"Oh, listen young man, whether you use witchcraft or orthodox means, as long as you can help me find the murderer of my daughter, whether it is respect, wealth, transcendent props... Anything you want, as long as I have it, I am willing to give it to you. ”

Levi knocked the crumbs in his pipe, stared at Zhang Huaisheng and said: "In the past half a month, I have been in hell every day, whether it is the congregation of my compatriots, the patrol of Boston, or the famous private detective, all they have brought me is disappointment. ”

"I don't want to be disappointed any longer."

Zhang Huaisheng said noncommittally: "Mr. Levi, first of all, I have to look at the victim's room first..."

"Go ahead, the second room on the left."

Levi waved his hand, a little visibly depressed: "Don't turn it into a mess, that's the only memory I have as a father." ”

Zhang Huaisheng pressed the soft hat on his chest and bowed slightly: "I'll pay attention." ”

After only a short time together, Zhang Huaisheng could still feel the suppressed anger of Levi, like a volcano about to erupt.

In the mouths of others, there are only two sentences of sighing and sighing, but in the person concerned, it is an extremely tragic disaster.

Zhang Huaisheng came to the corridor and pushed open the door of the second room on the left.

It can be seen that Levi really loves his daughter, and this room, even if it is said to be the boudoir of the royal princess, is nothing unqualified.

Zhang Huaisheng pressed his eyebrows, and the faint spiritual brilliance centered on him and slowly spread.

This is another use of the authoritarian way to manipulate the enemy's body, which is barely an extension of the body, and can further enhance his senses, especially spiritually.

In the center is a large bed with a white lace tent.

At the head of the bed is a large bear puppet.

The spirit swept slowly from above, and did not notice anything unusual.

On the opposite side of the bed, there is a well-maintained high-end piano, with a golden German inscription on the side, which should be a very famous piano brand - but unfortunately Zhang Huaisheng can't understand it.

Zhang Huaisheng didn't have the idea of opening the lid and pressing it twice, his gaze continued to move.

Finally, it is fixed on the white cabinet on the side.

at the bottom of the drawer.

Zhang Huaisheng found a notebook.

This is probably a girl's diary, and even the cover is pink.

As soon as I opened it, I saw a black and white photo.

In the photo, the girl is smiling sweetly, wearing a long white dress, standing at the bow of the cruise ship, the sea breeze blowing the skirt, looking pure and moving.

"A very beautiful girl indeed."

Zhang Huaisheng was a little emotional, but also a little regretful.

This is human nature, and when an ugly-looking person dies, it will feel pitiful at best.

But the death of a beautiful girl will make people feel a pity.

If the local newspaper had published a photo of Mr. Levi's daughter, the news of the Boston killer would have become even more sensational and sparked a wider public opinion.

It's just a pity that Levi will never allow the media to do this.

As Boston's textile mogul, Levi was a Celtic, but he was a genuine Boston ruling class, the kind that qualified to sit in the Boston plutocracy.

Zhang Huaisheng put the photo back on the table, looked through the girl's diary slightly, and found that it was all very normal.

Completely in line with the identity of a young girl.

Zhang Huaisheng only glanced at it once or twice before closing it.

Continue to search around.

But in the end, nothing came of it.

After all, the patrol officers, detectives, and transcendents who came ahead must have searched this place, and if there is any important information, these people will not leave it out.

Just when Zhang Huaisheng, who had found nothing, was about to go out, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten to clip the girl's photo back into his notebook.

He turned his head.

His expression changed suddenly.

He saw the black-and-white photograph on the table.

The girl's face had become distorted at the moment.

The pitch-black stuff like water stains spread on the photo, making her originally beautiful face extremely hideous, with blue fangs.

Zhang Huaisheng did not rush closer, and the spirituality in his body slowly extended and wrapped the photo.

Zhang Huaisheng closed his eyes slightly, as if he was feeling something.

In his ears, the faint sound of the waves echoed, like an indescribable giant in the deep sea, entrenched in the depths of the deep trench, spying on him.

Zhang Huaisheng subconsciously shivered, the room was still a little stuffy, but at this time, it made Zhang Huaisheng feel as cold as a basement.

The strange feeling receded like a tide.

Zhang Huaisheng walked back to the photo.

It had returned to its original state at the moment, as if what Zhang Huaisheng had seen before was just some hallucination.

Zhang Huaisheng reopened the notebook.

With the help of memory, I returned to the page I had sandwiched before.

The content on it is: March 28th, today I saw my father's face was ugly.

He locked himself in his study and did not come down to eat for a long time.

In the empty hall, it was just me and the maid Fez.

Mom hasn't come to see me in a long time.

I really miss my mom.

Next, there's the big blank space.

"Something seems strange here."

"Judging from the grammar, it seems like only half of it?"

Zhang Huaisheng suddenly looked out the window, where a dark face was staring at him in the fountain in the garden, and a mocking smile appeared when he saw him.

Zhang Huaisheng's body surface has silver-gray hair.

His jaw stretched forward, turning into a hideous wolf kiss.

Bang –

Without any hesitation, he just slammed open the window and chased him out.

It seemed that he didn't expect Zhang Huaisheng's movements to be so crisp, and the black face disappeared quickly.

But as a werewolf, he has a strong sense of smell, so he can keenly catch the spiritual trail left by the other party in the air—it is not gone, but invisible.

...

The people, who were startled by such a loud movement, quickly rushed into the room.

A bodyguard stammered, "I... I saw a werewolf and he ran that way! ”

Werewolves aren't a common thing in the Northern States.

To them, werewolves are still legendary horrors, something that people use to terrorize restless children before going to bed.

"No one else is out?"

Levi frowned.

He looked around, put the notebook and photos back away, and found that nothing was missing, so he said, "It seems that this Donghua friend has found a clue." ”

"A werewolf of the Demon Path?"

He was thoughtful.

Although not a transcendent himself, Levi has a much broader understanding of the transcendent world than most people think of as a "collector".

...

Zhang Huaisheng ran through the alley, the traces of the black shadow becoming more and more remote, but he still couldn't get rid of his tracking.

But just then, he saw a beautiful woman walking down the alley with her satchel in front of him.

The traces of the black shadow were interrupted.

But the spiritual feedback is becoming more and more apparent—it's nearby!

"Ma'am, have you seen or heard anything?"

Zhang Huaisheng quickly turned into a human form.

He only chooses some loose clothes now, so that he can try to avoid the loss of clothes caused by tearing through his clothes after transforming into a werewolf.

The woman was motionless.

Zhang Huaisheng's heart immediately swelled with an ominous premonition.

He came to the front of the woman.

Bang Bang –

Two blurred clumps of flesh fell to the ground.

Zhang Huaisheng clearly saw that the woman in front of him had become hollow, and blood was pouring down from it, but she seemed to be enchanted.

Just whispering something.

Snort -

It's like a crack.

The woman's body began to bulge, as if inflated, and the bulging parts quickly swam away, and there was a burst of "snorting" sounds.

Soon, her skin peeled away from her body, revealing a horrific corpse drenched in blood and covered in yellow tendons.

The intact human skin hung aside, swaying gently in the wind.

Propped up by the air, a mocking smile appeared on the face of the human skin.

As if to say, come and get me!

Zhang Huaisheng's face was a little ugly, and he shouted angrily like a defeated dog.

But in fact, there was no frustration in his heart, but because he had captured some details, he was calm.