Fang Lin stepped aside and waved behind her.
Several special agents from the Special Administration Bureau quietly walked into the store.
They carefully put the "Zhulong", which seemed to have been dead for many days, into a snakeskin bag.
The two people carried the snakeskin bags and exited, and the remaining two people used the cleaning tools they brought to clean the scene thoroughly.
Fang Lin looked on and couldn't help but ask: "What's going on? He was still a living person an hour ago -"
The special agent cleaning up the scene raised his finger to make a "shh" gesture to Fang Lin, and then pointed at Yang Ning, who was sleeping soundly.
Fang Lin understood and immediately lowered her voice, "When did this person die?"
The special agent whispered: "This is the living corpse raised by Captain Zhu Long. It has been dead for decades."
Fang Lin: "..."
"Then, then, during the day?"
Special Service: "Have you ever heard of a corpse exorcist? Captain Zhu Long is a corpse exorcist who has practiced the secret art of exorcism for decades."
Fang Lin murmured: "You, in the Special Administration Bureau, there are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"
The agent used a brush to clean the corpse oil on the carpet very carefully. He glanced at Yang Ning who was sleeping soundly and said, "Team Fang, aren't you curious why this living corpse died today?"
Fang Lin guessed: "It's Master Zhu Long. His magic power is unsustainable?"
The agent stopped moving, and Fang Lin saw that the agent's hands were trembling.
"Fang Team, what you said is actually not wrong. Yes, Master Zhu Long's magic power is unsustainable."
The more Te Qin talked, the more his hands shook. "He will no longer be able to practice the art of exorcising corpses in the future."
Fang Lin wondered: "Why?"
This time the special agent did not dare to glance at the sleeping Yang Ning. He carefully cleaned the carpet with trembling hands and said: "Because, his hands were disabled."
"The art of exorcising corpses requires hand skills and oral formulas. If the hands are useless, the person will be useless."
Fang Lin almost blurted out: "Who was he crippled by? Who was so cruel? Openly provoking the Special Administration Bureau?"
She asked happily, but would she dare to answer it?
The special agent just buried his head in cleaning the carpet, not daring to say a word.
At this time, Fang Lin saw three small clay figurines on Yang Ning's desk.
One clay figure has no wrists, one has no ankles, and another has no hands.
coincide?
Maybe so.
Fang Lin, who had not felt the difficulty of this mission at first, suddenly felt the cold wind blowing behind her.
Especially when several special agents from the Special Administration Bureau packed up everything and prepared to leave, Fang Lin felt even more uneasy and even a little scared.
Even if his colleagues are waiting on the street outside at any time, and they are loaded with live ammunition, even the pistol on his body is loaded with bullets!
But Fang Lin still felt a little panicked!
As a special police deputy captain, the emergence of these negative emotions made Fang Lin very angry.
So, she tried to find the source of her negative emotions——
Her eyes fell on Yang Ning, who was sleeping soundly.
Looking at it, Fang Lin found that Yang Ning looked even better when he was asleep than when he was awake.
So Fang Lin took a few more glances.
Wow!
The candlelight flickered on and off in the small shop at night, and there was a sound of paper turning in the corner.
Fang Lin turned her head and looked over there. In a dark corner, there seemed to be a white-faced little girl in red standing.
The girl was staring at him with an angry look on her face.
Not the kind of cute little kid who is very cute when angry, he is really angry!
Next, the little girl's pale, deathly face suddenly laughed again!
Without looking away from Fang Lin, she opened the diary in her hands and seemed to be scribbling at random. At the same time, a cold voice sounded in Fang Lin's ears——
"Is your sister's name Fang Lin?"
In an instant, Fang Lin felt as if a basin of ice water was poured down from her head!
At this time, "Fang team, are we leaving?"
The special agent of the Special Administration Bureau packed up her things, and the person who had spoken to Fang Lin before said something to her.
This sound brought Fang Lin back to her senses.
She responded: "Okay, okay, you go, go..."
After saying that, Fang Lin looked back at the corner, which was empty and dark.
Stab——
It was the sound of pages being torn off.
Fang Lin blinked and saw a torn-out diary page on Yang Ning's desk.
His name was written crookedly on the page, but it was not written.
The word "wood" is missing.
A gust of night wind blew by, and the page turned over on its own.
The text on this side is neat and beautiful.
"I'm going to visit the prison in the afternoon. Do you know who I'm visiting, right? Go and get ready."
The writing was "Yang Ning".
Picking up the page, Fang Lin's breathing was a little disordered.
The store door is closed at this time, why is there wind blowing?
There was also the looming girl in red just now, the sound of flipping and tearing paper, and the sound that suddenly appeared in my ears...
Do these people with special abilities like to use such a hellish way to explain everything?
Can't you just speak directly?
Fang Lin complained silently in her heart, picked up the walkie-talkie and reported the situation here to the command center.
Soon Chao Gexue's reply came: "Be good and listen to him."
After receiving the order, Fang Lin walked towards the outside of the store.
The moment she walked out of the store, she felt light all over.
Of course, she didn't know at this time that she had just walked through the gate of hell.
...
That night, everyone except Yang Ning seemed to have a restless sleep.
Over at the Special Administration Bureau, Zhu Long's hands were suddenly cut off, which cast a shadow on everyone's hearts.
When dealing with Yang Ning again, Chao Gexue and her special agents at all levels were in a dilemma.
The personal safety issues of everyone in the Santa Group are still being discussed on the Internet. The popularity has not subsided with the passage of time, but has become an intensifying trend.
The main body of the public opinion, the people of the Santa Group, suffered even more this night.
Two employees met to go to the bathroom together. As a result, they each chose a cubicle by chance, and one of them closed the door.
The door was closed, but this time there were two alone.
The two of them heard a cold voice at the same time: "Don't be alone!"
Immediately afterwards, the screams of the two people penetrated the bathroom roof.
...
I went to the bathroom again, this time with three women.
One of the women habitually glanced at the mirror on the sink...
"Don't look in the mirror!"
...
A grieving Santa employee secretly wanted to kill himself in the middle of the night...
"No escaping!"
...
At the end of the night, more than one-third of Santa's employees felt the feeling of being sharpened!
Unfortunately, the extremely vigilant Lorraine did not experience it.
Early the next morning.
Yang Ning woke up.
He glanced at the desk in front of him and saw that it was already full of little clay figures with missing arms and legs.
"Good morning, dear foreign friends!"
"Today is a day full of energy! Come on!"
Yang Ning said as he put the incomplete little clay figures back together again.
Reattaching the broken soul limb is as simple as playing in the mud for Yang Ning.
...
At 10 a.m., the opening ceremony of the Medical Exchange Expo between the two countries was held.
Under the grand introduction of the host, Lorraine stood on the stage and said with an moved face: "After ten years, I came to Xia Kingdom again, I, I..."
"I am very happy!"
"I feel deeply, deeply honored!"
"I-I'm so happy!"
As he spoke, Lorraine's eyes turned red.
Suddenly, there was thunderous applause below.
It can be seen that Mr. Lorraine, the leader of the Santa Group, is really in a mood.
...
