"-I, I don't dare to sleep"

As soon as the withered man who was the owner of the house spoke, with his mental state, the fat man was a little hairy.

"We've got your report, and the record says there's always been someone in the house, but there's no one else here but us."

Zuo Dao asked, at this moment, his paper spirit scattered many small paper figures, crawling all around their bodies, they each turned on their spiritual vision, but they didn't get anything, and the mental state of the informant was obviously very wrong, so Zuo Dao used words to stimulate the other party, wanting to find more clues.

At the same time, Zuo Dao and the fat man touched a place in the trench coat together.

Aim the law enforcement device at the withered man as much as possible.

"It's here!" The man's voice was mentioned, and Zuo Dao's words made him emotional, and he looked around with no one but them:

"I didn't dare to sleep, and as soon as I fell asleep, it appeared."

In a brief conversation, the fat man frowned, and the two looked at each other, as if they had read a very evil idea to each other.

The fat man blinked, as if to say—or do you say?

Zuo Dao seemed to be uninvolved in the world, blinking in confusion - I don't know what you said.

In this way, Zuo Dao stepped forward and looked around the man's house, signaling himself to find clues.

"It's good to be young...", the fat man cursed in his heart, and then turned to look at the anxious owner of the house:

"Dude, calm down first, can you tell me what you see, or what you see in your dreams?"

The owner of the house didn't seem to want to talk to the fat man, and this was the price of the previous operation, and he reluctantly replied to the fat man:

"It's ......"

Bedchamber.

Zuo Dao put down the suitcase, pressed a button, the suitcase opened and closed a little distance but did not fully unfold, he reached in, and took out a pair of pure black gloves, the delicate fabric texture has a faint spar luster.

Wearing gloves on the left road, the cold internal touch, the wearer will not feel uncomfortable for long-term use.

This is the standard configuration of the Investigation Section of the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau, which is doped with a certain proportion of Broken Demon Crystal and special technology, so that the wearer can block pollution when touched, and at the same time, it will react and remind in time when it is polluted.

It is often used as an operator in the search department, and the personnel of the mysterious processing department are rarely equipped with it, because for them, setting off is equivalent to fighting, but in this mission, Zuo Dao and the fat man are both distributed.

The situation of the two of them is a bit special, and the affairs they perform will be analyzed by the observation center to choose whether or not to be their assessment, that is to say, today it may be to help the old grandmother cross the road, and tomorrow may go deep into the cult's lair to brush the boss, and no one knows the result.

It would have been reassuring that the observation center would strictly control the risk ratio in this regard, so that there would be no death in the first place.

However, as the first mission to end the special training, the spiritual uneasiness that was now vaguely presenting made him basically lose his trust in this promise.

Zuo Dao controlled the paper spirit, enhancing the control of his arm, except for opening the wardrobe and touching the door of the furniture cabinet, he kept the distance from all the objects in the room as much as possible, and then swiped over one by one.

This is a detail of the investigation of the scene by the officers of the Investigation Section, and the special anti-mysterious contamination gloves are not meant to be effective by touch, but also when they are extremely close.

After all, the resistance of gloves is limited, and wearing gloves is for safety, and if you can investigate anomalies that are usually difficult to detect when you are not in contact, it is naturally undesirable.

"The bedroom is normal."

Zuo Dao finished the inspection with a slight frown, and walked out to prepare to go to another room.

When I passed by, I saw that the fat man in the living room was still doing "ideological work" to the man who reported the crime, and the progress was difficult.

Zuo Dao and the fat man actually had the same idea after receiving this short report of the case and communicating with the victim for a short time, that is, since he didn't dare to sleep, let him sleep.

Let's see what the hell can come out, after all, except for a little abnormality at the moment, they have never been able to find the root of the problem.

And who is the big villain, Zuo Dao successfully touched it with his "age advantage".

Walking into the study, in fact, this should be said to be a storage room, after all, there are all kinds of miscellaneous items in it, not only messy, but also dusty.

Seeing this, Zuo Dao continued his previous operation in the bedroom, and when his gloved fingers kept a distance from the table, he suddenly felt a heat between his fingers.

"Huh?"

He flipped his hand over and looked between his fingers, noticing that the crystals were faintly scattered with orange dots.

"I can't even see the clues, but a pair of gloves can, and some things in this world are really interesting."

The left lane approached the table and looked at the problematic area.

The dust is noticeably lighter than the rest of the world, and the mark is a circle of about five centimeters.

"Ornaments? Or something else? Where did the stuff go? ”

With vigilance and doubts, Zuo Dao continued to conduct a more detailed investigation of the room.

At this time, there was also a faint heated conversation between the fat man and the withered man in the living room, and Zuo Dao listened attentively, as if they were arguing about something, it should be still arguing about whether to sleep or not.

"That's all there is to it."

After some inspection, there was no other abnormal residue except for the countertop, Zuo Dao took a photo of this place with his camera and uploaded it for filing, and then picked up his suitcase and walked out, ready to ask the owner about the situation.

Just as Zuo Dao stepped out of here and came to the living room, the scene he saw made the corners of his eyes twitch.

A dead fat man walked up behind the owner of the house with an unhappy face.

Under the eyes of the left road, the owner of the house snapped to the ground.

With a bang, the owner of the house was knocked unconscious by the fat man.

"Fuck your uncle crookedly, can you sleep and see how it goes?" The fat man took a sip and was born horizontally.

Seeing Zuo Dao coming, he smiled, and after the fat man with black hands, he seemed to be refreshed:

"What did you find, Brother Zuo?"

"Yes," Zuo Dao looked at the fainting owner of the house:

"But it's gone, for the time being."

"Huh?" The fat man looked puzzled.

"I found something abnormal, and I was about to ask him, just to see you..."

The fat man looked at the law enforcement memory record on his chest embarrassedly, his cheeks trembled, and he was not sure if this kid Zuo Dao said this sentence on purpose, which made his own homework that was already a little illegal add to the problem.

"Shall we wake him up?"

"Yes," Zuo Dao agreed:

If he doesn't sleep after asking, continue your previous "thoughts", after all, you are experienced and you are the main one. ”

“......”

The fat man was speechless, his heart was really not a good thing, and he was crazy about setting himself up when he was recording law enforcement, so he almost restored the scene to law enforcement, and then added a close-up.

That being said, things had to go on, and he could only nod his head and wake up the owner.

Just as the fat man's hand was on the man's shoulder, about to revive the exercise, a strange palpitation welled up in the hearts of both of them at the same time.

Zuo Dao and the fat man's bodies instantly tensed, ready to deal with the battle.

A "wind" that was not a "wind" breathed through the room, and the fat man stopped moving, quickly joined up with Zuo Dao, and stood together.

The two of them were back to back to each other, and the interpupil in their eyes activated again, still not noticed.

"What the is this, man, the 'mysterious events' I've seen have never been like this."

"Hmm." Zuo Dao snorted.

He also agreed with the fat man's words, and the spiritual vision couldn't observe anything at all this time, but the sixth sense in his heart kept warning him.

There is only one explanation for this situation, and it is likely that the "cultivation" of "unknown existence" will be very high.

"The observatory of this dog's day." The fat man scolded.

Suddenly, the two of them felt silent.

Back to back, they heard at the same time, and there seemed to be something to their left.

It is very viscous, and the liquid runs with the sound of tiny bubbles.

The two of them looked at each other out of the corner of their eyes instantly.

A humanoid creature was not far from them.

It was drenched in dripping viscous liquid, and it had no head above its neck—

In its place were huge eyeballs, the whites of which were densely covered with black-purple blood, and the pitch-black pupils stared at Zuodao.

What made Zuo Dao's heart sink was that there was also a small paper figure in that direction who was observing with spiritual vision, but there was nothing.

And the fat man who saw this scene was more crisp than Zuo Dao.

He said directly:

"-!"

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PS: Tomorrow, that is, from Sunday to Tuesday, it will become the morning to update the chapters of the day in one go, in order to catch up on the better! In the meantime, please come and save me on Monday and Tuesday.

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