Regarding Zhang Ye's affairs, Li Muyu and Hu Ze were at a loss. Li Muyu asked Hu Ze about Lao Chang's situation, but he only knew that Lao Chang and Ling Ran were not in the city, and they were still handling the case elsewhere. Li Muyu and Hu Ze sat in the office of the Different Cases Section, and their thoughts couldn't help but be a little heavy.

Zhang Ye's appearance was too terrifying, and according to Li Muyu's experience yesterday, Zhang Ye's strange killing method was not restricted by any geography at all, as if it was directly rooted in the soul. Li Muyu was lucky to escape, but the madman Wang Li died in the police station.

Li Muyu and Hu Ze also thought about whether Zhang Ye would care about the ancient mansion in the deep mountains. Hu Ze also greeted the local police station and paid attention to the movements in the nearby mountains, but there was no news from these preparations at all, and Zhang Ye seemed to disappear in such a flash in the pan.

"I hope nothing big happens." Li Muyu sat in the office and muttered to himself.

Because of Zhang Ye's appearance and his attention to it, Li Muyu has to be a little worried, if such a person appears in the city, how big will it be?

Hu Ze's complexion was not very good. Without any clues, Li Muyu and Hu Ze had to sit bored in the dim office of the Alien Crime Section, Li Muyu sighed, leaned back in the chair, the exhaustion of his body came to him, and the whole person fell asleep. Hu Ze ignored Li Muyu, just hoping to find some clues from the Internet.

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It was getting dark, in a dimly lit alleyway near a university in the city. A middle-aged beggar, dressed in a military coat with black hair, holds a white plastic lunch box in his hand.

This was a "dinner" that the beggar finally asked for from a nearby Sichuan restaurant, and the beggar picked out a few pieces of fat in the lunch box, and his heart was a little happy. Put the fat aside, eat the leftovers in the box first, and wait for the leftovers to be eaten, then you can eat two bites of fat at the end and dip the aroma.

The beggar took the lunch box in his hand and squatted in a no-man's land on the path. It's in the depths of the trail, and there aren't many people here on weekdays. When the beggars found this place, they made it their home. After all, you won't meet those vicious city managers here.

The beggar ate the leftovers from the lunch box, and finally grabbed the last few pieces of fat with his dusty hand and threw them into his mouth, chewing them deliciously, and as for the greasy on his hands, the beggar did not hesitate to wipe them on his black clothes.

The beggar ate the leftovers, burped beautifully, smiled to himself, and then straightened his clothes, and lay down in the corner of the alley. His eyes were half-open and half-narrowed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

In fact, there are not many such beggars in the whole city, and even in some corners where there are few people. They are not professional beggars, but real waste pickers. They roam the city, but few people know them, and even in the police station, there is very little information about them. As a result, they are like a group of forgotten people in the city.

But today, this strange person who was already leaning against the corner of the wall with his eyes half-squinted and half-open ready to fall asleep suddenly felt a little cold around him. The beggar tugged at his clothes, but the chill that blew from nowhere did not diminish in the slightest.

The eyes that had been half-squinted and half-open were now completely opened, and the beggar straightened his clothes again with some annoyance, trying to dispel the cold breath.

But when the beggar got up, no matter what, the coldness did not diminish at all. At this moment, the beggar, who had been constantly struggling with his clothes, suddenly heard other voices.

In this uninhabited alley, few people pass by, but when someone does, the sound of footsteps here is particularly noticeable.

The beggar listened to the footsteps coming from a distance, and when he found that it was the sound of high heels, the beggar couldn't help but show a lustful smile. Even in his heart, he was thinking about whether there was a chance to make a vote and make himself comfortable, after all, there was no one else in this alley. But that's what the beggar thinks, if he really does it, he won't kill him.

The beggar stood on the side of the road, listening to the sound of high heels coming from this sound, and his heart was faintly excited, and he stared at the darkness in the distance with wide eyes, to see if the woman who had broken into this alley was beautiful or ugly.

The footsteps of the high-heeled shoes were getting closer and closer, and the beggar saw a woman with long hair, and before he could look at the woman's face, the beggar had already swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The woman was about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a red professional suit, a pair of black stockings on her legs exposed under the short skirt, and black high heels she was stepping on.

The beggar stared intently at the woman who was coming, and when he saw her face, which was the same as her figure, and did not need to say anything more, the beggar could no longer move, and stood in place, and the beggar looked at the woman who was coming, and his eyes were wide open.

When the woman came, the beggar naturally didn't think about how abnormal it would be for such a woman to appear on such a night, with such a gorgeous dress, figure, and appearance. The beggar just looked at the woman, feeling the heat flowing slowly through her body.

The brightly dressed woman walked out of the dark alley, and when she saw the beggar like this, her face couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, but this disgust did not affect the beggar, after all, the beggar had seen too many similar expressions in his life.

The woman walked over, looked directly into the beggar's eyes, and when she walked to the beggar's side, the woman suddenly smiled, and her mouth seemed to silently mutter a few words that she didn't understand, and then, the beggar's face staring at the woman suddenly changed.

It was no longer the same face as before, but a face of stiffness and numbness.

The woman stood in front of the beggar, her eyes staring straight into the eyes of the beggar looking at her, but in the eyes of this woman, she could feel a deep evil and cold.

The beggar on the other side stared at the woman's eyes, his expression gradually began to become frightened and hideous, and the bloodshot began to gradually diffuse in the whites of the beggar's eyes. If Li Muyu was present, he would definitely be familiar with the anomaly when he saw such a scene.

The beggar began to tremble, and the bloodshot in his eyes became thicker and thicker, and he even felt that the blood was about to burst through the whites of his eyes and drip down. But the beggar's situation caused the woman opposite to start laughing, and she laughed happily and wickedly.