After midnight

Chapter 112 A murder occurred in Xindu

Xindu is an open metropolis. It does not have a wall to protect itself like Jiudu, and it also has a strict censorship system. Therefore, anyone can easily enter and exit Xindu. Although now, almost everyone enters and exits Xindu through the single channel of hanging windows, it does not rule out some people with ulterior motives.

Under the cover of dusk, they evaded the inspection of the Xindu Security Bureau and arrived at their destination.

"Before we begin, I will emphasize one more point. That is, everyone must obey my orders. In this operation, the master has given me all the power. You must remember this."

"Yes."

"Well, let's go." Ling Yi gave an order and people dispersed.

"What a hassle, Zero One. Why did you order us to assassinate? I really want to...hehe."

"Eleven, shut up and follow me."

On the evening of October 22nd, the night view of Xindu was as gorgeous as usual. This night should have been like countless other nights.

"It's this building, the 23rd floor. The entire top floor is his home." Eleven said. Their target tonight is called Sun Guangjie.

"Go ahead, and be quiet when you do it. You are absolutely not allowed to wake up anyone else."

"I won't wake you up. I really want to see what expression the woman who sleeps in the same bed will have when she wakes up tomorrow morning." Eleven followed Zero One up the suspended ladder, holding a blade made of pure energy in his hand.

Going up to the 23rd floor and coming out of the ladder, you can see a blue metal door. Eleven walked up lightly and used pure power to completely cut the door lock. After breaking into the room, the faint light shone on the white floor tiles in the room.

He walked over and slowly opened the doors of each room, one by one. The toilet, the kitchen, the study, the children's room... until he opened a door and saw a man and a woman sleeping soundly on the big bed in the dark room.

Eleven glanced at the person sitting on the high chair in the living room behind him, then pushed the door and walked in.

He covered the man's mouth, inserted the ice into it and stirred it. Eleven watched with satisfaction as the man died in fear with his eyes wide open. After making sure that the man was dead and no longer struggling, he let go. He stood by the bed and admired the man's expression for a while. It was really painful.

"Let's go." Lingyi appeared in the shadow of the door like a ghost.

Eleven walked out. He walked out of the house, leaving the blue door open, letting the cold night wind blow in.

Lingyi stood by the window, looking out, taking in the shining night view of Xindu. Eleven came out and stood beside him silently. They stood there for about two or three minutes, and Lingyi exclaimed: "The night in Xindu is so beautiful."

Lingyi said as he pressed the ladder beside him. "Let's go. This night belongs to us."

They went down the ladder, leaving the door behind them wide open. When the ladder reached the first floor and opened, Lingyi said to Shiyi, "You just went too far."

"I don't think so. The master didn't say to let him die peacefully." Eleven twisted his neck.

After Eleven finished speaking, the footsteps of the two people went farther and farther away, and the night became quiet again. About ten kilometers away from their destination, on the shore of Impression East City, Wu Si said to Qi Qi who was standing beside him: "Let's go, they will be back soon."

Qiqi remained unmoved. She stared at the house in front of her with a deep and subtle light in her eyes. Five minutes later, Wusi said again, "Qiqi, we have to hurry back to where we are staying tonight."

Qiqi nodded and they left together.

Inside the house, An Yan and Su Ziling had no idea that there were two uninvited guests less than 20 meters away from their door. Su Ziling even turned over in his sleep.

Before entering the hotel, Qiqi turned her head to look at the street outside which was still brightly lit. Wusi took her hand and led her inside. "Don't worry, Qiqi, we will see countless nights like this in the future."

Qiqi remained silent and was led in by him.

Just one minute after they came back, Zero One and Eleven also stepped in. They ran into each other in the corridor and passed each other directly. The night passed quickly.

Early in the morning, a woman's sharp scream broke the orderly and busy day in Xindu.

The ice was still sticking upright on the man's chest. It was thin and long. After slowly melting overnight, the man's wound had become festered and blood was all over the bed.

The middle-aged woman rolled and crawled off the bed, she stumbled out of the bedroom, rushed out of the door, and knelt down by the window of the hanging ladder. She looked back and realized belatedly that almost all the doors in the house were wide open, she shrank and burst into tears.

It was already afternoon when An Yan received the news. When he arrived, in addition to several policemen, Song Xinjun and Zhou Chen were also there. Both of them looked extremely unhappy, and they did not relax when they saw An Yan coming.

An Yan stood at the door and looked inside, he saw the tragic state of the corpse, and he couldn't help but change his expression.

The ice became thinner, but still hadn't melted completely, and the blood flowed under the bed.

At this time, more than ten hours had passed since the crime occurred, but the ice spike was still firmly stuck in the man's torn chest, which was enough to show how deep the ice had penetrated.

The murderer's blow was fatal, but from the man's painful face, it was impossible to tell whether the murderer stabbed the man to death first and then inserted the ice to harm him, or wrapped the pure power in the ice and then killed him with a single knife.

An Yan recognized the man's face at a glance, and he immediately recalled that he had seen such a man in the conference room of Xindu Building that day. The user of ice, pure power, and the special identity of this man. No wonder Song Xinjun and Zhou Chen were both there, and now they had to notify him specifically.

An Yan thought about retreating. No matter what means were used, it was too bloody.

"What do you want me to do? I'm a doctor, not a forensic pathologist!" Doctor Wang shouted angrily as he entered the room. He was old and didn't like to make trouble.

Zhou Chen quickly asked him, "Doctor Wang, please help us. The wound has been soaking overnight, which has caused great difficulties for the forensic identification. They still haven't come up with a result."

"Humph, it has been soaking for a day and a night now." Doctor Wang said, took the gloves, put them on and walked into the house.

He pulled out the ice, looked at the wound carefully, put his hand in and took it out again, then observed the other parts of the dead body again, and finally took off his gloves and walked out. Doctor Wang handed the gloves to a policeman and said, "Hurry up and take the body away, it's going to stink."

"Listen carefully, I will only say this once. The deceased was killed by pure energy, which was attached to the solid ice. Because there was only one wound, and it was inflicted twice, it is impossible for the wound to fit so tightly. The wound looks horrible because, in addition to the water swelling it, the solid ice also stirred the internal organs violently when it penetrated. This murderer is a cruel and tyrannical person."

As soon as Dr. Wang finished speaking, Song Xinjun and Zhou Chen looked at An Yan at the same time.

"Why are you looking at An Yan? If you can't find the murderer, ask An Yan to find him. An Yan, let's go." After saying this, Dr. Wang walked out with his arms behind his back.

An Yan cast an apologetic glance at the two of them and followed Dr. Wang.

"It's not peaceful lately. I have to go to Zhou Licheng for a cup of tea some other day." Doctor Wang muttered to himself after he got out of the ladder. Then he turned to An Yan, who was two steps behind him, and said, "No need to send me off. I'll just walk around by myself."

"Yes, thank you, Doctor Wang."

Pretending not to hear An Yan's words, Dr. Wang walked away.

This brutal murder was sealed off by the police and the Revolutionary Army, and no information was leaked to the public. After several days of secret investigation, the Revolutionary Army finally pointed the finger at the group of people who were transformed and could use water abilities, which was also the most terrible conjecture they were least willing to face.

Although they knew who the murderer was, they had no idea where to start. They could only start by looking for the unidentified people staying in the hotel, which was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Zhou Chen and Song Xinjun have been busy since the murder. They are either busy investigating the case or dealing with various people. It was late that day when Zhou Chen finally found some time. He stood at the bottom of the hospital for a long time and finally decided to go up and laugh at Lin Xuanfeng.

He hadn't come to see Lin Xuanfeng since he woke up. The lights in the hospital were always white, and Zhou Chen came to Lin Xuanfeng's ward under the white light. He turned the door handle and met Lin Xuanfeng's eyes. Lin Xuanfeng was not sleeping as he imagined.

"It's so late, why don't you sleep?" Zhou Chen walked to the small bed and sat down.

"I slept too much during the day, and I can't sleep at night." This is true but not entirely true. For some reason, the wound always hurts more at night than during the day, and Lin Xuanfeng can't sleep because of the pain.

"I didn't expect you to come to see me. Just tell me what you want to say." Lin Xuanfeng said. He thought that listening to Zhou Chen talk might divert his attention.

"There's nothing to say. Did Doctor Wang say whether you can be discharged from the hospital?"

"He didn't tell me, and I also want to be quick. But the situation is probably not optimistic." Lin Xuanfeng has been awake for several days, but he has hardly ever gotten out of bed except to go to the bathroom. He doesn't know what's wrong with him. He feels pain all over his body, even walking hurts. He tried, but he can hardly use his abilities. Doctor Wang probably knows what's going on, but he didn't dare to ask.

"Oh, I see." Zhou Chen lowered his head and stopped talking.

Lin Xuanfeng also turned his head and looked at the ceiling. "I heard about that. You guys must be very busy these days."

"Yeah, I have no idea."

“Are those people protected?”

"Yes, but some are unwilling to accept it, and some are unwilling to accept us and instead find other ways."

"That's normal. Maybe some people think they will be safe if they don't get involved with the Revolutionary Army."

"That's right." Zhou Chen stood up. "Okay, you take a rest. I'll come up and take a look. It's been quiet for two or three days. I hope nothing goes wrong tomorrow."

"Okay, go ahead. I'm going to sleep. Thanks for coming to see me."

"Don't thank me. You're the only person I've hated since I was a kid. I hate people I hate saying thank you to me."

"Really?" Lin Xuanfeng smiled.

After Zhou Chen left, Lin Xuanfeng actually thought about why Zhou Chen hated him for a long time, and even said that he had never seen him since he was a child, but he didn't come to a conclusion in the end. However, it is worth celebrating that the painkillers started to work as soon as Zhou Chen left, and Lin Xuanfeng was finally able to fall asleep in the second half of the night.

Good things don't work, but bad things do. The next day, a second murder occurred.

The two murders were committed in exactly the same way, except that four people died this time. Two people died at each crime scene, and in addition to their targets, there were hired bodyguards. Except for the bodies, the scene was clean and tidy without any signs of fighting, which shows that it is more likely that the two people committed the crime at the same time.

The autopsy report confirmed this, that the two people who died at the same crime scene were not killed by the same person.

The autopsy report also showed that the four lives died almost at the same time.

This is a headache. How many people are there? Apart from the two who fought against Lin Xuanfeng, how many people are there? After this murder, Song Xinjun and others were terrified.

Is the success rate of this thing that high? If its success rate is not that high, then how many people did Song Hongtian kill behind the scenes?

After the case was reported, Fang Hao slammed the table and became furious.

"Has the secret search over the past few days had no effect at all?"

"No, there are no suspicious people in any hotel or hostel. All the credentials used to check into the hotel are authentic and valid."

"Impossible! Their true identities must have been wiped out long ago. Check them for me! Check those perfect ones who suddenly appeared, and also check their relatives and friends. Ask them all, no matter how time-consuming and laborious it is, don't let any of them go."

"Yes!" After the police officer took the order and left, Song Xinjun said to Fang Hao, "There is no news from Dark Night yet."

"No, then so be it. How are those people feeling?"

"They have been appeased, but they have indicated that if their lives cannot be guaranteed, they will continue to put pressure on you through various means."

"Don't worry, we are all in this together. Have you visited Xuanfeng in the hospital?"

"I've been there, and he doesn't look very well. It will probably take him some time to recover."

"It's really worrying. I'm too busy lately. Please visit him more often when you are free and tell him that I will visit as soon as I am free." Fang Hao had just finished speaking when there was another knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Wang Changze pushed the door open and handed a thick document to Fang Hao. Before Wang Changze started to report on his work, Song Xinjun pushed the door open and went out.

In the dark, some people were ready to make a move. They seemed to be disgusted with the inefficiency of the revolutionary army.