Starting with the Inheritance of the Celestial Master, The Supernatural Forces Invited Me Out of the

The next day, early in the morning.

Red and blue lights flickered downstairs in several communities.

The dazzling police lights attracted many residents to come to watch what happened.

However, when they were stopped outside the cordon, they could only see a tray covered with white cloth being taken out.

tray?

Why not a stretcher?

Some sharp-thinking people have only thought of the reason, and a burst of horror rushes to their hearts.

"Xiao Xu, counting this one, how many of the same incidents happened last night?"

Standing in front of the police car, after seeing the horrible scene just now, even Zhao Duofeng, the director of the Zhongling City Bureau, still had a bit of shock on his wrinkled face.

He is fifty years old this year.

It has been twenty-eight years since he started his career.

But this was the first time he saw such a horrible and bloody case.

Moreover, this kind of almost identical case happened many times at the same time just one night last night!

"Zhao Bureau, counting this one, it is the fourth report received in total."

Standing next to Zhao Duofeng, a policewoman who turned her long hair into a bun and looked extremely neat replied.

"The fourth one."

Zhao Duofeng's eyes narrowed deeply: "In the four cases, a total of 13 people died. In each case, the same thing is that the murderers were the deceased's wife and daughter-in-law, and after the assault was over, they all committed suicide and ended their own lives. s life……"

"How could it be so coincidental?"

He shook his head vigorously: "It can't be such a coincidence!"

"There must be other similarities in this case, Xiao Xu, now you let the criminal investigators investigate and investigate what other similarities in these four cases have in common. Then, call the Superintendent Investigation Bureau and ask them to send someone there quickly. support!"

"Yes, Bureau Zhao."

Xu Sitong quickly remembered what Zhao Duofeng had said in the notebook in his hand, and then stood up and saluted, turning around and leaving without any muddling.

Looking up at the building where the case occurred, Zhao Duofeng's eyes narrowed into a gap.

...

Zhang Qingxuan didn't go to bed early. He wanted to sleep late, but he was woken up by the harsh police sirens in the morning.

He opened the curtains and saw so many police cars outside. Knowing that something must have happened, he cleaned up, left the hotel, and walked into the crowd of onlookers.

And one approached the past.

Zhang Qingxuan's two sword eyebrows frowned lightly.

He noticed the yin air remaining in the air.

Although it was very light, it was so light that it was almost dissipating, but it still couldn't hide his spiritual sense.

A policewoman was calling not far away, and Zhang Qingxuan squeezed forward from the crowd.

"That's how things are... Director Han, when will you be able to arrive at the earliest for those who are supernatural?"

"What? Three days?"

Xu Sitong called Han Qingde.

However.

Han Qingde said that there is no staff in the Supernatural Bureau so far, and it will take three days at the fastest to mobilize the staff to come here.

This made Xu Sitong suddenly anxious.

"Director Han, can't it be faster?"

"This is a matter of life and death. I'm afraid I don't know how many people might die in three days!"

And she was talking eagerly, and suddenly felt someone patted her shoulder behind her back.

"This police officer, take the liberty to ask, what happened?"

"Sorry, I'm calling!"

Xu Sitong covered the microphone and said without turning back.

Just listening at this time, Han Qingde sighed in the receiver: "Comrade, it's not that I don't want to send people, but there is really no manpower."

"There is life in your place, and in other places, life is also an issue!"

Xu Sitong heard the words, a layer of sweat appeared on the tip of the snow-white nose, and asked: "Then if the case is really caused by evil spirits, what should we do in these three days?"

Han Qingde hasn't waited for another answer.

She felt someone touch her shoulder again.

"Sorry, I'm calling..."

She turned her head back, intending to let the person who came to ask her gossip go away in a tactful way.

However, after turning her head, her voice stopped abruptly, and her anxious expression became surprising and incredible.

She exclaimed: "Master Zhang?!"

In the receiver of the phone, Han Qingde, who was still thinking about what to do, heard Xu Sitong's call, and his mung bean eyes suddenly widened as never before.

He pointed to the telephone receiver and shouted, "What? Master Zhang Tian?"

"Director Han, there is no need to send someone here, I have met Master Zhang Tian."

After Xu Sitong finished speaking, Han Qingde hurriedly said: "Wait, first help me ask for contact information with Zhang Tianshi...dududu..."

"The call you dialed is temporarily unavailable..."

But even if he said it fast enough, it was still not as fast as Xu Sitong hung up the phone, and then he called again, and there was already no one answered.

"Grass!"

Han Qingde almost smoked out of breath.

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