"This Ma Xian Zhang family really has a bad conscience! Take me to that auction house! I'm going to see who the people are who are in the auction. ”

After listening to the narration of a group of unjust ghosts, Wu Di also roughly understood what the Zhang family of Ma Xian had done. At this moment, Wu Di's heart was also full of anger. Even if the Internet society is launched now, Wu Di has never heard of such a conscience-destroying thing, and he didn't even dare to write it in a novel, but now he really let himself really encounter this kind of thing.

"Yes, Master!"

Hearing this, a group of unjust ghosts immediately agreed.

"Hmm!" Wu Di looked at the sky and saw that it was almost white, and said to the group of unjust ghosts: "It's about to be dawn, so let's do it, I have a magic weapon here, you hide it first, and then we go to that auction!" Your revenge, I will take you to avenge! ”

After speaking, Wu Di turned over his hand and took out a bronze wine jug, opened the mouth of the bottle, and pinched three magic seals in his hand.

This is the second Chung Yeung Festival reward for raising ghosts.

"Thank you, Master!"

After hearing this, all the ghosts bowed to Wu Dubai, and then let the bronze wine jug take them all into it.

"You can't catch your evidence by relying on technology1! No matter how dark it is, as long as there is still the sun in this world, then the moment the sun rises, the darkness will eventually be dispelled, this is the iron law. ”

After collecting more than a hundred unjust ghosts, Wu Di's eyes looked at the rising sun gradually rising in the sky. Jumped off the roof.

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On the other side, in the police station.

The rescued men, women and children were taking notes overnight, and the police clenched their fists as they listened to their ordeal, making them unimaginable what kind of criminal person could do such a criminal thing.

Especially when I heard those girls say that Wu Di interrogated the middle-aged women to obtain information, knowing that they would be pulled up to the auction table on the first day of every month to auction off the organs of their bodies, and they even bit out blood from their teeth, and they couldn't wait to take a gun to kill the Zhang family now.

What surprised them even more was that there had been more than 30 cases reported before, and they had also been to the police more than ten times, but why did they find no clues at all.

And when all the transcripts were sent to the director, the director was also furious, and even cursed directly in the office. Of course, he didn't forget to let people investigate Wu Di's identity, after all, this person is a hero who rescued others, let's call it a hero, and he is also the person who knows the whole thing the most out of everyone.

The other is to apply for reinforcements from above, after all, this matter has already involved the Zhang family of Zhumaxian, and this case is no longer something that ordinary police officers like them can solve.

Unless the army is dispatched, it will have to be people with supernatural forces to deal with supernatural forces.

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On the other side, after Wu Di left the alley, he did not go to the auction for the first time. After all, the Zhang family's auction will only be held on the first day of every month, and today is only the 29th, and there are still two days to go.

But that doesn't mean that Wu Di can only wait for the day of the auction to come and do nothing. Wu Di can also take advantage of these two days to collect intelligence. In this way, after taking the auction, he will not startle the grass and give some people a chance to survive with their tails cut off, so as to achieve the purpose of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots. Especially the Zhang family of Ma Xian, it is necessary to investigate clearly, and then the accomplices cannot be let go.

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Two days were just a blink of an eye.

At noon on the first day, Wu Di came to a farmhouse at the foot of Changbai Mountain after lunch. Memories of the farmhouse.

"Sorry, this place has been chartered, and an invitation is required to enter!"

As soon as Wu Di arrived at the door of the farmhouse, two big men in suits stopped Wu Di, and one of them spoke.

The two of them looked at Wu Di's ordinary clothes, and their eyes were full of scrutiny.

"Is this it?"

Hearing this, Wu Di smiled faintly, turned over and took out a business card from the farmhouse and handed it over.

Looking at the business card handed by Wu Di, one of the big men took it, took out a machine and brushed it on it, nodded to the other person, and then took out a mask and handed it to Wu Di, and said with a smile: "Sir, please come in, this is a mask, please bring it." ”

After taking the mask, Wu Di didn't speak, put it on directly, and walked straight into the farmhouse.

Who would have thought that a seemingly ordinary business card is an invitation to the farmhouse today, and the business card is even more mysterious, containing a special magnetic stripe. If there is no clear investigation, Wu Di is afraid that he will not even be able to enter the door, and he will not be able to use the forged business card.

The business card in Wu Di's hand was obtained in the basement of the old community.

Walking into the farmhouse, it was full of people wearing masks, and most of them were very well covered, with big hoods, and everyone didn't communicate with anyone else, just walked towards the innermost part of the farmhouse with their heads down, and didn't look around.

However, according to their body shape, there are still some basic information that can be distinguished by walking posture. There is also no shortage of foreigners in it. For example, a man and a woman in front of Wu Di, the two of them walk in an inner figure-eight, and the woman's steps move very little, but the speed of her footsteps is very fast. It is a habit, a habit of wearing a kimono.

There are also others, although they all wear the same masks and large hoods, but they can still see their blue or purple eyes.

Following the crowd, Wu Di walked into the toilet of the farmhouse, and after showing the invitation for the second time, he walked into a secret door in the toilet.

Entering the secret door, going down the stairs, entering a sloping winding passage only one meter wide, about six hundred steps, you enter a wide space with lights on.

Entering the wide space, it is about the size of a basketball court, about three meters high, the lights are bright, the ventilation is okay, and there are rows of individual tables and chairs in the field, about 300 seats, and there are signs on them. At the end of the venue is a high platform like a stage, and the lights are brighter. There is also a side door next to it.

Following the crowd, Wu Di went to a separate table and chair and sat down, glancing at the sign on the table, No. 97.

Then Wu Di glanced at the people in the venue with his spare eyes, all of them sitting silently in their respective seats, no one spoke, and no one was looking around. The people who came in at the back did not sit down randomly, but lined up and sat down along the seats.

Now there are only two kinds of people inside, one is like Wu Di, who just wears a mask. This kind of people are all first-time visitors, and the number is very small, and only about four or five of the more than 100 people are first-time visitors of this kind.

There is also a large hooded dress of various colors, wearing gloves, and the whole body, except for the eyes, can not see anywhere. This kind of people should be regular visitors here, and some of them don't even feel like they're human.