Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"Mr. Zhang, what's the point of seeing a human face inside the gate?"

Fu Kuan stepped forward and touched it carefully with his hands. The gate was not reflective, and the face inside the gate was not a shadow, but a real face with a ferocious expression.

He quietly opened the sky eye, but for some reason, the sky eye was unable to check the situation between the iron gates.

"Death... that means death."

Zhang Laizi's face was gloomy, he stared at Fu Kuan, wondering what was going on in his mind.

"die……"

Fu Kuan murmured to himself, he didn't know if the cripple was exaggerating or what he was thinking.

But this news made him flustered.

Everyone is afraid of death.

Fu Kuan was no exception, what's more, this world gave him a second life.

Could it be... is it really a stubble this time?
The bitterness in his heart was extremely bitter, he never thought that he would still be unable to escape in the end.

"This is your doom, you must pass!"

Lame Zhang shook his head, and the housekeeper also looked shocked. Lame Zhang paced back and forth in front of the gate with his head down, his feet chaotic, making Fu Kuan's thoughts messy.

"Fu Kuan, did you notice anything unusual before you came to the manor?"

"abnormal?"

Fu Kuan frowned and thought about it, but still shook his head in denial.

"Mr. Zhang, you mean, this face existed before I came?"

"It should be like this..."

Lame Zhang was also somewhat regretful that he hadn't discovered the face on the gate ahead of time.

In fact, he can't be blamed, after all, this face does not exude yin energy, and it is not easy to detect at all, even Fu Kuan needs to concentrate for a long time to vaguely distinguish that this face is his own.

"That old...why is this face so hideous?"

"If nothing else, this is a prophecy."

Fu Kuan was a little puzzled.

Lame Zhang sighed and put his hand on Fu Kuan's shoulder.

"Prophets do exist, and these people use hexagrams to predict people's life and death, and the strongest prophets can accurately predict the cause of death, and what's more, they can also predict your death. ..."

When Fu Kuan heard this, he also swallowed a lot of saliva.

What is this is too terrifying.

"Could it be that the expression on the face on the gate is the last expression of my life?"

Fu Kuan felt like a stick in his throat, and a burst of cold sweat broke out for no reason.

"Yes."

Zhang Laizi did not exaggerate, it was the truth.

"More than ten years ago, there was such a case. However, the place where the face appeared was not on the gate, but in the mirror. This was the scariest place. It was a little girl at that time. The girl is sorry."

"But who knows, this little girl turned out to be the murderer of a serial case, and even killed her parents with blood, not to mention those stray cats and dogs, they were all killed by this harmless girl! "

Fu Kuan's hairs were covered with hairs.

"This girl has an innocent face, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, she did such an outrageous thing. At that time, the girl was scared to death by the face in the mirror, and the expression on the face in the mirror , exactly the same as her expression before she died!"

Fu Kuan panicked.

I haven't done anything harmful to myself.

"I'm not talking about you, I know, you are an upright person, it is absolutely impossible for you to do such a heartless thing, but why did this face come to you..."

"Could it be... blindfold?"

A light flashed in Fu Kuan's mind.

"Blindfolding? What do you mean?"

"Fang Qun?"

Fu Kuan still associated everything with Fang Kuan.

After all, this Fang Qun wants to kill Zhang Laizi wholeheartedly, and he has nothing to do with Fang Qun. Even if the ghost master wants to kill himself, he doesn't need to blame Zhou Zhang, right?

"You mean... this is Fang Kuan's trick?"

"I can't tell, but my intuition tells me that the face on the gate is absolutely impossible to be my death notice..."

Fu Kuan shook his head. Although he believed in this kind of thing, he still believed in himself more.

"I understand what you mean, first enter the house!"

"Um……"

After the three of them entered the manor, nothing strange happened, but a crow suddenly screamed strangely on an old tree in the yard.

And the appearance of this crow is very ugly, it is a one-eyed crow!
"The crow announces the good news, Zhou Xing begins!"

Fu Kuan smiled, crows have always been regarded as a bad omen.

But as everyone knows, a long time ago, this crow was announcing good news, which was an auspicious omen.

But they didn't believe this, the three of them walked into the house, Fu Kuan sat down on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water and drank it down.

"Fu Kuan, what are your plans?"

"Let's find out about Fang Kuan's matter first. Your junior brother is in the dark right now, so I'm not at ease."

"And after that?"

"Su family, I want to see what power the Su family has!"

Zhang Laizi is a smart man, he immediately guessed what Fu Kuan was thinking.

"Do you want to return to the Bureau of Investigation?"

"That's right..."

Although Fu Kuan was a little embarrassed, he could only speak honestly.

"Everyone has their own aspirations, and I don't force you to stay. In fact, I have enough manpower here. You can see that I am very free all day long. I don't look like a busy person. So, don't have any psychological burden."

"I will."

Fu Kuan smiled, he is not a hypocrite, since Zhang Laizi said so, he must think so.

He closed his eyes and meditated, Zhang Laizi didn't bother him.

For a full day, nothing happened.

The next day Fu Kuan went out to check, the face was still on the gate, and this time it became more blurred.

"Why is it blurry, instead of getting clearer..."

Fu Kuan was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, this kind of warning should become more and more obvious, but now it seems that the black hands behind this don't want him to know?

Then what is the point of doing so?
For a moment, Fu Kuan was a little unpredictable.

But what he is worried about now is the Bureau of Investigation.

The Investigation Bureau spread Han Chusheng, that was the bloody bad luck of eight lifetimes.

But as soon as he left, the investigation bureau was at a loss, and Jiang Ning needed to deal with so many tricky things, big and small, so he didn't know how the investigation bureau was doing.

Yan Rushi and Zhou Changsheng hadn't contacted him for such a long time, and he even felt a little uneasy.

Another day, time flies by, Fu Kuan has nothing to do all day, he doesn't know what to do.

In Zhang Laizi's words, Fu Kuan was waiting to die.

Seeing that Fu Kuan was getting more and more decadent day by day, and the face on the gate was becoming more and more blurred day by day, Zhang Laizi made a move.

One night, he brought Fu Kuan directly to a banquet.

This is a banquet for half of the merchants and wealthy gentry in the capital...