The night is getting darker.

As the dim sun fades, lights bloom in the city, and the faint aroma of food reverberates in the air in the high-rise residential buildings.

Lin Qiye, dressed in a dark red cloak, sat on the roof of a residential building, with two black boxes beside him, the breeze blowing through his sideburns, he looked at the lights of thousands of homes in the distance, and didn't know what he was thinking.

This time, he brought out both black boxes, not only because it was a collective action, but also because if he used summoning magic in front of everyone, he would inevitably encounter some questions afterwards, and instead of such twists and turns, it was better to take some effort to bring them out.

"Everyone, report on the situation." Chen Muye's voice came from the headset.

Wu Xiangnan: "There is no abnormality at the No. 1 monitoring point. "

Red Ying: "There is no abnormality at Surveillance Point 2. "

After Hongying finished speaking, Lin Qiye gently opened the headset with his fingers and said calmly: "There is no abnormality at the No. 3 monitoring point." "

Immediately afterwards, it was the report of Wen Qimo, Si Xiaonan, and Leng Xuan.

Lin Qiye looked down at the Rolex in his hand, it was already 8:45 in the evening, and it had been almost two hours since they had squatted around in advance, and nothing else had happened in these two hours except for the residents of the community who had come and gone.

There are still about seven hours left before the ceremony begins.

The mysterious ...... In what way will this last sacrifice be accomplished?

As the minutes passed, the night deepened, and the surrounding lights dimmed one after another, except for the faint light of some street lights on the community road, the neighborhood had fallen into darkness.

Lin Qiye looked down at the time again.

12:58 p.m.

It's been four hours, and nothing out of the ordinary has occurred.

At one o'clock in the morning, several people reported the situation again, and then fell silent again.

Suddenly, Wen Qimo's mobile phone vibrated slightly, he saw the number on the phone, hesitated for a moment, and connected the phone.

"Blackie, what's going on?"

"……"

"What?" Wen Qimo's voice paused, and then continued, "I see. "

"……"

Wen Qimo hung up the phone and turned on the headset.

"Captain, something is wrong."

Chen Muye's voice immediately sounded from the headset, "What's wrong?" "

"Remember the tavern where the fourth deceased worked? Xiao Hei called me just now and said that the owner of the tavern had hurriedly booked a recent ticket to leave Cangnan and went to the airport. "

"He's leaving Cangnan?"

"Yes, and his expression is very flustered, Xiao Hei called him as a policeman, the state of the boss is a little incoherent, but it probably means that since Sun Xiao died, he has been in a very bad mental state in recent days, and he can always see ghosts appearing near him, as if he has fallen into an evil spirit.

He thought that there was someone dead in his shop, and that something unclean had been stained, and he made up his mind to stay away from this place, go out and avoid it for a while, and then come back and sell the shop. "

According to the rules of the night watchman, all cases related to the "mystery" are not allowed to leave the city until they are completely resolved, and the tavern owner is also considered to be a person who has a lot to do with the deceased, so he is also classified as the main character.

Therefore, he wanted to escape Cangnan by plane overnight, which was not in accordance with the regulations of the night watchman.

Chen Muye frowned, and said in a deep voice: "There is a ghost shadow near him?" "

"That's what he said."

Indeed, according to the information they have at hand, this ritual can only be used for the "mysterious" promotion of the unjust ghosts, that is to say, the mysterious one who did all this is probably also an unjust ghost.

Could it be that after the unjust ghost killed Sun Xiao, he didn't leave, but possessed the boss's body and hid from the world?

However, they had also interrogated the boss directly before, and they did not find anything wrong with him.

"He can't leave Cangnan." Chen Muye only hesitated for a moment before he spoke, "Let Xiao Hei and them stop him...... No, Qimo, you go there yourself, and if there is a 'mysterious' aura in his vicinity, report it to us immediately. "

"Good!"

Wen Qimo immediately left the place he was monitoring and left in the direction of the airport.

And it originally belonged to Wen Qimo's monitoring range, but it was also temporarily included in Lin Qiye's scope, but fortunately, this was not a difficult thing for him.

The problem on the tavern's side, although it is suspected to be related to the unjust ghost, but the real highlight tonight is still in this community, and it doesn't matter if you leave a Wen Qimo now, but if there are fewer people, the rest of the people will be a little difficult.

They have to keep an eye on everything here.

……

On the silent street, a figure in a black trench coat walked slowly, walked past several shops that had closed their lights, and stopped at the door of a tavern blocked by a yellow cordon.

A few rats scurried across the street and disappeared.

An Qingyu took off the hood on his head, he raised his head and looked at the sign of the tavern, the lenses reflecting the pale moonlight.

He ignored the cordon in front of him and stepped inside.

The attention of the night watchman tonight was elsewhere, and the people who had been used to keep an eye on this place had left, and he was the only one left in the empty street.

He walked through the door of the tavern and slowly walked past each table, carefully observing every nook and cranny of the place, a faint gray light in his eyes.

He's parsing.

He had seen the video, jot down all the details in it, and now he was comparing all the details with the tavern in front of him.

Every angle at which the table is tilted, every position where the cups are placed, who is sitting that night in every position......

Soon, he walked to the bar of the tavern, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The angle of the bar is tilted a little, and the position of the video recorder is originally placed, with a number plate standing and a photo next to it, indicating the angle of the camera.

An Qingyu walked past the bar and walked straight towards the backyard.

He walked over to the white wall, which was still stained with blood, hesitated for a moment, then picked up a stool from the tavern and moved it into the courtyard, stepping on it, leaning his back against the wall.

His figure coincided perfectly with the chalk drawing of the victim's figure.

Then, he pulled a sharp scalpel out of his pocket...... Cut off five fingers of one of his hands.

Bloody.

There was not the slightest hint of pain on his face, only absolute calmness and indifference, and he carefully looked at the dripping blood, and after a moment, shook his head.

Still doesn't work...... What's the problem?

In an instant, he activated super-speed regeneration, and the severed ten fingers instantly stopped bleeding and grew at an alarming rate.

He was about to step off the stool when he suddenly caught a glimpse of his fast-growing fingers, and the whole person suddenly shook!

In his mind, the video came to mind......

His eyes lit up instantly!

"I see...... I understand. "