No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"Now, you should die!"

As soon as the hermit's voice fell, the indifferent eyes of the black-robed monster suddenly froze, and the pupils slowly spread, and soon fell silent.

"Next, we should clean up all of you little fish and shrimps!" The hermit walked over the cold corpse of the weird man in black robe, and walked towards the members of the Ghost Story Association and An Donglin.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a skinny and familiar figure, and memories of unbearable pain emerged in his mind, "Is it you?"

The familiar figure that appeared in the eyes of the hermit was Fatty Qian. He once showed up with Su Che in the No. [-] ward of Qingshan Mental Hospital, and was naturally recorded by the hermit.

"Ah..." Fatty Qian was at a loss for words, and after a moment of silence, he shouted, "Uncle, you must have misidentified the person, we have never met!"

Then he turned around and left, shouting as he ran, "The hermit killed someone, Mr. Su help!"

The dazzling blazing blue arc illuminated the large area of ​​darkness near the Tangshan Reservoir, and the terrifying and powerful whistling sound continued to hum, and Su Che's side seemed to become a thunderstorm area ravaged by thunder and lightning.

Dragging the long black robe, the pale skeleton with a hood that makes it difficult to see the face appears and disappears. The blood-stained iron chains and hooks encircling the two heads in its hands are undoubtedly excellent conductive materials. Su Che continued With the highest power output of Professor Yang's whip, the blazing blue arc was output, and the blood-stained iron chain, hook and sickle, and the silver metal tip of Professor Yang's whip all became red and hot under the extremely powerful current output.

Until the blood-stained iron chain and hook sickle were completely burned red by the current resistance, the pale skeleton wearing a hood finally couldn't stand it anymore, and the figure gradually faded and disappeared. It was not clear from the picture, holding a noose in one hand, and holding it in the other. A gold-edged Tarot card in the shape of a silhouette of a hooked sickle appeared from the place where the pale skeleton disappeared, and finally fell into Su Che's hand.

"No! How dare you take away my things!" The hermit roared angrily the moment the gold-edged Tarot card fell into Su Che's hand.

Almost immediately, the blood-stained bone-chopping knife appeared with a clang, and swayed in the wind like weeds. The hermit who was walking towards Fatty Qian had no resistance to being cut into two pieces by the blood-stained bone-chopping knife, and his internal organs came out of his abdominal cavity. Squirt out, leaving only a little bit uncut throat connected.

At the last moment, the hermit stared at Su Che with wide eyes, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his heart, "Whether it's you, or the one who stabbed me with a chainsaw in Qingshan Mental Hospital and threw this long knife at me... Cursed doctor, I must let you two live or die."

"I will definitely be back!"

"Why did someone say this in front of me again?" Su Che stuffed the gold-edged Tarot card representing death into his pocket, then scratched his head, "Do you think you are Big Big Wolf?"

At this moment, Su Che couldn't help but see the ultimate tormentor—the Spoon Killer.

The blood-stained bone cutting knife and the spoon killer combined doubles, the hermit would never dare to say such cruel words again, but it's a pity that he didn't know the hermit's real name, otherwise, he would definitely not have as much juice as the hermit.

"By the way, the hermit seems to be the doctor who treated Bai Jing's body burns before, and she probably knows the hermit's name!" Su Che became interested, "It's not rude to come and go, a blood-stained bone cutter is not enough for you , I’ll give you a big gift when I go back!”

Chapter 420 The fourth ghost must die!

The Xicheng Criminal Police Detachment still had people coming and going late at night, with a look of enthusiasm, but everyone had a solemn expression on their faces.

Chen Ruiguang's office has been requisitioned, and the blackboard on the wall is covered with new or old photos, one-third of which are about the topographic map of the riverbed of the river bar and a small part of Dongjiang Guoan who died in the line of duty. The photos of the members, with a thick stack of personal files attached, the last part is all about the intelligence analysis of the pendulum of death.

In addition, some intelligence information about the Tarot Society is also displayed in the corner of the blackboard on the wall.

"The situation under the River Barrier Bridge is not optimistic. There are more graves raised on the riverbed than ten years ago. We still can't tell which graves have ghosts and which ones don't. Moreover, for ten years, the River Barrier The ghosts in the tombs on the riverbed below the bridge are not only the ghosts that escaped from our victims, but the pendulum clock is surrounded by natural ghosts, which are more dangerous than the Nanfeng ghost town you experienced before, old Zhao!"

It was Zhou Tan who was speaking. His recent state was a bit strange. The itching produced by his ghost eyes miraculously disappeared a few days ago after being irradiated by the paper lamp, and he didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that his ghost eyes had somehow become It's getting colder.

The solemn expression on Zhao Tailai's face moved when he heard the sound, and finally he said in a deep voice, "I know the situation under the River Barrier Bridge is very dangerous, but we have no choice. No good news, the pendulum clock is half an hour off, we should have enough time!"

"By the way, what's going on with the cult organization Tarot Club that sneaked into Jiangcheng recently?" Zhou Tan asked suddenly.

Zhao Tailai replied very cryptically, "Our informant who has infiltrated the Tarot Society has already obtained the identity of a core member. We only need to report the arrangement of the Tarot Society in Dongjiang, and we can start the network collection operation."

"Yesterday morning, the inspection report on the corpse excavated from the hiding place of Granny Meng in Xixi Lane came out. This corpse..." Zhao Tailai paused, and continued, "It is the same as four years ago when we cooperated with the Han Dongwu Police Special Service Team. In the mountainous area at the junction of the two provinces, the DNA verification results of the hermit, the core member of the exterminated Tarot Society, were completely consistent. Their identities can be traced back to a burn doctor in Jingcheng and another man with no specific identity information. Take half of two irrelevant people and put them together!"

"The burn doctor in Jingcheng has been missing for many years. He should have joined the Tarot Society. The man without specific identity information is the same as four years ago, and there is still no clue."

"We have carefully compared the two corpses with the same DNA results. Their physical characteristics are fundamentally different. All of this is too weird and evil... The hermit is probably not dead, he is in Jiangcheng now! "

"Cut the grass without eradicating the roots, and the spring wind blows and regenerates." Zhao Tailai subconsciously wanted to slap the table, but he obviously felt lonely without hands. "The cult organization Tarot Society must be completely eradicated, and they cannot be given a chance to come back again!"

Zhou Tan sighed deeply, "Spiritual events are happening more and more frequently, and the bureau is severely understaffed. It is unrealistic to organize a comprehensive and thorough cleanup like four years ago, and the focus now should be It's the ghost under the bridge that blocks the river."

"But having said that." Zhou Tan changed the topic, "The reverse imitation work of the special bullet left by Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen last time, went smoothly, and the effect is much better than the bullets we made ourselves before. With this bullet , ordinary people who have been trained can also handle some simple supernatural events, although the group of magic sticks engaged in supernatural event research are not very good at creativity, but the ability to imitate copycats is absolutely top-notch, nothing to say!"

"It's a pity that the time is too tight, and the transformation project to adapt to heavy firearms and ammunition is progressing slowly. Otherwise, heavy artillery can completely blow up all the graves on the riverbed below the bridge and hit Huanglong directly!"

Zhao Tailai deeply agrees with Zhou Tan's divergent thinking. He is not a patient with insufficient firepower phobia. He finally got the prototype material of a thermal weapon that is lethal to ghosts. I am sorry for the special bullets sent by Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen.

"No way, we can't wait anymore. The special bullet prototype sent by Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, can effectively kill the ghost, but it has little effect on the ghost in red. Although our imitation is not as lethal as the prototype, it is better in quantity Many. Moreover, Captain Zhu of the No. 8 Action Team of the Sixth Division, who disappeared in the ghosts of Huanggang Village ten years ago, will be able to arrive at Jiangcheng before dawn. The rest is up to you!"

Zhou Tan nodded silently.

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Hu Chi Hu Chi, Hu Chi Hu Chi.

There was a rapid gasp.

The rolled up white eyes of the woman in the mask and the old man in the peaked cap shrank suddenly. They regained consciousness from a fainting state. The sound of heavy footsteps came from their ears. They found themselves being carried on the shoulders by a fat and ugly woman. run wildly.

"what happened?"

"What about the hermit?"

The two uttered their voices one after another, and the only image remaining in their minds was the image of the blazing blue arc striking themselves, and they didn't know what happened after that.

"The black-robed monster who met us was killed by the hermit, but before he died, he severely injured the hermit and won us a chance to escape." Su Che said sadly, "He left a last word, and the hermit has seriously threatened the association's future. The plan in progress requires us to contact the other core members of the association as soon as possible to wipe out the hermit as quickly as possible!"

"What? Another core member was killed by the hermit? Then his tarot cards..." The woman in the mask first realized that the environment she was in did not allow her to show her love for the core member's tarot cards nakedly. Eager, quickly shut down.

Su Che's eyes flickered with unconcealable anger, "The black-cloaked eccentric Tarot card was clearly handed over to me, but it was snatched away by the damned hermit. I, Su, will never spare him!"

"You?" The woman in the mask and the old man in the peaked cap obviously didn't believe Su Che's nonsense. This crazy Mr. Su shot at the weird man in black robe as soon as he saw him. When they were inseparable, they beat the friendly army hard, causing the black-robed monster to be seriously injured.

He'll hand the tarot cards to you madman?

I think you must have snatched the black-robed monster when he was about to be killed by the hermit, but you were taught to be a man by the hermit!

"I just joined the Tarot Society not long ago. Do you know how to contact other core members of the Tarot Society? The black-robed monster who met us was killed by the hermit..." Su Che hesitated to speak, Pretending to be very distressed.

Seeing this, the masked woman said repeatedly, "Don't worry about this. The purpose of our meeting at Tangshan Reservoir this time is to go to the hidden stronghold that the association left in Jiangcheng to discuss the specific measures for implementing the plan and assign tasks. There must be other cores there. The members stay behind, we have to hurry and tell them about the hermit attacking us and killing the core members!"

"And this damn ghost." The masked woman looked at Brother Liu and gritted her teeth, "The ghost must die!"

Keep pulling hips, don't wait today

I continued to pull my hips, and my condition today was worse than yesterday. I woke up early in the morning with a sore throat and could not speak, and my tonsils were inexplicably inflamed and festered.

Don't wait, everyone, I'll go to bed early and take it easy.

The current debt is even more: 35+2+2+2=41 chapters, good guy QAQ, there are more and more debts without opening rewards. It's still on.

Orz...kneeled.

Chapter 420 There are quite a lot of ghost scenes sent by you, the note!

Regarding what the masked woman said, Su Che and everyone in the Ghost Story Association deeply agreed, and said in unison, "That's right, the ghost must die!"

In the middle of the night, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the dim moonlight was the only source of light. The cool wind in the mountains and forests touched the calm water surface of Tangshan Reservoir in the distance, stirring up sparkling ripples, reflecting a trace of cool light.

Before arriving at the meeting place near the Tangshan Reservoir, the strange man in black robe and the young man in the peaked cap who came to meet everyone were killed in the wilderness under the attack of the hermit. It must be a lie to say that there is no fluctuation in their hearts.

But neither the masked woman nor the old peaked cap man dared to go any further, especially the masked woman was even more afraid to speak. She looked deeply at Su Che and the members of the Guild of Ghost Story.

In her eyes, there are many doubts about Su Che and Britney, Kuang Cheng, and Fatty Qian from the Ghost Story Association. Although Su Che has repeatedly stated that he has just joined the Tarot Society for a few days, some common sense things are definitely not simple Simply saying that I just joined the Tarot Society can fool me.

Combined with Su Che's brazen shooting of the friendly army after the hermit appeared, the masked woman pieced together all the clues she had seen and heard.

so......

there is only one truth!

Brother Liu was definitely not the only one who sneaked into the Tarot Club. If Brother Liu was the ghost who sneaked into the Tarot Club from Dongjiang Guoan, then the crazy Mr. Su in front of him and the suspicious and strange talk The three members of the association are undoubtedly the ghosts who the hermit intends to break into the Tarot Society.

First, grab the note and break into the Tarot Club to deceive the inner ghosts to gain trust, then attack and kill the core members who came to join the meeting to amplify the fear of the Tarot Club members, and finally let those of us who were frightened by the attack take you to the tower Will Luo Hui's secret stronghold in Jiangcheng be wiped out in one go?

"The hermit wants to use this group of inner ghosts to attract more core members of the Tarot Society, and then hunt them down one by one!" The masked woman instantly felt that she had insight into the truth of everything.

The body couldn't help trembling slightly, and the woman in the mask was even stunned by her speculation, and her body was immediately wrapped in bone-piercing cold, "The hermit's appearance this time really wants to completely destroy the Tarot Society."

"The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, no matter how cunning and ruthless you gangsters are, you can't escape my eyes!" The corners of the mouth under the mask sneered, "You are looking for your own death, maybe I can use this as an excuse By virtue of this, get the Tarot card to become a core member from the Fool!"

Now that Su Che, the three members of the Ghost Story Association, and Brother Liu who was captured by Su Che are identified as the ghosts sent by two different groups, it is particularly important to find someone who can be trusted to fight against the paralyzed ghosts.

The old man in the peaked cap was attacked by Su Che along with her. He seemed to be one of his own, but it might be a cruel trick, so he couldn't be completely trusted; while the other was a dead man with corpse spots all over his body... The woman in the mask thought about it carefully, and vaguely remembered that An Donglin and Su Che were sitting very close to each other on the 714 bus, and they had spoken to each other. They seemed to be very familiar, and they couldn't be trusted.

At this point in her thoughts, the woman in the mask couldn't help but gasp, "This situation is like there is no urine in the wine, and I am surrounded by ghosts!"

I am the only member of the Tarot Society cult organization, is it really the ghost of all members?

At this moment, the woman in the mask thought in her heart, "Fuck the Tarot Club, join if you can't beat it, or I will betray the Tarot Club and become an insider?" ' Thoughts.

Of course, this is just an idea. After the hermit betrayed the Tarot Society and started hunting down the core members, she couldn't bear the price of betrayal.

The masked woman with ulterior motives led the way, and after walking for more than half an hour along the small trail hidden in the weeds, Su Che and the others felt a sudden enlightenment, various buildings scattered in the valley came into view. in people's sight.

Through the incomplete and faded signboards in front of the buildings, Su Che can vaguely distinguish the former functions of these abandoned buildings hidden in the deep mountains and old forests.

The faded words like 'vacation', 'leisure', 'farm' and 'mountain' are particularly conspicuous, and Su Che even saw the words 'pig breeding factory' in a relatively remote corner.

There are collapsed houses covered with moss and submerged in dense branches and leaves, full of a wild, desolate and gloomy smell that is rarely seen by people.

A group of people stood outside the abandoned buildings, and the woman in the mask continued to move forward, not daring to look back at Su Che and the others, so as not to be found out that she knew they were insiders.

"It's here, follow me." The voice of the masked woman floated from afar.

Su Che and his group hurriedly followed, and not long after, they came near the abandoned buildings, when a voice came from a collapsed house.

"You are late."

A short, hunchback boy who looked about seven or eight years old in height, but with an unshaven beard and a vicious face jumped out of the dark collapsed house, glanced at the masked woman with a dark look, and then glared at the group of people.

"Why are you the only one? Where's the magician? Why didn't he come with you?" His voice was very rough, giving off a rough feeling of sandpaper rubbing against stones.

The masked woman ran up behind the vicious boy and shouted at the top of her voice, "The magician was attacked by the hermit and died near the Tangshan Reservoir. They are all the ghosts of the hermit trying to break into the association. Call someone!" Come out and kill them!"

The vicious boy looked horrified and backed away again and again, not daring to say anything, "What? Are you sure you're not joking?"

"Big brother, don't listen to this crazy woman's nonsense." Su Che stepped forward, and calmly said under the vigilant boy's vigilant expression, "We have one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven people, seven ghosts! If you say we are inside ghosts, then who are you who brought us here? An insider who abandoned the dark for the light, or a leading party who repented and led the inside ghosts to attack their lair?"

"I..." The woman in the mask was at a loss for words for a while, but she obviously wouldn't give up, and she sneered, "You shot the magician as soon as you met, and then you shot at the magician and the hermit when they were desperate The black gun hit the friendly army, not only that, but also me and him..."

The woman in the mask pointed at the old man in the peaked cap and continued, "I was so charged that I couldn't take care of myself, and passed out on the spot. When we woke up, we would say that the magician and the hermit died together. Do you think I will believe this lame excuse? "

"You! You! You! And you!" The masked woman pointed at Su Che, Xiao Tiantian, Kuang Cheng, and Fatty Qian in one breath, "There is no doubt that the four of you are all hermits who broke into the Tarot Society." ghost!"

The vicious boy was stunned, never expecting that the woman in the mask would say such explosive news, "Wait, the magician was killed by the hermit, and you survived the hermit's attack, and you all accused each other of being a criminal." ghost?"

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he looked back and forth between the masked woman in front of him and Su Che's group behind him. He had a slight impression of the masked woman, who should be an old man of the association, and she would run around naked at night doing body painting, At first glance, he was an authentic crazy cultist.

And Su Che and his party are not inferior in the slightest, the half-human half-corpse covered with black hair, the vicious gangsters parasitized by starving ghosts, the terrifying tank possessed by resentment, the lifeless living dead... a person who is more than a match for them... One is weird, one is less like a living person than the other.