Zhang Yuanqing turned into a gust of dark wind, and escaped into the small five-story building on the left. The first floor of this building is the security room, and each monitoring screen fills this large room.

Iron doors are installed on every floor, and you need to scan the door to get in and out. The women living inside are like birds trapped in a cage, without hope or freedom.

The second floor is the office area, with desks and desks. At the moment, there is no one there, and the lights are dark.

From the third floor to the fifth floor is the female dormitory, which is the place where the organization sells silver.

Every bedroom here is very large, similar to a large suite in a hotel, with a pink decoration style, a large round soft bed, a bronze bathtub next to the bed, and various adult products in the glass cabinet.

Zhang Yuanqing planned to get information from the woman who knew Tongque Tower first, which was far more detailed than the information obtained by Murder Wenling.

His spiritual body floated through one room after another, saw one woman after another whose body was sunk into a soft bed, and saw one after another a guest addicted to lust and galloping wildly.

The melodious sound is disgusting.

How many of them are forced? Because of various reasons, he was tricked in, became a tool for the guests to vent their desires, and was forced to meet different men one after another.

Kou Beiyue's sister was also here back then, and what happened to them was what happened to them. She tried her best to escape, but was brutally killed.

Finally, Zhang Yuanqing stopped in a suite. There was a round table by the bay window, and a man with a big belly was sitting beside the table, with a cigarette between his fingertips.

In the bathroom next to the door, there was the sound of water splashing, and a woman was taking a shower.

That's him. Zhang Yuanqing sighed softly, and the spirit body "bumped" into the man's body, completing the possession.

After searching for a long time, he finally found a pair of men and women who were not working. He really couldn't convince himself to possess those men who were venting their desires.

Zhang Yuanqing put away the fallen bloodthirsty blade, put out the cigarette in the ashtray, picked up the mobile phone on the table, unlocked it with face recognition, and probably figured out the man's identity through the chat software.

This middle-aged man is an executive of a government-owned enterprise, a frequent visitor of Tongque Tower, and a friend of Lord Wu, but the chats between the two are very few, and they are all polite words without obvious evidence.

At this time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and a woman wrapped in a towel pushed open the glass door and came out.

She is about 25 years old, with short hair, a slim figure, and extremely delicate features.

"Honey, I'm done washing, you go and wash." A smile appeared on her delicate face.

Zhang Yuanqing sat still on the chair, glanced at her, and said, "Come and sit."

The woman didn't think about it so much, she sat down opposite, picked up the cigarette case on the table, and lit one for herself.

At this time, she saw the guest sitting opposite pull out a cold willow blade from the bottom of the table and stab it aggressively.

"cough cough cough"

The woman was caught off guard and was taken aback. She choked on a puff of cigarettes in her throat, coughed up tears, and blushed.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes were cold: "I ask, you answer, if you dare to lie to me, talk nonsense, or call for help, I will kill you!"

This is a helpless move. With his body, it is impossible for a woman to tell the history and evidence of Master Wu's crime.

Ye Youshen also has no manipulation skills such as bewitching.

The simplest and most efficient way is violence.

The woman glanced at Liu Ren cautiously, and although she didn't understand the situation, she nodded cooperatively.

Zhang Yuanqing asked: "What's your name, how many years have you been here?" JrNovels.com