Lord of the Secret Art!

"Unfortunately, I encountered a corpse truck!"

Flynn, who was thinking about how to make the most of his two days of rest, looked a little unhappy.

It's such bad luck that I encountered a corpse truck.

He seriously suspected that there was still some remnants of the bad luck on the bad luck drawing board, otherwise how could he meet the corpse truck so unluckily.

Pulling the curtains of the car window, he looked at the passing corpse trucks.

"No, this is not a corpse truck!"

The carriage passing him was a black carriage, and the windows were covered with black cloth, so the situation inside the carriage could not be seen.

However, this is not a corpse truck.

Considering the possibility of unnatural death, Conston City does not allow private individuals to transport corpses without authorization, but uniformly assigns a corpse transportation company run by the Conston City Government to transport them.

Before transportation, the Ministry of Security will also send guards who are proficient in autopsy to inspect the corpse to verify whether it is a natural death.

In order to remind pedestrians and carriages to avoid during the transportation process, the carriages of the corpse transportation company are uniform in black and white, with a clear company logo, which can be distinguished from a distance.

And the carriage in front of him is definitely not the carriage of the smuggling company.

In other words, the carriage in front of him was transporting the corpse privately.

"This direction is not the way out of the city, this car is weird!"

With this thought in his mind, Flynn came to the front of the car and said to the driver, Ken Darby.

"Darby, turn around and follow the carriage that passed by us just now, and be careful not to be spotted."

He would transport the corpse privately, and it was not transported out of the city. There must be some weirdness in it. As a member of the Security Bureau, he was keenly aware of the unusualness in it.

"Okay, sir."

Ken Darby used to be a soldier whose vocation was to obey orders, and he knew the particularity of Flynn's identity.

So when he heard that Flynn asked to follow him, he didn't ask why, and immediately followed the order and turned around.

The carriage quickly turned around and followed the carriage in front.

Because he is a retired soldier, he is very experienced in tracking.

He drove the carriage, keeping a distance.

Neither too far to avoid losing the target, nor too close to avoid being discovered by the target.

After more than ten minutes, the carriage stopped. Flynn looked at the carriage that was still moving ahead, and asked suspiciously.

"What's wrong, why did you stop?"

"Sir, the road ahead has become remote, and there are fewer carriages on the road. If you continue to follow, you may be discovered."

"The road is narrow, and the speed of the other party is not fast. I suggest you follow it on foot."

Ken Darby said.

"It makes sense, but luckily you reminded me."

Flynn quickly jumped off the carriage and followed the carriage in front on foot.

Although there were fewer carriages on the street, there were still a lot of pedestrians. Flynn walking on the street didn't look obtrusive.

He kept a distance from the carriage and followed far behind the carriage.

However, a few minutes later, the carriage drove into a street surrounded by abandoned houses, and there were no pedestrians on the street, even if Flynn wanted to follow it, it became awkward.

Fortunately, at this time, the carriage stopped and drove into a house with walls.

After confirming that no one was around, Flynn approached the house, came to the closed iron door, and looked inside through the crack of the door.

After twice strengthening with the mysterious gun of the secret technique, Felin's physical fitness is comparable to that of an elite soldier in the army.

Vision has also been strengthened to a certain extent, although it is not comparable to the eyes of an eagle, it is also stronger than ordinary people.

Through the crack of the door, he saw a deserted yard overgrown with weeds.

On a gravel road, two men were carrying a long cloth bag.

The cloth bag has a raised shape because it contains something.

Now that the autopsy has reached the master level, Feilin can recognize at a glance that the cloth bag contains a human corpse.

He looked at the two people who were carrying the corpse.

One of them was wearing black clothes, about thirty or forty years old, with dark skin.

The other person was wearing gray clothes and was of medium build. Because his back was facing Feilin, Feilin couldn't see his face.

At this moment, the man in gray turned around and faced the door.

"It's him!"

Seeing this man's face, Flynn was taken aback.

This person has an ordinary face, and there is a black blindfold on the left eye. He is the person who once made the panel react at the banquet.

According to his inquiries, the name of this person was Ariel Soto, and he was a sheriff-level police officer.

He didn't expect that the other party, who was the police chief, would actually transport the corpse privately. No matter how he thought about it, it shouldn't be, and he felt more and more unusual.

Thinking that the other party could actually make the panel respond, the unusual feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Why did the other party smuggle the corpse? The other party can't really be a monster in disguise?"

Flynn thought to himself.

After the other party let the panel stick out to respond, he once guessed the reason.

One of them guessed that the other party was a monster in disguise. At that time, he immediately ruled out this guess, thinking that the other party, who is an officer of the security department, was extremely unlikely to be a monster in disguise.

But now seeing the other party quietly smuggling corpses, this possibility has become even bigger, because as far as he knows, many monsters have a preference for human corpses.

"Not good, the other party has finished moving the body and is about to come out!"

At this moment, Flynn noticed that a dark-skinned man was sitting in the driver's seat, as if he was about to drive.

And Ariel Soto was already walking towards the iron gate.

He hurriedly left the door lightly, looked around, and hid in an abandoned house not far away that didn't even have a door.

crunch——

He had just hid in the abandoned house when the iron door was pushed open and Ariel Soto walked out.

Behind him was a dark-skinned man driving a car.

Ariel Soto looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no one around, he locked the iron door and boarded the carriage.

The carriage returned to the way it came from, and disappeared in this deserted street not long after.

Flynn walked out of the abandoned house, did not continue to follow the carriage, but came to the iron gate just now again.

"Ariel Soto's secret should be inside!"

He looked towards the locked iron gate.

Ariel Soto would transport the corpse inside, indicating that there must be secrets inside, and if he entered it, he might be able to figure out the secrets of Ariel Soto.

As for the possibility of someone inside, there is no need to worry about this.

The lock was locked from the outside and could never be opened from the inside. Ariel Soto locked it, indicating that there should be no one in the house.

After retreating more than ten steps, Flynn suddenly ran quickly.

Snapped!

He ran to the wall and kicked his feet on the wall, and his body climbed higher.

He stretched out his hand high and grabbed the top of the two-meter-high wall.

Relying on his physical fitness comparable to that of an elite soldier in the army, he used his arms to climb up the wall and quietly jumped into the courtyard.

The courtyard, as seen from the crack of the door just now, has not undergone any care and is completely deserted.

Walking inside, he came to the door of the abandoned house.

The door is locked, and if a gun is used, Flynn is sure to destroy the door.

But in this way, the next time Ariel Soto comes, he will definitely know that someone has been there, so he will be vigilant.

He walked around the abandoned house, looking for other places he could enter.

After all, it was an abandoned house, so he believed there should be other places he could enter.

Soon he found a broken window where the glass had disappeared, but the window was nailed with wooden strips, and he couldn't get in from here.

However, compared to the locked door just now, this place has some operability.

Compared to a lock that cannot be repaired if it is damaged, this place can be repaired if it is damaged. You only need to re-order the wooden strips.

Find a wooden stick, insert the wooden stick into the gap, and pry the wooden bar.

The wooden slats were immediately lifted one by one, and a window hole appeared in front of his eyes.

Through the window hole, he climbed in and entered the house.

"Miscalculation, I'm afraid it will be difficult not to be discovered!"

He is now in a small room that looks like a bedroom, the ground is covered with dust, and he inevitably left footprints on the ground as soon as he entered.

Go out of the small room and into the corridor outside.

Because the windows in various parts of the house were blocked by wooden strips, the corridor was very dark. He took out a match, lit a match, and used the light of the match to illuminate it.

After it was almost extinguished, he immediately lit one. With the light of the match, he entered room after room, trying to find the secrets in this house.

But after searching all the houses, he saw nothing but some abandoned furniture.

Even the few corpses that were moved in were not seen.

"Looks like there's a basement!"

Flynn guessed in his mind.

It is very common for single-family houses like this to have a basement, such as the one he lives in now.

The temperature in the basement is low, so it can be used as a place to store food, red wine and other materials.

Looking in from the door, he searched more carefully, and found it in an unremarkable room.

Because the room was full of dust, the infiltrators would inevitably leave footprints, and Ariel Soto and Ariel Soto also inevitably left footprints, and their footprints extended to here.

Pushing away a bookshelf, a tunnel with stone steps descending appeared, besides, he saw an oil lamp.

Lighting the oil lamp, he carried the oil lamp and walked down the stairs.

As he went down, he actually smelled a strong smell of blood, and his brows could not help but frown slightly.

Thinking of the corpses brought in, he didn't think the bloody smell could be animal blood.

At the end of the stairs, a huge space appeared in front of you.

In the center of the space, a huge hexagram pattern painted with blood appeared in front of his eyes, and the strong smell of blood was emanating from this pattern.

"Drawn with human blood?"

He frowned at the huge hexagram pattern, and his intuition told him that it was probably drawn by human blood.

Seeing this huge hexagram pattern, he couldn't help but think of the enlightenment ceremony of the mysterious gun. Could this be a ceremony of a similar nature?

It's just that drawing with human blood is obviously not a serious ceremony. It is absolutely impossible for the Security Bureau to use this method as an enlightenment ceremony.

He thought to himself.

He didn't notice.

Behind his back, a pair of women's hands were stretching out from his back, pinching his neck.