Mo Feng had nothing to do, and it happened that Long Xiaoqian had a tricky case in his hands.

So, Mo Feng decided to go and see for himself.

Let Long Xiaoqian arrange a person from the Heavenly Machine Department to bring Mo Feng over.

After arriving, Mo Feng asked the member to go back to other things first.

That day, the members of the machine department greeted the police who were investigating the case here, told him that Mo Feng was his leader, and asked the policeman to take Mo Feng to the scene.

The policeman had received an order before, and this case was to be solved by a special department, so when he heard that Mo Feng was the leader, he was also very respectful to Mo Feng.

It's just that this policeman doesn't know that the little leader in front of him, who doesn't seem to be very old, is the guardian of the entire Ning City.

He followed Mo Feng towards the factory workshop, and introduced to Mo Feng:

"There are already four dead people in this factory. So far, we haven't been able to find out why. It's just that the death of those four people is extremely miserable, and the murderer is really ruthless. ”

Mo Feng nodded, and didn't ask what kind of miserable method it was, after all, he had to see it later.

Just asked the policeman, "Four people died, and there were no clues?" ”

The policeman shook his head and said, "There is really no clue, but there is a strange phenomenon, that is, those four people are all in the same workshop, and they are also on the same production line."

There are eight people on a production line, and the first one to die is the one at the front of the line. And the second one died, that is, the second person on the production line.

And so on, the third one who dies is the third person on the production line. The fourth person is the fourth person on the line.

And I heard from the employees in the factory that they didn't have anything before they died, but they all said that they had seen words on the wall. The employees didn't know exactly what the words were, and what the situation was, because they didn't see any words. ”

When Mo Feng heard this, he frowned and thought to himself that if he followed this law, wouldn't the fifth worker on this production line be the fifth to die?

As if he understood what Mo Feng was thinking, the policeman said to Mo Feng:

"I guess I won't be dead now!"

Mo Feng looked at the policeman and heard the policeman say: "The fifth worker on this production line took leave and rested at home because he was afraid, and the other three workers were also workers. ”

Hearing this, Mo Feng nodded, didn't say anything, and continued to follow the police towards the workshop.

At this moment, the workshop has set up a cordon, and there are police officers to protect the scene.

As Mo Feng approached the factory step by step, his brows slowly furrowed.

He felt that there was a very powerful bloody power in this workshop, even though Mo Feng had now reached the strength realm of a green-eyed zombie, he still felt that the evil qi in the workshop was a little terrifying.

Even the policeman who was close to the workshop with Mo Feng turned slightly pale as he approached the workshop.

He may not have felt it himself, but Mo Feng could clearly see the yang energy on his body, which was much lighter by the strong bloody aura in the workshop.

Even Mo Feng could see that the two yang flames on the policeman's shoulders were much dimmer, and the wisps of yang fire on his forehead were also constantly swinging, and they were very low by the yin and evil qi.

If he continued like this, if he got closer, it was very likely that the three yang flames on his body would be completely extinguished by the bloody aura in the workshop.

At that time, the policeman will immediately fall to the ground, lose half his life, and may even die directly.

However, since Mo Feng came with him, seeing that his three yang flames were extremely unstable, he naturally couldn't stand idly by.

So Mo Feng slightly released a trace of corpse qi and protected the policeman's body, helping him resist the bloody aura in the workshop.

Only then did his three yang fires stabilize, and at the same time, his slightly pale complexion also regained its ruddyness.

Seeing that the policeman slowly breathed a sigh of relief, he turned his head and said to Mo Feng:

"I don't know what's going on, every time I come to this workshop, I feel a little uncomfortable, but this time it's a lot better."

Mo Feng didn't say anything, but continued to walk into the workshop.

He was a little curious, such a strong bloody aura, if someone had stayed in the workshop before, they would inevitably be extinguished by the yang fire rushed by this bloody killing qi and die.

So Mo Feng asked the policeman beside him: "No one works in this workshop, right?" ”

The policeman said: "There were eight people in a workshop, four died, and the other four dared to come to work, so they all asked for leave to go back." ”

Mo Feng said to the policeman, "You have to find the other four employees immediately, and it is best to bring them over." ”

The policeman snorted and said, "It is true that they should be asked to cooperate with the investigation, after all, in a workshop, four people died and they shouldn't know nothing." ”

As he spoke, he took out the walkie-talkie and said a few words to his subordinates.

And Mo Feng walked to the door of the workshop, stopped, and said:

"Don't go in, call the person in charge of this factory, and wait for me outside."

The policeman hesitated for a moment, and then said to Mo Feng:

"The person in charge of this factory...... We had asked him for help and made a note before, but there were no useful clues. ”

Hearing this, Mo Feng turned his head to look at the policeman and said, "Then I have to find him too, I have something to ask him." ”

Seeing that the policeman was a little embarrassed, Mo Feng asked again:

"What? You seem reluctant to call me the person in charge. ”

Hearing this, the policeman smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I'm not reluctant, but ...... I don't know why, but I always feel a little scared in the face of that person.

It's a bit ashamed to say that I am a police officer, and as a law enforcer, I should be very dignified in my sense of justice. But I was a little scared by the person in charge of a factory......"

"Then you should call me here and let me see it. Go ahead! ”

Mo Feng felt that maybe the person in charge knew something, maybe something was weird.

The policeman nodded and left, while Mo Feng turned his head again and looked inside the workshop.

Then he stepped inside!

Who knew that when Mo Feng took this step, he felt that a terrifying bloody aura instantly rushed out of the workshop.

I saw that a strong corpse qi also broke out on his body in an instant, and he drilled into the workshop in one go.

The next moment, the powerful momentum on Mo Feng's body collided with the terrifying bloody aura in the workshop.

Invisibly, there seemed to be a faint explosion, and then Mo Feng entered the workshop in a few steps.

Inside the workshop are some machines and tools for making products, and at the moment the machines inside are all stopped, without the slightest sound, it seems very quiet, revealing a little weird.

The air was filled with the smell of various motor oils and plastic products, as well as the smell of blood.

His eyes swept over the workshop, and then Mo Feng's frowning brows became tighter and tighter.

He didn't see any ghosts or evil spirits in the workshop, but he saw a very strange scene next to the production line in the workshop.

There is nothing strange about these eight seats forming an assembly line in a row, it is strange......

On the white wall next to the first seat of the production line, there is a bright red number, which is exactly "1".

On the wall next to the second position, there is a bright red number, which is "2".

Similarly, the third position is on the wall with a "3" and the fourth position is a "4" on the wall.

What made Mo Feng feel strange was not these four numbers, but these four bright red numbers, all of which were written on them in blood.