The cook, whose facial features were destroyed, pushed open the big red wooden door, and several people outside heard the sound of chanting scriptures and smelled the tempting aroma of meat.

Gao Ming followed behind the cook, and he saw that the room was full of portraits, each of them looking strange, and their names were written on them.

"Each painting represents a living person?"

A faint smell of flesh came from the portrait, and it was only then that Gao Ming realized that the portrait was not painted on paper, but on the skin.

Entering this strange room, Gao Ming seemed to be watched by a pair of eyes, and the congratulations who followed him knelt directly on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

The chef lost his sense of the outside world, and he took it upon himself to lift the black cloth in the middle of the house, revealing the huge offering table against the wall.

A red-colored table with eight empty plates on it, and under it knelt an investigator in uniform, with black writing all over his neck, and his mouth constantly reciting scriptures that no one understood.

"How can there be investigators here?" Zhu Miaomiao was still puzzled, Gao Ming had begun to retreat, there was no statue in the center of the offering table, and the things worshiped in the ancestral hall seemed to have been stolen!

"Bang!"

The cook, who was in a daze at the table, fell to the ground, his heart pierced through the heart with a sharp knife, and his head rolled off.

The sound of chanting the scriptures slowly died down, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came from all around, and the investigator who had been kneeling in front of the offering table also stood up.

He has a beautiful face, but unfortunately half of his face is written in black.

"Don't get me wrong, we're also members of the Bureau of Investigation." Gao Ming took out his black ring: "Gao Ming, the leader of the Lishan Investigation Department of the Old City Branch. ”

After verifying Gao Ming's identity, the young investigator wiped the blood stains from the knife and said coldly: "Director of the Queen's Investigation Office of the Eastern District Bureau-Qingge." ”

"Director?" The director of the Lishan Investigation Bureau is in his forties, and this Qingge looks like he is in his early twenties, and Gao Ming feels that the other party seems to be not as old as himself.

"Do you know that because of your rash intrusion, you have destroyed the trap we have laid for a long time." Qingge's voice was not loud, but he was extremely angry, as if he would knife out the next moment: "Who asked you to come here?" ”

Gao Ming didn't give Zhu Miaomiao and Gong Xi any chance to speak, and preemptively said: "No one asked us to come over, after we were separated from the team, our Lishan investigation team began to investigate by ourselves." The basement floor smells of meat, and it's suspicious here. ”

Takamei is well-versed in the psychology of micro-expressions, and he doesn't feel like he's lying at all.

The blade pointed obliquely, and after Qingge looked at Gao Ming, he looked at the other people: "Have you eaten the meat in the building?" ”

"Nope." Gao Ming shook his head.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Qingge slowly put away the sharp knife and beckoned outside.

The investigator who was squatting outside the door took out the medicine from his backpack and briefly bandaged Gao Ming's eye.

"Can you ask more? Who are you setting the trap for? Gao Ming wiped the blood off his face: "I don't mean anything else, I just don't want to go, see if I can help you?" ”

"There are two most terrifying ghosts in this building, one lives on people's beliefs, and the other lives on people's flesh and blood. We are here to kill the demon who deceived the faith of the living. Qingge looked at the empty offering table: "It should be here." ”

His mind turned, and Gao Ming could probably guess who the ghost Qingge was talking about.

The two most terrifying ghosts, the ghosts who live by faith correspond to the clay sculptures of flesh and blood fairies, and have the heart of gods; Flesh and blood are murderous demons from many years ago, with flesh and blood hearts.

"Since you're separated from the team, let's stay." The investigator who bandaged the wound for Gao Ming squeezed out a smile: "My name is Tian Yuan, the leader of the third group of the Dazhai Investigation Bureau. ”

Tian Yuan looked honest and honest, and he was also very optimistic: "Originally, I didn't have any hope of being alive, but fortunately, I met the brothers of the Eastern District Investigation Bureau, who knew this abnormal incident very well. ”

"Now is not the time for you to catch up." Qingge's expression was gloomy, and he walked out of the ancestral hall: "We should have been exposed, there is no point in continuing to stay here, everyone follow me to assist the director in hunting the ogre!" ”

It can be seen that Qingge has a very high prestige among the investigators, and the words of hunting ghosts and monsters were unimaginable to everyone before, but they have become a reality here in the Eastern District Investigation Office.

The investigators of the other sub-bureaus saw hope of staying alive and rallied around Qingge, but they all seemed to have overlooked one thing.

The other investigators of the Queen's Investigation Office are gone, and it seems that only Qingge survives in the entire Investigation Bureau.

"Let's go too." Zhu Miaomiao didn't follow the public, she only listened to the words of Gao Ming.

"Be careful, there's something wrong with the Eastern District Investigation Agency's living people." Gao Ming asked Gong Xi to leave secretly behind Zhao Xi's back, and he and Zhu Miaomiao blended into the team of the Investigation Bureau.

In fact, there was one thing Gao Ming didn't tell Qingge, it was Uncle Wu who told him everything. Since Uncle Wu had known about the existence of the ancestral hall for a long time, it was also possible that Uncle Wu stole the things on the table.

"That guy can live in a ghost building for so long, it's definitely not easy."

Enduring unimaginable pain, Gao Ming gritted his teeth and followed the team.

The smell of meat in the corridor dissipated a lot, replaced by a faint smell of blood.

Blood flowed in the shadows, and an aura of extreme danger appeared in the corridor on the fifth floor.

A sharp boning knife slashed the neck of one of the investigators, and the body was pushed out of the guardrail and dropped downstairs.

It was only after the sound of the corpse colliding with the ground that the investigators who were walking in front of them came to their senses, and they stopped, looking at the man in front of them with shocked faces.

Tall and well-dressed, the man was born with the air of a superior person, and his eyes were firm and sharp, as if nothing in the world could shake him.

Gao Ming obviously saw the other party for the first time, but there was already a strong hostility in the flesh and blood, he didn't know what the other party had done, but a voice kept coming to his mind - kill him! Be sure to kill Situ An!

"Director, the flesh fairy statue was stolen, and we're too late." Qingge, who was cold and withdrawn in front of others, lowered his head now, and he didn't dare to look at the other party's eyes.

"I don't blame you, that statue is psychic, and it's extremely difficult to deal with." The man stood on the porch and looked at the investigators crowded around the corner of the fourth and fifth floors: "You all saw me kill an investigator, are you afraid?" ”

Seeing that no one dared to speak, the man picked up a piece of meat from the ground and threw it in front of everyone.

"Some of you joined the Bureau because your family members were killed by ghosts, some of you joined the Bureau because you wanted to find your missing relatives and friends, and some of you joined the Bureau because of a sense of justice in your heart; You are the toughest and bravest people, but when you actually joined the Bureau, you discovered an incredibly cruel truth. ”

The man glanced at each investigator: "People have no means to fight ghosts at all, you are just the most heroic cannon fodder." ”

The man at the top of the stairs is telling the truth.

"But now it's different, I can give you a chance." The man pointed to the piece of meat on the steps: "There is a fifty percent chance that you will gain the ability to kill ghosts, and there is a fifty percent chance that you will become ghosts." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the investigators were a little moved, and only those who had really fallen into a desperate situation knew how precious the power to fight against ghosts was.

"Why should we believe you? You just killed an investigator in front of all of us! "Some people are questioning, some people are worried.

"I have no need to deceive you, and I do not need you to believe that when death comes, you will make a choice." The man retracted his gaze: "You only need to remember one thing, the person who gave you this choice is me, Situ An, director of the Hanhai Eastern District Investigation Bureau. ”