The hammer fell, and a real wax figure in front of him instantly collapsed, turning into a pile of debris piled on the ground.

At this moment, I was stunned.

Because the inside of the wax figure is hollow, empty.

Don't...... My gut feeling was wrong?! In a trance, I questioned my own judgment.

I've never been so self-skeptical, is it all a misunderstanding? None of this has anything to do with Ling Gu Feng and his real wax figures?!

But how could these real-life wax figures be so similar to the eighteen missing people in this serial disappearance case......

I settled down, moved slowly, and came to the next wax figure.

I took a deep breath, raised my hammer, and slammed it down on the wax figure in front of me.

A crisp sound sounded in the empty wax museum, and a huge sound formed an echo from the depths of the wax museum.

The echoes seemed to come from hell, the roars of the evil spirits that came from hell to lure the souls, and the soul-attracting bells in their hands.

The real wax figure in front of me was shattered, and the inside was still empty......

Among these wax figures, there are not corpses hidden in them, as I imagined.

"There are no bodies...... There is no corpse ......" I stumbled and almost fell to the ground, muttering this sentence incessantly.

With that, I walked towards the next life-size wax figure......

At this moment, I seemed to fall into a state of hysterical madness, the hammer in my hand kept rising and falling, and the real wax figures in front of me were shattered one by one.

However, it was all the same inside, there were no corpses at all.

I can't imagine how big a crime it is for me, as a criminal police officer, to break into people's homes and destroy other people's property.

And I don't have any evidence against Ling Gufeng for murder and body concealment, if in the end, this serial disappearance case really has nothing to do with Ling Gufeng, then how should it end.

Maybe in the next second, Ling Gufeng and Li Meng will come out of a corner and ask me what happened.

But these things are not something I can think about.

Now, I have no reason in my head, and my identity as a police officer has long been thrown out of the sky.

For the first time in more than seven years since I became a police officer, I felt that my emotions were so uncontrollable, and I didn't know what else I could do with them.

Perhaps, I am slowly changing from being a police officer to being a criminal.

Perhaps, the next moment, it was me who was sitting in the interrogation room for interrogation, and opposite me was a colleague I knew very well.

Perhaps, from the bottom of my heart, I was born a criminal.

Perhaps, I will complete a perfect crime in the near future.

But these are not what I can think about now, with the shattering of the wax figures of a real person in front of me, my spirit has been in a trance, and there has been an afterimage in front of me.

So much so that I don't know when a person stood behind me.

In the next moment, I only felt that the person behind him was holding his hands high, and what he was holding tightly in his hand was a wooden stick.

By the time I realized it was too late, the stick fell heavily and hit me on the head.

At this moment, I only felt a warm current slowly flowing out of my head in an instant.

At this moment, I fell to the ground without even feeling a trace of pain.

At this moment, my eyes became darker and more blurry.

Just as I was about to lose consciousness, I heard a cold, familiar voice.

"It's true that there is a wax figure of a police officer in my wax museum, but who says that this wax figure must be made of Li Meng?"

This voice is Ling Gu Feng's, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

But I understand now that it seems a little too late.

I lay on the ground, without any strength in my body, and I tried to get up from the ground to resist, but my hands would not listen to me.

Now, there's nothing I can control but consciousness.

Ling Gufeng casually threw the wooden stick in his hand aside, making a muffled sound. Immediately after, he grabbed me by the back collar and lifted me up with all his strength.

I raised my eyelids as hard as I could and looked at Ling Gufeng beside me.

He still had the same polite and polite expression, but his eyes had changed, he had become full of blood, and his smile had become full of sin.

In this way, like a humanoid doll, I was slung to my shoulder by Ling Gu Feng and walked towards the studio in the corner.

He walked to the corner of the studio and pressed a switch on the wall.

Instantly, the wall skin opened, and a handle appeared inside the wall.

I saw him gently turn the handle, and a secret door slowly appeared on the wall of the studio.

I was slung by his shoulder and walked through the secret door in the studio.

There was a very large workbench in the secret door, and there was a person lying on the workbench, it was Li Meng.

Li Meng was lying quietly on the workbench, as if he had fallen asleep quietly, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

She now has only two intimate cotton clothes on her body.

On the floor next to the workbench is a set of vacuum equipment.

It seems that when Ling Gufeng made a real wax figure, he put people into a vacuum bag, and then used vacuum equipment to evacuate the air inside, and then used a real person as a mold to make a real wax figure.

Of course, it is impossible for a person to survive in a vacuum.

"Little Dream ......"

I looked at her and said angrily, but only I could hear the voice, for my consciousness had begun to drift and the words were not uttered.

Ling Gufeng put me on the other side of the workbench, and just like that, Li Meng and I both lay on the workbench.

Ling Gufeng looked at me, and then at Li Meng.

At this moment, I truly understood what it means to be a man-made knife and a fish.

Ling Gu Feng's eyes kept falling on me and Li Meng, as if he was admiring two works of art, and the corners of his mouth raised a weird smile from time to time.

"Sure enough, in such a comparison, Xiaomeng is the most perfect, but it's a pity, alas......" Ling Gufeng shook his head and sighed, reached out to pick up Li Meng's clothes, and helped Li Meng put them on carefully one by one.

It seems that Li Meng is still alive......

Ling Gu Feng's movements were very gentle, his eyes were full of pampering, and while he was dressing Li Meng, he muttered in his mouth: "I really didn't expect you to ...... Alas, I really didn't expect it......"

My consciousness was on the verge of dissipation, and when my consciousness was dying, I only saw Ling Gufeng carrying a clothed Li Meng on his shoulder, walking towards the secret door of the studio.

In the next moment, I fell into a coma.......