"Yuanshi Tianzun is here for a visit!"
Then he snapped his fingers and disappeared into the hall.
The Master of the Killing Palace stepped on the red silk, swept towards the night sky like surfing, and left quickly.
At 3:30 in the morning, the deacon of the Liandu branch, "Water of the Great River", rushed to the scene with two official teams.
He was called by the director of the Public Security Department, saying that there was a "special case" that he needed to deal with.
This is the official term.
All cases involving the incident of the Spiritual Realm Walker are collectively referred to as "special cases" and are handed over to the Five Elements League for handling.
"Dahezhishui" learned that a violent conflict occurred in the Yunwuhua villa community. The incident did not affect ordinary people, but it had a huge impact-the residents of several nearby communities were restless, and some shouted at home. Some teamed up to dance square dances, some vented wildly with their partners on the balcony, some fought in the community, and even the dogs in the community thought they were wolves.
Several public security bureaus in Liandu City dispatched a lot of police force to suppress the restless residents.
Originally, this kind of extraordinary event that had stopped conflicts, at most, sent a few teams to deal with it, after all, there was no need to fight.
But a word from the Director of Public Security made the deacon "Water of the Great River" jump up from the bed.
A line of words was left at the scene of the conflict: Yuanshi Tianzun came here for a visit!
Dahe Zhishui was wearing a thin black long windbreaker, and was led by the security guards into the courtyard of the villa.
Along the way, he saw several dead bodies lying in the yard, and several security officers were taking pictures to collect evidence.
Dahe Zhishui just glanced at it without stopping, and went straight into the villa.
The hall was in a mess, the floor tiles were cracked, the tables and chairs were overturned and damaged, and five female corpses and one male corpse were lying on the ground, all naked, and the sticky blood had dried up and turned black.
Dahe Zhishui glanced quickly, and sure enough, he saw that line of writing.
"Yuanshi Tianzun, why did he come to Liandu?" The plague god with a slightly gloomy temperament frowned and murmured in a low voice.
Then he said to the scout subordinate who was investigating the scene and examining the corpse:
"What did you find?"
The scout with a serious temperament like a soldier said:
"These dead people should have been having intense sexual intercourse before they were alive. Among lawful occupations, only Wooden Demons can be so slutty, but their physical strength is average, and Wooden Demons are powerful people who are good at climbing, so they shouldn't be so weak. In addition, the shocking abuse scars on the bodies of the two female victims also do not conform to the temperament of the wood demon, after all, the wood demon is only keen on reproduction, not abuse."
Water of the Great River nodded: "So, it should be an evil profession?"
"There is a high probability that it is an illusionist from the Southern School." The scout said his judgment.
"The one who can make Yuanshi Tianzun take the initiative to attack will not be an idle character." Dahe Zhishui pondered for a few seconds, and said to the accompanying bachelors: "Liu Hongzhi, clear away the security guards, turn off the monitoring system, and everyone else stands by and prepares their uniforms." I."
The faces of illusionists are ever-changing. If you want to know their identities, you have to ask them yourself.
The Liandu branch is just a small branch, and there is no night tour god stationed there, but because of the good economic development, the Hangzhou branch has props to assign the night tour god job.
The official walkers got busy in an orderly manner.
Devouring a spirit body is a very risky act, and if you are not careful, you will be insane. Dahe Zhishui personally put on the props that restrict freedom, and then grabbed a foul-smelling, black blood-stained shroud, gently Covered over a dead woman.
For a long while, no spirit body emerged. JrNovels.com