Although I have never seen it before, even Pang Zheng, an ordinary person, could see who is the most unfathomable in this room, let alone Shan Hexuan. So Shan Hexuan just instinctively swept all the people in the room, and then walked straight towards Si Yang: "Senior Si, I am Shan Hexuan, the leader of the Second Special Service Team. These two people are my team members. They didn't deliver a visitor in advance and came here so presumptuously. If there is any disrespect, please forgive me."

Cang Yongfeng, who had originally seen Si Yang visiting and was about to go back to his room, stopped and turned to see Shan Hexuan. But he was here to visit Si Yang. He didn't rudely rush forward, but he just sat down again, who had originally planned to leave.

Si Yang said to the three people: "Sit down and talk about anything."

From Meng, he poured three cups of tea. The Si Tianshi took over the five old ghosts in the palace as ghost servants. It was no longer news in their Secret Service Department. Shan Hexuan was very calm and did not take a look at it. He did not seem very curious.

The monk and persimmon couldn't hide their curiosity and looked at it. There was no ghost energy, and they could even feel the body temperature and heartbeat. The Tianshi's ghost servants had seen many of them. But they were all full of ghost energy and retained the characteristics of some ghosts. Only the higher the cultivation level of the ghost servants can look like humans, but no matter how they look like humans, they cannot have heartbeat and body temperature. I don't know how Si Tianshi did it, but they still collected five of them at one time. Oh no, it seems that there were six.

After retreating from the dream, Shan Hexuan said to Si Yang: "This time the dismemberment case has been handed over to our Special Service Team 2 to be responsible because the case is a bit special. It is said that the family of one of the victims is your classmate. This time it was thanks to the senior who was able to find the first crime scene. If the senior wants to know the progress of the case, please contact me."

As he said that, Dan Hexuan handed over a business card with both hands. Si Yang took it and looked at it. There was only one name and a mobile phone number on it. It seemed that it was a private business card. Si Yang put the business card aside and asked, "You are here today for this?"

Shan Hexuan said: "I have always wanted to find an opportunity to visit my senior, but I was worried that I would disturb my senior's cultivation. Now I am here by taking this opportunity, mainly to express my gratitude to my senior regarding He Boyi's affairs from my personal standpoint."

Shan Hexuan said, taking out a small brocade box and put it on the table: "He Boyi has a grudge with me to kill my father. I have been looking for him to take revenge over the years. Although I couldn't kill my enemy with my own hands, I finally waived my obsession, so please accept this little thought."

Si Yang smiled and said, "You also said that He Boyi was doing many evil things. If those who had been harmed by him came to me to express their gratitude and give me some care, then wouldn't I be so busy? If I really want to thank you, then I'll find the murderer of this incident as soon as possible, and there's no need for the gift."

Shen Ran, who was in the side hall, moved his nose, which smelled so good. Although he didn't know what was in the box, he felt like a 10-full-tonifying pill, which must be delicious. Unfortunately, his boss was rich and generous and looked down on him. It's useless to pity that he, a country monster, was jealous of no matter how envious he was.

Seeing that Si Yang refused, Shan Hexuan did not insist. Although this was their first meeting, Shan Hexuan instinctively felt that Si Yang was a person who was willing to accept something. He would not pretend to refuse what he was willing to accept, and he would definitely not accept what he was recommended. If he said too much, it might even get annoying. So Shan Hexuan had to give up. Even if Si Yang said this kindness was nothing, he would always find opportunities to repay him.

However, when it comes to the case, Shan Hexuan looked at the three people sitting in the restaurant eating snacks but were obviously paying attention to the movements on them, and said to the young man who was trying hard to hide his anxious expression: "This is the family of the third victim."

Si Yang nodded: "Yongfeng, come here, this Captain Shan is the person in charge of your sister's case, you can get to know each other."

Cang Yongfeng hurried over: "Tianjiao, I wonder if there is any progress in my sister's case?"

Shan Hexuan is a person who doesn't talk much. However, when facing Si Yang, he can't let his subordinates speak for him, which seems too disrespectful, but when facing outsiders, it seems colder. At this time, the monk is also very accustomed to being his spokesperson.

"We have just been to the abandoned warehouse. What we can be sure is that the perpetrator is an ordinary person, but they may have obtained some secret techniques from some channels. Although the first two victims have found the body, the body has been specially treated. There is not much useful information we can find from above. Now your sister is suspected to be the third victim, so your assistance may be needed in the investigation."

Cang Yongfeng nodded repeatedly: "No problem, just say whatever you need me to do."

Shan Hexuan said to Si Yang: "I don't know if I can borrow the place from my senior."

Si Yang nodded: "Yes."

After hearing this, Shan Hexuan got up and walked towards Cang Yongfeng: "Close your eyes and relax, don't resist, I want to see the scene you have seen before."

Cang Yongfeng closed his eyes obediently. When Shan Hexuan's cold fingertips touched his eyebrows, he instantly felt like something was pulled out of his head. However, he still remembered Shan Hexuan's words, kept relaxing himself and trying to make him not resist.

About a minute later, when Shan Hexuan moved his hand away, Cang Yongfeng suddenly felt dizzy and was about to explode. Persimmon, who had been prepared on the side, quickly supported his body that was falling down. Li Hao and Zhou Fang hurried over. Persimmon said to them: "Don't worry, just have a sleep, you can help him to rest."

Shan Hexuan closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, there seemed to be a black undercurrent in his eyes for a moment, and then he returned to normal. Although the picture he saw was a bit fragmented, there was still some useful information.

Shan Hexuan took out a piece of talisman paper directly, and the monk quickly opened the tool kit and handed him the cinnabar and pen. It happened that the spiritual energy here was rich, and Shan Hexuan focused on locking the breath from the murderer he felt into the talisman.

In a mid-range community, Xiong Xiaohua walked towards the building where he lived with some lettuce and cooked vegetables. There was also a group of old or young mothers playing with their children in the greenhouse downstairs. On some low floors, you could hear the sound of frying oil pans and the aroma of the food that kept jumping into the tip of the nose.

Xiong Xiaohua came all the way, and some neighbors he knew greeted him friendly. Xiong Xiaohua responded one by one. A group of enthusiastic aunts also reminded him that it was not safe recently and that he would go home early in the evening. Xiong Xiaohua smiled and nodded and responded. He finally broke away from the encirclement of the aunt. The shy young man's face was slowly removed. When he returned to his house, his expression completely became cold.

Xiong Xiaohua lives alone, and the house is not big, with one bedroom and one living room. In Zhongdu, it is quite good to be able to strive for such a property for himself when he was thirty. After all, not everyone can win at the starting point.

However, just this would not satisfy Xiong Xiaohua. He felt that this should not be the case. He should not be busy all day long and do nothing for the sake of three meals a day and the rest of his life.

He could tolerate it a little when he was young, but when this depression passed by day and his heart was getting stronger and stronger, he really felt like this world had bound him.

He survived in this society, but he always felt like he was wandering outside the world. He felt that he seemed to be divided into two selves, one put on a delicate face, labeled as a young talent, a young and promising man, and lived like an ordinary person. He was busy with work and socializing. He didn't know what he had gained in the end, but his fulfilling life could not satisfy his empty heart.

Another himself looked indifferently and laughed at the vulgar people, vulgar things, vulgar everything. But he was trapped and locked, unable to escape, but he was unwilling to compromise.

All the contradictions. When he accidentally got a black box, he finally found a breakthrough point. His heart was very big, but he was bound by this mediocre body. If he wanted to liberate, he could only transform all of this.

Xiong Xiaohua came to the bedroom and opened the wardrobe. A black iron box with a cold smell was quietly placed there. When Xiong Xiaohua's fingertips touched the box, the fine patterns carved on the iron box seemed to move. Widths of black smoke merged into his body along his fingertips. Xiong Xiaohua closed his eyes like a poisonous powder, and was immersed in the unparalleled sense of pleasure.

After a while, when the feeling gradually faded, Xiong Xiaohua opened her eyes, looked at the black box with a hot look that was almost crazy, and murmured softly: "Wait a little longer, there will be new food soon. Wait a little longer, my baby."

Shan Hexuan brought people to Lulin Community, looked at the tall buildings and frowned slightly. The monk next to him pulled his hair slightly long and looked up with the boss: "Is that murderer here? Is this considered a big hiding place in the city?"

Shan Hexuan said, "I can be sure that it is in this area, but I can't locate it."

The monk and the persimmon who poked their heads out of the car widened their eyes in surprise. As long as they mastered the breath, there would be no soul that their boss could not find, let alone an ordinary person.

Persimmon quickly took out the compass, but unfortunately it was just like in the abandoned warehouse. It was normal and could not detect any abnormal aura.

Shan Hexuan opened the door and got into the car: "When the murderer returned to the bureau, he must have a special magic weapon on his body, so he needs to re-plan it."

The monk and persimmon had to nod, so it is much easier to deal with ghosts than humans. It is easier to catch ghosts. Humans are indeed more sensible.
Chapter completed!