Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

In the Deep Blue Federation, every citizen's information can be found in the police system.

Fang Laiming did a few operations in front of the computer and called up Chen Xiang's photo.

This is a man about forty years old.

His temples were white, his eyes were dull, and he had an unkempt beard. He looked like a salted fish without dreams.

Zhu Zheng said very firmly: Yes, it's him.

Yin Zhuang found it incredible, How did you know from a piece of talisman that it was the anonymous letter he sent?

Zhu Zheng naturally would not say that he cheated and saw the answer in the mists of time.

So he said seriously: You see, this is the benefit of reading more.

Yin Zhuang rolled his eyes.

When you slept on top of me, you used books as a hypnotic every day. Do you think I don't know?

Cough, I mean the bed.

But looking at Zhu Zheng's serious expression, he could not help but murmur.

Is reading really so useful?

Fang Laiming suddenly said: Although I don't know how you came to the conclusion, this evidence is too arbitrary and we cannot open a case for investigation.

Yin Zhuang was a little anxious, What should we do?

How about this

Fang Laiming thought for a while, took out the car key from the drawer, First visit and investigate in a private name, and then make a decision based on the situation.

Happy Garden.

This is an old community relatively close to the city center.

Although the house is very dilapidated, it still attracts many migrant workers because the rent is cheap.

It was getting dark now and it was the time for the workers to get off work. People of all kinds came and went in the community, making it very lively.

It was also because of time that they decided to pay a visit.

Arriving downstairs at Chen Xiang's residence, the three of them climbed up the dark and narrow corridor and soon reached the third floor.

According to citizen information records, Chen Xiang lives in room 301.

Fang Laiming walked over and knocked on the door.

Chen Xiang, I am a police officer. I need to ask you about something.

He knocked and shouted, but no one opened the door.

Zhu Zheng actively put forward his own suggestions.

I have two wires here, why not pick the lock and get in?

Fang Laiming's face darkened.

Nonsense, we are conducting an investigation. It is illegal to break into a house without permission. Also, why do you carry wire with you?

As everyone knows, I am a bookstore owner who runs a society, so it is not unreasonable to wear wire.

Zhu Zheng defended.

He also pretends to be a temporary worker in a secret agency, and appears to be much more casual when dealing with local departments.

Fang Laiming thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out what the bookstore owner was using the wire for.

Just at this time, the door of 303 opened.

An old man wearing a white vest and walking tremblingly walked out of the door.

I am Chen Xiang's landlord. Do you have anything to do with him?

Fang Laiming greeted him.

He showed his police officer ID to the old man, and then asked: Uncle, what is your name?

Just call me Laobao.

Lao Bao asked: Comrade police, did Chen Xiang commit something?

Fang Laiming hurriedly said: That's not it. I just wanted to find out some information from him. Is he at home now?

Lao Bao shook his head, looking a little impatient.

I haven't seen him come back today. You should leave quickly.

Fang Laiming wanted to say something else, but he heard a muffled sound coming from behind him.

Then there was the sound of the door being pulled.

He immediately turned around and found that Zhu Zheng had forced the door open!

The door lock was dented and deformed, obviously unusable.

Zhu Zheng looked innocent.

You may not believe it, but I just wanted to try it. Who knew the door lock was so weak?

Lao Bao turned pale with anger.

He pointed his finger at Zhu Zheng and almost yelled at him.

You unreasonable young man, you can't leave! You have to pay for it! Oh, the police led people to break down the door.

Zhu Zheng gave Fang Laiming a wink and pulled Yin Zhuang into the room.

Looking at the agitated old man, Fang Laiming had a headache.

The room was very dark.

The windows were blocked by thick black blackout cloth, and no light came through.

Zhu Zheng turned on the lights in the living room.

After seeing the layout of the living room clearly, he smiled.

Chen Xiang really has a big problem.

This is a north-facing room of more than 40 square meters. The room is neat and tidy and has all the furniture and appliances.

However, the strange thing is that there is a Buddhist niche placed against the south wall.

The wall behind the Buddhist niche is painted with black and red paint to create a strange pattern.

The pattern consists of countless misshapen and twisted gears of various sizes that come together to form a mouth that eats away at the red moon in the center.

The perfect combination of technology and weirdness gives people an inexplicable sense of horror.

Walking to the front of the shrine, Zhu Zheng lifted up the covering black curtain.

There is a wooden sculpture enshrined in the shrine.

The wooden sculpture looks like a human or an insect, with a ferocious face, four arms and tentacles, and sits on a red moon.

Zhu Zheng felt in a trance.

He regained his composure for a moment and recovered from his trance.

But there were other people in the room.

Ah! Don't come over!

Yin Zhuang suddenly let out a shrill scream.

A circle of purple was visible on his neck, his face was pale and full of fear, and he hit the wall like crazy.

If this happens, the concussion will be mild.

Zhu Zheng grabbed him quickly with his hands and eyes, and slapped him unceremoniously.

Yin Zhuang was knocked to the ground, and his cheeks suddenly became red and swollen.

But the severe pain also brought him back to his senses.

terrible

Yin Zhuang collapsed on the ground.

He was panting and talking about his experience.

It turned dark just now, you all disappeared, and something I don't know is approaching me.

I wanted to run, but I couldn't move. My body felt like it was petrified.

The thing came up behind me, it whispered in my ear, and it strangled my neck with its cold hands.

It wants to strangle me.

Fang Laiming also heard the movement in the room. He took the opportunity to get rid of Lao Bao's entanglement and hurried in.

Seeing the scene in front of him, his face darkened and he immediately took out his mobile phone.

Chen Xiang has serious suspicions. We need to find him as soon as possible.

While waiting for the police to arrive, the three men had completed searching the room.

In the chest of drawers they found a rust-red box.

The box contains eight wooden cards and a thin booklet.

The wooden sign was exactly the same as what was in the anonymous letter. Obviously the person who sent the anonymous letter was Chen Xiang.

But what interests Zhu Zheng the most is the content recorded in the thin book.

The book records a god named Noendas.

He has the power to twist and change destiny.

In addition to the hymn to Noendas, it also records a ritual called reincarnation.

The caster needs to worship the wooden tablet devoutly in front of the Buddhist niche for a month, and must not break three sticks of incense in the morning and evening. This is the spirit possession.

Then he can give the wooden sign to anyone.

No matter how the other party accepts the wooden cards, it means that a deal has been reached and they agree to give their destiny to the caster.

Zhu Zheng was holding the thin booklet and suddenly had an idea.

Although I'm sorry, I decided to cheat.

So he used the Eye of Time on the thin booklet.

But this time, he suddenly felt palpitations in his heart and subconsciously turned his head to look.

In a corner of the room, there seemed to be a shallow layer of fog, and a bloodthirsty gaze stared at him in the fog.

The eyes seemed to come from an extremely distant time.

But when he looked carefully, the fog disappeared again.

It's really baffling.

Zhu Zheng muttered and continued to use the Eye of Time.

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