The next day, early morning.
The red and blue lights of several residential areas were flashing.
The dazzling lights attracted many residents to come and see what was going on.
However, they were stopped outside the cordon and could only see trays covered in white cloth being carried out one by one.
A tray?
Why not a stretcher?
Some people with sharp minds had already thought of the reason, and a chill rose in their hearts.
"Xiao Xu, including this incident, how many similar incidents happened last night?”
Standing in front of the police car, after witnessing the terrifying scene, even Zhao Duofeng, the bureau chief of Zhongling City, was still in shock.
He was fifty years old this year.
It had been twenty-eight years since he started working.
However, this was the first time he had seen such a terrifying and bloody case.
Moreover, this kind of almost identical case happened at the same time last night!
"Chief Zhao, including this one, this is the fourth report we've received.”
A policewoman standing beside Zhao Duofeng, who had her hair tied up in a bun, replied.
"This is the fourth."
Zhao Duofeng narrowed his eyes." Four cases. A total of thirteen people died. The murderer was the wife or daughter-in-law of the victim. After the murder, they all committed suicide…"
"How could it be such a coincidence?"
He shook his head vigorously.”
"There must be other similarities between these cases. Xiao Xu, get the Criminal Investigation Department to investigate and find out if there are any other similarities between these four cases. Then, call the Supernatural Investigation Bureau and ask them to send reinforcements as soon as possible!”
"Yes, Chief Zhao."
Xu Sitong quickly jotted down everything Zhao Duofeng had said on the notebook in her hands, before saluting him and turning to leave.
Zhao Duofeng looked up at the building where the crime had occurred and narrowed his eyes.
……
Zhang Qingxuan didn't go to bed early. He wanted to sleep in, but he didn't expect to be woken up by the ear-piercing sirens early in the morning.
He pulled open the curtains and saw so many police cars outside. He knew that something must have happened. He washed up and tidied up before leaving the hotel and walking into the crowd.
As soon as he got close.
Zhang Qingxuan frowned slightly.
He sensed the lingering Yin Qi in the air.
Although it was very faint, so faint that it was about to dissipate, it still could not hide from his spiritual sense.
Not far away, a policewoman was on the phone. Zhang Qingxuan squeezed through the crowd.
"That's what happened…Director Han, when will the people from the Supernatural Department arrive?”
"What is it? Three days?"
Xu Sitong dialed Han Qingde's number.
However…
Han Qingde, however, said that the Supernatural Department was still short of manpower. It would take at least three days for them to get here.
This made Xu Sitong anxious.
"Director Han, can't you go faster?”
"This is a matter of life and death. I don't know how many people might die in three days!”
As she was speaking anxiously, she suddenly felt someone pat her shoulder from behind.
"Officer, may I ask what happened?”
"Sorry, I'm on the phone!"
Xu Sitong covered the microphone and said without turning her head.
At this moment, Han Qingde sighed and said,""Comrade, it's not that I don't want to send someone, but I really don't have the manpower.”
"Human lives are at stake in your place, and so are human lives in other places!”
Upon hearing that, Xu Sitong's snow-white nose broke out in a layer of sweat as she asked,"If the case is really caused by an evil ghost, what should we do in the next three days?”
Before Han Qingde could reply.
She felt someone touch her shoulder again.
Sorry, I'm on the phone…"
She turned around, intending to tactfully tell this person who came to ask her for gossip to get lost.
However, after she turned her head, her voice suddenly stopped, and her anxious expression turned into surprise and disbelief.
"Master Zhang?" she exclaimed.!”
On the other end of the phone, Han Qingde, who was still thinking about what to do, heard Xu Sitong's words, and his beady eyes widened in an unprecedented manner.
"What?" he shouted into the receiver. Master Zhang?"
"Director Han, there's no need to send someone over. I met Master Zhang.”
After Xu Sitong finished speaking, Han Qingde hurriedly added," Wait, help me get a contact number from Master Zhang first... Dudu..."
"The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable…"
However, even though he had spoken quickly enough, he was still not as fast as Xu Sitong when she hung up the call. When he called her again, no one picked up.
"F * ck!"
Han Qingde was almost fuming.
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