blood into a bowl.

Seeing this scene, Yin Zetai couldn't help but say, "What are they going to do?" It's a cult! ”

Xiao Ning didn't make a sound, but stared at the screen intently.

After the blood of the thirteen people dropped, the man who was still in charge before waved his hand and said loudly but slowly: "All believers, all turn around." ”

After this sound was deliberately done by him, in a special building like a church, it formed a kind of coarse and low echo, which made the atmosphere seem solemn and abnormal.

All thirteen of them turned around.

The man waved his hand again and said, "Say your vows!" ”

A heavy voice rang out, and thirteen people gathered together, "We will always be faithful to the god of Dirod, always be its most faithful believers, always believe, always serve, and never turn our backs." ”

After saying it three times in a row, everyone turned around again.

Then the man picked up the bowl with the blood and threw it at the white sculpture.

The white color is dyed bright red, which is extremely noticeable.

Especially under the candlelight, it is even more shocking.

Xiao Ning's chest felt more depressed, and if he experienced it himself, I am afraid that this feeling would be deeper.

He turned around and went to get the mineral water.

At this moment, Yin Zetai's exclamation came, "Boss, look! ”

Xiao Ning didn't have time to drink water, so he turned back immediately.

I saw that there was something different in the surveillance.

His pupils constricted, and the blood on the statue was gone.

At the same time, a man's voice rang out from the monitor, "See? Lord Dirod has accepted your blood oath, and from now on, anyone who dares to turn his back on Lord Dirod will face punishment! ”

The church became silent.

Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded, a little old, "May I ask the messenger...... Weng Shu, was she punished by Lord Dirod? ”

The man's expression suddenly became ugly, and his face straightened, "You actually dare to be a traitor in front of Lord Dirod, you have made the adult unhappy, and you must be punished!" ”

After saying that, he waved his hand.

One of the six women who was with him stood up and slapped him mercilessly, "I represent the hand of Lord Dirod, if you dare to name the traitor, this slap is punishment!" ”

The woman didn't dare to speak anymore, and the rest of the people just watched, with no intention of helping at all.

Xiao Ning took a deep breath, it was absolutely impossible for the blood stains to suddenly disappear on the plaster statue, there must be something greasy in it.

He doesn't believe in any so-called miracles, the god Dirod itself does not exist, so how can miracles come from!

"Xu Xingteng, the video was played out on another computer, regressing to the part where I swore blood just now."

"Yes." Xu Xingteng immediately set about doing it.

Soon, the picture of thirteen people dripping blood one after another reappeared.

Xiao Ning stared at the screen, "Zoom in, slow down." ”

The screen zooms in, and everyone's movements become very slow.

Finally, when those believers turned around, Xiao Ning found a clue.

He pressed pause and pointed to a point on the screen, "Zoom in, put it to the max!" ”

As the screen zoomed in, the clarity became less and less, but that didn't prevent him from seeing a pair of hands.

That's right, those hands actually appeared in the audience, holding the bowl with blood.

The footage continues, and the hand takes the bloody bowl down, and just as the believer recites the vow, he changes the bowl again and puts it in its place.

It was very fast from start to finish, and the movements were agile, as if nothing had happened.

Li Ke said: "Boss, I know that there is a kind of pen that is filled with similar ink, which is colored when it is written at first, but as time goes by, the color will fade and finally disappear. This ink, also known as invisible ink, is very popular in high school, and it is usually sprayed with water to re-reveal the font. ”

Xu Xingteng interjected on the side, "I've seen this kind of pen too, but it didn't fade so quickly, this is just a blink of an eye and it's gone, as if it's really like blood has been sucked in by a statue." ”

Xiao Ning said: "Perhaps, there are more invisible materials inside, so this speed is accelerated." In short, now that we have their trick, this is just a hoax from beginning to end. Save the video, and I want these believers to see one by one whether there is a god or a god. ”

After the blood oath, the church finally ended.

Thirteen believers left one after another, but the six re-entered the two doors on the left and right.

Soon, three cars drove away from the back of the church as well.

Xiao Ning looked at his watch, and nearly an hour had passed at this time.

Looking at Yin Zetai and the others again, after seeing the scene just now, they didn't feel much sleepy.

He waved his hand and leaned back in his chair, "Go back to the criminal police brigade first, and then you can go home and rest, tomorrow you will go to the police with me, rest early." ”

With that, he closed his eyes and began to organize the thoughts in his head.

If Zhang Li and Weng Shu were killed by the people in the church, then he just had to follow this line to investigate.

But it could also be a way for the murderer to divert his attention and make him go further and further away.

But even so, Xiao Ning has to go down this road. Because that's right now, the only clue. And his dream can't be fake.

At least Weng Shu's death is definitely related to this church, and the small plaster sculpture has said it all.

More than an hour later, the van returned to the criminal police brigade.

Xiao Ning personally kept the video and audio recordings, while Yin Zetai and the others went back to their respective homes and rested separately. What awaits them tomorrow is a new task, a new fatigue.

He sat in his office, turned on his computer, and went to watch the footage again.

Before, he was in a commercial vehicle, and with people around, his attention would naturally be distracted when he spoke.

But now, it's just him. He's going to take a good look from beginning to end, and maybe he'll find something more.

As for the people in the technical department, they will not be able to give him clearer pictures at least tomorrow afternoon.

Xiao Ning first made himself a cup of coffee, and then sat down in a chair and turned on the video.

The mist of hot coffee rose, and his hands finally warmed up a little.

He lowered his head and took a sip, and his whole body became warm.

It's just that in the computer screen, it is not a comfortable scene, but a reproduction of everything in the church at that time.