Wen Zhong's face darkened and he quickly ran to the door. Looking at the mess of meat mixed with blood, his expression became extremely solemn. He raised his head and looked around. There was no tall building with more than five floors nearby. There was no doubt about this. It's a supernatural incident.
At this time, a siren sounded, and several police cars drove quickly towards the convenience store, and soon the car stopped next to Wen Zhong.
"Team Wang, you're a little late." Wen Zhong looked at the middle-aged man who got off the police car. He was no stranger to him. He had dealt with him before when dealing with the supernatural incident in the Central Building.
"Mr. Wen, I'm really sorry that the whole upper class is in great turmoil right now. The impact of that supernatural incident on Da'an is really too serious, and there's nothing we can do about it." Wang Chao said with a bitter smile.
"Okay, don't say so much, seal off this community first, I'm going to go in first to check the situation." Wen Zhong said: "Ask this guy named Henry again what happened in the convenience store last night .”
Wang Chao nodded and agreed. Wen Zhong didn't say anything when he saw this, and went straight to the stall of minced meat that had become smelly.
The flesh between his brows was torn apart by the ghost eyes, and a turbid eyeball with traces of blood popped out. Wen Zhong used the ghost eyes to carefully look at the piece of meat, but found nothing.
The only thing that is certain now is that the person turned into a pile of minced meat is the manager of this convenience store.
"It took a lot of effort to track down some useful clues, but they were interrupted. There is also the ghost face that I restrained. What role did it play in this supernatural incident." Wen Zhong looked at the Mang Ling community aside. , looking a little solemn.
He originally thought that Dai Zhibin's disappearance might be related to this ghost, but after he was attacked, he discovered that although this ghost was not very scary and its killing method was weird enough, it did not have the conditions to kidnap Dai Zhibin.
It is more like a ghost controlled by someone, and it can be said to be an attack against him.
Wen Zhong had a hunch at this time that this supernatural incident was definitely not simple. The most correct thing for him to do now was to retreat immediately and let the police cordon off the community and investigate slowly later.
But if he really chooses to do this, I'm afraid that the missing column in Dai Zhibin's file will soon become the word death.
Dai Zhibin was recruited by him. Regardless of his status as the temporary person in charge of Da'an City, he should bring him back intact due to circumstances and reasons.
"Damn it, it's really hard to be a boss. I still can't learn to be as cruel as Chen Zhanluo. I'm just relying on the power of a ghost to survive, and now I want to save people." With this thought, Wen Zhong stepped in Went to Mangling Community.
And not long after he entered the community, a figure quietly followed Wen Zhong into the Mangling community...
As soon as he stepped into the community, Wen Zhong looked up at the old archway, with four rusty iron characters hanging on it: Mang Ling Community. Perhaps because of the age, these four characters looked more like the community of the dead.
"This is really unlucky. I don't know what the developer at the time was thinking, but they actually used these two words as the name of the community." Wen Zhong cursed secretly and moved on.
Entering the community, he found that it was in serious disrepair, the walls were covered with mottled moss, some places were damaged and blackened, and there was even a rotten smell in the air.
This place looked like there were evil ghosts wandering inside. Wen Zhong even saw several residential buildings with seals on them, which looked so weird in this ancient Mengling community.
At this time, a sweeping lady attracted Wen Zhong's attention. She was wearing a black cotton vest and cotton pants that were not suitable for the summer season. No matter how she looked at it, she felt awkward.
Wen Zhong glanced around again, and found that this aunt seemed to be the only one in the entire Mengling community still active outside.
He thought about it and decided to go up and ask about the situation first. After all, he still knew nothing about the information about this community. It would be nice to know more about it.
"Hello, aunt, why are you out sweeping the floor on such a hot day?" Wen Zhong started with an awkward chat.
As expected, the sweeping lady glanced at Wen Zhong when she heard this, curled her lips and said, "What the hell are you talking about, you brat? If I don't come out to sweep the floors to support my family, why should I rely on you to support me?"
Wen Zhong smiled awkwardly. His opening statement obviously failed again, but it didn't matter. Since the other party was willing to talk to him, it meant there was a chance.
So, he asked straight to the point: "Aunt, I would like to ask if anything strange has happened in the community recently, no matter how small it is, if so, please tell me."
With that said, Wen Zhong took out a red banknote from his pocket and handed it over quietly.
As long as the other party is willing to cooperate, he doesn't mind giving some sweeteners. Of course, if the aunt in front of him doesn't know how to flatter, then the next time he takes out a gun from his pocket.
As expected, the aunt glanced at Wen Zhong again, but this time she liked Wen Zhong no matter what. She quickly took the banknote and waved it towards the sun, then stuffed it into her arms, and then leaned towards Wen Zhong as if nothing had happened. .
"Oh, Auntie has long seen that you are a good boy. Do you want to ask about the strange things that happened in the community? There are too many. Which one do you want to hear?" Auntie said with a smile.
"Everything." Wen Zhong took out another big red note from his pocket, waved it at his aunt, and said, "No matter how big or small it is, tell me everything."
The aunt looked at the banknotes in Wen Zhong's hands, and then at the cleaning tools in her hands. After a long day of ideological struggle, she gritted her teeth and said, "This cannot be explained clearly in a short while. Then you can wait for Auntie in the pavilion over there while I put these things back in the cleaning room and go there."
Wen Zhong nodded and said, "Okay, but you have to hurry up. If someone else passes by and helps me answer the question, you won't be able to earn the money."
When Wen Zhong said this, the aunt's face immediately turned green. She repeatedly assured Wen Zhong that she was definitely the most well-informed person in the community, and asked Wen Zhong to wait for a moment, and she would be there immediately.
After seeing off his aunt, Wen Zhong walked along the path to the pavilion in the community. This pavilion was also very old. The tiles on the pavilion were completely broken whether due to time or other reasons. It doesn't look like it can block the sun and light at all.
Time passed by, but the strangely dressed sweeping lady never showed up, and there wasn't even a passing pedestrian around, only a few dead leaves blowing in the wind.
Wen Zhong is still quite confident in his silver bullet offensive. After all, for ordinary people, nothing is as valuable as a few banknotes. This sentence is absolutely true.
It's just that the other party went a little too long. Just when Wen Zhong was about to lose his temper and was about to go inside the community to find other people to understand the situation, suddenly there was a dull sound in the distance.
