I, Who Started at Full Level, Can Rewrite My Destiny Infinitely

The two returned to the back door, Zhao Ran knocked on the door of the monitoring room, Zhang Mingkai poked his head out, "I just heard gunshots, it's over so soon?"

While talking, he saw the person on Zhao Ran's shoulder, and quickly picked up the injured and unconscious policeman.

"He fainted, you take care of it first, the two in the internment room are dead, you stay in..."

Zhao Ran instructed the people in the monitoring room, Jiang Yi stood behind him, glanced inadvertently at the yard outside the back door, and saw a naked man standing in the dark yard ,

His snow-white buttocks are like two bright lights in the dark night.

How could this pervert come from naked in the police station?

The other party seemed to be aware of Jiang Yi's gaze, and turned half of his body towards him stiffly.

The face was pale and stiff, expressionless, and his eyes looked straight at him without any emotion.

A long scar stretched from his chest to his abdomen, which was extremely eye-catching on that naked body.

Jiang Yi's eyes widened suddenly, and he rushed to the iron gate in one stride, clutching the tight iron railing, he just stared dumbfounded at the figure as he jumped and disappeared into the night.

"How come? Zhou Yang?"

Yes, he remembered, the face that made him feel familiar was the dead Zhou Yang.

"What's wrong? Zhou Yang?"

Zhao Ran behind him looked strangely at Jiang Yi who was standing by the back door with an excited expression on his face, Jiang Yi turned his head with an ugly expression.

"I saw Zhou Yang, he was in the yard just now!"

"Zhou Yang?"

Zhao Ran lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "You mean the one who was strangled to death this morning?"

"Yes, that's him." Jiang Yi nodded vigorously.

Zhao Ran was taken aback, "Impossible, isn't he dead? He's doing an autopsy..."

He stopped silently in the middle of speaking, what the hell, can't he?

There are two forms of becoming a different ghost. One is that people who die accidentally will have a certain chance to become a different ghost. The other is a person or corpse that is still spiritually polluted by a different ghost. Zhou Yang was killed by a different ghost Yes, it will naturally be polluted by the White Walkers.

So, Zhou Yang also became a different ghost?

damn it!

Jiang Yi pulled his hair irritably, how could he forget this?

Zhang Lijuan, who became a strange ghost during the day, did not absorb Zhou Yang's spirituality after killing Zhou Yang, but looked for his figure all over the room. In other words, Zhou Yang's body still had spirituality in it, so he became a strange ghost. ghost?

"What, what's the matter? What happened to Zhou Yang? He also became a strange ghost?"

Zhang Mingkai's unsteady voice came from the monitoring room, and Li Nan looked over with a dazed expression, feeling a little hopeless.

Well, the two corpses that were dissected today all ran away, and I don't know how to explain to the director tomorrow.

Zhao Ran pushed Zhang Mingkai's head back into the door, "You guys stay here."

"Come on, let's go to the forensic room."

He said to Jiang Yi, and rushed into the stairwell not far away in a hurry.

Jiang Yi followed Zhao Ran and rushed all the way to the medical examiner's office.

The door of the forensic office was not locked, so Zhao Ran opened the door and went in to the dissection room inside. As soon as he opened the door of the dissection room, Jiang Yi behind him grabbed his shoulder and pointed to the opposite window. .

The barbed wire covering the window was torn off, the window was wide open, and gusts of hot night wind poured in from outside the window.

On the other side of the mortuary cabinet, both drawers were pulled out and were empty.

Zhao Ran walked to the window, looked down at the iron net on the ground, then looked at the broken line where the iron net was directly torn off at the edge of the window, and the clear finger marks on the edge of the window. Between the one-inch-long short hair,

There was a fire in his heart, and there was nowhere to vent it, and it seemed that someone suddenly poured out a basin of ice water.

Jiang Yi was standing by the door, pinching his brows with a headache, the strong sense of irritability made him a little at a loss,

It’s like the frantic feeling of typing more than 10,000 characters with great difficulty, and before saving it, the computer suddenly crashes, and the automatic archive of the search history keeps reporting errors.

However, a little different from the irritability of losing code words, his current irritability is accompanied by a strong sense of unease, and he doesn't even know where this unease comes from.

It seemed to come from his subconscious, the traces of those lost memories of the previous life lingering in his brain.

But there was one thing that Jiang Yi couldn't figure out. During the day, he knew that Zhang Lijuan would become a White Walker, or he went home leisurely. The appearance of the White Walker, or even the escape of the White Walker would not cause him uneasiness. After all, it would not affect his interests.

But if this uneasiness didn't come from the White Walkers, what did it come from?

Could it be,

Is it from Zhou Yang?

"By the way, wouldn't that Zhang Lijuan run away too?"

Zhao Ran's voice suddenly came from the window, pulling back Jiang Yi's thoughts that had been immersed all the way.

Jiang Yi turned on his spirit vision and glanced around. There were only traces from the mortuary cabinet to the door in the house, and there were no blue traces left by the destroyed windows.

Jiang Yi shook his head, "Probably not, she should still be in the police station, when we came in, the door was closed."

The muscles on Zhao Ran's face trembled ferociously, and he said ruthlessly: "Damn, we must take care of the rest, we must not let her run away."

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the anatomy room, and selected a file cabinet. He reached out and moved it, and the cabinet made a dull clang. Push the cabinet to the broken window, covering the gap.

After setting up the cabinet, Zhao Ran clapped his hands and strode out the door.

Jiang Yi hurriedly followed, Zhou Yang's matter had to be put aside first, and Zhang Lijuan was dealt with first.

The two left the office, locked the doors of the office, and then looked at the dark corridor behind them.

Zhao Ran scratched his head depressedly, "Damn it, where can I find it?"

Jiang Yi turned his head and pretended to be carefully looking for traces around him, and then quietly activated his spiritual vision.

The surroundings fell into a black-and-white world again. Where there is light, the feeling of full contrast becomes stronger.

Just above their heads, weird blue scratches appeared on the ceiling and walls.

The smell also has a color, a group of fine gray mist gathers around the trash can, a group of very faint green light spots linger on the green plants in the corner, and a cloud of light floats in the air along the trajectory of the bright blue action. Wisps of misty black light stretched all the way to the outside of the door.

Not only that, but it can also visualize the invisible taste, and different traces and tastes will also show different colors. It seems that he needs to explore more.