"——I don't dare to sleep."
The words spoken by the haggard man who was the owner of the house, combined with his mental state, made the fat man feel a little bit hairy.
"We received a report from you, and in the record you said there was someone in the house at all times, but there was no one else here except us."
Zuo Dao asked. At this moment, his paper spirit scattered many small paper figures, and they were crawling around his body. They each turned on their spiritual vision, but nothing was found. The mental state of the reporter was obviously very wrong, so Zuo Dao used stimulation The other party's words, trying to find more clues.
At the same time, Zuo Dao and Fatty touched a part of the windbreaker together.
Aim the law enforcement instrument at the haggard man as much as possible.
"It's right here!" the man's voice mentioned. Zuo Dao's words made him emotional. He looked around where there was no one except them:
"I didn't dare to sleep. As soon as I fell asleep, it appeared."
During the brief conversation, the fat man frowned, and the two looked at each other, as if they both read a very evil thought.
The fat man blinked his eyes, as if to say - why don't you tell me?
Zuo Dao seemed to be new to the world and blinked in confusion - I don't know what you are talking about.
In this way, Zuo Dao took a step forward and looked around the man's house, indicating that he could find clues.
"It's so damn good to be young..." The fat man cursed in his mind, and then turned to look at the anxious owner of the house:
"Brother, please calm down first. Can you tell me what you saw or saw in your dream?"
The owner of the house didn't seem to want to talk to the fat man, and this was the price of the previous technique. He reluctantly replied to the fat man:
"it is......"
bedroom.
Zuo Dao put down the suitcase and pressed a button. The suitcase opened and closed a little distance but did not fully unfold. He reached inside and took out a pair of pure black gloves. The delicate fabric texture had a faint luster of crystal.
Wear gloves on the left, and the interior feels cool to the touch, so the wearer will not feel any discomfort after long-term use.
This is the standard equipment of the Investigation Section of the General Affairs Bureau. It is mixed with a certain proportion of magic-breaking crystals and special craftsmanship, which allows the wearer to block contamination when touched. At the same time, it will react and provide a timely reminder when contamination occurs.
Operators who are often used in the Search Division are rarely equipped by people in the Mysterious Processing Department, because for them, setting off means fighting, but for this mission, both Zuo Dao and Fatty are allotted.
The situation of Gein and Yin is a bit special. The tasks they perform will be judged and analyzed by the observation center to decide whether to serve as their assessment. In other words, today they may be helping an old lady cross the road, but tomorrow they may go deep into the cult's lair to defeat the boss. No one can Don't know the result.
What can be rest assured is that the observation center will strictly control the risk ratio in this regard, so as not to cause death.
However, as this was the first mission to end the special training, the vague spiritual uneasiness he felt now made his little trust in this promise basically disappear.
Zuo Dao controlled the paper spirit and enhanced the control of his arms. In addition to touching the wardrobe and furniture cabinet doors when opening them, he tried his best to keep the distance from all the items in the room as close as possible, and then crossed them one by one.
These are the details of the investigation department officers when they investigated the scene. The special anti-mysterious pollution gloves are not only effective when touched, but also when they are extremely close.
After all, the resistance of gloves is limited, and wearing gloves is for safety. If you can investigate abnormalities that are usually difficult to find without contact, it is naturally a dream.
"The bedroom is normal."
Zuo Dao finished the inspection with a slight frown and walked out to go to another room.
When passing by, I saw that the fat man in the living room was still doing "ideological work" on the man who reported the crime, and the progress was difficult.
After Zuo Dao and Fatty received the brief report on the case and briefly communicated with the victim, they actually had the same idea, that is, since he did not dare to sleep, then let him sleep.
Let's see what the hell can come out. After all, except for a little abnormality, they have never been able to find the source of the problem.
And who will be the big bad guy? Zuo Dao succeeded in taking advantage of his "age advantage".
Walking into the study room, in fact, it should be said that it is a storage room. After all, there are all kinds of sundries in it. It is not only messy, but also dusty.
Seeing this, Zuo Dao continued his previous operation in the bedroom. When his gloved fingers kept their distance and passed over the table, he suddenly felt heat between his fingers.
"Um?"
He turned his hand over and looked at the part between his fingers, and found that the crystals inside were faintly glowing with orange light spots.
"Even spiritual vision can't detect any clues, but a pair of gloves can. Some things in this world are really interesting."
Zuo Dao moved closer to the table and looked at the problem areas.
The dust is obviously lighter than other places, and the mark is a circle of about five centimeters.
"Ornaments? Or something else? Where did the things go?"
With vigilance and doubts, Zuo Dao continued to conduct a more detailed investigation of the room.
At this time, the heated conversation between the fat man and the haggard man could also be vaguely heard in the living room. Zuo Dao was distracted and listened. It seemed that they were arguing about something. They should be still arguing about whether to sleep or not.
"This is the only place."
After some inspection, there were no other abnormalities except for the countertop. Zuo Dao took a photo of the place with his camera and uploaded it as a file. Then he picked up his suitcase and walked out, preparing to ask the owner about the situation.
Just when Zuo Dao stepped out of here and entered the living room, he saw a scene that made the corner of his eye twitch.
A fat man walked up behind the owner of the house with a displeased look on his face.
Under Zuo Dao's eyes, the owner of the house suddenly came.
With a bang, the owner of the house was knocked unconscious by the fat man.
"Fuck your uncle Jiji Wai Wai Wai, can you sleep and see how things go?" The fat man took a sudden breath and looked at him wildly.
When he saw Zuo Dao coming over, he put on a smile. After finishing the dirty trick, the fat man seemed to feel refreshed:
"Did you find anything, brother Zuo?"
"Yes," Zuo Dao glanced at the fainted homeowner:
"But it's gone, for now."
"Huh?" The fat man looked confused.
"I found something unusual. I was about to ask him when I saw you..." Zuo Dao stopped what he was going to say and added in his heart that Chang Wei was...
The fat man glanced at the law enforcement memory on his chest in embarrassment, and the fat on his cheeks trembled. He was not sure whether Zuo Dao said this on purpose to make his already somewhat illegal homework even more problematic.
"Then let's wake him up?"
"Okay," Zuo Dao agreed:
"If he doesn't sleep after asking, then continue with your previous "idea". After all, you are experienced and you are the main one."
"..."
The fat man was speechless. He was really not a good person. He was crazy and set a trap on himself during the recording of law enforcement. He only had to restore the scene to the law enforcement and then increase the close-up.
Even so, things had to go on, so he could only nod and go wake up the owner of the house.
Just when the fat man put his hand on the man's shoulder, about to perform resuscitation exercises, a strange heart palpitating feeling surged out of both of them at the same time.
The bodies of Zuo Dao and Fatty tensed up instantly, ready to fight at any time.
A "wind" that was not "wind" blew through the room. Fatty stopped his movements, quickly joined Zuo Dao, and stood together.
The two of them were back to back, and the distance pupils in their eyes were activated again, but they still found nothing.
"This is a fucking ghost, man, I've never seen 'mysterious events' like this."
"Yeah." Zuo Dao hummed.
He also agreed with the fat man's words. This time his spiritual vision could not detect anything at all, but the sixth sense in his heart kept giving warnings.
There is only one explanation for this situation, and it is likely that the "unknown existence" has a very high "cultivation level".
"This is a shitty observation center." The fat man cursed.
Suddenly, the two of them felt completely silent.
Back to back, they heard something at the same time, and there seemed to be something to their left.
It is very viscous, and the liquid flows with the sound of tiny bubbles.
The two of them looked at each other momentarily from the corner of their eyes.
A humanoid creature was not far away from them.
It was dripping with viscous liquid, and there was no head above its neck——
What replaced it was a huge eyeball, the white part of the eye was densely packed with black and purple bloodshot eyes, and the dark pupils stared at Zuo Dao and the others.
What made Zuo Dao's heart sink was that there was also a small paper man observing with spiritual vision in that direction, but there was nothing there.
But the fat man who saw this scene was more straightforward than the leftist one.
He said directly:
"--Hold!"
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PS: Tomorrow, from Sunday to Tuesday, I will update the chapters of the day in one go in the morning, for better reading! At the same time, I once again ask everyone to come and save me on Monday and Tuesday, qaq.
Finally, thanks to the big pot guys for their tips and votes, and a big thank you to QAQ
