Shen Xing walked into the ancient castle.

Searching for the direction of the sound of the piano, I soon came to a large room.

Immediately I saw the back of an old woman, she was playing the piano, and she was playing very deeply, not knowing that someone walked into the room behind her.

Shen Xing didn't dare to alarm her.

He carefully examined the furnishings in the room, which should be in the European medieval style, with many religious paintings on the walls, as well as various crosses and statues.

The room is very large, I am afraid that it is more than 100 square meters, and there is a large bookshelf in the distance, which is estimated to have thousands of books.

There was a large table that was relatively close to Shen Xing.

He walked over with light feet and found a few books on the table, and a few small bits and pieces.

Shen Xing glanced at it briefly, those books should be books related to the occult.

He concluded that the old woman who was playing the piano must be the late Mrs. Mitchell Winston.

Suddenly realized......

It was so scary that I actually witnessed an undead playing the harp here, and in the midst of a terrifying castle.

It's a pity that I don't seem to be very human, and I don't know how to be afraid.

Shen Xing didn't know that outside the small villa of the Lady of St. Ann's College at this moment, everyone was struggling in pain and was about to collapse.

Professor Brian was sweating like rain, and he led those professors to silently chant "The Song of the Glorious Shengming Beyond the Shore" at all, and the spiritual consciousness of those ordinary people was on the verge of collapse.

If it weren't for Professor Brian's struggles to support them, I'm afraid they would have gone crazy and would have stretched out their hands in a frenzy......

If they don't stop the sound quickly, they will most likely break through that layer of confinement, tear their own throats, and even gouge out their own hearts!

Professor Brian struggled to hold on, trying his best to protect the ordinary people.

......

Kasbah room.

Shen Xing also felt that the tune at the moment was too ugly, and he felt extremely irritable.

The old woman was devoted, and had entered a state of madness, and her two withered hands were beating wildly on the keys, like a foolish and blind person.

Shen Xing couldn't stand it a little, maybe his sanity was somewhat affected, and he couldn't help shouting, "Stop!"

The old woman's body trembled!

She didn't stop playing, just slowly turned her head around.

Unfortunately, she didn't see anything.

She turned her head back and continued to play, but the "passion" she had just lost just now, and the sound of the piano simply became slow.

The old woman was Mrs. Mitchell Winston.

Shen Xing may not know that there will be countless people who want to find this lady, want to slap her, and want to get her reward.

And he found her so easily and yelled at her.

......

Shen Xing found that his eyes slowly darkened, and he couldn't see anything.

Somewhat confused.

Didn't I just have my eyes open?

And in an old castle, I saw Mrs. Winston playing the piano and shouted to her "Stop", and saw a few books and a small medicine box on the table, as well as a large bookshelf.

Why do you find that you have closed your eyes again?

Was it just a dream?

Shen Xing simply opened his eyes secretly.

All eyes were closed, and the expressions on their faces were very painful.

He turned his head to look at the inspector again, and found that his eyes were closed, and the expression on his face seemed to be overly frightened, and he had fallen into a deep dream.

Shen Xing also hurriedly pretended to be very painful and closed his eyes.

He had understood that he was immune to the terrible sound of the harp, and that he could go into a dream and disturb his wife's playing.

Shen Xing also found that the sound of the piano at the moment seemed to be a little "deteriorating", and he seemed to be bathed in soft sunlight, but he had a comfortable feeling, like taking a sauna and soaking in a hot spring.

Ah, dear Mrs. Mitchell Winston, please play a little longer, and I feel so refreshed, so comfortable, that I feel like I have been reborn.

......

That nasty piano song is finally over.

Everyone put their fingers down and opened their eyes, feeling like they were having a protracted nightmare, a terrible nightmare, still in a trance and unable to wake up, and some people even suddenly exclaimed, "Why am I here, why are you all here?"

Lord Morgan had a terrible headache at the moment, and he almost asked Professor Brian next to him, why am I here, why are you here?

The middle-aged man, George, had been staring at the cottage with a strained face all the time, and he might not be affected at all.

......

Shen Xing stood quietly beside Inspector Hunter, pretending that he was also confused, and wanted to follow the example of others, and said how could I be here......

Suddenly, I saw that Old Professor Brian and Lord Morgan were already walking this way.

Shen Xing hurriedly moved behind the detective and reminded himself that he had to keep a low profile.

Professor Bryan had seen him.

Professor Brian shook Shen Xing's hand very excitedly and thanked him, "Thank you, young man, for saving everyone. ”

"Huh?!"

Shen Xing was a little confused.

Inspector Hunter beside him was even more confused, but he immediately realized that Shen Xing was not simple, I am afraid that it was not as simple as an ordinary international student, maybe he was a powerful cultivator.

Everyone around looked around.

Everyone didn't understand why this respected old professor Brian suddenly came over to thank such an inconspicuous young man? And he was a Chinese young man, could he be ......

Lord Morgan was also confused.

But he trusted Professor Bryan very much, and he also reached out to shake hands with Shen Xing, and said sincerely: "Thank you, young man, thank you for saving everyone." ”

Shen Xing panicked.

There is a serious suspicion that his actions in the dream have been noticed by Professor Brian.

I want to be low-key very, very much, and I don't want to show my face and pretend to be forced on this occasion, and I won't do that kind of stupid thing to death.

However, he found that everyone around him was looking at him with envious eyes and grateful eyes, and in their eyes, he was like a "god" being.

Shen Xing hurriedly lowered his head "ashamedly", and continued to pretend to be a very shy intern little detective who had never seen the world - Shen Xiaonan, I hope they will quickly take their eyes away, stop worshipping me, please, please, let me keep a low profile, okay?

Shen Xing mistakenly thought that Professor Bryan had peeked into his dream.

Actually, no, because Professor Brian could capture the every move of everyone present even with his eyes closed.

Professor Brian just found out that Shen Xing was silently chanting, and Madame's piano tone became soothing in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, Shen Xing was obviously not affected by that qin sound, then he must be a cultivator with very strong spiritual power.

Therefore, Professor Bryan concluded that it must be Shen Xing who secretly stopped Madame and saved all the ordinary people at the scene.

This is a method that even Professor Brian himself can't do.

Professor Brian could see that Shen Xing was very low-key and modest.

He liked this young man so much that he thought to himself, how nice it would be if he were his own student, such a young man was so rare.

So he quickly smiled and motioned for everyone to continue to observe the cottage, so as not to disturb the humble young man again.

He himself walked slowly back with Lord Morgan.

......

The detectives from the Detective Bureau are finally here.

Old Jon pointed in that direction and motioned for the two detectives to come.

Shen Xing also looked up.

I saw two people in black blazers, dark blue jeans, sunglasses, and cowboy hats, very dick and cock walking slowly.

They're just cool, like the two sand sculptures in black in Hollywood movies.

Inspector Hunter was very disdainful and said coldly: "They just like to dress like a cowboy, nouveau riche." ”

Shen Xing turned his head to look at him, very puzzled.

Why did this earthly vocabulary come out?

Suddenly, I understood that the detective was referring to the gang of people in the New World, and those people gave the people in the Western Continent the feeling that they were herding cows, nouveau riche, and uneducated.

The two detectives slowly walked up to Lord Morgan and began to report to their home.

"Your Excellency, I beg your pardon, we are detectives of the Detective Bureau, provisional numbers 005 and 006, we are late, and we have just arrived from Magadha. ”

Lord Morgan nodded, and instead of criticizing them, he affirmed, "It's hard work, I'll leave it to you here." ”

"Don't worry, sir. ”

Man B in sunglasses turned his head to look at so many onlookers, and had to turn his head to look at Lord Morgan again.

Lord Morgan understood what he meant and had to clear the field.

As the executive director of St. Ann's College, he has the authority to ask everyone present to recuse himself.

Lord Morgan waved his hand, "Let's go back, it's up to the detectives." ”

Shen Xing was a little surprised, he didn't expect these two men in sunglasses to be so dicked that they would dare to play big names in St. Ann's Academy.

Everyone seemed to be accustomed to it, and began to go in their own direction one after another.

Just then, the lights on the first floor of the cottage came on.

Someone exclaimed, "Oh my God, it's Mrs. Winston, how is that possible?"

Everyone hurriedly stopped and looked back.

The Lady Winston came out of the room, her face heavily painted, and her mouth dejectedly cried, "Help me, save me, save me......"

Inspector Hunter couldn't help but say, "That's not Mrs. Winston. ”

Of course, Shen Xing knew that he was not Lady Winston, because he had just met the real lady in the castle.

And now this "fake lady" has a obviously male voice, and his face looks very young, although he is wearing heavy makeup, but carefully identify his facial features, it should be a Western face.

Shen Xing simply added: "He's not a zombie, we misunderstood just now, he's a living person." He wore Mrs. Winston's wig and clothes, presumably from a wax figure. ”

The detective in sunglasses man A of the detective bureau had quickly drawn his gun, fired two shots at the chest of "Mrs. Winston", and quickly closed the gun.

"Mrs. Winston" didn't fall, he shook, stretched out his hands, and pounced on the man in sunglasses with his teeth and claws.

In the distance, the middle-aged man George shook his head, stiffened his face and whispered, "It's too rubbish." ”

It means that he should be shot in the head, hit him twice in the chest, why is he not a woman.

Man A in sunglasses stood there quietly, and when "Mrs. Winston" was about to catch him, he jerked his leg up and kicked him back into the house.

After kicking, man A in sunglasses immediately walked back, it should be the completion of the homework, now change to the man in sunglasses B to do the homework, and the two have a division of labor.

The door or furniture should have been smashed, Lord Morgan couldn't help frowning.

"Mrs. Winston" rushes out of the house again, and what awaits him is a long Oriental katana.

Man B in sunglasses picked up a kick first, kicked him into the sky, and flew almost twenty or thirty meters high.

When he fell down and fell almost down, he decisively waved the long knife in his hand and gave him a slash in the air.

In an instant, the corpse fell to the ground, and blood spilled into the air.

Sparse applause began to erupt, but no one applauded.

Shen Xing feels that he hasn't enjoyed it yet, why is it over, this is too "coping", right?

The two men in sunglasses didn't call it a day.

They took out all kinds of props, pots, cans, brushes, etc., and began to squat down to clean the scene, remove the blood stains on the ground, and look like busy housewives and men, so they almost put on aprons.

Inspector Hunter was stunned at the moment, muttering, "I know who he is." ”

Shen Xing asked urgently, "Who?"

"I can't say. ”

The two men in sunglasses had almost cleaned up and began to dispose of the corpse.

As if they were playing a trick, the corpses on the ground disappeared in an instant.

Shen Xing's eyes straightened when he saw it.

This must have been the use of props, using props such as storage rings to take away the corpse, presumably to bring it back for study.

"Let's go, the movie is over. ”

Inspector Hunter stabbed Shen Xing's shoulder with his fingers, turned his head and left.

......

The two whispered like old friends.

"Has the water fallen?" asked Shen Xing.

"I don't know, what do you think?"

"Maybe a sequel. ”

"I'm looking forward to it. ”

After the detective finished speaking, he suddenly felt awkward, how could I have such evil thoughts, could ...... Shouldn't we hope that this series of evil murders will end here?

Shen Xing asked, "Where did that zombie go?"

"Which zombie?"

"The one I smashed my head with a wine bottle and fell out of the window. ”

The inspector gasped and almost forgot about it.

...... Just now we two stupid people desperately chased the zombie, in fact, it was not a zombie, no wonder his IQ is so high, he is a living person, and he is a very talented young musician, it is estimated that he is playing the piano, not a wax figure.

Shen Xing and Inspector Hunter both thought of a question, what was his state when he started running away from the hotel?

Sober ordinary people, or have they already fallen into evil?

If he was a sober ordinary man, how did he know that the carriage contained a wax figure of Mrs. Winston, and how did he know that he had to run to Madame's cottage?

Does he know the consequences of doing so?

Did he already have the idea of death?

Or is there any great benefit to doing so?

Perhaps, this is the so-called "The Devotion of Suspect X", right?

Both were thinking, and their heads were swollen with thought.

In short, this series of transcendent killings should have something to do with the late Mrs. Winston, right?

Detective Hunter wanted to go somewhere else.

...... Those terrible Forbidden Cults, they believe in the Demon God Lords and Demon Gods, they are the uncrowned kings of Palm City, and they can also do all kinds of weird things.

In short, Palm City is like a mysterious city, calm on the surface, but surreptitiously turbulent, and connected to the dungeon of Hell.

Even like this Chinese young man next to him, he himself is not simple, and there are terrifying underground forces in the Chinese community in the eastern district, which are not lost to those forbidden cults at all.

"Where are you going now?" asked Shen Xing.

"Go home and sleep, tired and haven't slept for a few days, what about you?"

"It's also going home to sleep. ”

"I hope I can sleep soundly. ”

"That's what I thought, too. ”