Weird Regulator

The night wind blew the plastic sheeting, making a rustling sound.

In the cramped room, the dim yellow light shines on people's faces, making everything look particularly weird.

The scene fell into a long period of depression following Nong Yueke's words.

The two clerks were frozen in place, their hearts beating loudly and their breathing getting faster and faster.

The man suspected of suffering from mental illness leaned forward oppressively, his hateful face full of ferocity.

Oh my God!

Guo Liang was the first to bear it no longer, screamed, turned around and ran out.

Shao Yongan suppressed his racing heart, picked up the spray with a flick of his sleeve, and sprayed it on Nong Yueke's face.

After doing this, he didn't have time to look back and observe, so he supported the wall and fled.

Due to excessive nervousness, Guo Liang grabbed the door handle with both hands and fell at the door.

Shao Yongan cursed, pushed Guo Liang, and squeezed out as hard as he could.

Both of them wished they could grow more legs and escape from this house that made them feel uncomfortable.

The room was already crowded with clutter. In their panic, they pushed over many suitcases in the corner and broke the dishes on the table.

For a moment, the inside of the house was extremely chaotic, and there were all kinds of sounds.

Guo Liang rushed to the door and opened the lock with trembling hands, but he was in a hurry and did not open it for a while.

Shao Yongan focused on the entrance of the kitchen. The old lady never appeared again after entering it.

The house was in a mess now, and she didn't come out to check.

It seemed that Nong Yue was not lying. The person who opened the door for them was definitely not a living person.

Hurry up!

This discovery made Shao Yongan even more anxious. He patted Guo Liang hard on the back and urged.

Immediately, immediately... ready!

As the door lock made a metallic sound, the door finally opened a crack.

Guo Liang bumped his shoulder, rushed out, and turned around to pull Shao Yongan.

Before Shao Yongan left the house, he looked at the bedroom with the door open.

Nong Yueke was still sitting on the bedside, maintaining the same posture and making no further moves.

At the same time, the white water vapor hit his body, but it did not turn red.

Shao Yongan blinked, his mind went blank, and then Guo Liang closed the door fiercely, making a loud noise in the corridor.

Everything in Room 202 will no longer be displayed to the public.

The two stood in the corridor, but they forgot to leave for the first time, and just kept breathing heavily.

Minutes and seconds passed, and everything in the house was safe and sound, and no further accidents occurred.

Guo Liang's forehead was already covered with sweat. After wiping it away, he said intermittently:

Are we...are we overreacting? It seems like there is no ghost?

Shao Yongan scratched his cheek, leaned on the railing, and began to think about it.

Nong Yue is a psychopath. Can what he says really be believed?

Although the old lady never showed up again, it cannot be said that she is definitely a ghost.

Moreover, the color of the spray does not turn red, which means that Nong Yueke does not have any supernatural power...

Shao Yongan took a breath, adjusted his glasses, glanced at Guo Liang, and complained:

You were shouting like you were killing a pig, which made me nervous.

This situation doesn't mean there must be a ghost. Why are we running out in such a hurry?

Guo Liang sighed, not daring to refute in the face of his responsibilities.

They haven't done any missions for a long time, and this time they were promoted to four stars, so they couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

Anyway, the goal has been achieved, let's leave quickly.

Shao Yongan put away the spray, pulled the dazed Guo Liang, and was about to leave.

At this time, the door of 201 was suddenly pushed open, revealing a strong man holding a kitchen knife.

The strong man had a strong back and a sinister face. He held a knife and cursed loudly:

What the f*ck is going on with you guys? You're making a lot of noise at night, do you have any quality!

As soon as Guo Liang saw him, he thought of Nong Yueke and shrank his neck without saying anything.

Shao Yongan put his hands together and apologized:

Sorry, we just came to treat patient 202. I'm disturbing your rest. I'm leaving now.

Who knew that the strong man was stunned when he heard this and asked:

See a doctor? What kind of disease are you seeing?

202 The mentally ill man was hanged to death last month, and the old lady also drank pesticides. Who are you treating?

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Deng Yiwen held a black notebook in one hand and kept ringing the doorbell of the villa with the other hand.

Her ordinary face showed extremely strong uneasiness and tension.

As he knocked on the door, he kept wandering around and looked at the two men beside him.

Niu Luo patted Deng Yiwen's arm gently, showed a reassuring smile, and comforted:

Ms. Deng, be brave. We are just investigating before the mission. There will be no accidents.

Wen Yongxin stood at the foot of the steps smoking a cigarette, looking up at the three-story villa in front of him, secretly speechless.

This rich man is great. I can live in a house like this anytime soon, tsk tsk tsk.

Deng Yiwen kept taking deep breaths, but asked with a hint of urgency:

Brother Niu, why haven't you opened the door for so long?

The house is big. Maybe the newlyweds are busy at this time.

Wen Yongxin was holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking unconventional, and his expression was rather vulgar when he spoke.

Deng Yiwen was simple-minded and did not understand what this sentence meant.

We've finished our meal by now, what's there to do?

Niu Luo glared at Wen Yongxin fiercely, turned his head and said he would wait patiently.

Since the most needed tool for this person-finding operation is the detection of criminal objects, the groups are also divided according to the number of criminal objects.

Deng Yiwen, Niu Luo, and Wen Yongxin are from the third, fourth, and ninth branches respectively.

Among the three of them, only Deng Yiwen has the ability to detect criminal objects, so they are grouped together.

Since Shao Yong'an and Guo Liang both came from the Sixth Branch and borrowed Luo Xian's detectable crime objects, they should act together.

And Chen Jie, the previous mature woman, comes from the Eighth Branch, and she has strong abilities and is capable of detecting sexual crimes.

Therefore, she is personally responsible for the investigation of the remaining 12 non-key targets.

While waiting for the door to open, Niu Luo looked through the information provided by Lan Yu again.

Nong Yueke, female, 28 years old, manager of a gold store.

On November 1st, he married Sun Zhong and was newlywed.

On November 30, Nong Yueke called the police and reported domestic violence;

On December 3, Nong Yueke filed a lawsuit against her husband Sun Zhong in court;

On December 5, Nongyue can withdraw the lawsuit;

On December 7, Nong Yueke resigned from his position as manager and stayed behind closed doors.

Niu Luo didn't know what was going on with Shao Yongan, but he also said something similar to Guo Liang:

Nong Yueke's experience is quite strange, but domestic violence probably has nothing to do with supernatural beings, right?

Deng Yiwen pursed her lips, rang the doorbell again, and analyzed:

I think what Mr. Lan means is that maybe Nong Yueke's abnormality was caused by this domestic violence.

After five minutes of knocking, the door was finally pushed open from the inside.

Standing in front of the three people was a young woman with exquisite makeup and elegant manners.

The woman raised her beautiful eyes, looked at the three of them repeatedly, and asked softly:

Excuse me, who are you looking for?

Niu Luo frowned at first, then showed a kind smile and asked:

Are you Ms. Nong Yueke?

The woman nodded suspiciously.

After receiving a positive answer, the three clerks looked at each other, feeling a little confused.

Because the woman standing in front of her didn't look like a poor wife suffering from domestic violence.