After getting into the car, Mo Xiaoya asked puzzledly: "Boss, why did the murderer come here to arrange a soul gathering array now?" ”

Ling Heng looked straight ahead with an expressionless face, and said indifferently: "Didn't it just come now, have you forgotten the shadow at 12 midnight on June 18th?" It should be the murderer, and it came to set up the battle that day. ”

Mo Xiaoya glanced at Ling Heng incredulously, "What?" It came that day? But the candles are only half burned! ”

Ling Heng explained impatiently: "Those are not ordinary candles, they are blood wax!" ”

"Yes, yes, those are blood wax!" Mo Xiaoya suddenly realized, but she was a little worried, "Also, let's just leave, don't we clean up the scene?" ”

"Are you the cleaner of the hotel?" Ling Heng's gaze fell out of the car window, and he instantly fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoya slapped the steering wheel suddenly, "Ah, who is the shadow that saved you?" ”

Ling Heng's body was immediately shocked, and he turned his face to glare at her angrily, "Why are you always startled?" ”

Mo Xiaoya shrunk her neck and stuck out her tongue, "I'm sorry boss!" I'm just curious, after all, that shadow is your savior boss! ”

Ling Heng didn't see her anymore, and his eyes turned to the car window again, "I was thinking about this just now...... However, the shadow gave me the impression that it was not a good person. ”

"Could it be that the shadow is the murderer?" Mo Xiaoya braked and stopped before the red light turned on.

"No, the shadow that saved me is not the murderer, the murderer, there is no need to do more, and I really didn't feel anything."

In fact, when he said this, Ling Heng was insincere.

He clearly felt the touch of the shadow that the shadow brought to him, it was so ...... Larger than life.

"It's a big head!" Mo Xiaoya was confused.

The second murder took place in a hotel on the outskirts of the city, next to the train station.

"Jinyuan Express Hotel, this is it!" Mo Xiaoya snapped her fingers easily after seeing the hotel sign from a distance.

Ling Heng suddenly wrinkled his eyebrows, "Wait! How can there be police cars here? ”

Mo Xiaoya stretched her neck and looked forward, "Huh? Really, is there another murder case? ”

Ling Heng's eyes were calm, and he cautiously instructed: "Park the car farther away, let's go over." ”

There were three police cars parked in front of the hotel, but there was no police cordon in front of the hotel.

Ling Heng asked Mo Xiaoya to inquire at the front desk, and learned that there was no murder in the hotel, and now it can be received normally, and the reason why the police car came was just to check.

Ling Heng came to the front desk again and asked politely, "Is there a room on the 3rd floor?" ”

302 is the second crime scene.

As soon as Ling Heng, who was long-standing and handsome and cold, spoke, the little girl at the front desk had a heart in her eyes, and showed a soft smile: "Sorry sir, the 3rd floor is now temporarily blocked by the police, and they are checking there." ”

Ling Heng leaned forward slightly, and continued to ask in a deep voice full of magnetism, "Why are they checking there?" ”

The front desk stood up, approached Ling Heng's ear and said mysteriously: "Aunt Cleaning has found something in 302, and the police are checking it!" ”

Ling Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked knowingly, "302?" Is it the room where the murder took place? ”

The front desk nodded vigorously, "Hmm! Don't go to the 3rd floor. ”

"Okay, let's go to the second floor and have a look." In order not to arouse suspicion, Ling Heng had no choice but to say this.

As soon as Ling Heng and Mo Xiaoya walked to the elevator door, the elevator door opened.

Xing Jiang walked out with a frown, followed by several colleagues.

They were wearing civilian clothes, but Xing Jiang's majestic eyebrows and heroic temperament were not weakened in the slightest because he was not wearing a police uniform.

Ling Heng's gaze swept over his face without shock, and the two looked at each other for a brief second.

When he saw Ling Heng's eyes as calm as stagnant water, Xing Jiang didn't care at the time, but when he passed by him, he suddenly subconsciously turned his head.

Ling Heng's footsteps were very fast, he had already walked into the elevator, standing straight in the middle of the elevator, his eyes drooping slightly with an indifferent expression, and he didn't care about Xing Jiang's gaze at him.

"Chief, what do you see?" A police officer asked in a low voice.

"Nothing." Xing Jiang turned his head and pinched his eyebrows hard.

He hadn't closed his eyes for almost three days, and he was so stressed that he couldn't help but suspect anyone he cared about.

Xing Jiang felt that the reason why he looked at Ling Heng more should be just because Ling Heng was a "little white face" with outstanding looks and outstanding temperament, after all, people were willing to take a few more glances at good-looking things.

The police officer who asked him just now smacked his lips and said, "Boss, this case is really weird, should we talk to the leader and give more time to solve the case?" ”

Xing Jiang stubbornly narrowed his eyes and resolutely roared: "No! There is no unsolvable case in my hands! What's weird about this, it's just a pervert pretending to be a ghost! These indiscriminate tricks can't fool me! ”

The police officer was oppressed by his momentum and did not dare to speak anymore, so he could only secretly complain and prepare to continue to work overtime and stay up late.

Xing Jiang took a long step forward and walked forward violently, recalling the scene he had just seen in 302 as he walked.

The current layout there is exactly the same as that of Hualong Hotel 1808.

The same blood wax and human skin, the same soul-gathering evil array, Xing Jiang said that this was all a little trick, but in his heart, he couldn't help but feel that this case was becoming more and more weird and difficult to solve.

He was contemplating the case when he was slammed into the chest.

"Ah, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Ye August hurriedly bowed and apologized.

"It's fine!" Xing Jiang said indifferently, and continued to walk.

Ye August lifted her crooked glasses and raised her head, wanting to see what the person who almost knocked her head out of the big bag looked like.

Xing Jiang naturally lowered his head, ready to pay attention to his feet, not to be bumped or tripped over by something, and suddenly saw Ye August's little face.

Ye August's lovely face and clear eyes made Xing Jiang's breathing pause for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I didn't look at the road just now." Xing Jiang said involuntarily, his tone was unusually soft, and his face was a little feverish.

"No, no, it's all my fault that I stepped on the rain just now and the soles of my feet slipped." Ye August's breathing also stopped for a moment, but she was not amazed, but frightened by Xing Jiang's "fierce and vicious" momentum.

didn't dare to say another word to Xing Jiang, so Ye August went straight to the front desk.

"Excuse me, are there any rooms available here?"