There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 60: Psychological portrait

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Boom.

Boom.

A soft knock on the door.

"Hello, I am a property owner, and someone complains about throwing objects from a height."

One second...ten seconds...there is no movement in the house, it seems that the owner is not at home. But from the crack of the door at the foot, there were a few ray of lights, which seemed to show that there was no one in the house. Perhaps it was because the residents forgot to turn off the lights when they went out?

Boom, boom boom.

The sound of a gentle knock on the door is still tepid.

"Hello, I am sending warmth from the community."

There is still no movement in the house.

Afterwards, the knocking outside the door disappeared, and it seemed that the property and the community had left when the owner was not there.

Just the next second! Without warning!

Boom!

The anti-theft door blasted inward with great force, and the house seemed to tremble violently, and then saw a man carrying a knife, slammed into the house with fierce intent: "I'm here to harvest leeks again ."

Boom!

It smashed out with a knife, and the force of the knife was so strong that it directly smashed half of the plaster wall of the bedroom, and the rocks flew up and exploded.

Boom!

The bathroom was smashed.

Boom, the seven-eight-meter-large scorching blade light directly smashed all the electrical appliances in the kitchen into fragments in the sky.

……

Grey air +1.

Fang Zheng shook his head. With the continuous hunting for the past few days, the techniques have become more and more familiar, and the continuous use of warfare, and the use of gray air to quickly cultivate themselves, these paper-struck people have been difficult to handle. He made ten knives, and this was the fourth paper man to be killed.

If it is placed in an open area, even Fang Zheng is confident that he will solve the battle with six swords.

The knife is suitable for opening and closing, and the more powerful it is.

However, Founder is very satisfied with the current state of life, and can steadily increase a "deposit" every day, which is a proper stable asset. After that, Fang Zheng quickly left the place and left the Qinglianhe community directly over the wall.

Just shortly after Fang Zheng left Qinglianhe Community, he suddenly changed his expression and saw Fang Zheng unzipping the pocket of his jacket. There were four pieces of paper floating in the air strangely, unexpectedly starting to move in a certain direction. Floating away.

Founder was surprised.

Could it be that there was a second paper man who came out to make trouble?

This was the first time he encountered this scene.

Xiasha community.

Boom!

There was a sudden explosion, and in an instant, a household’s house was plunged into a raging fire.

The huge air wave, even the glass of other residents around also exploded, screaming, panic, and fleeing for a while,

When Founder rushed non-stop from Qinglianhe Community to Xiasha Community, he saw the scene in front of him from a distance.

Among the crowds who ran out of the community in a panic, Fang Zheng accidentally saw a few people with special temperaments, two of whom had a deep memory.

It was the scar-faced man and the plain-looking woman in her thirties that we encountered in the haunted house in the playground.

Before Fang Zheng approached, the other party got in the car and left quickly.

"Damn." Fang Zheng couldn't help but spit out, feeling very depressed.

The scene in front of us couldn't be more obvious, the "Supernatural Investigation Bureau" took a step halfway, and dropped the demons and eliminated the demons in advance.

The best proof is that the four pieces of paper in his hand have recovered from being beaten to a corpse, and there is no movement.

But after thinking about it carefully, Founder again thinks this is reasonable.

The last time Police Officer Wei asked him for a list of novels, he mentioned that he was investigating a case. It seems that every missing person has one thing in common, that is, he was reading strange novels before he disappeared.

With such a reasoning, and looking at the "Supernatural Investigation Bureau" that appeared in front of him, Fang Zheng immediately understood everything.

He speculated that it was probably that after Police Officer Wei asked him for the list of novels, he succeeded in fishing law enforcement to the paper, and then the "Superior Investigation Bureau" took advantage of the trend and continued fishing law enforcement. Today, they finally got the bait for fishing.

With the ability of the "Supernatural Investigation Bureau", if so many days have passed and the key clues have not yet been grasped, phishing law enforcement is the most unreasonable.

You cut demons and demons, and uphold the righteousness of the world, I have no objection.

You cut me off, and I admit it.

At least wait at the same place, let me pick up a handful of wool before you leave.

Fang Zheng went black immediately.

Maybe the bad luck has just begun. The next day, when Fang Zheng rushed to the place of the supernatural incident again, he was cut off by the people of the "Superior Investigation Bureau" again.

The third day was also cut off.

Because of concealment and careful consideration on the road, he always lags behind the "Supernatural Investigation Bureau".

Unfortunate things do not stop there. Even the investigation in the college town seems to have fallen into a rigid situation, and there was no new progress for a while.

Baijiahei, he didn't go to the college town less often, and for this he also delayed a lot of training time, but there was no new progress in the investigation.

Seeing the day by day, the appointment time with the local tyrant Dong was delayed, and Fang Zheng decided to find the local tyrant Dong as a breakthrough.

At that time, letting the local tyrant Dong help him spy on the intelligence of the college town from his aunt's side, and it will be better than him alone in the college town.

There is a lot of drifting every day, and it may even increase the risk of exposure.

Fang Zheng is not a hesitant character. Before 7 o'clock in the morning, he locked the door, took a few changes of clothes, and went straight to the passenger transportation center.

From Zhoushi to the deep mountain and old forest where the crew is located, there are three transfers in total. If you don't leave early, you may miss the third transfer.

Zhoushi, police station.

A heroic figure with strong footsteps finally entered an office.

"Xiaowen, do you have anything at hand now?" The speaker was Wei Youran, and she saw her left hand in a cast fixed on her chest.

"Hey, Officer Wei, you were discharged from the hospital so soon?" The man named Xiaowen was a young policeman, and the title card said [Psychological Criminals].

"Did Officer Wei want to make a psychological portrait of me?"

The young policeman Xiaowen asked to sit down.

Wei Youran sat down and said: "Well, I need Xiaowen, you can help me mentally portrait a person."

The young policeman Xiaowen is curious: "The person who is desperately trying to arrest Wei has just been discharged from the hospital. It must be another tricky case."

Wei Youran did not admit or deny that when the young policeman Xiaowen got ready, he signaled that Wei Youran could start describing the prisoner.

Wei Youran thought for a while and began to describe the characteristics... But when the young policeman Xiaowen heard Wei Youran's description, he was stunned, with a surprised look on his face.

"This person is male, he should be between 20-23, and definitely not more than 25."

"His whole body is covered by a strong light, and he can't see the specific facial features, but he is about 175 cm tall and he is neither fat nor thin. He should have short hair..."

"Although his whole body is shrouded in strong light, he can vaguely see that his eyebrows are not thick, his frontal bones are not high, and his facial features are coordinated..."

Following Wei Youran's description, gradually, a vague man's face was gradually portrayed.

"Look at Officer Wei, is this this person?"

Twenty minutes later, Xiaowen, a young policeman, has painted a psychological portrait.

Looking at the psychological portrait on the paper, Wei Youran furrowed his eyebrows slightly, and said in a thought: "The eyebrows are more delicate, the bridge of the nose is higher, and the chin should be a little angular..."

After another ten minutes of revision and modification, when Wei Youran saw the last psychological portrait, that face that had been calm and calm, unexpectedly appeared temporarily absent, as if he had seen some incredible scene, and was stunned on the spot.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and ordinary people can't notice it inadvertently, but at the moment, sitting opposite Wei Youran is a psychological portraitist who is familiar with psychology.

"Officer Wei, this is the first time I saw you smiling..."

"It seems that this man is the one Officer Wei wants to find."