Star Trace Gate

Look, where in the world is there a million dollars that is wasted?

Ren Ye suppressed his excitement and guided softly, "Little Tongtong, don't be anxious. Sense it little by little and guide us over."

"Ok."

In the consciousness space, the ghost child of Youshan seemed to emit a fluorescent light, and asked tentatively in a childish voice: "Boss, can you...can you let me out?"

Ren was also surprised when he heard this: "Well, you can come out?"

"You can activate the bronze statue to lead my soul away for a short time, but I can't get too far away from the bronze statue." The little boy tried to organize his words: "I... I am one with the bronze statue."

"Oh, I'll try."

Ren Ye immediately concentrated his mind, radiating his perception, trying to sense the young soul inside the bronze statue bit by bit.

"Ugh——!"

A moment later, a chilling wind blew through the corridor, and a young ghost shadow appeared in front of Ren Ye.

Yin Hu instantly sensed this yin energy, and even some of his hair stood on end: "What is that?!"

"Don't be so startled." Ren Ye scolded in a low voice: "I'll call someone to help us."

"Um?!"

Yin Hu glanced around blankly: "Where is the person you are talking about?"

"Fuck, are you blind? Isn't this right in front of you?"

"Am I blind, or are you crazy?" Although Yin Hu didn't see anything, he was very bold: "I didn't see anything, I just felt a very strong yin energy."

At the door, a little boy wearing a red bellyband and a Fuwa hairstyle, who looked to be about three or four years old, was standing in front of Ren Ye.

He was chubby and stood barefoot on the ground. His little face was very fair and his facial features were delicate. He looked like a porcelain doll and was very cute.

However, the only drawback was that his small body was bound by twelve thin iron chains, and emitted a faint chill.

Ren could also feel that the twelve cold iron chains were faintly connected to the bronze statue, imprisoning the ghost boy's soul and making it impossible for him to escape.

"Boss, congratulations on your prosperity."

The little ghost boy's eyes were full of awe, and he saluted Ren Ye in his usual way of flattering.

He knew that the strange young man in front of him could decide his life or death in a matter of minutes.

Ren Ye looked at him, feeling both distressed and angry. He really couldn't understand what kind of bastard would kill such a lovely child and take his soul for his own amusement.

"Ong!"

Ren Ye slowly exuded a gentle force of luck, slowly enveloping the ghost boy and giving him a sense of kindness.

"...I wish the boss will never die and be strong every day."

The little boy felt the kindness and sent the most sincere and practical blessings.

He may not even understand what "hard" means, maybe it's just because his former boss thought it was fun and liked to hear it.

"Don't be afraid. If you want to hang out in the future, just call me anytime." Ren also nodded and said, "But now we have to get down to business."

"it is good."

The little ghost boy blinked his slightly dull eyes, slowly turned around, pointed outside and said: "That ghost aura left from here..."

"Is he alive?"

Ren Ye asked as he pushed the door open.

"Yes."

The little ghost boy responded, "This room is filled with too much Yin energy. That living person must have lived here for a long time, so he is naturally contaminated by the thick Yin energy."

Ren nodded slightly, muttering to himself, "That makes sense. Song An has been locked up in this villa for a long time, and he must be contaminated with a strong yin energy."

Behind him, Yin Hu couldn't help but be curious, so he whispered to Ren Ye: "What on earth are you talking to? Why can't I see it?"

"A magical child, given to me by my elder brother Liu Jishan. You definitely can't see it." Ren Ye opened his mouth.

"...!"

Yin Hu held it in for a long time, and his heart was filled with excitement: "I will personally host a banquet someday, and you must invite Liu Jishan to come and have a chat with me."

In fact, the fact that Yinhu couldn't see the ghost boy also shocked Ren. Because ordinary third-grade supernatural powers already have strong perception abilities, and spying on yin and yang things is just basic skills, not to mention that Yinhu is a demigod...

But he could only feel the strong Yin Qi, but could not see its true appearance, which meant that the quality of the ghost boy was still increasing. This Yin Ming physique was mysterious and mysterious, and it really had a great origin.

Soon, two shifty-looking idiots and a clumsy kid sneaked out of the villa and came to the street.

The little ghost boy led the way. After walking for less than a kilometer, he suddenly stopped and looked around with confused eyes: "The yin energy here is very chaotic. I can't sense it clearly..."

"Try again." Ren Ye guided patiently.

The little ghost boy showed an expression of trying very hard, trying his best to emit perception, but shook his head again: "I was wrong, boss. I... I really can't perceive it..."

He was very frightened, as if he was afraid that Ren Ye would get furious and give him a severe beating.

Ren Ye stepped forward and gently touched his head: "You are right."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the street environment, his eyes swept over various shops and residential buildings, and finally his gaze stopped on a store called "Healthy Green Essential Oil Spa Massage Salon".

"walk over."

He turned around and greeted Yinhu.

"What are you going there for?" Yinhu was puzzled.

"The tracking is broken here," Ren Ye explained, "but that store has surveillance cameras, and the location just happens to cover the entire street corner. Let's go over and take a look..."

……

Soon, in the lobby on the first floor of the massage parlor.

A middle-aged proprietress in her forties, with a big belly, introduced everything like a treasure: "We offer regular massage here. The price list is on the wall. The basic package does not include snacks, and the private room fee is charged separately. If you add an extra hour, the private room fee is free, and there is also a buffet. Look, what do you two want to do?"

"We are the inspectors of the Craftsman's Mansion," Ren Ye frowned and said, "I want to check the surveillance video here."

When the lady boss heard this, her eyes rolled around: "Sir, do you want to work overtime?"

"I said, I want to see the surveillance video." Ren also thought that the other party didn't understand.

"If you don't extend the time, the room fee will be charged separately." The proprietress squinted at the two of them and introduced her set menu with great persistence.

"Didn't you understand? We need to check your surveillance video." Yin Hu felt that there was something wrong with the other party.

The proprietress looked at him dimly and said word by word, "Sir, would you like to stay longer?"

"...!"

The two were speechless. The little boy stood at the door, looking at the photos on the technician's wall with an appearance of being very worldly-wise.

"Why are you so persistent in adding extra time?!" Yin Hu raised his eyebrows, "Don't you understand? We are officials! Inspectors from the Carpenters' Office!"

"Ah."

The lady boss smiled contemptuously: "It's really interesting, boss. I run a green massage parlor, how could I not know who the police are? My daughter's eldest uncle's third cousin is also a police officer. He is responsible for patrolling this area. But when he comes, he has to work overtime."

"Stop talking, give me the same package as Uncle San." Ren also clearly sensed that the other party wanted to blackmail him, but he was too lazy to waste time: "How many star sources?"

"Hey, 2000 star sources." The proprietress smiled immediately.

"I want to see the surveillance."

"If you add more hours, I'll let the technician watch it with you, otherwise it'll seem like forced consumption..." The proprietress took the Star Source from Ren Ye and turned around to speak.

"Forget it, forget it." Ren Ye immediately stopped him and said, "Hurry up and watch the video."

"This way, please." The lady boss led them inside and reminded them, "After you finish watching, you must go upstairs to add extra time. This way, you and the technician can both shut up at the same time."

"...!"

Soon, Ren Ye and Yin Hu arrived at the simple central control room which was only as big as a toilet.

The proprietress manipulated it skillfully and asked softly, "Which part are you looking at?"

"Let's start today at 7am." Ren Ye stood behind the computer and whispered, "Play it at 20 times the speed, quick!"

"Twenty times faster??" The lady boss was surprised and said, "If the surveillance cameras are down, how safe it will be for you to sit at the door and watch the gate!"

"Stop talking so much nonsense. I've already given you the money, so just be professional." Ren was also impatient.

The proprietress snorted, ignored him, drove at twenty times the speed, and sat in a chair drinking tea.

At this moment, the ghost boy's chubby little body climbed up clumsily onto the proprietress' back and rode on her neck.

"Um……!"

The proprietress suddenly felt her neck sore and heavy, and a cold wind blew through it.

The ghost boy raised his right arm and put it around the boss lady's neck. He reached down with his left hand and directly grabbed the star source bag that the boss lady carried with her: "Hey, it's so heavy...!"

"Snapped!"

At this moment, Ren Ye, who had opened his Holy Eye, suddenly bent down, stretched out his hand and pressed the enter/pause button.

"brush!"

The surveillance footage froze.

Ren also stared at the screen and observed it carefully, then suddenly played it back for more than twenty seconds.

At this moment, Yin Hu also noticed the changes on the screen. He saw a skinny young man with a missing right leg, being supported by someone and walking towards a car.

In the picture, the image of the person who is supporting the young man is a little blurry, but the young man's face is very clear.

He was Song An, whose leg was chopped off by Song Mingzhe.

Ren Ye immediately adjusted his perspective and zoomed in frame by frame, and then his breathing became rapid.

In the video, an ordinary-looking man, with half of his face exposed, supported Song An with both hands and got into the car at a very fast speed.

Quiet, stunned...

After three breaths, Ren Ye and Yin Hu looked at each other and said in unison: "Found it, it's the old cadre!"

"call!"

Yin Hu let out a long breath, lowered his head and said, "This place is very close to the villa. The smell of incense powder extends from the Lizi room to the back door... Then your Shenwa felt the Yin energy, which should be caused by Song An living in the murder chamber for a long time... The two of them left the villa from the backyard and got in the car at the door of this store."

"In other words, the old cadre appeared in the villa, and then appeared on... the south bank of Jingming Lake."

Ren Ye heard this and immediately asked back: "Are you sure there is no mistake in the breath?!"

"Absolutely not!"

Yin Hu shook his head and said, "The two smells are the same."

Upon hearing this, Ren Ye immediately started brainstorming, recalling one by one all the actions of the old cadre since he joined the company.

not far away.

"Damn it, my neck is going to break...!" the proprietress cursed.

“Hey, there’s more…!”

The little ghost boy hung on her body and kept taking things out of the bag.