The three of them turned around to look, and saw a long rainbow flying from the distance, and in the blink of an eye it steadied itself in front of them.
This man looked middle-aged, with a smile on his face, and his eyes swept over the three of them.
Dongfang Zhanhu was slightly surprised, clasped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Brother Ye, what kind of wind brought you here?"
The man smiled and said: "The case of the stolen female body in Jiangbei caused a sensation at home and abroad. Mr. Lin specially assigned me to bring someone over to take a look."
Dongfang Zhanhu frowned and said displeasedly: "My superiors have handed this case over to Division Nine, so I won't bother Brother Ye."
"Hey, that's exactly why I'm here."
The man let out a long sigh and said helplessly: "I know your brother is here, but since it is Mr. Lin's order, I can't refuse it, so I have to come over and go through the motions. As for the case, you will naturally take the lead."
"oh?"
Dongfang Zhanhu was stunned for a moment, he did not expect that the other party would say this.
This person looked at Tang Fan and Shi Feiyu again, and said with a smile: "Presumably these two are the elites of the Ninth Division, right?"
Dongfang Zhanhu introduced: "This is the new deputy director of our Ninth Division, Shi Feiyu. As for this, he is the senior investigator of our Ninth Division, Tang Fan."
"Brother Shi, we met once at Mr. Lin's birthday party last time!"
This person looked at Shi Feiyu and nodded in greeting, very politely.
"Director Ye, you really have a good memory!"
Shi Feiyu stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man, and also clasped his fists.
The man looked at Tang Fan again and said, "It turns out that this young talent is the famous Brother Tang. He is indeed a talented person!"
Tang Fan had already guessed who this person was, but he still pretended to be stupid and looked at Dongfang Zhanhu: "Who is this?"
Dongfang Zhanhu said: "Tang Fan, this is Director Ye Mingdao of the National Intelligence Service."
"Nice to meet you!"
Tang Fan pretended to be suddenly enlightened.
Ye Mingdao asked: "Did the three of them fight each other just now?"
Dongfang Zhanhu said: "Deputy Director Shi and I came a step late, and only Brother Tang saw this person."
Ye Mingdao looked at Tang Fan and asked, "I heard from people at the hospital that this man is an old man with unfathomable cultivation?"
"Old man?"
Tang Fan shook his head and said: "The person I fought against was a young man, about thirty years old."
"What?"
Even Dongfang Zhanhu was surprised this time. He looked at Tang Fan and asked, "Are you sure?"
Tang Fan wondered: "Is it not the same person who committed the crime? But many people?"
Ye Mingdao smiled bitterly and said: "This is strange!"
Tang Fandao: "It seems that this case is more complicated than we thought."
Ye Mingdao looked at Dongfang Zhanhu again and said: "Brother Dongfang, Mr. Lin specifically told me when I came here that he wanted us to solve the case within a week, otherwise we will be dismissed from our posts!"
Dongfang Zhanhu smiled bitterly and said: "Within one week, time is a bit tight!"
"Brother Dongfang, if you need help, our Sixth Division is always willing to work with the Ninth Division to investigate this case!"
Before Dongfang Zhanhu could speak, Ye Mingdao said again: "I still have things to deal with over there, so I won't disturb you all for now. Goodbye!"
After Ye Mingdao finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving the three of them looking at each other.
Shi Feiyu asked: "What does he mean?"
Dongfang Zhanhu sneered: "Here comes the pressure!"
Tang Fan asked curiously: "Who is Mr. Lin?"
Dongfang Zhanhu said: "Mr. Lin is the top leader of the National Intelligence Bureau and Ye Mingdao's immediate boss."
"Ninth Branch is not part of the National Intelligence Agency?"
Tang Fan heard the voiceover of Dongfang Zhanhu's words.
Dongfang Zhanhu explained: "Although the Sixth and Ninth Bureaus have similar functions, their responsibilities are slightly different. Although our Ninth Bureau is under the direct control of the Military Ministry, it is also restricted by the National Intelligence Bureau."
Tang Fan said: "I seem to understand a little bit. This Mr. Lin should be the backer behind the Ye family. They want to use this case to drive you out of the Ninth Division!"
Dongfang Zhanhu said: "It's a good excuse to have trouble handling the case."
Shi Feiyu became anxious upon hearing this and asked, "Brother Fan, what is that man's cultivation level?"
Tang Fan said: "This person is in the middle stage of pill formation and is good at using psychedelic magic. I can't figure it out for the moment."
Tang Fan suddenly thought of the Phantom Sutra and planned to go back and study it carefully.
Dongfang Zhanhu said: "The clues we got indicate that the person who committed the crime was an old man, but you are facing a middle-aged man. Is this a gang?"
Tang Fan shook his head and said: "I think it should be a person. This is just his cover-up."
Dongfang Zhanhu said: "No matter what kind of monster he is, I must catch him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Shuai called.
Yun Shuai shouted anxiously: "Director Dongfang, a murder occurred in Xinming Village, I need your support!"
"I'll be there soon!"
Dongfang Zhanhu hung up the phone, looked at Tang Fan and the other two and said, "Let's go to Xinming Village. Something happened over there."
Shi Feiyu smiled bitterly and said: "It's true that misfortunes never come singly!"
Tang Fan was stunned for a moment, looked at Dongfang Zhanhu and said, "Don't you think this is too coincidental?"
"It's indeed a bit unusual. Let's go and take a look first before talking about it."
The three of them got their bearings right and rushed towards Xinming Village.
Xinming Village, this is a village at the foot of the mountain.
Just now, Yun Shuai and Bai Jingyi were on their way to the funeral home when they suddenly received a report saying that all the people here had been possessed by witchcraft and that more than a dozen people had died.
When they arrived, they were immediately shocked by the strong smell of blood emanating from the village.
The entire village was covered in thick fog, exuding a cold air, as if it was in an independent world, and no one could see what was happening inside.
The police officers who broke in earlier not only killed and injured many people, but they all came out talking nonsense and seemed to be seriously frightened.
Yun Shuai also heard the shouts in the village. He had no idea and had to ask Dongfang Zhanhu for help.
Bai Jingyi looked at a police officer and asked, "What's going on inside?"
The man shook his head and said helplessly: "Everyone who came out couldn't explain it clearly. Some people said it was haunted and it looked scary."
"I'll go in and take a look."
Bai Jingyi took one step and was about to break into the blockade.
"Wait a moment."
Yun Shuai grabbed Bai Jingyi and said, "The situation here is weird, let's wait until Tang Fan comes."
Bai Jingyi was hesitating when Tang Fan and the other three rushed over.
Without waiting for anyone to introduce him, Tang Fan flew into the air and circled the village.
He saw in the mist, villagers running along the road with various weapons in their hands, beating anyone they met, and they all became red-eyed.
There is a thin red line invisible to the naked eye on the top of each of their heads, which is obviously tampered with.
Tang Fan had already made a judgment in his mind. He landed on the ground, looked at Dongfang Zhanhu and said, "Someone has set up a curse circle here. You are on guard outside. I will go in and take a look."
Without waiting for anyone to answer, Tang Fan stepped into the mist.
A middle-aged man ran towards him. He held a kitchen knife and chopped off Tang Fan's neck.
Tang Fan dodged the kitchen knife, stretched out two fingers and pinched it, cutting off the red line above his head.
The middle-aged man instantly lost control, foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.
He had spent a lot of vitality before, but now his vitality has withered and he can no longer live long.
"puff!"
At the same time, a thin-faced old man sitting under an old locust tree spit out a mouthful of black blood.
"If you dare to break my spell, you are seeking death!"
The thin-faced old man made a gesture with his fingers and muttered something in his mouth.
Dense red lines appeared again in the mist, like a big net that controlled all life within it.
At this time, the expressions of everyone in the village changed, and they all rushed in the direction of Tang Fan, each one looking for him like a wild beast.
Tang Fan was about to fly in the direction of the old man, but his cultivation was restricted by the formation and he was unable to fly.
"What a poisonous spell!"
Tang Fan stabilized his cultivation and immediately threw a large number of talismans into the air.