"Put on your shoe covers." The agent standing at the door of the factory said, Sun Yang and Lu Xiaoling hesitated for a moment, and took the shoe cover from him, then the hair cover and gloves.

"Be careful." He said to them.

This made Sun Yang feel a little weird, the murderer has already left, what do you have to worry about?

But he immediately understood the meaning of the sentence.

Although they had already made some mental preparations for the scene they might see, when Sun Yang and Lu Xiaoling stepped into that factory, they couldn't help but have something surging up in their hearts, almost squirting out.

The ground was covered with blood clots that had solidified and mixed with countless bones, not only that, but also the ceiling, the surrounding walls, and the surface of the huge equipment in the factory that had not yet been removed.

Red is blood, pink is meat, white is bone or brain, black is fragments of internal organs or coagulated blood clots, green is bile or some piece of internal organs, although nearly twenty hours have passed, most of the things have coagulated and cemented, but there is still something falling from the ceiling from time to time, and when the foot steps on those things, it is soft and greasy, and occasionally there are no completely broken bones mixed in with it, creaking and creaking.

After Lu Xiaoling took two steps, she finally retreated.

The scene reminded her of one of her own dreams, which made her barely stand.

"Xiaoling?"

"It's okay." She tried her best to squeeze out a smile and waved her hand at Sun Yang.

Sun Yang could only bite the bullet and continue to walk inside.

At first, he hoped to find a way, but he soon realized that it was in vain.

Walking in someone else's footprints may be the only option, but there's no way to avoid getting up close and personal with these disgusting things.

Sun Yang suddenly wanted to summon two ghost pawns and fly in directly with him, but there were many people here, and there were many people, so he finally dispelled his thoughts.

Several people were taking pictures, some were using baskets with plastic bags and small plastic shovels to put these things in, and a middle-aged bald man in his forties stood on a cleared piece of ground in the middle of the field, his suit already covered with human fragments falling from the ceiling.

"Director Feng?" Sun Yang walked towards him.

"You are Sun Yang?" The other party stood in place and did not move, not that it was rude, but that moving in such a place really tests people's psychological endurance.

"Yes." Sun Yang replied.

"I've heard what you did for us in Jianghai before, thank you."

"That's what I'm supposed to do." Sun Yang said, and walked cautiously to his side.

"What's the clue?" He asked Director Feng.

The two did not shake hands, and Director Feng's hands and gloves were also covered with blood.

"Not much." Director Feng shook his head and replied. "The site was very damaged, but we took a lot of pictures at the beginning. It is possible to guess some of the circumstances at that time. ”

Sun Yang didn't interrupt him, but listened silently.

"It's not just ghosts that kill them." He said to Sun Yang. "There used to be a person's footprints on the ground, and we carefully compared them, not the people who found the scene. He walked down from the office on the second floor, and then walked up the stairs to it. He pointed to the direction and introduced the situation to Sun Yang. Judging from the traces he left behind, he should have killed all the way from there. After getting here. He pointed to a place not far away with a little less flesh. It suddenly disappeared. ”

"Suddenly gone?"

"That's what it looks like in terms of traces."

Sun Yang nodded. From a traditional point of view, there is simply no way to solve such a case, because it is impossible for the police to understand what kind of murder weapon the murderer used to create such a Shura field and how to leave, but as a monk, Sun Yang knows several ways to leave here without leaving a trace. Escape art, flying in the sky or with a weapon, or being taken out directly by ghosts. It may not be easy to create such a terrible scene, but if Sun Yang is willing, he can summon ghost pawns to create no less bloody than this scene.

For Sun Yang, things get a little more complicated. If they are ghosts, their actions often have certain patterns to follow, or they are simple and rude and easy to trace. But if the other party is a cultivator, they will be more difficult and more vigilant than ordinary people, and there is no way to trace their whereabouts with ordinary divination or calculation.

"No witnesses were found, and surveillance in the vicinity did not capture suspicious persons. We can roughly judge his characteristics based on his footprints, he should be between 1.68 and 1.72 meters tall, a man, wearing a size 41 shoes, and weighing 65 to 70 kilograms. Nothing was found that could prove to be the remains of the assailants. Director Feng sighed helplessly. There is simply no way to conduct any normal reconnaissance at this scene. ”

According to this standard, the entire river and sea should be able to find hundreds of thousands or even millions of matching targets.

Sun Yang shook his head.

As long as a few specific conditions are met, it is not so complicated for him at all. He can't provide evidence, but he can find out.

"Can you confirm the identity of the deceased?"

"It's hard. As you can see, there is no way to distinguish all the corpses, and there is no way to do a normal autopsy. Director Feng said. We now judge the number of dead by interrogating other members of the gang and then estimating them by those who have not shown their faces until now. ”

"Is it possible to obtain a photograph of the deceased, a date of birth, and a place of birth?" Sun Yang asked. "If you have these things, maybe your people won't have to suffer this sin."

Among those suspected to have died, the details of nearly fifteen people were immediately called up, and most of them had one or even several criminal records, and it was not complicated to obtain general information. They then found out the specific time of their birth through the hospital's system, so that Sun Yang had all the elements he needed.

"It's okay, please clear the venue first." Sun Yang said.

Most of the agents were invited out, and Director Feng changed his clothes, looked like he didn't know where he was rinsing briefly, and walked in again with a large umbrella and a fisherman's jumpsuit. Several of the main heads of the Jianghai Branch of the Special Case Management Bureau also walked in in the same way.

Sun Yang didn't care about them, he drew a soul search talisman, and wrote the birth date and origin of the suspected deceased person on the top, the spell was urged, and a few seconds later, a vague spherical talisman appeared in front of them, and inside was a faint, cowering ghost.