Mysterious Resurrection: My Pasty Paper Man Can Catch Tricks

Luo Yang glanced at Shen Taiping and said dejectedly:

"Almost all the residents around here have left, and there is only one old couple left."

"Old Shen and I asked them, and they didn't know where the owner of the store had gone, they just remembered that the store hadn't opened for a long time."

Hearing this, Chen Li frowned even tighter.

Walked two steps back and forth, said:

"Go, find other people in the town, and ask them if anyone knows."

......

Time flies and it is late at night.

Chen Li and the others asked all the people who were still in the town, but they still found nothing.

I had to go back to my residence and wait until tomorrow to continue the investigation.

That night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and it seems that a heavy rain is brewing.

In Yongquan Town, in a private house, three men and a woman were sitting around a table talking.

They were the four members of the spirit arresting group who had met Chen Li and the other three.

The inch-headed man glanced at the other three blankly, and said in a deep voice:

"How's the investigation going?"

The other three glanced at each other, and the short-haired woman took the lead and said:

"After investigation, we found that the eleven people who died before were all killed by a knife, just like the cat found during the day."

"Killed with a knife?" the inch-cut man murmured repeatedly.

The short-haired woman nodded:

"Yes, it's just a knife, and judging from the traces of the wound section, it should be a knife similar to a bone cutter, heavy and sharp."

"This kind of knife should be rare in this small town."

"I think it's just a matter of careful investigation to determine where the knife is."

The cropped man looked up at the other two.

Seeing that they didn't have anything to add, he lowered his eyelids and tapped his fingers on the table regularly.

thump…

thump…

thump…

After about sixty beeps, the inch-cut man stopped what he was doing.

Looking up at them, he said slowly:

"Rest well tonight. Tomorrow morning, search the whole town to find that 'knife'."

"Yes!" X3

The night is getting darker.

The night wind blew harder.

Accompanied by the howling wind, the long-awaited rain finally fell.

The silence of Yongquan Town was also broken by the crackling rain.

In the private house where the spirit-hunting group lived, the other three members, including the short-haired man, had already fallen asleep.

Only the short-haired woman remained on vigil.

As a master of tricks, especially a master of quests.

Keeping people on vigil is very necessary.

Because in the mission, no one can guarantee that the killing rule will not be triggered.

It's okay if you encounter those weird things that trigger the murder rule and explode on the spot.

But if it encounters a monster that only kills in the middle of the night after the killing rule is triggered.

If there is no vigil, it means a dead end.

Therefore, every member of the Guild Master squad will take turns to be on duty at night to ensure the safety of other members.

Inside the house, the incandescent lamps on the ceiling continued to emit light.

At the same table, the woman with short hair was sitting there alone, not in a good spirit.

From time to time, she looked at a Datong shop not far from her.

At this time, the inch-headed man and the other two were sleeping soundly on it.

The sound of pattering rain and the snoring of her companion could be heard next to her ears, and the short-haired woman felt a little irritable.

Just like what Shen Taiping said during the day, her period is coming soon.

She could clearly feel a strong sinking feeling in her lower abdomen, which was very painful.

It seemed like something was gushing out the next moment.

The body is very uncomfortable, and the short-haired woman wants to wake up her companion to change her.

But it's only eleven o'clock now.

There is still nearly an hour before the stipulated changing of the guard time.

She had to be patient.

Glancing at her snoring companion again, the woman got up and walked to the window, trying to close it tightly.

Only to find that the window did not open at all.

She had no choice but to bite her lip bitterly, returned to her original position and sat down, and continued to suffer from the double torture of snoring and rain.