At this time, a police sirens sounded, and several police cars rushed towards the convenience store, and soon the car stopped beside Wen Zhong.
"Captain Wang, you're a little late." Wen Zhong looked at the middle-aged man who got out of the police car. He was no stranger to him.
"Okay, don't say so much, block this community first, I'm going to go in and see the situation first." Wen Zhong said: "I'll ask this person named Xiao Yang, what happened in the convenience store last night.
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Wang Chao nodded in agreement. Wen Zhong didn't say anything else when he saw this and walked straight to the stall of stenched meat.
The flesh on his eyebrows was cracked by the ghost's eyes, and a turbid eyeball mixed with blood stains appeared. Wen Zhong used the ghost's eyes to carefully look at the pile of minced meat, but found nothing.
The only thing that can be confirmed now is that this person who has become a pile of minced meat is the manager of this convenience store.
"I finally found a useful clue but it was interrupted. There is also the grimace that I restricted. What role does it play in this supernatural incident?" Wen Zhong looked at the Jingling Community next to him.
, with a somewhat solemn expression.
He originally thought that Dai Zhibin's disappearance might be related to this evil ghost, but when he was attacked, he discovered that although the terrifying degree of this evil ghost was not high and the way of killing people was weird enough, it did not have the conditions to kidnap Dai Zhibin.
It is more like a ghost controlled by someone, and it can be said to be an attack on him.
Wen Zhong had a premonition at this time that this supernatural incident was definitely not simple. His most correct way now was to retreat immediately, let the police block the community, and investigate it slowly later.
But if he really chose to do this, he might have filled in the missing column in Dai Zhibin's file and would soon turn into the word "death".
Dai Zhibin was recruited by him. Even if he put aside the identity of the temporary person in charge of Da'an City, he should bring the other party back in a complete manner and reason.
"Damn it, it's true that the boss is not easy to be a boss. I still can't learn to be as cruel as Chen Zhanluo. I am just relying on the power of a ghost to survive. I still want to save people now." Thinking of this, Wen Zhong stepped in
Leave the Guling Community.
Shortly after he stepped into the community, a figure quietly followed Wen Zhong and entered the Guling Community...
As soon as he stepped into the community, Wen Zhong looked up at the old archway, with four rusty iron signs hanging on it: Miling Community, perhaps because of its age, these four words look more like the undead community.
"This is really unlucky enough. I don't know what the developer at that time thought, so he actually used these two words as the name of the community." Wen Zhong cursed secretly and continued to move forward.
When he entered the community, he found that it had been seriously disrepaired. The walls were covered with mottled moss, some places were damaged and black, and there was even a rotten smell in the air.
No matter how you look at this place, it looks like a ghost wandering inside. Wen Zhong even saw several residential buildings with seals on them, which looked so weird in this ancient Muling community.
At this time, a sweeping aunt attracted Wen Zhong's attention. She was wearing a black cotton vest on her upper body, and the lower god was wearing cotton wool pants that were not in line with the summer season. She felt awkward no matter how she looked.
Wen Zhong glanced around again and found that the only aunt seemed to be active outside in the entire Guling community.
After thinking about it, he decided to go up and ask about the situation first. After all, he still knows nothing about the information in this community, and it is only a little bit better to know more about it.
"Hello, aunt, why are you still coming out to sweep the floor in such a hot day?" Wen Zhong started with an awkward conversation.
Sure enough, the sweeping aunt looked at Wen Zhong when she heard this, curled her lips and said, "What kind of bastard is this? If I don't come out to sweep the floor and support my family, will I have to rely on you to support me?"
Wen Zhong smiled awkwardly. His opening remarks were obviously failed again, but it doesn't matter. Since the other party is willing to pay attention to him, it means there is a chance.
So he asked straight to the point: "Auntie, I would like to ask if there has been any strange thing in the community recently. No matter how small it is, it is OK. If so, please tell me."
As he said that, Wen Zhong took out a red banknote from his pocket and handed it over quietly.
As long as the other party is willing to cooperate, he doesn't mind giving some sweetness. Of course, if the aunt in front of him is ignorant, then the next time he takes out the... gun from his pocket is...
Sure enough, the aunt glanced at Wen Zhong again, but this time she looked at Wen Zhong, how could she like her? She quickly took the banknote and shook it at the sun, then stuffed it into her arms, and then leaned against Wen Zhong as if nothing had happened.
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"Oh, the aunt has long seen that you are a good child. Do you want to ask about the strange things that happened in the community? There are too many, which one do you want to hear?" the aunt said with a smile.
"All of it." Wen Zhong took out a red bill from his pocket and shook it at the aunt, saying, "Tell me everything in detail."
The aunt looked at the banknotes held in Wen Zhong's hand, then looked at the cleaning tools in her hand. After a long period of ideological struggle, she gritted her teeth and said, "This is not something that can be explained clearly in a short while,"
So you wait for the aunt in the pavilion over there, and I will put these things back into the cleaning room and go there."
Wen Zhong nodded and said, "Yes, but you have to hurry up. If someone else passes by to help me with the answer later, you won't be able to make the money."
When the aunt heard Wen Zhong say this, her face turned green immediately. She repeatedly assured Wen Zhong that she was definitely the most informed person in this community. She asked Wen Zhong to wait for a moment and she would go there immediately.
After seeing off the aunt, Wen Zhong walked along the path to the pavilion in the community. The pavilion was also very old. I don’t know if the bricks built on the pavilion were due to time or some other reasons, but it was already broken at this time.
It looks like it cannot function as a sunshade.
Time passed by minute by minute, but the strange-dressed sweeping aunt never showed up, and there was not even a passing pedestrian around, only a few dead leaves floating in the wind.
Wen Zhong is quite confident in his silver bullet offensive. After all, for ordinary people, no matter how you have face, it is not as good as a few bills of money. This sentence is definitely the truth.
But the other party had been there for a while. Just as Wen Zhong was about to be unable to help himself and was about to go to the community to find others to understand the situation, a dull sound suddenly came from afar.