[comprehensive] superior skills

At one o'clock in the morning, Song Ci, who was soundly asleep, was suddenly shaken awake vigorously.

"Hey, Huang Jiamin, I found that you are really nervous. You can sleep peacefully in this situation. What if there is a pervert around you?"

In the dark, Huang Yaozu pulled the corners of his eyes and made a face, "Or maybe a monster appeared?"

"This year Guigeng, Sir Huang, you are so childish."

Song Ci covered his mouth and yawned, and pushed away the big head protruding from the side, "What's the matter, the owner of the house is back?"

"It's just that I have to call someone if there is no situation!"

Huang Yaozu raised his watch to let her see the luminous hands clearly, "This address plus this time, I guess Tang Jingde won't be going home tonight, so get ready to go into the house to check."

"No problem, I can leave anytime."

Gudong Gudong drank half a bottle of milk, and Song Ci stuffed another piece of mint into his mouth to refresh himself, "Let's go, the nearest neighbors around you have to walk for half an hour to get there, even if you break into the door, you are not afraid of someone catching the thief."

"Be careful sailing for thousands of years. For the Miscellaneous Department, it is more important to guard against ghosts than people."

Huang Yaozu closed the car door and stomped on his numb feet, "It's really gloomy here. The temperature in a place that lacks popularity will obviously be lower than that in the downtown area."

When he parked the car back then, he leaned the car behind a dense forest, so that even if the owner returned halfway, he would not find that he was already under surveillance.

Song Ci took out the moonstone to explore the way ahead, "It's just the greenhouse effect, it's so evil. This world is already very evil, don't scare yourself anymore."

Huang Yaozu didn't forget to entertain himself in the dark woods, "Hey, when did you prepare the flashlight, let's shine some light on it."

Seeing that he was really immersed in the psychological hints he had planted and completely ignored all the differences from the routine, Song Ci smiled softly, "Should I still report this trivial matter?"

In the wilderness in the dark night, except for the occasional sound of insects flapping their wings, there is only the rustling of two people stepping on dead leaves when they land.

"It's really evil here."

When approaching the gate of the house, Huang Yaozu couldn't help but said again: "Do you have the feeling that the hairs stand on end? I always feel as if someone is staring at me."

"Is it your illusion?"

Hearing that he didn't seem to be joking, Song Ci instantly moved the small sword into the satchel, mobilizing all the senses of his body to explore the unknown area.

"It's not an illusion. I've been catching ghosts for so many years, and I've only survived today by relying on my intuition."

Huang Yaozu had already opened the gun clip while speaking, "You must follow me closely after entering the house, and you must never leave without authorization."

"Don't worry, I, a non-staff member, can't do anything to cover the national flag with my life."

Although Song Ci didn't feel the danger, she absolutely believed in the analysis of her boss as a professional. Who knew what kind of good deeds Tang Jingde had done in the past few decades to protect himself.

Compared with the storefronts in the downtown area, this house looks much cleaner, without any extra decorations, as if for the owner it is really just a place to sleep.

But the flip villa is too big for a room with a bed. Just looking at the closed windows on the upper and lower floors, no one can see that there is only one person living in this room.

...as if it was full of people.

When Huang Yaozu's hand was about to touch the doorknob, Song Ci suddenly pulled him back, "Did Tang Jingde's family really emigrate to Australia?"

"Yes, there will be no fake immigration files and customs clearance procedures." Huang Yaozu asked in a low voice holding the universal key: "Why, do you think they haven't left yet?"

"I just suddenly felt that your feeling was right. There is definitely more than one person living in this house."

Song Ci reached out his hand and quickly touched the doorknob, "It's very cold. Even in an empty suburb, no matter how strong the evening wind is, the metal that has been exposed to the sun all day will not drop to this temperature. It feels more like The chill brought by Yin Qi entering the body."

She took out her iron staff and clicked on the door, and solemnly warned: "Don't touch anything in the room, and remember to follow me closely."

"Hey, little sister, I should be the one to say the next line!" Huang Yaozu said dissatisfiedly as he stared at the slowly opening door.

"crunch..."

With the intermittent sound of the door hinge, the unobstructed front hall gradually appeared in the sight of the two.

The cold moonlight only shone on the footsteps of the door and then stopped. The visibility in the dark corridor was extremely low, only at the end when the door was opened, something seemed to flash past.

Song Ci raised his hand to shine into the darkness, where there were only two overlapping shadows facing her.

After seeing clearly that the opposite side was just an ordinary glass mirror, Huang Yaozu immediately patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "What's the matter, there is such a big mirror facing the door, so I almost didn't shoot just now!"

Suddenly, in the middle of the night, a police officer ran to a citizen's house and fired a gun, which definitely deserved the headlines of the tabloids.

Compared to his relieved partner, Song Ci frowned, "Did you see anything unusual when you entered the door just now?"

"It's the mirror on the opposite side." Huang Yaozu raised his chin towards the two people next to him, "Does it count if I was almost scared by myself and pulled the trigger?"

"Huang Sir, now is not the time to joke. I can tell you responsibly that the moment the door opened, I only saw a shadow in the mirror."

Song Ci grabbed the boss's wrist and warned again: "And I'm sure, it's neither you nor me, nor our double image! So please hold on to the gun in your hand, I'd rather you shoot it by mistake. You don't even want a gun, you don't even have a chance to shoot!"

The smile on the corner of Huang Yaozu's mouth gradually froze, "Are you really reading that right?"

When he looked back at the mirror again, he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body.

"It's absolutely true." Song Ci nodded. "You should be very clear about what kind of person I am. With my physique, it's easy to find some abnormalities that ordinary people can't feel."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye out."

Huang Yaozu also felt that there was something wrong with his state of mind, he resisted entering the room like he was guarding against a scourge when he was outside the gate, but since he looked in the mirror, it seemed that he was affected by the smile inside, everything became more relaxed and comfortable.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head to look at himself in the mirror, only to realize that although the person inside was still in the same clothes, his face was twisted and twisted as if he was about to change his face and reorganize his facial features!

"Get out of the way!"

Before he had time to explain, Huang Yaozu quickly grabbed the little girl beside him and fell to the ground, rolling into the living room covered with heavy blankets.

"what happened?"

Song Ci, who was not at all prepared to be dizzy from the fall, lay flat on the ground, turning his head to look at the moonstone that rolled to the depths of the corridor after falling.

In the darkness away from the light and shadow, Huang Yaozu gasped and said in a low voice: "That mirror is weird, it will affect people's mind, don't look at the person in the mirror!"

After taking a few deep breaths, he was just about to turn over and sit up, when he looked up unexpectedly and found that the walls of the entire circular living room were covered with mirrors, and all of these mirrors corresponded to the mirror at the end of the corridor and pointed in the same direction.

"Oh shit!"

Unable to bear the swearing, Huang Yaozu could only lie back on the ground unwillingly, "Damn Tang Jingde, I don't know what the hell is going on, the living room is full of mirrors, what should we do? Are we going to crawl out?"

Ten years before and after entering the Miscellaneous Medicine Department, he experienced countless life and death crises, but this was the first time he fell into such an embarrassing situation.

If it weren't for the fear of scaring the snake, I really wanted to smash all these mirrors to pieces, and see what other tricks those monsters who rely on the mirrors to confuse people will use.

"You threw me down for this?"

Song Ci, who had finally recovered from motion sickness, said dumbfoundedly: "Sir, can you communicate with me before you act!"

Under the surprised eyes of her boss, she stood up like a normal person, picked up the lost moonstone, and walked in front of a circle of mirrors again, "See clearly, these things are useless to me!"

"But thank you for your kindness." Pulling up the man who didn't know whether he was ashamed or annoyed, Song Ci pulled out a cloth strip and covered his eyes, "I won't be afraid now, hold my hand obediently, and wait Go to a place where there is no mirror and I will untie it for you."

Although the room was originally dark and dull, the sense of closed vision made people feel extremely insecure. Huang Yaozu could only follow the suggestion of his subordinates and hold that delicate and delicate hand.

"Sure enough, he's still a child."

Only when he really held this hand, Huang Yaozu remembered that the so-called subordinate was just a girl under the age of 13, and suddenly felt that he and the chief were a little too unreasonable, to let such a young child be involved in the danger of rampant ghosts world.

But when he thinks about the sundries department that has no successors, he can only continue to lead the little girl forward until the day when he is freed.

Unexpectedly, just a simple action could make the man around him sentimental. Unintentionally, Song Ci handed the moonstone to Huang Yaozu's hand, and held the small sword to defend against the enemy with one free hand, slowly pulling He walked up the stairs to the second floor.

"Be careful where you step," Song Ci walked ahead to guide the companions behind him, "Even the walls on the second floor are full of mirrors. If you didn't enter the room, who would have thought that this ordinary-looking house would be so beautiful?" It's so weird, don't the Feng Shui masters in Hong Kong like to teach people to do this in the house?"

"How is it possible? At most, those masters will ask customers to put a demon mirror on the front door."

Huang Yaozu couldn't see, and the other four senses became particularly sharp, "Did you smell a strange smell in the house? It's like salted fish, or fermented pickles."

"No," Song Ci sniffed the air vigorously, "I only smell the smell of disinfectant."

"Could the smell you mentioned come from the mirror?"

In order to verify Huang Yaozu's statement, she deliberately sniffed a mirror at the corner, "I really didn't smell anything, could it be that I can't tell the difference because I haven't eaten salted fish?"

"Really, it's getting thicker and thicker!"

Huang Yaozu shrank his nostrils, turned his head towards the direction of the smell source and said, "This is the place, the smell comes from this direction."

At this time, the two of them had already walked up to the second floor, and the direction Huang Yaozu pointed was facing a thick curtain.

Song Ci hurried over and pulled open the thick flannelette, revealing a black wooden door that looked thicker than the main door.

"There is a door here, I will open it now, and open your eyes when I call you."

Just in case, Song Ci tore off the cloth strips from Huang Yaozu's face and told him to hold a gun and get ready to attack.

After knocking on the wooden door with the iron rod again, the two closed doors retreated silently.

Suddenly there was an orderly popping sound from the supposedly quiet room, as if a goldfish was spitting bubbles in the water.

"Huang Sir, there is no mirror in the room." Song Ci reminded his partner who kept his eyes closed while looking for the source of the voice.

After finally waiting for the safety reminder, Huang Yaozu opened his eyes and looked at a row of large bookshelves in front of him, "This is a study room? Who would use the study room to store things like salted fish?"

"There is a rotten smell here, but it doesn't smell like what you said."

Song Ci randomly picked out a book and put it back, "It's all stories about religious secrets and heresy, and none of them are serious and scientific."

"Do you think this room looks much smaller than the outside, is there a hidden compartment in the room?" Huang Yaozu kept tapping on the wall, listening carefully to the echo inside.

"With your method, I'm afraid you won't be able to find it until dawn."

Song Ci beat the iron stick on the wall and slid all the way, and finally heard the sound of the mechanism opening and closing at the corner of the wall near the last bookcase, and then a low wall with a height of half a person retreated.

"This doesn't look like the hidden compartment you mentioned."

Standing at the entrance, Song Ci looked down at the spiral staircase that seemed to lead directly to the ground, "Could it be the secret base of some evil group?"

Huang Yaozu was also very surprised to find such a secret passage in the room, "It's a pity that you don't go after you have already come. If you can find special evidence, you can hand over Tang Jingde to the police for a thorough investigation."

"Since Huang Sir is bold and skilled, I can only risk my life to accompany the gentleman." Song Ci helplessly spread his hands towards the entrance and said, "Please invite first."

Huang Yaozu pointed her out a few times, shook his head and smiled wryly, and walked into the trap he had planted.

The secret door behind him slowly returned to its original position as the two entered. Although Huang Yaozu's heart was beating violently, he could only carefully walk towards the depths of the passage step by step while holding the iron handrails.

The deeper you go down, the heavier the damp and decaying atmosphere in the ground, making you almost breathless.

But Song Ci and Huang Yaozu didn't make any complaints, and they all endured silently.

"Puff puff……"

The very soft voice in the study room before became louder and louder, beating on the hearts of the two of them like a heavy drumbeat.

Huang Yaozu gestured to his ear, he raised his gun first and stepped on the muddy ground, followed by Song Ci, who also held his small sword tightly, and followed him into another narrow tunnel full of red lanterns.

The tunnel is very short, but it ends in a few minutes.

Across a thin wooden door, both Song Ci and Huang Yaozu nervously held the sharp weapon in their hands, listening to the dull sound inside.

Unable to hide anyway, Huang Yaozu kicked open the door suddenly, raised his hand and gun and pointed it straight ahead.

Different from the gloomy and sneaky ones in the imagination, the layout in the room is very simple. There is only an altar and a futon for worship, because it has been severely worn out by people kneeling and worshiping all year round.

Song Ci looked around the small secret room and locked his eyes on a rectangular red box above the altar, resisting the urge to bristle his hair and asked, "Huang Yaozu, guess what's in there?"

Before Huang Yaozu was surprised by her address, the rapid drumbeat in the room suddenly became more and more intensive, and the sound of beating was so loud that people's eardrums hurt.

Just when Song Ci couldn't help covering his ears to resist the voice, Huang Yaozu walked up to the altar as lost as before in front of the mirror, and raised his hands to hold both ends of the box.

"Huang Yaozu, don't touch that thing!" Song Ci stared at the man a few steps away, trying to get him back to a safe place beside him.

It's a pity that just after her words fell, Huang Yaozu slowly and persistently picked up the red box that was soaked in blood, revealing the glass bottle hidden inside.

In the rapidly surging blood, a curled up baby corpse with a bluish-gray body slowly opened its eyes.

The author has something to say:

Baby Corpse: Guess who I am...

In addition, the data at the beginning of the month is unstable, and the missing girls will be added later.