The Hero Kneels

Seeing this, Hongxue thought for a while and said, "I remember that as long as this package is not opened, the doll will not wake up for a while. It seems that the puppeteer has locked in the husband, and according to his habits, he will send dolls every day in the future."

every day?

Why do I sound a little excited?

Ye Dou carefully tore open the package and saw a puppet lying inside.

This puppet is not the little girl puppet before, but has become a little boy puppet. This puppet is wearing a suit and leather shoes and has a slicked back hair.

It's obvious that this thing is also designed to kill mobile phones.

Well, for this kind of enemy behavior.

He wanted to say "thank you" to the puppeteer!

Ye Dou raised his hand to completely destroy the puppet.

His hand stopped mid-air mid-waving.

"Would you like to play, Pi Yipi, and check it out?" Thinking of this, Ye Dou got up and walked to the other side of the street, placed the puppet in front of the door of the shampoo room that had not yet opened, and then knocked directly on the door.

At this moment, it was already around 6 o'clock in the morning, and the sky was getting brighter.

After knocking on the door, he quickly returned to his place of residence, then went up to the second floor, lifted a corner of the curtains on the second floor and took a peek.

Ten seconds later, Ms. Shi Zhenxiang, the goddess of the shampoo room with messy hair, opened the door. She took the box with the puppet inside the door with a confused look on her face and looked around.

"Sir, if this doll is activated, ordinary people will simply not be able to bear it and will be scared to death." Hongxue reminded.

Ye Dou smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, just wait and watch the show."

Sure enough, it didn't take a while.

Shi Zhenxiang ran out of the pedicure shop and saw that the little boy's puppet had been cut into two parts, and even the head had been screwed off.

"Who the hell is hurting me? Am I so easy to mess with? If you have the guts, come out to me, or I won't suck you dry." Shi Zhenxiang roared towards Ye Dou's small building.

Then he threw the puppet's head on the ground, and like a furious tigress, he crushed the puppet's head completely, and then closed the door with a clang.

A white soul the size of an egg flew over and was swallowed by the soul ring.

Ye Dou couldn't help but nodded: "As I guessed, this Shi Zhenxiang is not an ordinary person."

He turned to ask: "Hongxue, do you know the puppet master's lair or the control method?"

Hongxue shook her head: "The Nujia have never seen the true face of the puppet master, and they don't know his lair. They only know that he can use the puppet to kill people from a distance."

Just as he was talking, there was another slightly strange knock on Ye Dou's door.

"Here comes another one!" Ye Dou immediately opened the window and took a closer look.

I saw another express carton appearing below.

There were three express delivery boxes in a row, but I didn't notice it. The delivery person must be a ghost.

The blame for this is that the range of his spiritual consciousness is too narrow, only a mere five meters. If the divine consciousness covers a wider range, then he can probably find the ghost delivering the courier and capture him directly.

"Let's continue the experiment." Ye Dou came to the other party's beef ramen shop, placed the express carton at the door, knocked on the door in the same way, and then slipped back to his residence on the second floor.

As a result, Boss Song opened the door with a worried look on his face, then opened the carton, and brought a doll-like puppet back to his residence in a daze.

About half an hour later, the door on the opposite side was suddenly split open by a sword energy.

The puppet also flew out upside down, but behind the scenes, one was split in half from head to toe.

A white soul the size of an egg flew out and was watched by the window.

Boss Song was holding a large bone-cutting knife, veins popped out on his handsome forehead, and his eyes showed a cold light: "Who is causing trouble? Put this evil thing to harm me, let me know, see if I don't kill him with one knife." No!"

Bang!

Boss Song closed the old wooden door and looked angry.

"These two people are really no ordinary people."

Ye Dou nodded slightly, confirming his guess.

Boss Song and Shi Zhenxiang are probably both monitors.

But Shi Zhenxiang reacted very quickly to the puppets and seemed to be stronger than Boss Song.

It seems that next time I go to the shampoo room, I want a special service and test him out.

As for whether Boss Song belongs to the player force, it's not clear, but the sword strike just now did have the shadow of Commander Song, and the other party's surname is Song. As for whether he is related to Commander Song, it's hard to say.

Ye Dou sat still, waiting for the express delivery to continue delivering the dolls.

In such a short period of time, he had already obtained six white souls.

The efficiency is still very good.

You don’t even need to take action yourself, so let’s try to do more and more, create a future, become well-off, and become a tycoon.

Then he would turn his own Thunder God Skill into reality.

However,

I didn't even wait for it.

Ye Dou sat under the window sill and waited for an hour, but no more puppets were delivered. Even if he waited for left and right, he never came, and he felt that they would never come again.

Hongxue, who had been lurking outside the door, suddenly came over and said, "My husband, I heard that the puppet master's dolls take a lot of time to make because it takes many people's tongues to make a puppet. He lost three people in a row. Oops, are you collecting tongues?"

Ye Dou frowned.

Tongue collection?

Doesn't that mean that the puppet master is killing people?

"Ghosts who do evil must not be left alone. Whether it is out of the conscience of heaven and earth or out of the need to refresh the soul, I cannot just sit and wait."

As he spoke, Ye Dou took out his cell phone and dialed Song Qian's number, asking where the supernatural disaster of tongue pulling occurred. The other party responded after a while.

Sure enough, there was indeed a tongue pulling incident in one place, just this morning. A group of homeless people had their tongues pulled out and died last night, and the crime had just been reported there.

After asking for the location, Ye Dou went out.

A moment later, he arrived at the place where the accident occurred, Pingshi Street!

Pingshi Street can be regarded as an old neighborhood in Youcheng.

This old neighborhood is still being renovated and rebuilt, and some places are still in ruins. Last night, five or six homeless people were killed in a ruins here, and all had their tongues pulled out.

"Are you the special commissioner in charge of handling this case?" A young-looking woman with almond eyes greeted Ye Dou at the murder scene.

"Yes, my name is Ye Dou. I am currently responsible for handling some special supernatural cases. Please take care of me." Ye Dou smiled.

"My name is Huang Ying, and I am the leader of the Seventh Paranormal Investigation Team. This is the first time something like this has happened."

Huang Ying frowned slightly and complained: "Really, how could the organization arrange for a young relative like you to deal with such a supernatural disaster?"

"Hahaha, I am indeed young, but I have some research on ghosts. I asked Team Leader Huang to take me to the murder scene." Ye Dou smiled and said nothing.

The organization protects him very well, and his true information has been hidden, so generally people at the bottom of the organization will not know his true identity.

The two of them crossed the heavily blocked cordon and saw the staff member of the paranormal investigation team wearing gray uniforms taking photos.

There were a row of corpses lying on the ground. Each of these corpses had their mouths open, and their mouths were full of blood. There was no tongue in the mouth, and the tongue was missing. They looked miserable and bloody.

"This case is classified as a wolf-level elite supernatural disaster. It is very difficult to deal with. Can you see anything?" Huang Ying asked tentatively.

Ye Dou shook his head slightly: "Team Leader Huang, you said one thing wrong. This supernatural disaster is not a wolf level, but a demon level, and it is a demon level elite level supernatural disaster."

"What? Demon level?"

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"Where did you come from?"

"We are professionals, don't talk nonsense!"

Several people from the paranormal investigation department nearby raised questions.

To call a wolf-level supernatural disaster a demon-level supernatural disaster?

Demon-level supernatural disasters would threaten the entire city.

How funny!

How many people die will it become a supernatural supernatural disaster?

Wouldn't that Youcheng become a devil's cave?

It's just nonsense.

Brother, who are you?