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Jiang Yuanyuan was listlessly looking through the case files.
“Why are there no bodies? If there was a body, even a severed finger, my Gu insects could follow the scent to find him.”
Seven days ago, the police station received several missing person reports.
The police checked the surveillance footage and found that the missing people disappeared into thin air, entering a room and never coming out.
These cases were suspected to be spiritual events and reported to the Special Administration Bureau.
Jiang Yuanyuan and the others went to investigate and detected unusual Yin energy in a certain room.
This Yin energy was much stronger than that of an ordinary ghost, filled with thick blood energy.
Only ghosts and demons with heavy karmic debts have blood energy. Such evil spirits have killed so much that they have no reason, making them easy to find.
But this ghost was almost perfectly hidden, indicating someone was controlling it.
This case was classified as a sorcerer murder case. Their methods seemed to originate from Southeast Asia, a place that breeds darkness.
Southeast Asia’s three major sorceries—raising little ghosts, casting curses, and making yin amulets.
Which type of sorcerer could this be?
Bai Xiuyuan pondered for a long time, “Sorcerers wouldn’t dare to openly murder in Di Jing. They usually operate in Southeast Asia, where things are more chaotic. Even if dozens of people disappear, they wouldn’t be discovered.”
Jiang Yuanyuan nodded, “Why did the sorcerer come to Di Jing to cause trouble? Isn’t that digging their own grave?”
Yun Yan rubbed his temples, “Remember Duan Lianyun?”
Jiang Yuanyuan bit the tip of her pen, “Of course I remember. That guy’s body was found in pieces, his death extremely tragic. I spent a long time piecing it back together.”
Before they got married, Grandpa and Grandma never bothered him.
The two of them were either traveling or on their way to travel.
Butler Liu noticed the bag in his hand and quickly reached out, “Oh, Young Master, let me take that.”
“No need.” Fu Jingyao walked straight in.
Butler Liu felt a little embarrassed. He was so focused on the Young Madam that he forgot about the Young Master.
Lin Xi glanced at him, “Butler Liu, it’s been a while. Your hair has grown back.”
Butler Liu touched his forehead, “Haha, it took me a long time to grow it back. Young Madam, please go inside.”
But tonight, his hair will be falling out again.
Seeing the two enter, Butler Liu quietly approached Wu Ma, “How’s the progress of the Young Master and Young Madam’s relationship?”
Wu Ma patted her chest, assuring him, “Leave it to me. Don’t worry, it will definitely succeed.”
She gave a knowing smile, a little mischievous.
“Butler Liu, let me tell you, I was very clever last time. I pretended to have a backache, and the Young Master personally helped the Young Madam change her clothes. The two young people, like dry wood and raging fire… hehehe～～”
“Hehehe～～, I understand～”
“Hehehe～～”
Two heads leaned together, intensely shipping the couple, when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
“Wu Ma, so you weren’t sick.”
Lin Xi was standing behind them, silently staring at their necks.
Wu Ma and Butler Liu were startled.
Damn it! Gossiping and getting caught by the person involved.
How did the Young Madam walk without making a sound?