Thirty-ninth range works

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lack pillar of light as the center, above the sky opposite to the earth, the dark and strange city shadow is sketched out, hanging upside down on the top of the cloud like a mirror, solidifying at a s...the night is getting thicker.

the dim sun on the horizon is gradually dimming, lights are blooming from the city, and the faint aroma of food echoes in the air in the high-rise residential buildings.

Lin Qi, dressed in a dark red cloak, sat on the roof of a residential building with two black boxes beside him. The breeze brushed his sideburns. He looked at the lights 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. Instead of so many twists and turns, it would be better to take a little effort to bring them out.

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

Wu Xiangnan: "No abnormality is found at surveillance point 1. "

Hongying:" No abnormality is found at surveillance point 2. "

when Hongying finished, Lin Qiyi's fingers gently opened the headset and calmly opened his mouth:" there is no abnormality at surveillance point 3. "

was followed by the report of Wen Qimo, Si Xiaonan and Leng Xuan.

Lin Qi Night looked down at the Rolex in his hand. It was 08:45 in the evening. It had been nearly two hours since they crouched around here in advance. Nothing had happened in these two hours except the residents of the community who came in and out.

there are about seven hours left before the ceremony begins.

that mysterious one. In what way will this last sacrifice be completed

as time goes by, the night is getting deeper and deeper, and the surrounding lights are dimming one by one. Except for a little glimmer of street lights on the road in the community, the neighborhood has fallen into darkness.

Lin Qi Night looked down at the time again.

12:58 in the evening.

it has been four hours and there is still no exception.

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

suddenly, Wen Qimo's cell phone vibrated slightly. He saw the number on the phone, hesitated for a moment, and got through.

"Blackie, what happened "

". "

" what "Wen Qimo's voice paused, then continued," I see. "

".

Wenqimo hung up the phone and turned on the headset.

"Captain, there's something wrong. "

Chen Muye's voice immediately sounded from the headset," what's the matter "

" remember the pub where the fourth victim worked Just now Blackie called me and said that the owner of the pub had hurriedly booked the latest flight to Cangnan and went to the airport. "

" is he leaving Cangnan "

" Yes, and he looked very flustered. Xiao Hei called him as a policeman, and the boss was a little incoherent, but it probably means that he has been in a bad state of mind in recent days since Sun Xiao's death, and he can always see ghosts appearing near him as if he were possessed.

he felt that someone had died in his shop and had something unclean, so he was determined to stay away from this place, go out and hide for a while, and then come back and sell the store.

according to the rules of the night watchman, all cases related to "mystery" involve that the main characters cannot leave the scope of the city until they are thoroughly solved. The tavern owner is also regarded as a person who has a close relationship with the deceased, so he is also classified as one of the main characters.

therefore, it is against the rules of the night watchman that he wants to fly away from Cangnan overnight.

Chen Muye frowned and said quietly, "is there a ghost near him" "

" that's what he said. "

indeed, according to the information they have on hand, this ceremony can only be used for the" mysterious "promotion of unjust ghosts, that is, the mysterious one that did all this is probably an unjust ghost, too.

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after the unjust ghost killed Sun Xiao, he did not leave, but possessed himself to the boss to cover it up

but they have interrogated the boss directly before and found nothing wrong with him.

"he can't leave Cangnan. Chen Muye hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let them stop him." No, Qimo, you go there in person. if there is a 'mysterious' smell near him, report to us immediately. "

" good! "

Wen Qimo immediately left the location he was watching and left in the direction of the airport.

the scope of surveillance, which originally belonged to Wen Qimo, was also temporarily included in the scope of Lin Qiyue, but fortunately, it was not difficult for him.

although the problem with the tavern owner seems to have something to do with grievances, the real highlight tonight is still in this neighborhood. It's okay to leave a warm prayer now, but if there are fewer, the rest of you will have some difficulty.

they must cheer up and keep an eye on everything here.

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in the silent street, a figure in a black trench coat walked slowly past several closed stores and stopped at the door of a pub blocked by a yellow cordon.

several mice crawled across the street and disappeared.

Anqing Fish took off his hood and looked up at the pub sign. The lenses reflected the pale moonlight.

he ignored the cordon and stepped into it.

the attention of the night watchman is somewhere else tonight. The men who had been used to monitor here have left, and he is the only one left in this empty street.

he walked through the door of the pub and walked slowly at every wine table, carefully observing every corner of the place, with a faint gray light in his eyes.

he's parsing.

he saw the video and wrote down all the details in the video, and now he is comparing all the details with the empty pub in front of him.

the tilt angle of each table, the position of each cup, the position of each position, who was sitting that night...

soon he walked to the bar of the pub, his eyes narrowing slightly.

the bar tilted a little bit, with the location of the video recorder, a number board and a photo next to it, indicating the angle of the camera.

Anqing Fish walked across the bar and headed straight for the backyard.

he went to the white wall still stained with blood. After a moment of hesitation, he picked up a stool from the pub and moved into the courtyard. He stepped on the stool, leaning his back against the wall and pressing it against the wall.

his figure coincides perfectly with the victim's figure drawn in chalk.

then he took a sharp scalpel out of his pocket. Cut off five fingers of one of his hands.

dripping with blood.

there was no pain on his face, only absolute calmness and indifference. He watched the dripping blood carefully, and after a moment, shook his head.

still won't work. What on earth is the problem

in a moment, he started speeding to regenerate, and his severed fingers stopped bleeding and grew at an astonishing speed.

he was about to get off the stool when the afterlight suddenly caught a glimpse of his fast-growing finger.

the video came to his mind.

his eyes lit up instantly!

"so it is." I see. " or words left over from the Uluk era, but he never expected that the "three gods" in their words were the three guys in heaven.and what they call "my king" is undoubtedly Gilgamesh.which three gods a...