Long Yuehong's first reaction was that he believed that Shang Jianyao really didn't see it, and then he woke up after the second reaction:

How do you know that the needle eye will grow if you don’t see what it is?

So, he ignored Shang Jianyao's words, frowned, and said to himself:

"Can this be the 'natural sect' slip-through fish?"

"No public morality." Shang Jianyao commented like a chicken and a duck.

Long Yuehong shines the flashlight at the distant intersection and says not very sure:

"Will it just be a sudden mental illness?"

As a company with a large population, there are always a few people who have mental problems within Pangu Biology every year.

And it is not surprising that such a person does anything.

"It is also possible that someone snatched all the clothes." Shang Jianyao proposed another possibility.

Long Yuehong glanced at him:

"Do you think you're outside?"

The vicious cases inside "Pangu Biology" are often passionate and criminal, and never robbed other people's clothes.

If so, there is also a premise that the offender suffers from mental illness.

Shang Jianyao did not answer Long Yuehong's rhetoric question and said with a smile:

"It's not too far from your house."

Ah? In the first moment, Long Yuehong completely didn't understand what Shang Jianyao meant.

But soon, he figured out the point that the other party wanted to express:

The person who was suspected to be a believer of the "Natural Sect" just now entered a room in Area C, which was not that far from his home.

Shang Jianyao could already sense all human consciousness within thirty meters.

Long Yuehong's heart suddenly hangs up and his spirit enters a highly tense state.

"Go to the 'Order Supervision Office' to report the case?" He asked while shining the dark corridor street with a flashlight.

Shang Jianyao slapped the flashlight held in his right hand with his left palm:

"Good way."

Long Yuehong breathed:

"Then let's go there now."

The "Order Supervision Office" on this floor is next to the "Activity Center" in Area C.

Shang Jianyao nodded and said thoughtfully:

"I remembered something."

"What?" Long Yuehong asked subconsciously.

Shang Jianyao sighed:

"At the beginning, Uncle Shen was thinking about going to the 'order supervision office' to report the 'life sacrifice' sect. As a result, after entering, he suddenly became a 'unintentional person'..."

This made Long Yue stand up from behind her red neck, and a shadow fell from the sky and enveloped herself.

He reluctantly said:

"This time is different from that time. The 'Natural Sect' has suffered a severe blow."

He didn't want to pretend that he hadn't seen anything, and returned home as if nothing had happened, because the place where the man lived was really too close to his home.

A fire in the city gate can easily affect the pond fish.

"I just remind you to pay attention." Shang Jianyao seemed to have returned to his normal state.

After saying that, he took a flashlight and walked towards the distant intersection.

Long Yuehong quickly followed.

During this process, he subconsciously reached his hand to his waist, but found that there was no familiar "Ice Moss" pistol and "United 202".

In the deep darkness, two flashlights shone out the road ahead, and there was no quietness around them. The employees who had just lie on the bed and were not asleep, and they whispered from time to time.

As he walked, Long Yuehong suddenly felt something was wrong:

"This is not the way to the 'order supervision office'..."

The roads in the underground building are not complicated.

Shang Jianyao shook the flashlight and said with a smile:

"Go to talk to that person first."

"That person?" Long Yuehong asked, and he had figured out who Shang Jianyao was referring to just now who was suspected to be a member of the "Natural Sect".

He asked thoughtfully:

"You want to know why he joined the 'natural sect' and is there any room for salvation?"

Then decide whether to report to the "Order Supervision Office".

"I want to ask what the sacrament of the 'Natural Sect' is." Shang Jianyao turned his head and looked at Long Yuehong, as if it was strange that he asked just now.

It’s worthy of you... Long Yuehong sighed, but she still felt that Shang Jianyao had the meaning of his own thoughts.

While speaking, they arrived at a room.

The card number on the door is "23".

Floor 495, Area C, Room 23.

The windows here are covered with thick curtains, with no gap left.

"It's right here?" Long Yuehong asked with a voice pressed down.

Shang Jianyao nodded first, then moved his body and said to Long Yuehong:

"Stay away and provide support."

This time, his voice was low and he had an unstoppable seriousness.

"Uh, okay." Long Yuehong took a few steps back.

When he stopped, Shang saw Yao crooked his finger and knocked on the door of Room 23 three times.

After a brief silence, the male voice rang out slightly in a hurry:

"who?"

"Shang Jianyao." Shang Jianyao politely introduced himself.

"I don't seem to know you." The male voice behind the door said in confusion.

"It's okay, I'll get to know each other now." Shang Jianyao said with a smile.

The man behind the door was silent for a few seconds:

"What the hell do you want to do? I will call the Order Supervisor!"

Shang Jianyao clapped the flashlight held in his right hand with his left palm:

"Okay, okay."

The male voice behind the door was separated for a while before asking with a little trembling feeling:

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"I saw you on the road just now. I think you are in a wrong state. I want to ask if you need help." Shang Jianyao put on an attitude of being enthusiastic about the masses.

The voice of the man behind the door suddenly became a little sharp:

"No, I'm fine, you can go back."

"Really?" Shang Jianyao looked like "I don't believe it".

The male voice behind the door seemed to have a little crying voice:

"Really, I'm really fine. You go back quickly, go back."

While listening, Shang Jianyao's flashlight moved downwards, shining towards the gap at the bottom of the door.

In the yellowish light, there was no black shadow in the gap.

Long Yuehong, a few steps away, listened to Shang Jianyao's conversation with the man behind the door, while quickly recalling who was living in this room.

As an old house in District C, although their family was not here before, he was not too unfamiliar with it.

As his thoughts turned, Long Yuehong's eyes suddenly frozen and he blurted out:

"There is no one in this room!"

He remembered that several rooms were not allocated yet!

After scaring himself, Long Yuehong quickly added:
To be continued...