I quickly pressed pause and pulled back the progress bar.
At the position of 21 seconds, the row of mourning wreaths was illuminated from inside the mourning hall, and the corner of the door was photographed.
In the corner, stood a blurry figure. This person was wearing a colorful short skirt, tied with ribbons to wrap his legs, and a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet. I knew this whole body turned into gray, it was the outfit of Miao in a short skirt!
My hands were shaking with excitement. I really couldn't find anything after running through iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it.
So I quickly took a screenshot and asked Yu Xiaoyun when the picture was taken.
"Sister Yu, this person is wearing Miao costume and is probably a descendant of Hongdou." I said excitedly.
Yu Xiaoyun was even more excited than me: "Really? Let's go to the funeral home leader together tomorrow and ask him to adjust the monitoring."
Thinking that the man's true identity was about to be revealed, I stayed up all night, wanting to rush to the funeral home immediately and call up the surveillance from yesterday afternoon.
Just counting the stars like this, the sky finally got bright.
I couldn't hold back my excitement and rushed to the funeral home early in the morning. As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw many people gathered around the door of their office building. Several people in police uniforms came out carrying a body bag.
"What's wrong?" I saw the heavy yellow bag, and my heart suddenly skipped a beat.
An aunt on the side said: "Someone is dead... A young security guard died last night. I heard he was bitten by a snake. Why is there a snake in this funeral home?"
I heard a snake and then a security guard, thinking it was not such a coincidence!
It's such a coincidence.
Later, I heard from the staff of the funeral home that the security guard died in the control room. He was the only one at the time. After being bitten by a poisonous snake, he did not even have a chance to call for help. He was not discovered until the next day when he changed his shift.
After this tragic incident happened, the control room was completely sealed and no one could enter or leave until the investigation was clear.
Yu Xiaoyun and I wanted to adjust the surveillance matter, but we were stuck here. No matter how she communicated with the police, the police asked us to wait for the investigation results.
Investigate, investigate... When the investigation is clear, I don't know whether it's the Year of the Monkey or the Horse.
I have no choice but to rely on my mouth and ask them one by one.
The time when the Miaoyi woman appeared was at 15:27 yesterday afternoon. At that time, the funeral home had the largest flow of people.
I guessed that someone must have seen that woman, but the strange thing is that after I asked around, everyone said they had never seen her.
It was understandable that one or two people didn't pay attention. No one in the mourning hall or funeral parlor had seen the man in strange clothes, which was very strange.
The woman's clothes are particularly eye-catching. They are made of black velvet fabric with colorful embroidery on it and phosphorescent silver pieces. When walking in such a big city, she has a 100% chance of turning heads.
Even Yu Xiaoyun couldn't remember when she took a picture of a woman in Miao clothing. She was shocked when she saw the picture.
With her reporter's sensitivity, it was impossible not to notice it, unless... someone had used a cover-up trick!
The three words "blindness" suddenly appeared in my mind and lingered for a long time. I knew that this was the impression given to me by the immortals. They should be reminding me that the Miao woman had done something.
This kind of spell should be aimed at living people, and machines and lenses are immune to her.
Otherwise, why can't it be seen with the naked eye, but Yu Xiaoyun's mobile phone can take it?
After thinking about it, I guessed that the death of that poor security guard should be related to this woman!
I had a guess in my mind, so I called Wu Yingxue and asked her to ask her friends in the police station to help me ask if the surveillance at the funeral home was okay.
Monk Wu Yingxue was confused: "Wen Xin, why are you asking about the surveillance of the funeral home?"
I briefly mentioned Wang Dekun to her, and she said "oh" for a long time: "I got it, that old man's love story is so touching..."
"Yeah..." I thought of the little old man with a love brain, and sighed: "When you go back and watch the video for 21 seconds, a woman in a seedling skirt flashes past the door, and only her lower body is photographed. I doubt it. She knows Mr. Wang’s lover and wants to investigate.”
Wu Yingxue suddenly realized: "I understand, but...this monitoring is not something we can adjust at will. I'll ask my friends first."
I actually don't have much hope, so I asked Wu Yingxue to help me ask about the monitoring, just to prove my suspicion just now.
About half an hour later, a letter came from Wu Yingxue!
"Sister Wen Xin, my friend said that the surveillance camera of the funeral home was lost, and it seemed that it was caused by that snake. At that time, the keyboard in the surveillance room was covered with mucus from the snake. It was so disgusting. I don't know what happened to the snake. , actually crashed the computer, and they are now recovering the data."
This sounds ridiculous! It sounds like I'm making it up, but it's the truth.
A venomous snake slipped in, bit the security guard to death, and also deleted the surveillance camera. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a snake demon that became a spirit.
Maybe it's really a snake demon?
I had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly there was a muffled thunder in the sky.
The originally sunny and crisp autumn day was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the rolling clouds came in like waves, gathering towards the top of my head.
I stood in the green belt of the funeral home, and I felt panicked because of the weather. I always felt that this dark cloud was coming unusually, and I was afraid that something big was going to happen.
Just as I was thinking about it, my forehead felt hot. It felt like being burned by fire. It was so hot that I almost screamed.
I subconsciously covered my eyebrows, feeling a restless emotion pulsing under my thin skin.
The last time this happened was in the fox fairy's fantasy world...
I realized something and pressed my eyebrows with all my strength, trying to use this simple and crude method to prevent these demonic eyes from awakening.
At this time, a bolt of lightning struck straight in front of me, knocking down the lightning rod upstairs in the funeral parlor and making a loud noise.
I go! What's going on?
I didn't care about Mr. Mang and was so frightened that I hurriedly hid in the house. Seeing this, the people around me also ran into the safe area. One by one, they poked their heads and looked at the smoking roof.
Fortunately... the lightning did not strike again, but a heavy rain fell.
As the heavy rain fell, the movement between my brows also quietly stopped, giving off a cool feeling soaked by the rain.
The previous restlessness and impatience were all gone, as if they had never appeared before...
The demonic eyes of Mr. Mang fell into a deep sleep again...
After the rain stopped, the maintenance staff and security guards went to the roof of the building and found a dead snake. It was a highly venomous bungara snake that had been killed by lightning!
Everyone was a little confused. The lightning obviously struck the lightning rod, so why was it the snake that died? Was it coiled on a lightning rod?
Everyone was puzzled. Only I knew why the bungara snake was hacked to death!
It must have been the snake that killed the security guard. The sky net was very careful and meticulous, but I didn't expect it to be struck by lightning so quickly, so fast that I had no time to investigate.
Thinking of the strange movement on my forehead before the thunder and lightning appeared, could it be... that Mr. Mang did this?
Full of thoughts, I groped for the flat spot between my eyebrows, and suddenly came up with a bold guess: Mr. Mang’s deep sleep might be an act...
I thought about it and was about to call Jiang Lanyue when my body suddenly went numb, like a wooden stake nailed to the ground.
