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As soon as his hand loosened, Song Qing broke free, picked up the survey box and walked forward. He looked back at everyone, scanning them one by one. Some people wanted to help, but were held back by the people around them. Now that the three captains hadn't spoken, they naturally couldn't move.

Song Qing put on shoe covers, a mask, and gloves, glared at Zhang Yiyan, and then looked back at the others. Even the people from the forensic department had no intention of coming over. He took a deep breath, as if to prove that he was right, and pushed the iron door hard.

Her expression couldn't be seen through the mask, but her furrowed brows showed that she had put in a lot of effort, but the iron door only opened a crack. Immediately, a chill ran from her scalp to the soles of her feet, quickly enveloping her whole body and making her scalp numb.

The coldness seemed to turn into substance and greedily invaded Song Qing's body through the gaps. Her body trembled uncontrollably and everything was dark. She didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or fear. Beads of sweat oozed from her forehead and her legs became weak. Finally, she was exhausted and fell to the ground. The iron door closed again.

She sat on the ground, gasping for breath, then quickly stood up, staggering after a moment of dizziness before she could steady herself.

Zhang Yiyan raised an eyebrow. This guy didn't even need to pretend anymore. How could he be so upset by coming back? There was a hint of mockery in his eyes. "You can't even open the door, and you're yelling here. You're simply overestimating yourself!"

"You!" Song Qing's face was pale, with a flash of black light between his eyebrows. His clothes and pants were all stained with mud and water, and he looked very disheveled. However, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Yiyan.

“Stop getting in the way!” Zhang Yiyan’s face turned completely cold. He turned his head away from her and shouted, “Black Wind!”

"Woof woof! ???-?"

Heifeng ran over happily and barked twice at Song Qing. Seeing that she was shrinking and retreating, he ignored her and rubbed against Zhang Yiyan's leg. The latter raised his hand and touched his furry head out of courtesy.

Zhang Yiyan communicated with Heifeng directly without opening his mouth, "Heifeng, there are many ghosts here, and ordinary methods cannot open it. I need your help."

"Okay, Master! Black Wind understands!"

In response, Heifeng walked to the iron gate, stood with his two paws apart, ears gathered back, hair standing up, eyes wide open, staring straight in the direction of the iron gate, black eyes flashing coldly, "Woof woof woof!!"

A burst of spiritual energy emanated from Heifeng's body. The next moment, the iron door opened. Zhang Yiyan tilted his head and looked inside. It was pitch black, like a black hole vortex.

His eyes flickered, his feet moved quickly, and a figure disappeared in front of everyone, and the iron door slammed shut.

The people outside the door widened their eyes in shock, "This, this, is the start of the speed run???"

"Oh my god, I think it's a flash!"

. . .

"Where did this dog come from? Why did it bark twice and the door opened?"

"Yeah, it's amazing!"

Yan Junge was worried when he saw Zhang Yiyan go in, but he didn't act rashly. First, he knew his ability, and second, he didn't want to disturb him. However, he raised his hand and pointed at Song Qing on the side, "Dayong, Haozi, bring her here. When you're done, tell her to explain to Director Zheng herself!"

Huang Yong and Chen Hao looked at each other and their expressions became serious. "Yes!"

Song Qing was pulled back, still looking indignant, she pushed away the people who came forward to persuade her, and walked straight out. No one paid much attention to her situation, their minds were all on the large factory building in front.

But suddenly someone said, "Why is it raining again?"

Jiang Wei, who had been observing from the side without coming over or saying anything, suddenly remembered that when Zhang Yiyan appeared just now, his fingertips seemed to have touched the rain, and the rain stopped from that time.

Now Zhang Yiyan went in, and it started raining again! Could it be a coincidence both times?

Zhang Yiyan didn't care about what was happening outside. When he entered the place, he couldn't help but frown when he saw the situation inside.

This was a large renovated farm, and the ventilation windows on both sides were covered with several layers of paper, so no light could penetrate. But Zhang Yiyan's eyes had been trained to be able to see in the dark, so this little thing was nothing to him.

The eyeballs turned over, and the pupils appeared, and I could see clearly what was going on inside. In the front was an open space, which should be the place where feed was prepared. There was a crushing machine, and behind it were rows of cubicles that were more than one meter high and two meters wide.

As we approached, the crusher was almost surrounded by black dirt, and there were worn-out woven bags and...

Pieces of clothing!

Looking at the blades of the crusher again, that was not black dirt, but human blood! Too much human blood piled up and became like this!

Breathing heavily, Zhang Yiyan adjusted his mood and walked in. Even though he had cast a barrier, he still felt that the air was filled with the stench of decay, so he couldn't help but add another layer of protection!

As I blinked my eyelashes, I seemed to see clearly what had happened!

Screaming, begging for mercy, wailing, fear... Zhang Yiyan frowned slightly, raised his hands to cover his eyes, and pursed his lips. The too cruel scene stimulated his brain, and it seemed that his eyes were also aching.

After adjusting for a moment, he put his hands down and walked through the rooms one by one, looking at the pots covered in blood and flesh, the hanging pieces of meat, the cut breasts, the genitals, and the eyeballs soaked in glass jars...

Killing, raping corpses, dismembering and cannibalizing corpses, cutting off genitals as souvenirs, and using corpse skins as outer vests...

Images of the women's painful faces flashed through his mind, and anger almost overwhelmed him.

He slowly lowered his head, his eyes as sharp as a storm, looking at the black slime on the ground, and two words flashed through his mind, "corpse water"

I suppressed my nausea and continued walking inside. A woman's hair and scalp were cut off and thrown on the ground at random.

Suddenly, the woman's hair moved. She squinted her eyes and saw maggots wriggling and rolling in her hair!

Zhang Yiyan frowned, stepped over and continued walking inside. When he saw the corpse in the innermost corner, he stopped.

Those were the bones of a three or four-year-old child!

Zhang Yiyan slowly clenched his hands under his wide sleeves as he walked to the end, memorizing the number of corpses and their general characteristics.

He took a step back and suddenly felt the resentment coming from behind him! He reacted quickly, stepped hard, jumped lightly, and then spun around and landed on the open space where he entered the door.

Looking back, all the resentful souls gathered together and gradually grew stronger. Ferocious and terrifying ghosts floated in the air and rushed towards us screaming.

His pupils trembled slightly, "Black Wind!"

"Woof woof woof!!!"

The iron door opened with a bang, letting in some light. Zhang Yiyan pushed hard with his feet, and his body was as fast as lightning. He spun several times and jumped outside before landing steadily on the ground with his clothes fluttering.

The crowd who were paying close attention to the situation here were already shocked by his performance that seemed like he was floating on water, and they immediately came forward to inquire about the situation.

Zhang Yiyan looked at the iron gate that closed again, the anger in his eyes still lingering. He glanced at the person who was approaching, tilted his head, closed his eyes slightly, and opened them again as normal.

He raised his hand to stop them from approaching, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, "Don't come over!"

Turning to look at Zhang Tianming and others, Zhang Tianming immediately stepped forward, and Zhang Tianyuan and Xie Huai hurriedly followed.

The four people not far away were talking seriously. Zhang Yiyan's expression was obviously not good. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were cold. It was not until Zhang Tianming rubbed his cheek and said something that he relaxed.

Yan Junge looked anxious, wondering what was inside that made Yanyan look like that. He knew Yanyan was angry, and very angry.

No, you have to go there by yourself!