Ling Heng heard the news in the car, and immediately turned around the front of the car and went straight to the Wind Lotus Club.

The Wind Lotus Club had already been sealed, and the eye-catching cordon could be seen from afar, Ling Heng parked the car in the distance and walked over slowly.

Ling Heng casually asked the uncle in the parking lot opposite the clubhouse: "Excuse me, is the proprietress of this club really so weirdly dead?" ”

The eldest lady immediately said with her eyes shining: "It's not what's wrong! I was close, and I saw it in the doorway before the police came. Oops, that's scary! The young man who found the body of the proprietress was frightened, and after calling the police, he threw the phone on the ground, I wanted to drag him out, but the door was locked from the inside, and I couldn't get in if he couldn't get up, and then the police opened the door. ”

Ling Heng immediately looked towards the door and found that the gate of the Wind Lotus Club was a magnificent translucent glass door.

Glancing at the door, Ling Heng asked again with anticipation, "I heard that another man was killed, you must know something, right?" ”

The eldest lady smiled mysteriously, "Of course! I'm looking at the parking lot here, and I know best what the people are in this place! Let me tell you, that man is the boss's lover! ”

Ling Heng's heart sank instantly.

"Could it be that it was the husband of the proprietress who killed them?" Ling Heng didn't show any abnormality in front of the eldest mother, and guessed with confidence.

The eldest lady waved her hand, "Young man, you are wrong!" This proprietress has long since divorced. I've told the police all this. ”

Ling Heng guessed again: "Then the proprietress and her lover may die in vendetta or money disputes." ”

The eldest lady asked curiously: "Young man, I see that you look so handsome, what are you doing to inquire about the case like this?" ”

Ling Heng said casually: "I am a self-media, and I write articles on the Internet.

"Young man, you're a writer, huh?" The eldest lady suddenly admired Ling Heng.

"Huh." Ling Heng rarely smiled approachably, no longer inquired with the eldest lady, and took advantage of the fact that there were still some onlookers around, and walked quickly towards the gate of the Wind Lotus Club.

But when the translucent glass door got closer, you could still faintly see inside, and the blood stains on the ground had not been cleaned up, and the large dark red blood stains looked shocking.

"Hey, don't get that close!" A policeman warned Ling Heng fiercely.

Ling Heng and a few other curious people left with interest, but he didn't leave, but sat in the car and secretly observed the Wind Lotus Club.

"How is this case so similar to that case? It's all the bosses of Fengyue places who were killed, and the ones who died at the same time were all the bosses' lovers, which is too much of a coincidence, right? The murderer has been brought to justice, and it is impossible to commit another crime, is this a parody murder case? ”

Ling Heng's thoughts couldn't help but go back to a hundred years ago.

Ling Yexun's Huang family, which was closely guarded by the police, could not continue to investigate, so he could only return to the inn temporarily.

He had no sleep that night, and barely fell asleep at dawn.

He had just fallen into a deep sleep when a picture appeared in front of his eyes.

In a room that seemed to belong to a woman, a wall with paintings appeared, and bursts of black gas continued to seep out of the wall.

Ling Yexun felt that this black qi was so evil that he tried to reach out and touch the wall, but as soon as his hand lightly touched the wall, the wall rippled like water, and he actually passed through the wall.

After passing through the wall, Ling Yexun was surprised to find that behind the wall was a dark grid, in which was placed an offering table, and on top of it was a delicate shrine carved with flowers, but the shrine was empty.

"What kind of gods and Buddhas are enshrined here? Why is it empty? Ling Ye muttered to himself in confusion, and looked around the shrine again, and found that the offering table was not an ordinary tribute, only a wine jar the size of a human head.

Driven by curiosity, Ling Yexun opened the lid of the wine jar, and a strong smell of blood came to his face!

"Is this blood?" Ling Yexun took two steps back in astonishment, and then looked at the jar, which was indeed blood, but the blood had already coagulated and turned into black-red blood jelly.

What's even more weird is that there seem to be bubbles in the blood jelly, as if something is inside.

Ling Yexun cautiously reached over his hand, wanting to find out what was in the altar.

At this time, there was a sudden "hee-hee" laughter behind him, which sounded bright but eerie.

Ling Yexun immediately looked back, but suddenly stepped on the air under his feet.

"Ahh Ling Yexun suddenly stepped on the air under his feet and woke up suddenly.

"What's that? The thing in the shrine seems to be...... Demon! ”

Ling Yexun opened the curtains, the golden sunlight made his mind clear immediately, and after washing his face with cold water, he hurried out the door.

Ling Yexun came to the drunken wind building in broad daylight because he was in a hurry and did not disguise himself.

The Drunken Wind Building has also strengthened its police guards, and it was not easy to find a secluded place to jump on the roof.

Fortunately, there were very few police officers in the yard, and he could see at a glance which room was Chunniang's room.

These policemen had been on guard all night and were waiting for a shift change, so they were all tired, and Ling Yexun jumped in front of Chun Niang's room while they were slipping away.

Ling Yexun was secretly proud, thinking that these policemen were just decorations, he had looked down on them before, and he was walking in and out of here as if he were walking on the ground.

Gently pushing open the door, as soon as Ling Yexun walked in, he was shocked to find that there was a wall in Chun Niang's room that was no different from what he had dreamed of!

"It's really her room!" Ling Yexun was about to walk towards the wall when a loud shout came from behind him.

"What people! Hold it! ”

Ling Yexun secretly screamed badly, he was discovered.

However, he didn't take the police seriously, turned around proudly, Ling Yexun was trying to use his good kung fu to easily deal with the police, but a few cold muzzles made him freeze immediately.

"You're the one who broke into the Yellow House last night, right? I've got you, so it's up to you to run this time! A policeman in his forties grinned proudly, making Ling Yexun handcuffed.

"I'm not a thief, I'm not a murderer, why are you arresting me?"

Ling Yexun angrily defended, but the more he defended, the more the police felt that he had something to do with the case.

At that time, Ling Yexun was a fledgling, young and vigorous, and had no city in his heart, and he just wanted to quickly display his skills and have a good experience, and he didn't take ordinary people in his eyes at all.

He reluctantly succumbed to the ruthless barrel of the gun, even if he was arrogant, he knew the power of the gun, this was the first time he was so aggrieved.

was escorted to the police station, and Ling Yexun was directly regarded as a key suspect, locked in handcuffs and leg irons, and locked in a dark interrogation room.

"Let me out! I'm not a murderer! I'm trying to find the murderer! I know who killed Chun Niang and the big teapot! ”

Ling Yexun shouted injustice angrily, until his voice was hoarse, and no one paid attention to him.

Finally he stopped shouting, lowered his head in despair, clenched his fists fiercely, and the handcuffs began to creak.

There was no time in the dark interrogation room, and I don't know how long it took for someone to open the door and come in, and the dim light came on.

"You are the murderer who killed Chunniang, the big teapot, and the Huang family?"

A low and rough voice sounded, and Ling Yexun slowly raised his head, facing a pair of fierce eyes.

"I'm not a murderer! I know who the murderer is! Ling Yexun explained calmly, and his eyes couldn't hide his contempt for this policeman with a face full of meat.

"Huh? You're not a murderer? Okay, so tell me who the murderer is? ”

The sheriff is in his early fifties, his eyes are fierce, but his body is very thin, and he is not a master to be messed with.

"The murderer is ......" Ling Yexun was about to tell the identity of the murderer, but the words stopped when he came to his lips.

"Who is the murderer? Why don't you say it? ”

The sheriff came to him and bent down slightly, the fierce light in his eyes a little heavier.

Ling Yexun stared at his eyes fearlessly, and the words just couldn't come out of his mouth.

If it is said that the "evil god" kills people, who will believe it?

"Huh! I've seen a lot of people like you! Young man, I see that you have a good skin and a young age, and if you recruit from the truth, I may be able to leave you a whole corpse! ”

The sheriff's tone and eyes were equally fierce, and after speaking, he slapped the table in front of Ling Yexun hard, and the wooden table was suddenly cracked by the sheriff.

This trick once deterred many suspects, and they all succumbed to the sheriff's momentum and honestly confessed their crimes.

Unexpectedly, after seeing the sheriff's trick, Ling Yexun actually showed a contemptuous sneer.

"You're scaring me?" Ling Yexun asked provocatively, it was really the posture of "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers".

Ling Yexun's sneer and contempt greatly challenged the sheriff's dignity, he grabbed Ling Yexun's collar, stared at his eyes the size of a copper bell, and roared: "Why don't you come to this set with Lao Tzu!" Lao Tzu sees that your neck is hard, or Lao Tzu's gun is hard! ”

The cold muzzle of the gun was aimed at Ling Yexun's head in the blink of an eye, and the cold touch of the muzzle made him very unhappy.

Ling Yexun was not obedient as he was when he was arrested, but put on an attitude of not being afraid of death, and continued to say disdainfully: "It's useless to kill me, you can't catch the murderer, and you can't explain it to the president!" ”

"Bastard!" The sheriff was half angry at Ling Yexun, "Come on, give me a guy!" ”

Just as the sheriff was about to torture Ling Ye to extract a confession, a young policeman ran in in a panic.

"Police, sheriff, no!"

"What's wrong? If there's a fart, let it go! The policeman yelled impatiently.

The little policeman trembled and said, "Report, report to the sheriff!" Again, someone died! The way to die is the same as the proprietress of the drunken wind building! ”

"What the fuck are you talking about?" The policeman let go of Ling Yexun and raised his eyebrows in anger.

Ling Yexun was also shocked, he thought that the "evil god" who killed Chunniang and the big teapot was just eating them, but he didn't expect that the "evil god" would continue to kill.

But Ling Yexun quickly regained his composure and said indifferently: "This time you know that I am not a murderer, right?" Now that you let me go, maybe I can help you catch the murderer, otherwise the murderer will kill more people, and you should be careful of losing your head! ”

The sheriff turned his head, stared at Ling Yexun viciously, gritted his teeth, and yelled, "Okay! I'll ask you to take me to find the murderer, and if you can't find it, I'll treat you as a murderer and correct the law on the spot! ”