If this is a horror movie, everyone may feel a little bit of emotion. The special effects are really realistic, comparable to a real ghost scene, but unfortunately this is not the case.

Everyone here used to be a fresh life. Although they are all orphans, they also have the right to live, and no one can deprive them of it at will.

Song Zheng used to be a monk hitting the clock for a day, and his life was muddling along. Although he always wanted to be an excellent monster catcher, he never forced himself to do his best.

Until this moment, I saw this row of fresh lives passing away quietly.

I feel depressed.

The meeting room was very quiet, as if there was an extremely low air pressure surrounding it.

Everyone was silent.

He Lan's eyes swept around, and suddenly patted Song Zheng's shoulder, and said in a calm voice, "Come and tell them, what is the cause of death?"

Song Zheng was suddenly called by his name, and he was shocked. He felt like he was back in class when he was called by the teacher to answer questions.

He was just guessing what the cause of death was, but he mentioned this guess to He Lan a week ago.

Song Zheng glanced at He Lan, just in time to meet his gaze.

He subconsciously withdrew his gaze, raised his voice and said, "Judging from the conditions and process of the deaths of these people, this should be some kind of sacrifice."

"Sacrifice?"

"Didn't you say before that it was just a monster?"

"What does sacrifice mean, why have I never heard of it?"

There was a whisper from below, everyone was not only curious about Song Zheng, but even more curious about what he said.

Song Zheng listened to it and found it even more strange. How could anyone have never heard of sacrifice?

He Lan: "Continue talking."

Song Zheng cleared his throat and continued: "These people do look like they have been sucked out of their essence by monsters, but just a week ago I came into contact with Zheng Yuan, who was second to last, and after fighting, I found that he is not only It's as simple as being possessed by a monster."

Someone was whispering below, and everyone was sharing their thoughts.

What Song Zheng thought of was what the young man should have looked like that night before he was controlled.

Young, energetic, with a mind of its own.

"He wasn't possessed by a monster, but he made a deal with that thing at the cost of his life." When he said this, Song Zheng's voice was a little low.

"This is a kind of sacrifice. It should be a kind of secret method that we don't know. By inducing these young people to voluntarily complete the transaction."

That's all Song Zheng knew, and he analyzed everything he knew.

The meeting room was quiet for a while, and then it became a mess.

"Doesn't that mean it's another cult organization?"

"What kind of secret method is sacrifice?"

"Can you explain in detail?"

……

Coming out of the conference room, Song Zheng's head hurts.

He didn't pay attention to what was said later. He only knew that he was going to be the bait. No one should know about it, including the sacrifice that he had just mentioned.

But He Lan knew all of this, why didn't he say it before, it can't be that Jinkou is hard to say, just wait for him to come!

Afterwards, the meeting did not discuss any results, and He Lan just asked them to go back to study the information about the sacrifice, and increase monitoring and observation by the way.

Song Zheng waited outside the door with his suitcase.

He Lan was the last one to come out. He looked at Song Zheng's luggage and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Song Zheng was taken aback: "Where are you going?"

He Lan: "Aren't you looking for a place to live? The Alliance has a staff dormitory. I'll take you there."

Song Zheng: "Don't you want to apply?"

He Lan: "I've already applied for it for you."

Seeing his sudden bright eyes, He Lan couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his hair. Only by keeping this child under his nose can he feel at ease.

"Thank you, teacher."

Song Zheng really felt that He Lan was a nice person, and he didn't know how the rumors about him being unkind came out.

"Let's go, pack your things, I have something to arrange."

Song Zheng followed behind with a suitcase.

Until I saw the so-called staff quarters.

If the luxuriously decorated small apartment with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom in front of us is just a staff dormitory, then their dilapidated bookstore is a crumbling thatched cottage.

Song Zheng stood hesitantly at the door, unsure: "The salary of civil servants is so high now?"

He Lan entered the door and opened the curtains with the remote control, and opened the window smoothly.

The slightly cool wind instantly blew on Song Zheng's face through the window and through the open door.

The house must have been unoccupied for a long time.

Song Zheng thought.

"Do you think this salary is high?"

He Lan casually clicked on the sweeping robot on the side, and the little ball began to wander around automatically, and it would automatically back and turn when it encountered a wall.

"All the employees of the Monster Hunting Alliance are not doing the work of ordinary people, but they are all working hard to protect the safety of the people, and they should be treated like this."

He Lan was very familiar with this room, it was like going back to her own home.

Song Zheng entered the door with a suitcase, looked left and right, and asked, "Teacher has been here?"

He Lan paused for a second, and said casually, "The staff dormitories are all the same, and I live right across from you."

Song Zheng: "..."

Song Zheng: "Is this building a staff dormitory?"

He Lan said without changing his face: "The staff dormitory building is actually full. It is in the next door community. This building is newly built. There are not many people living in it. There are also some ordinary people living in this building. .”

Song Zheng: Why do you feel that the more you listen to it, the more strange it becomes?

He Lan didn't give him a chance to react, so he took out a document from somewhere and handed it to him with a serious face.

"Here is all the analysis information about this case, including the victim's identity, personality, people he had contact with during his lifetime, and the scope of activities of these people. Take a closer look."

Song Zheng put the luggage in the living room, took the documents, thought of the meeting, and asked in confusion: "Teacher, why do I feel that those who are meeting today don't know the next plan?"

He Lan looked at him faintly: "Guess?"

In an instant, countless years flashed through Song Zheng's mind, and finally he fixed on the thought that flashed through the only meeting: "Do you suspect that there are traitors in the alliance?"

"The head melon is not bad."

He Lan stood beside him, looking at the man who was half a head shorter than him, couldn't help but pressed his head.

"Except for the Zheng Yuan who fought against you, all the victims were already dead when we got the news and rushed to the scene. It's all a coincidence."

Song Zheng said expressionlessly, "Teacher, don't touch a man's head casually."

He Lan said unhurriedly: "Really?"

Song Zheng didn't answer, his eyes scanned the information carefully, but he complained in his heart: These days, there are spies everywhere, so live well, okay?

However, this is indeed a coincidence, that is to say, he has just been on the first day of work. In addition to catching this behind-the-scenes person, he also needs to guard against spies.

Song Zheng frowned, and didn't know if the alliance had bonuses for overtime work.

"Who the traitor is, I already have a guess, you just need to help lure this person out."

He Lan reached out and clicked on the document.

Song Zheng looked over.

All the selected people are young people in their twenties, the youngest is 19 years old, and the oldest is 25 years old. All of them are orphans.

The most crucial point is that they have all been to a bar.

"Actually, this bar was not the focus of the investigation at the beginning. It wasn't until the appearance of the last deceased, who was a frequent visitor to this bar, that I discovered that all the deceased had been to this bar."

He Lan turned on the phone and projected the picture in his hand on the wall like a 3D movie.

"I also went in in disguise, but it was strange, and I didn't feel a trace of evil spirit. Normally, it seemed that all the speculations were false."

Song Zheng looked at the bar. The bar in the picture was very ordinary. Although he had never been to it, he had heard from the people in the dormitory that it was a feast for the eyes.

At first glance, there is nothing special about it.

"What do I need to do, should I prepare for it?"

Song Zheng thought, the person behind it would definitely not choose unconditionally, and there must be other factors to connect these few people together.

If he wants to lure this person out, he must have a special reason!

He Lan sized up Song Zheng, and finally said: "After you go in, just pretend to be broken-hearted!"

Song Zheng: "..." What?

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