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The chef with ruined facial features pushed open the big red wooden door. Several people outside heard the sound of chanting scriptures and smelled the tempting aroma of meat.

Gao Ming followed the chef, and he saw that the room was filled with portraits, each with a strange shape and their names written on them.

"Each painting represents a living person?"

A faint scent of flesh came from the portrait, and it was only then that Gao Ming realized that the portrait was not drawn on paper, but on skin.

Entering this strange room, Gao Ming seemed to be stared at by pairs of eyes, and Congratulations who followed behind him knelt on the ground without daring to raise his head.

The chef lost his perception of the outside world. He lifted up the black cloth in the middle of the room, revealing a huge altar table placed against the wall.

The table was maroon in color, with eight empty plates placed on it. Under the table was an investigator kneeling. He was wearing a uniform, his neck was covered with black writing, and he kept reciting scriptures that no one could understand.

"Why are there investigators here?" Zhu Miaomiao was still confused, but Gao Ming had already begun to retreat. There was no statue in the center of the altar table, and the items for worship in the ancestral hall seemed to have been stolen!

"Bang!"

The chef, who was in a daze at the serving table, fell to the ground. His heart was pierced by a sharp knife and his head rolled off.

The sound of chanting scriptures slowly disappeared, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from all around, and the investigator who was kneeling in front of the altar also stood up.

He has a handsome face, but half of his face is covered in black marks.

"Don't get me wrong, we are also members of the Investigation Bureau." Gao Ming took out his black ring: "Gao Ming, leader of a group of the Lishan Investigation Bureau of the Old City Branch."

After verifying Gao Ming's identity, the young investigator wiped off the blood on the knife and said coldly: "Director of the Queen's Investigation Bureau of the Eastern District Bureau—Qing Ge."

"Director?" The director of the Lishan Investigation Bureau is in his forties, and this Qingge looks to be in his early twenties. Gao Ming feels that the other person is not even older than himself.

"Do you know that because of your rash intrusion, you destroyed the trap we had laid out for a long time." Qingge's voice was not loud, but his anger was very strong, as if he would draw a knife at the next moment: "Who asked you to come? here?"

Gao Ming didn't give Zhu Miaomiao and Gong Xi any chance to speak, and said first: "No one asked us to come over. After getting separated from the team, our Lishan investigation team started investigating on our own. The smell of meat on the underground floor is very suspicious. .”

Gao Ming is well versed in the psychology of micro-expressions, and he doesn't look like he's lying at all.

The blade of the knife was pointed at an angle. After Qing Ge looked at Gao Ming, he then looked at the other people: "Have you eaten the meat in the building?"

"No." Gao Ming shook his head.

After receiving a positive answer, Qingge slowly put away the sharp knife and waved outside.

The investigator squatting outside the door took out the medicine from his backpack and simply bandaged Gao Ming's eyes.

"Can I ask more? Who are you setting the trap to catch?" Gao Ming wiped the blood from his face: "I don't mean anything else, I just feel sorry for you. I want to see if I can help you?"

"There are two most terrifying ghosts in this building. One lives on people's faith, and the other lives on human flesh and blood. We are here to kill the ghost who defrauds living people of their faith." Qing Ge looked towards Empty altar table: “It’s supposed to be here.”

With his mind spinning, Gao Ming could probably guess who the ghost Qingge was talking about.

The two most terrifying ghosts are the ghosts who live on faith, corresponding to the clay sculptures of flesh and blood immortals, who have the hearts of gods; the ones who feed on flesh and blood are the murderers from many years ago, who have the hearts of flesh and blood.

"Since you are separated from the team, please stay." The investigator who bandaged Gao Ming's wounds smiled: "My name is Tian Yuan, leader of the third team of the Dazhai Investigation Bureau."

Tian Yuan seemed honest and honest, and he was also very optimistic: "Originally, I didn't even have any hope of living. Fortunately, I met the brothers from the Eastern District Investigation Bureau. They are very familiar with this abnormal incident."

"Now is not the time for you to reminisce about the past." Qing Ge's expression was grim as he walked out of the ancestral hall: "We should have been exposed. There is no point in staying here any longer. Everyone, please join me and help the director hunt down the cannibals!"

It can be seen that Qing Ge has a very high prestige among investigators. The words "hunting ghosts" were something that no one would dare to think about before, but it has become a reality here at the Eastern District Investigation Bureau.

Investigators from other bureaus saw hope of survival and rallied around Qing Ge, but they all seemed to have overlooked one thing.

All other investigators from the Queen's Investigation Bureau have disappeared, and Qing Ge seems to be the only one left alive in the entire Investigation Bureau.

"Let's go there too." Zhu Miaomiao did not follow the crowd, she only listened to Gao Ming's words.

"Be careful, there is a problem with the living people of the Eastern District Investigation Bureau." Gao Ming asked Gong Xi to secretly leave with Zhao Xi on his back, while he and Zhu Miaomiao infiltrated into the ranks of the Investigation Bureau.

In fact, there was one thing that Gao Ming didn't tell Qing Ge. It was Uncle Wu who told him everything. Since Uncle Wu had known about the existence of the ancestral hall for a long time, it was possible that Uncle Wu had stolen the things on the altar table.

"It's definitely not easy for that guy to survive in a ghost house for so long."

Enduring the unimaginable pain, Gao Ming gritted his teeth and followed the team.

The smell of meat in the corridor dissipated a lot, replaced by the faint smell of blood.

Blood flowed on the shadows, and an extremely dangerous aura appeared in the corridor on the fifth floor.

A sharp bone-chopping knife slashed the neck of an investigator, and then the other person's body was pushed out of the guardrail and fell downstairs.

After the body collided with the ground and made a sound, the investigators walking in front recovered. They stopped and looked at the man in front of them in shock.

Tall and well-dressed, the man was born with the aura of a superior man. His eyes were firm and sharp, as if nothing in the world could shake him.

It was obviously the first time Gao Ming saw the other party, but strong hostility had already arisen in his flesh and blood. He didn't know what the other party had done, but a voice kept popping up in his mind - kill him! Situ An must be killed!

"Director, the statue of the Flesh Immortal was stolen. We are late." Qingge, who was cold and withdrawn in front of others, now lowered his head. He did not dare to look into the other person's eyes.

"I don't blame you. That statue is extremely difficult to deal with." The man stood on the corridor and looked at the investigators crowded at the corner of the fourth and fifth floors: "You all saw me kill an investigator. Members, are you afraid?"

Seeing that no one dared to speak, the man picked up a piece of meat from the ground and threw it in front of everyone.

"Some of you joined the Bureau because your family members were killed by ghosts, some of you joined the Bureau because you wanted to find missing relatives and friends, and some of you joined the Bureau because you were driven by your inner sense of justice; you are all the most tenacious, You are the bravest people, but after you actually joined the investigation bureau, you discovered an extremely cruel truth."

The man glanced at each of the investigators: "Humans have no means to fight against ghosts. You are just the most heroic cannon fodder."

The man at the top of the steps told the truth.

"But it's different now. I can give you a chance." The man pointed to the piece of meat on the steps: "You have a 50% chance of gaining the ability to kill ghosts, and a 50% chance of becoming a ghost killer." ghost."

As soon as these words came out, all the investigators were a little moved. Only those who have been in desperate situations know how precious the power to fight against ghosts is.

"Why should we believe you? You just killed an investigator in front of all of us!" Some people are questioning, and some are worried.

"I don't need to deceive you, and I don't need you to believe that when death comes, you will make a choice." The man withdrew his gaze: "You only need to remember one thing, the person who gave you this choice is I am Situ An, the director of Hanhai East District Investigation Bureau."