Demon Lord Rescue Plan [Transmigration Book]

Gu Xiangyang took a step back in shock, staring at the shattered mirror, and heard Fu Chang say: "There is still a trace of yin in this mirror, there should be something that uses the mirror as a medium to control people to commit suicide."

Faced with such a bloody scene, Fu Chang had no abnormal expression on his face. He knelt down and picked up a fragment of the mirror, looked at it carefully, and then took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wrap it up.

Gu Xiangyang looked at the blood all over the ground, and he couldn't bear it, and said: "I don't know what method to use to shed so much blood."

There were no other noticeable clues in the toilet, and the two checked the other two rooms where college students lived, but found nothing.

Not wanting to waste much time here, Fu Chang took Gu Xiangyang to the local police station by car.

Not long after the car started, Gu Xiangyang's cell phone rang.

Seeing the name of the caller, Gu Xiangyang quickly started the call.

"Hello, Brother Lin."

"Someone has already delivered the food to the room. It is the local food you are interested in. I will go back in a while. If you are hungry, you can eat first without waiting for me." Qiu Yilin's magnetic voice sounded.

Gu Xiangyang touched his nose guiltily, and said, "I'm going out to play by myself, and I'll go back later."

Qiu Yilin was silent for a while, and said: "Then you have fun, remember to eat lunch."

"Brother Qiu, the filming of this scene will start soon." The voice of the staff carefully urging came from the phone.

"I have something else to do, hang up first."

"Okay, brother Lin, goodbye."

"It's the brother who brought me to call." Gu Xiangyang explained to Fu Chang.

The taxi stopped in front of the gate of the police station. As soon as the two of them got out of the car, they heard someone laughing. Looking around, they saw a tall young man in police uniform walking up to the two of them, his eyes shining, "Which one of you is that?" Was it sent by the higher authorities?"

"I am." Fu Chang shook hands with him and asked, "Is that sane person still here?"

"Knowing that you are coming, of course we will keep him and wait for your inquiry." The man enthusiastically grabbed Fu Chang's hand while looking at Gu Xiangyang who was standing aside, and asked, "Is this your partner?"

Fu Changdao: "Yes." He introduced to Gu Xiangyang, "He is the receptionist arranged by the superior and is responsible for providing assistance for our actions."

Gu Xiangyang raised his eyebrows, very surprised, including him and Gu Xingrui, how could the people investigating these incidents be so young.

Fu Chang seemed to see what he was thinking, and said, "This kind of incident is usually handled by the younger generation, and only the older generation will come forward when there is a serious incident."

Gu Xiangyang nodded, so it's like this, people with senior qualifications stay at home and practice?

The young man led them into the gate of the police station and took the stairs to the second floor. Although some people paid attention to Fu Chang and them along the way, no one came forward to ask or stop them.

"Received the report in the morning, and brought this Wu Xiaojiang back for questioning. At first he was also frightened and froze, and it took a while to slow down. He said that Fu Le was the crazy boy. Fu Le was on the supernatural forum Seeing a haunted house in the ancient town, young people, full of curiosity, came to explore with five other people. They went to the old house on the edge of the ancient town last night. Wu Xiaojiang was timid, retreated, and dared not go in , the others let him watch the wind outside. This kid also escaped unharmed because of this, and now he is the only one among the five people who is still alive."

"The other two people, haven't you found them yet?" Gu Xiangyang listened carefully from behind, and interrupted to ask.

The young man looked solemn, shook his head, and said: "This morning, my colleagues and I turned the old house he mentioned upside down, and we didn't see the other two people."

"What's the matter with the old house being haunted?" Fu Chang asked, "Is it true?"

"That house was built in the Qing Dynasty. According to the records, it seems that a massacre happened there. A family of seven, including all the servants, were slaughtered overnight. It was chaotic at that time, and the murderer was never caught. Later, Someone said that in the middle of the night, they saw the desolate and empty houses during the day, but at night they were brightly lit and full of people." The young man said, "It's the same as before the murder case happened."

At this time, they had already reached the door of the reception room. The young man pointed inside and said, "Wu Xiaojiang is here with you. If you want to ask anything, ask quickly. His parents will be here soon."

Gu Xiangyang and Fu Chang looked into the room, and saw a young man in his twenties holding a water glass, staring blankly at the wall, oblivious to their gaze.

Walking into the door, seeing that he was still blank and unresponsive, Gu Xiangyang could only cough twice and said, "Hello."

Wu Xiaojiang finally came back to his senses and looked at them, "Hello, who are you?"

Gu Xiangyang saw that he had serious dark circles under his eyes, and he must have not slept much last night, "We are the staff in charge of this case, and I have a few questions for you."

Wu Xiaojiang is now in a trance, not noticing that the two of them are too young, and just murmured: "Didn't I ask many times, come again?"

As if he didn't hear his question, Fu Chang said directly: "Tell me about your experience after entering the ancient house."

Wu Xiaojiang took a sip of the warm water he had been holding in his hand, and began to recall what happened last night:

"You said you were afraid when you got here. If you don't go in, are you kidding us?" Zheng Tao pushed the thin Wu Xiaojiang impatiently.

Yang Qian, who was wearing denim shorts, grabbed Zheng Tao and persuaded him, "Okay, it's fine if he doesn't go, just let him guard us, people in the town seem to prevent outsiders from entering this house."

Fu Le pressed the camera button on his mobile phone at the old house, and the dazzling flash made several people squint their eyes. He put down his mobile phone and said impatiently: "Wu Xiaojiang stay outside, hurry up, I'll go soon Take a few photos and post them on the official account, and you will definitely get a lot of hits."

Feng Lu took his arm and said softly, "Brother Fu will take a few more photos for me later. The background and the effect must be particularly impressive."

"Then we'll go in. If anyone else wants to go in, you should speak loudly and remind us." Yang Qian gave her last few words before being dragged away by Zheng Tao.

Wu Xiaojiang couldn't help but shuddered seeing the figures of several people being swallowed up by the ancient house.

Wu Xiaojiang was the only one left in the whole street. He didn't dare to look around, holding an ostrich-like mentality that if I didn't see it, it didn't exist. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on a variety show to watch it.Forget about Yang Qian's advice, who would come to this ghostly place at such a late hour.

The interesting variety show made him forget the surrounding environment and the passage of time.

After the first episode was broadcast, Wu Xiaojiang noticed that more than half an hour had passed, and there was still no movement in the ancient house.

The fear of deliberate forgetting surged into his heart again. In Wu Xiaojiang's eyes, the quiet old house became a man-eating monster. He took two steps back, hesitating whether he should leave and calling the police.

"But if they didn't come back to play tricks on me on purpose, it's not like this kind of thing hasn't happened before."

"Maybe the four of them are hiding behind the door, just waiting to see my joke."

Just when he was hesitating, in the silent night, the sound of breaking glass sounded, as if right next to his ears.

What's wrong?Before he came back to his senses, Yang Qian and Fu Le pushed open the door with a "bang", ignoring Wu Xiaojiang who was stunned in place, and ran away frantically.

"Bang, bang, bang" Wu Xiaojiang heard the sound of his heart beating rapidly, and his breathing became short of breath. Yang Qian is a person who pays attention to her image, and he has never seen her look so frightened.

"Crack~" Under Wu Xiaojiang's horrified gaze, the red wooden door of the old house slowly closed by itself.

"Then you went back to the hotel?" Wu Xiaojiang stopped talking and stood there in a daze again. Gu Xiangyang had to ask questions to attract his attention.

Wu Xiaojiang came back to his senses, took another sip of the cold water, nodded, and continued: "I ran back to the hotel, trying to find out what happened to them, but they all locked the door and told me to get out. I can only go back to my room."

"But I didn't expect..." Wu Xiaojiang's eyes showed fear, "I didn't expect them to become like this."

Fu Chang frowned slightly, and asked, "Are you sure it was the two of them who were in the room last night?"

"I'm sure, I've been friends for two years, and I won't recognize their voices," Wu Xiaojiang said.

"My son, how are you? Are you injured? Why did you encounter such a thing?" A fat aunt pushed open the door, ignoring Gu Xiangyang and Fu Chang who were sitting on the side, and took Wu Xiaojiang Hold tightly in your arms.

Wu Xiaojiang's suppressed fear finally came out when he saw her. He buried his face in the aunt's waist and burst into tears.

The questions to be asked were basically finished, and they left without staying at the police station.

"I'll take you back first." Fu Chang stopped a taxi.

Gu Xiangyang sat in the back seat, touched his stomach, and said, "It's almost time for lunch, let's eat at my place together."

Fu Chang nodded, "Let's go take a look at that old house at night."

It was he himself who asked to participate in this matter. Although he was a little scared, Gu Xiangyang still nodded.

It was also a coincidence that when the taxi stopped, a black Mercedes that Gu Xiangyang was familiar with stopped in front, and Qiu Yilin was getting out of the car.

"This is my brother, Qiu Yilin." Gu Xiang unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, "Surprised?"

Gu Xiangyang raised his head to signal Fu Chang to look forward, Qiu Yilin had already noticed them and was walking this way.

However, Fu Chang's face did not have the surprised look that Gu Xiangyang imagined, but was still calm, just like Qiu Yilin was an ordinary person with nothing special about him.

"Yangyang." Qiu Yilin held Gu Xiangyang in his arms and looked at Fu Chang, "Who is he?"

Fu Chang looked at his action as if he was declaring his sovereignty, and felt a little unhappy. Without waiting for Gu Xiangyang's answer, he stretched out his hand and said, "Hi uncle, I'm Xiangyang's classmate, Fu Chang."

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