They finally found the hiding place of the other victims on West Avenue.

This narrow alley is hidden in the meat and vegetable market, the sound of butchers waving their knives is endless, and the blood of animals is dripping on the ground, and it will splash on the clothes if you are not careful.

At first glance, everyone was stunned when they saw a group of policemen coming, but seeing their serious expressions, everyone fell silent with insight.

Walking in from the alley, there is an old house at the end, the outside of the house is overgrown with weeds, and the exterior wall of the house has fallen off, revealing the mottled time.

This alley is full of potholes and mud, and there are many stray cats passing by outside. Yan Boxuan once investigated this place and was covered in cat fur. Unfortunately, Shen Mingfei hid it too deeply at that time, so he couldn't find anything.

They unlocked the door of the old house. The house sat in the shade, the light was not good, and the air was filled with a damp smell. A dozen pairs of eyes stared at them, shining faintly in the dimness.

Everyone's scalps went numb, and goosebumps appeared all over their bodies. Someone couldn't help cursing: "What the hell is Shen Mingfei doing!"

"That's... a cat, right?"

Everyone took a closer look and found that the ground was really full of cats. Yan Boxuan subconsciously raised his hand to cover his nose.

"Are you allergic to cat hair?" Seeing his actions, Xu Qin couldn't help asking.

Yan Boxuan let out a "hmm".

Xu Qin sighed sympathetically in his heart, Yan Boxuan had lost a lot of weight recently, and his cheeks were sunken.Speaking of which, this kid is so pitiful, the murderer who has been tracked down for so long is actually his bedside person.But I didn't expect him to be an undercover agent. No wonder he couldn't find anything at first.

Everyone began to conduct a carpet search in this house, and someone shouted: "Boss, this floor tile is hollow!"

Everyone gathered around, pried open the floor tile, and a dark passage appeared in front of them.

The stairs are going down, and you can't see your fingers, as if you are going to the end of hell.

The policeman walked down step by step with a flashlight. Because the sun has not been seen all year round, the humidity in the basement is heavier, the ceiling is seeping water, and many places are moldy. They can't help but frown.

The passage is very long, until it reaches the bottom, everyone has a sense of being down-to-earth.

"Everyone split up to look for clues," the captain said.

However, this floor was empty, and there was no clue of the victim. Suddenly someone said: "Look, there is an escalator here!"

Everyone went down the escalator and finally saw a secret room.Only one young man with blond hair and blue eyes was locked in the secret room, lying on the ground dying.

"Fuck? There are foreigners?" The policeman checked the missing list.

Seeing them coming, the young man's eyes lit up first, then lost his spirit, and asked weakly in blunt Chinese: "Where is Mr. Shen?"

"Dead, we came to rescue you."

The young man opened his eyes slightly, and screamed in disbelief: "No, it's impossible...Mr. Shen promised me...that he will come to see me..."

He shouted so loudly that his voice almost broke, and someone couldn't help muttering: "This can't be Stockholm Syndrome."

Yan Boxuan pursed his lips and said nothing.

They later found several other victims, who were imprisoned in different secret rooms.This underground is like a labyrinth, as if to prevent the victim from escaping, many passages are designed with twists and turns, and some places have only entrances and no exits.

They came to an iron door and pried it open forcefully. The scene inside was horrifying.

This secret room is different from others. There is only an iron bed in the center, and various instruments of torture are hung on the wall, emitting a cold light, as if silently paying attention to these foreign invaders.

"Fuck." Someone cursed in a low voice.

The secret room was cleaned very cleanly, not even a trace of blood was left, but the image of the victim lying on the cold iron bed, and Shen Mingfei removing his limbs with a deadpan expression still seemed to appear before everyone's eyes...

There is also a secret door in this room, and inside the secret door is another small room.There is a small bed and a desk in this small room, which seems to have some traces of life.

The desk was tidy, and the books didn't even protrude from the corners.They found several blank envelopes and letter paper in the drawer, but no stamps.

There is also a diary in the drawer, with a big smiling face drawn on the blank space of the title page.

"March 3th, sunny. I picked up a blue-eyed Persian cat, and it still clings to me. It's so cute.

……

October 10, cloudy.Picked up a stray cat.

The cat I picked up was disobedient and even scratched me.Ah.

……

October 10, overcast.I found that the rat in the sewer was spying on me, tsk, keep it for now, maybe it will be useful in the future.

……

October 10th, sunny.What's for dinner tonight?

……

November 11th, overcast.The rat in the sewer dared to threaten me?

……

……

Shen Feiming"

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In fact, I wrote the extra episode yesterday, and I struggled for a long time whether to post it... If it causes discomfort, please don't hit me _(:з」∠)_

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