He was slightly stunned: "What?"

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and repeated: "If it were an unjust soul who demanded his life, why would he wait for five years to come back?"

Zhao Guangcheng was stuck: "This..."

Ye Jia looked around the chaotic furnishings in the room and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The air here is filled with very deep yin energy, which is a very standard sign of being entangled by ghosts. In Zhao Wanjun's tone, the almost terrified guilt cannot be disguised.

But...that's just something is wrong.

Ye Jia patted Zhao Guangcheng on the shoulder: "Do as you said first, brother."

·

Half an hour later.

The combat department's team arrived soon and took over the case from them.

Yejiaze stood down the residential building, waiting for the follow-up.

Cheng Cezhi hurriedly ran down from the upper floor.

"Brother Ye!" He was a little panting, but his eyes were bright: "Don't worry, everything is done!"

He took a break and continued:

"Also, the police and us have been working together for a long time. After the first killing is over, the police will start investigating Zhao Xiake's disappearance again."

At this time, there was a slight bang upstairs, and the window of Wang Shize's house lit up for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, footsteps from far to near came from the corridor.

Zhao Guangcheng took the lead in walking out of the building gate, made an OK gesture to Yejia, and laughed heartily: "The task is done! Complete the task smoothly!"

He raised his hand to put Ye Jia and Cheng Cezhi on the shoulders: "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner..."

Yejia was dragged forward. Before leaving, he turned his head and looked at the old residential building behind him.

He suddenly noticed that a family on the left on the first floor was still open in broad daylight, but they were still pulling thick curtains.

The curtains moved slightly, and an old man's blue-white face was revealed in the dark room.

He stared at a pair of blood-filled turbid eyeballs and peered out. His face had the same expression as Zhao Wanjun - the same fear and the same guilt.

Yejia narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Two consecutive buildings?

This is not a method of committing crimes by the unjust soul.

——He now knows where his sense of familiarity comes from.

It is not the wronged soul or evil spirit, but the monster.

It is a monster climbing out of the abyss of maliciousness, full of blood, and its body is filled with endless greed and hunger, never satisfied and never stops until it swallows up the entire neighborhood, the entire city, and even the entire world.

The longer it is placed, the stronger it will be and the harder it will be to eradicate.

Ye Jia turned around and walked forward with Cheng Ce and Zhao Guangcheng.

A sigh was blown away by the wind.

It seems that I still have to come back tonight.

——

In the dark corner where the sun could not shine, a face slowly emerged, and its scarlet lips were raised high, holding a strange smile, and a pair of pure black eyes rolled, staring straight at Ye Jia's departure direction.

How many ugly memories should be buried deep and heavy secrets that cannot be revealed to the mouth, so that such a mellow and rich dark smell should be produced?
Chapter completed!