"What did you find?" Xing Jiang immediately came to Ling Heng's side and looked at the file with him.

Ye August also leaned forward, wondering what Ling Heng had discovered.

Ling Heng pointed to a photo of the scene and said to them: "You look at the bloodstains left at this scene, at first glance you can't see anything, but after the scene was taken into a photo, and the whole was reduced, I found that the pattern of these bloodstains is very similar to the unique characters of our Spirit Fear Clan. ”

In order to let them see clearly, Ling Heng deliberately circled the position of the text with his fingers—facing the ceiling on the bed.

Ling Heng continued to explain: "The shooting angle of this photo is very good, when I was at the scene, I didn't find anything unusual, because I had the wrong angle, and in this photo, the angle of the ceiling is exactly forty-five degrees, so I can find the words on it." ”

"What's written on this?" Xing Jiang asked impatiently.

"You're not the only one." Ling Heng read out slowly.

Xing Jiang counted and asked in astonishment: "You are not the only one, a total of six words?" There are six words written on it? ”

"The writing of the Spirit Warrior is very special." Ling Heng nodded first, and then asked vigilantly, "Excuse me, who is the person who took this group of photos?" ”

"Wait, I'll ask!" Xing Jiang rushed out without saying a word.

Ye August also understood, and asked incredulously: "Boss, I remember that you are the only survivor of the Spirit Fear Clan, and from this photo, the person who left you this information is also a survivor of the Spirit Fear Clan?" ”

Ling Heng seemed to hear Ye August's words, his gaze was firmly fixed on the photo, his fingers rubbing the words composed of blood stains over and over again, and muttering, "How is this possible?" It's been more than a hundred years, how come I never knew that there were still people of the Spirit Race in this world? ”

"Yes, as a fellow Soul Fear, why did this survivor send a message to you in such a cruel way?" Ye August asked puzzled.

Ling Heng raised his head, "Obviously, this clansman of mine has violated the clan rules, and he can't be regarded as a member of the Spirit Fear Clan. I must catch him, and I can't let this scum ruin the reputation of my Soul Clan!" ”

"Detective Ling, I'm sorry, I didn't find the person who took the photo." Xing Jiang hurriedly ran in.

Ling Heng frowned puzzled, "Didn't find it?" Shouldn't the person taking the picture be your in-house police officer? How could you not find it? ”

"It's a strange thing, I went to ask the person who went to the scene that day, and the person who was supposed to be in charge of taking the photo asked for leave that day, but no one can remember who took the photo in place of that person. Detective Ling, I'm afraid this is beyond my ability. Xing Jiang said meaningfully.

Ling Heng's expression was very calm, "This result is the same as I expected. Okay, I'm going to go back to the scene. ”

"Do you want me to come with you?" Xing Jiang realized that this matter was not simple, and he was very worried about Ling Heng's safety.

Ling Heng glanced at Ye August and said lightly, "August is enough to accompany me." ”

Xing Jiang was very unhappy when he heard this, but he didn't have any reason or rhetoric to refute it, so he could only say insincerely: "Okay, you can be careful." ”

Ling Heng didn't notice Xing Jiang's thoughts at all, turned around and left.

Ye August didn't pay attention to Xing Jiang, and followed Ling Heng out of the door.

After getting into the car, Ling Heng didn't rush to leave, but looked at Ye August inquiringly, and asked, "Xing Jiang is in charge of the murder of the taxi driver, what do you think?" ”

"I hope he catches the killer soon." Ye August said expressionlessly.

Ling Heng's gaze slowly swept over her delicate little face, and he really couldn't tell if she was forced to calm down or really didn't care.

After Ye August answered, he immediately asked Ling Heng, "Boss, what about you?" What are your plans? ”

"My plans?" Ling Heng didn't quite understand what she meant.

Ye August smiled slightly, "I mean, how are you going to find your clansman, you don't really think that he can take the initiative to send it to the door, right?" ”

"He left me this message, he must have wanted to see me." Ling Heng's tone was very affirmative.

Ye August asked puzzledly: "But why did he kill innocents indiscriminately, so he made a mystery, instead of coming to you directly?" As survivors of the Spirit-Fearing Clan, it stands to reason that you should unite and be like relatives, right? ”

"I guess this one of my people may have gone through something that made him psychologically distorted, which is why he did such an unbelievable thing. But I still have a suspicion, I'm afraid that this murderer is not a deterrent at all...... Forget it, it's useless to guess. ”

Ling Heng rarely showed such a helpless look, making his whole person look a little darker.

Ye August had never seen Ling Heng like this, and she didn't know what to say, because she still had her own troubles.

How could she not care about the death of the taxi driver, although that bastard was innocent, but this matter had nothing to do with her, and sooner or later it would be found on her head.

She can be Ling Heng, but she can't be the police.

"That driver died a weird death, why can't I kill him?" Ye August comforted himself so much, trying not to let himself be affected by this incident.

A few minutes later, they arrived at Xing Jiang's house.

Without waiting for Ling Heng to open the door with his own means, the door actually opened by itself.

"What's going on?"

Ling Heng instinctively protected Ye August behind him and looked into the door vigilantly.

"Detective Ling, Miss Ye?"

Xing Hai, the big man, walked out immediately.

"It turned out to be Colonel Xing? You're scaring us! Ye August poked his head out from behind Ling Heng and said with his heart covered.

Xing Hai scratched his head embarrassedly, "Hehe, I'm embarrassed to scare you." I just arrived for a while, and the smell in this room was really unbearable, so I opened the window and opened the door to ventilate, but I didn't expect you to come. ”

"We just came from the police station, and I found an important clue, so I rushed here." Although Ling Heng said this, his tone didn't sound like he was in a hurry.

"What clues did you find?" Xing Hai is really anxious.

"I'll go in and tell you." Ling Heng walked straight to Xing Jiang's bedroom.

The bloodstains were left on the ceiling intact, Ling Heng chose an angle to look at the ceiling, and clearly saw the line of words: "You are not the only one. ”

"See, it's not just blood, it's a line of words." Ling Heng pointed to the ceiling and said.

"What?" Xing Hai was confused, and was about to take a few steps forward to see more clearly, when Ling Heng stopped him.

"Don't go over, only this position can see it most clearly."

"But why can't I see anything?" Xing Hai rubbed his eyes vigorously, even more confused.

Ling Heng said calmly: "That is a text unique to our Spirit Fear Clan, you naturally can't see it. ”

"Spirits?" Xing Hai scratched his head again, "What is written on it?" ”

"You're not the only one." Every time Ling Heng read this sentence, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

A big question mark came out of Xing Hai's mind, "What does this mean?" What kind of race are the Spirits? How come I've never heard of it? ”

Ling Heng looked at the ceiling with a complicated expression, "I am a member of the Spirit Fear Clan. But as far as I can tell, the Spirits have been wiped out a long time ago, and I am the only survivor of the Spirits, and I was sure that I was the only survivor in this world. But you have also seen it now, someone was able to leave this sentence in the unique script of the Deterrent Soul Clan, which has long been exterminated, did you say that the person who left this sentence expected me to investigate this matter, the purpose of his leaving this sentence is to let me know about his existence, and secondly, to show his power and give me a warning. ”

Ye August said angrily: "I really don't understand, it's not that you destroyed the Spirit Clan, what did he give you a warning?"

"Wait, what kind of race is the Spirit Fear? Will it be exterminated? Who did it? The question mark on Xing Hai's mind became even bigger.

"I can't tell you a word or two about the Spirit Clan, you just need to know that the murderer in this case is not an ordinary person."

After Ling Heng finished speaking briefly, he took a photo of the ceiling with his mobile phone.

Ye August knew more, and naturally he was much calmer than Xing Hai, "Boss, didn't you say that you were going to set up a formation to find the murderer?" When does it start? ”

"Now."

After Ling Heng finished speaking, he took a deep breath, and then said to the two of them: "You guys stand at the door, no matter what happens, don't make a sound, don't move!" ”

"Good!" Ye August cooperated with Ling Heng without hesitation.

Xing Hai still wanted to get to the bottom of it, but he temporarily suppressed his curiosity and walked to the door cooperatively.

"Smack!" With a bang, the door of Xing Jiang's bedroom slammed shut.

Ye August immediately covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming.

Xing Hai also gritted his teeth and kept himself from making a sound.

Ling Heng's deep pool-like eyes burst out with two awe-inspiring cold lights, and he quickly raised his left hand and put it to his mouth and bit his index finger.

The blood that quickly gushed out dripped down his fingertips, however, before the blood could drip to the ground, the blood droplets were collected by Ling Heng in time with his right hand in the palm of his hand.

It wasn't until a puddle of blood accumulated in his right palm that Ling Heng stopped the bleeding from his index finger.

Ye August and Xing Hai both looked at Ling Heng quietly, no one knew what he was going to do.

Ling Hengping raised his palms and sat cross-legged on the ground, he was facing the door, and the coldness in his eyes deepened a little.

When neither Ye August nor Xing Hai reacted, Ling Heng suddenly aimed his right hand at the door.

The blood in his palm did not flow according to common sense, but directly turned into a strange pattern in his palm.

The pattern seemed to come to life, changing from the size of a palm to the size of a door in the blink of an eye.

"Smack!"

The bedroom door opened suddenly, scaring Ye August and Xing Hai again.

Ling Heng stood up at this time, however, when he saw the person who appeared at the door, his face suddenly changed.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Ye August found that Ling Heng looked at the door with a shocked expression, her hair stood on end, but she didn't dare to look at the door.

Xing Hai also realized that the situation was wrong, he wanted to look at the door tentatively, but his hair couldn't stop standing up, so that this big man didn't even have the courage to turn back.

Ling Heng was stunned and asked, "Why are you?" ”