I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

Not only him, but all the other passengers in this first-class cabin fell into a pool of blood. There were no other injuries on their bodies, as if they had fallen asleep, with weird smiles on their faces.

An Qingyu stepped forward, carefully analyzed everyone's status, and shook her head.

"They are all dead. During our battle, the people here should have been controlled by their spirits and completed a ritual. Only he was stabbed through the heart with a knife and died, and the others all died of mental strangulation."

"That worm is sealed in the crystal and is on the verge of death. How can it control so many people?" Lin Qiye looked at the corpses in this place, his mental power instantly swept across the economy class in front, and he said slowly: "The people in the back cabin Passengers are fine, it seems that its manipulation is limited."

"Perhaps seeing that the situation is not right, I put all my eggs in one basket."

"Even if he killed the last person in the ceremony, the soul strength of the sacrifice should be far from enough." Lin Qiye pondered, "There are only six corpses here, and the souls of six ordinary people cannot complete the ceremony... ..."

After Lin Qiye's words fell, the whole plane suddenly shook, a strong sense of weightlessness came, and the whole plane plummeted downward!

Lin Qiye and An Qingyu looked at each other, and said at the same time:

"It wants to crash the plane!"

The two rushed into the cockpit quickly, only to see the only pilot with red eyes, as if crazy, manipulating the plane to drop rapidly!

The dense residential buildings zoomed in rapidly before their eyes!

In the cab, Lin Qiye and the others could clearly hear the screams coming from the cabin behind!

Without saying a word, Lin Qiye slashed the pilot's neck with his palm, and the latter fainted immediately. An Qingyu quickly walked to the console, and stretched out his hand to quickly operate it.

"You know how to fly a plane?" Lin Qiye asked in surprise.

"meeting."

"When will it be?"

"In three seconds."

A gray light appeared in An Qingyu's eyes, he grabbed the lever on the console and pulled it back!

……

ground.

The circling plane suddenly lost control and dived towards the residential area quickly. This sudden change caused all the people in the 136 team to thump in their hearts.

"Captain, it's about to crash into a residential building!" Wu Xiangnan's face was extremely serious.

The huge fuselage quickly magnified in everyone's eyes, and the low sound of the engine resounded through the sky. If this continues, the plane will hit this residential area in at most ten seconds!

At that time, the casualties will be calculated in thousands!

Chen Muye stared at the plane in front of him, and the entanglement in his eyes became more and more intense. He stretched out his hand, gently stretched it towards a certain place on his chest, and said slowly:

"Shonan, what's the serial number of that plane?"

"what?"

"The number of the aircraft."

"It's XXXXXX, captain, why are you asking this at this time?" Wu Xiangnan was full of puzzlement, and at this moment his palms were already sweating from tension.

Chen Muye didn't answer, his fingertips had already touched a corner of something, and pulled it out in half. Judging from its appearance, it was an ancient yellowed parchment scroll.

The moment this parchment appeared in the air, it seemed that some kind of seal had been lifted, and a strange wave of power escaped.

At the same time, a mysterious and misty gaze cast from nothingness, hanging above the entire city, as if looking for something.

There were still three seconds before the plane crashed into the residential area.

Suddenly, the huge body of the plane adjusted its posture in mid-air, abruptly changed the direction of the dive, staggered away from the residential area and turned to the other side, almost flying over the roofs of the residential area, while the wings on both sides trembled violently Get up, and then the fuselage begins to climb gradually!

The trees in the community were rustled by the strong wind brought by the plane, and the low-pitched engine sounded like continuous thunder, echoing between every building.

Countless people were awakened, turned on the lights in the room, and poked their heads out curiously...

At this time, the plane had pulled up the angle and flew steadily towards the night sky.

Seeing this scene, everyone in Team 136 breathed a sigh of relief, their backs were soaked in cold sweat at some point.

"I thought I was going to die..." Hongying patted her chest, her face full of fear.

Standing alone on the roof of the building, Chen Muye breathed a long sigh of relief as he watched the plane gradually disappearing in the sky, and stuffed the parchment in his hand back into the clothes on his chest.

The eyes in nothingness continued to search the city for a while, but they didn't seem to find the target, so they could only disappear without a trace.

……

inside the cab.

Seeing that the crisis was finally lifted, Lin Qiye was finally relieved.

"What? Don't believe me?" An Qingyu manipulated the plane skillfully and glanced at Lin Qiye.

"Um."

"..." An Qingyu was silent for a moment, "You'd better ask the flight attendant to make two announcements to stabilize the passengers, or they will definitely cause trouble when they find the dead body in the first-class cabin."

Lin Qiye nodded in agreement, walked to the flight attendant rest area, untied a flight attendant's rope and the tape on her mouth, and after showing her police ID, the other party immediately cooperated.

"Due to the influence of the weather, the plane will encounter unstable airflow during driving. Passengers please fasten your seat belts and don't move around at will..."

The gentle voice of the stewardess sounded in the cabin, calming the hearts of some restless people, but many people didn't believe it at all. After all, they just saw the plane almost hit the stairs with their own eyes. Is this called unstable airflow?

Lin Qiye untied the ropes of several other stewardesses and asked them to go to the cabin to appease the emotions of the passengers, and told them that the plane would return in ten minutes.

Finally, Lin Qiye walked up to Wen Qimo who was sitting slumped on the ground. The latter looked at him with slightly raised brows.

"nailed it?"

"I don't know." Lin Qiye shook his head, "The tavern owner and Shiqie Guitong are dead, but the ceremony is still completed, I don't know if the souls of the tavern owner and Shiqie Guitong will be absorbed by the ceremony, if so , they have a 'Chuan' environment, a 'Pool' environment, plus a few corpses in the first class, maybe they can meet the minimum conditions for the ceremony."

Wen Qimo stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to pat Lin Qiye's shoulder, but when he saw the blood on his palm, he took it back with a wry smile.

"You have rescued everyone on this plane and in the residential area, very good. As for the 'mysterious' from the western mist, this should be the responsibility of the 'Phoenix' special team. The next thing , they'll take care of it."

Lin Qiye was taken aback, "Has there been a 'mystery' from the western mist before?"

"Of course, there are only a very small number, but each one is extremely dangerous, otherwise they will not be able to survive in the fog. Once there is a 'mysterious' incident involving the western fog, no matter how big or small, the 'Phoenix' team needs to take over ."

Chapter 238 Phone

"In other words, the functions of each special team are different?" Lin Qiye asked.

"That's right." Wen Qimo nodded, "Squads 001 to 004 are called special teams because their functions are different from ordinary garrison teams.

For example, 004's 'Masquerade' team, their function is to hunt and kill those powerful mysteries that appear in some cities, and the local night watchman team can't handle it. In a sense, their task is the heaviest.

And 003's "Phoenix" team prioritizes handling cases related to the mysteries in the mist outside Great Xia. Such mysteries are usually extremely dangerous, and the Forbidden Ruins are also extremely weird. When there are no new overseas mysteries appearing, they will also Help the 'Masked' squad perform their functions.

002's 'psychic medium' team is specially responsible for hunting down extremely dangerous non-mysterious targets, such as the group of 'gods' in the Church of the Ancient Gods, and the first few seats of [believers]. "

Lin Qiye waited for a long time, but Wen Qimo didn't continue to speak, and he couldn't help but open his mouth in doubt:

"What about Special Squad 001?"

"I don't know, this team is very mysterious and rarely appears in the night watchman's field of vision. Except for a few high-level people, almost no one knows where they are and what they are doing. I only know that this team hardly recruits outsiders. The last time they recruited It should have been more than ten years ago when new members were recruited."

Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully.

"Of course, this so-called division of functions is not absolute, but a difference in priority. After the functions they are responsible for have been completed, all teams need to help the 'Masquerade' team to clear up the powerful mysteries in various parts of Daxia. "

Lin Qiye briefly chatted with Wen Qimo, then got up and walked into the cabin, mentally scanning every corner of the plane repeatedly, trying to find the trace of [Bell Crand].

He searched the cabin, cargo hold, engine, and even the fuel stored in the plane, but the little bug seemed to have evaporated from the world, without the slightest clue.

After searching several times in a row, the plane began to land slowly. Looking out through the porthole, dozens of ambulances had already parked on the ground, and the flickering lights illuminated the dimly lit airport.

In the cockpit, An Qingyu looked like an experienced pilot, skillfully piloting the plane and landing on the ground smoothly.

After the plane came to a complete stop, Xiao Hei first boarded the plane with the mop-up troops, transported all the corpses in the first-class cabin back, rescued Wen Qimo, and then let the passengers off the plane.

Lin Qiye leaned against the driver's cab, watching the passengers go down one by one, and his mental strength was still carefully searching everyone in front of him, looking for the trace of [Bell Crand].

At this moment, An Qingyu took off the black windbreaker covered in blood, and walked out of the cab wearing a clean white shirt. With those black-rimmed glasses, he looked like an ordinary high school student. pregnancy.

"You really don't want to go back to the Night Watchman with me? This time you made a great contribution. After you go back, the higher-ups won't hold you accountable for stealing the corpse. At that time, you won't have to live underground." Lin Qiye said.

An Qingyu smiled, "The night watchman's environment is not suitable for me, I'm just a lunatic who likes to dissect corpses."

"Actually, there are quite a few lunatics among the night watchmen."

"I don't believe them." An Qingyu shook his head, "Anyway, thank you for not arresting me this time, I owe you a favor."

After speaking, he waved to Lin Qiye, mixed with the passengers, and got off the plane.

By the time Lin Qiye got off the plane, almost all the ambulances below had left, the noisy crowd had gone, and the entire airport fell into silence again.

The lights on the plane were turned off, and Lin Qiye walked down the unmanned stairs alone. In the darkness, the stars in the sky were extraordinarily bright.

As soon as he took two steps, a familiar voice came from the side.

"Seven nights!"

Lin Qiye was stunned, turned his head to look, and saw six figures standing not far away, Hongying waved her arms excitedly, and shouted at the top of her voice:

"Seven nights are awesome!!"

After shouting, she stretched out her hands, put her fingertips on top of her head, leaned her body slightly, and smiled at Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye smiled, and walked towards that direction, "Sister Hongying, the voice is so loud, it is easy to attract the staff."

"I don't care." Hongying said indifferently, her eyes gleaming, "Qiye, you just jumped out of the plane and killed the owner of the tavern just now, you look so handsome! Can I learn this trick?"

Chen Muye helplessly pulled back the excited Hongying, looked into Lin Qiye's eyes, his eyes were full of approval,

"This time, our team 136 picked up a treasure..."

Lin Qiye scratched his head in embarrassment.

"We'll collect the specific details when we go back." Chen Muye dragged Hongying, turned and walked towards the distance, "Let's go, close the team."

Just two steps away, Chen Muye's cell phone rang suddenly.

He froze for a moment, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, saw a series of "*" numbers on it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he let go of Hongying's hand.

"Get in the car first, I'll answer the phone."

Chen Muye waved his hands to the crowd, then turned and walked into the darkness.