Nightmare Attack

The disappearance of the May train occurred three years ago, but the body looks very fresh, and the death time will not exceed three days.

"The May train... is back." Director Qiao raised his head and said hoarsely.

The corpse was a man, and he looked like he was in his early 30s. There were no scars on his body. Only the strange smiling face made people feel uncomfortable.

The weirdness of the smiling face cannot be described in words. Huai Yi couldn't figure out what he saw before he died.

He seemed to have died in extreme pleasure, but the exaggerated expression showed that the man was very nervous at the time, and even...there was a bit of fear in it.

Pleasure, fear, tension...A mixture of various emotions will complicate this matter.

But one thing is certain, the man must have been killed by a ghost.

Even if there is no foreshadowing of Director Qiao, it can't hide from everyone's eyes, and there is no newcomer standing here.

They could faintly smell a faintly different from the cold, another kind of cold breath from the corpse.

Those things left behind.

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand, took a pair of gloves from one side of the shelf, put them on, began to examine the corpse.

The corpse was placed on a wooden board, underneath it were thick logs that were framed up one after another.

The cracks in the wood were filled with ice.

Even if the corpse is stored in this way, there is still a faint rancid smell in the room, and after a long time, the hair feels swollen.

"What's the man's status?" Jiang Cheng took off his gloves and threw it aside, while looking at Director Qiao.

Sure enough, as he said, except for the occasional corpse spots, there was no trauma on the body.

"Feng Delin, Master Feng's son." Director Qiao solemnly said: "Master Feng is a big family in Greystone Town. The foundation and connections here are very deep. There are contacts in both military and political terms. Even I dare not. Offend him easily."

"No wonder you jumped to catch us to solve the case. It only gives you 7 days." Pi Ruan seemed to have caught Director Qiao's weakness, and said sarcastically: "This master Feng is forcing you to solve the case within a time limit. Don't find out and kill him. The murderer of your son took off your black hat or something."

Director Qiao did not refute this, but looked into Pi Ruan’s eyes and said coldly: “After 7 days, if the case cannot be solved, I will resign and leave, but before I resign, I can guarantee that you will see it with your own eyes. To my own brains."

Hearing that Pi Ruan, who had the upper hand, immediately wilted.

"There should be other victims." Jiang Cheng tilted his head and looked at Director Qiao, "If only one person died, you wouldn't immediately think of the May train."

Director Qiao motioned to the incoming young police officer, who immediately walked to a side wall, and after fiddling for a while, a light suddenly turned on in the room.

With the light, everyone suddenly discovered that this room was actually much larger than what they had seen before, and a white screen stood a few meters away from them.

No, it's not a screen, it's a curtain that looks like a piece of white sheets to cover.

Before they thought it was a wall.

As the young police officer walked over and pulled the curtain a little bit, the scene behind surprised everyone.

Behind the curtain, there are more than ten white cloths neatly arranged.

Under each piece of white cloth, there is a corpse.

"They are all from the Feng family, including Feng Delin, there are a total of 13 corpses." After a while, Director Qiao said again: "If this matter cannot be resolved within a week, the Feng family will die."

"Oh my God, what kind of horrible things have been done, so cruel." The fat man looked at the corpses covered with white cloth, and felt that the ghost's hostility was simply too heavy.

Regarding this, Jiang Cheng couldn't see anything on his face. He turned to look at Director Qiao and asked, "Everyone is the same?"

"Yes, it's all...all the same." Thinking of those weird smiling faces, Director Qiao's face was very bad.

"Among all the people killed, are they from the Feng family?" Luo He said this time. He stared at the corpse's face with a calm voice.

"Yes." Director Qiao replied.

"In this way, the murderer came for the Feng family, and it is bound to kill the Feng family." Jiang Cheng did not mention the word ghost, but replaced it with a murderer, which would avoid a lot of trouble.

"Director Qiao, you mentioned the May train disappearance case before. The deaths of the Feng family who are now killed are the same as those of the victims in the last car of the train. Don't you think there is something strange in this?" Jiang Cheng asked one. A problem that normal people can think of.

"I understand what you mean, the Feng family is indeed related to this matter to some extent." Director Qiao did not shy away from this issue, and said straightforwardly: "The transportation of the victims was funded by the Feng family. The May train. It was also found by the Feng family."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the iron gate was pushed open, and a stumbling police officer ran in with a panic face, but when he was about to speak, he saw Jiang Cheng and others looking at him, so he shut up immediately.

But Director Qiao seemed to understand something, frowning and said: "There are no outsiders here, what's the matter, just tell me."

The police officer who got permission immediately said in a panic: "Director Qiao, it's not good. There was news from Feng Zhai just now that another one died this morning!"

"Who is it this time?" Director Qiao asked hurriedly.

"It was Master Feng who invited the Taoist priest to exorcise ghosts. He died in the mourning hall set up by Qiao's family. It was originally planned to be a vigil to exorcise ghosts. But I went to see this morning and everyone was cold." After speaking, the police officer was terrified again. Glancing at the dozen or so grave-like corpses inside, he whispered, "It's still the same...the same expression."

"How is Master Feng?" Director Qiao said upset all over his face.

"Master Feng has fallen ill and is now being handed over to the doctor for treatment, but I heard that the situation is very bad." The police officer added.

Director Qiao turned around and looked at Jiang Cheng and the others, "You can go over now, and Wu Ergou will tell you the specific situation."

"Remember~www.wuxiamtl.com~ You only have 7 days." Director Qiao said: "Don't think about running away. There are people from me up and down in Greystone Town. You can't get out of my palm."

After speaking, Chief Qiao left with another young police officer.

It can be seen that he is in a bad mood, and it is uncomfortable for anyone to stand up to such a thing.

He can't provoke the Feng family, ghost...he can't provoke it even more.

That's why I found a group of people like Jiang Cheng.

It seems that Chief Qiao himself didn't have much hope for a solution to this matter. He asked Jiang Cheng and the others to act as a scapegoat.

Following Wu Ergou to leave the police station, they turned around and came to a relatively prosperous street surrounded by shops.

The hawkers who sell food have a very loud voice, and there is a mat on the corner of the street with stalls full of various small commodities.

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