Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

The door from the living room to the bedroom is open.

A pool of scarlet blood was slowly flowing out from the bedroom door.

Tang Chuchu also noticed this scene, and her expression suddenly became unstable.

"what's the situation?"

"Not good, Professor Xu!"

Fu Kuan quickly reacted and rushed into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, a man who appeared to be in his 50s fell to the floor.

There was a hollow in his chest.

Fu Kuan's pupils shrank, and he said in a deep voice, "It's hopeless, his heart has already been dug out."

The scene of the wound brought to Fu Kuan is quite shocking.

The same way of death as Zhou You, people from the Yinlong Society followed to Jiangning!
Tang Chuchu couldn't help covering her mouth, and said tremblingly.

"What's the situation? Professor Xu was killed?"

Fu Kuan shook his head and said, "I've seen Professor Xu's photo. This man is obviously younger. He should be Professor Xu's housekeeper."

He turned his head and said to Tang Chuchu: "The murderer may not have gone too far, Chuchu, call the police, and I will look for any possible traces."

It was not the first time Fu Kuan encountered a murder case, and he handled it in an orderly manner.

"it is good."

Tang Chuchu nodded heavily, and immediately went to the living room to call the police.

Fu Kuan carefully examined the corpse on the ground.

The blood was still warm, which indicated that the victim had not been killed for a long time.

Fu Kuan glanced around the room, and finally fixed his gaze on the open balcony window.

He walked quickly to the balcony and looked down near the window.

On the window sill, there is an eyeball pattern drawn with ink.

The pattern is drawn in one stroke by the method of stick figure.

And Fu Kuan recognized at a glance that this eyeball belonged to a beast.

Because the position of the pupil of the eyeball is a vertical eye.

This is the mark of the beast.

Fu Kuan didn't touch the eyeball pattern rashly, he looked out the window.

This is an eighteen-story residential building, and the streets below are residential areas.

Nothing more.

The residents below are still walking around as usual, and there seems to be nothing unusual.

But this is the biggest anomaly.

If the other party escaped through the window, how could the residents below not see a living person falling from the sky?

Unless, the other party hasn't left yet!

Fu Kuan suddenly realized something, and he instantly opened his eyes.

At the same time, he summoned a ghost sword and held one in his hand.

The ghostly aura began to gushe out, and under the eyes of the sky, there was nothing to hide.

Fu Kuan looked around the bedroom, but there was nothing.

He walked out of the bedroom quickly.

Tang Chuchu was still in the living room and had just finished making a phone call.

Seeing Fu Kuan come out, she breathed a sigh of relief: "I have called the police, and the police will arrive in 10 minutes at most..."

Before Tang Chuchu finished speaking, Fu Kuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he rushed towards her with a murderous aura.

"careful!"

At the same time, a shout rang out.

Tang Chuchu was so frightened that she shrank her shoulders and stayed where she was.

Fu Kuan mobilized his yang qi frantically, and slashed at Tang Chuchu's back with a sword.

A pitch-black shadow opened its sharp claws and was about to grab Tang Chuchu's heart from behind.

Sensing Fu Kuan's fierce attack, he quickly moved his hands forward.

There was a piercing blast of the storm.

Fu Kuan held Tang Chuchu in his arms with the other hand, and suddenly rolled to one side.

"Hmph! Brat, spoil my good deeds!"

Hearing an extremely cold voice, Fu Kuan quickly got up and looked at the other party.

The whole body of that shadow was pitch black, and a large piece of his right hand was missing from the blow just now.

But immediately, the black viscous liquid rolled forward.

His right hand was fully restored.

With such a powerful strength, it's not the real body?
Fu Kuan realized something in an instant, and he looked at the other party as if he was facing an enemy.

Tang Chuchu also stood up from the ground, and took out her weapon in a state of shock.

She understood that she almost died, and it was Fu Kuan who tried his best to save her.

"Are you from the Hidden Dragon Association?"

The shadow was a little surprised, and a cold voice sounded.

"It's not easy to know the existence of the Hidden Dragon Society, kid."

"But I advise you, don't meddle in other people's business, otherwise you, your family and friends will be erased from the world!"

"Hmph! Then come and try!"

What Fu Kuan cherishes most are his friends and family.

Not only did the other party's threat not make him timid, but it ignited his anger and fighting spirit.

Fu Kuan poured a huge amount of yang energy into the ghost sword, and at the same time the small ghost creature shrank violently, adding to the power of the sword.

Only a harsh roar was heard.

A sword energy glowing with black light cut out!
boom!
The black shadow tried its best to resist, but it was still almost wiped out.

Only a head and upper body were left floating in the air.

"Hmph, you are so weak, if I come here in person, I can suppress you with a raise of my hand!"

After speaking, the black shadow turned into a stream of fluid and disappeared like lightning.

After cutting out the sword, Fu Kuan felt weak for a while.

Tang Chuchu eagerly asked, "Do you want to chase it out and have a look?"

Fu Kuan shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "I'm not his opponent, let's forget it, let's wait until the police arrive."

Squeak.

The anti-theft door was opened again, and Fu Kuan was already the policeman, so he went over to check.

But he saw a fair and youthful girl standing at the door, looking at him and the ghost sword in his hand in astonishment.

Seeing the scarlet blood on the ground, the girl screamed in terror.

"Ah! Killed!"

Tang Chuchu immediately stepped forward and covered the girl's mouth.

"Don't yell, we are plainclothes policemen, you caused panic among the residents after you yelled, do you understand?"

The girl's big eyes were still full of fear, and she nodded with restraint.

Only then did Tang Chuchu let go.

Fu Kuan stepped forward and asked, "Who are you and what is your relationship with this family?"

The girl's eyes could not hide the fear and worry.

"My name is Xu Qingxiang. Xu Yongming is my grandfather who lives here. I will visit my grandfather on weekends."

After finishing speaking, Xu Qingxiang pleaded: "Please tell me, is my grandfather killed?"

Fu Kuan looked at Xu Qingxiang in surprise.

Xu Qingxiang's reaction was somewhat unexpected.

It stands to reason that when he saw blood stains as soon as he entered the room, he should rush up to check it out of fear.

But Xu Qingxiang looked as if she had expected it long ago, as if she had already been mentally prepared.

This seems very abnormal.

Fu Kuan replied: "The person who died was the housekeeper who took care of Professor Xu. Professor Xu is not at home now."

"Uncle Li was killed? I'm afraid my grandfather also..."

Xu Qingxiang's eyes were filled with tears, and she couldn't help but slumped on the ground.

Tang Chuchu couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to help Xu Qingxiang.

Help her to sit on the sofa and comfort her.

Another 3 minutes passed, and a team of criminal police quickly walked into the house.

"Who called the police?"

Fu Kuan stepped forward and took out his ID.

"We reported to the police. I am the director of the special department. This is my certificate."

"The Supernatural Investigation Bureau..."

After seeing Fu Kuan's ID clearly, the captain of the criminal police immediately became respectful.