Ren Zai Mei Zong: Sweeping the Villains

Chapter 124 Ghost?soul?
"Director, I suggest that some of us enter the hospital and arrest James first. Even if it is not him, the real murderer will not be alerted. We still have a second chance."

Seeing the director's frowning face, Li Qianlong made an opinion.

He also stayed up all night at the police station, which was not easy.

"Yes, this is a good idea! Let's do it! Then who do you want to go with? How can we cooperate with you?"

The director's eyes suddenly brightened, this is indeed a perfect double insurance!
He has great confidence in Jack Lee's individual combat ability, and he was in the hail of bullets when he was still an undercover agent.

Dealing with a murderer shouldn't be much of a problem.

Moreover, there are too many people and it is easy to alarm others.

"Just me and the captain. We can find an excuse to read the autopsy report. He won't be on guard against us."

"Okay, we are outside to support you."

The chief made a decision and said.

Before leaving, however, some preparations were made.

Equip yourself with weapons, wear body armor, and put on a headset.

"Be careful, I've done the math, I'm Bai Lajin, you're the head of the city, and you're also a person whose destiny is to be soil, and it's very likely that he will become his target and treat you as the last sacrifice. "

Tang Ren reminded before departure.

"Every time you go to get the autopsy report, if this is the case, he is likely to attack you. It is impossible for a smart person like him to be unprepared."

Qin Feng also said.

"OK! I'll pay attention."

Chen Ying didn't think that James would be the murderer before, and now she didn't think that she would be the target.

This instant change is too fast.

The operation started quickly, and the director also assembled a large force ready to support at any time.

Li Qianlong entered the hospital lightly, and went straight to James' office with Chen Ying.

The police had already monitored him in real time, and he returned to the hospital early in the morning.

"You guys are here so early? I haven't finished the report yet."

Seeing the two coming, James felt a little surprised.

"James Springfield, now we suspect that you are involved in a series of serial murders..."

Li Qianlong didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out the arrest warrant.

James' face changed instantly, but the next moment he was easily subdued by Li Qianlong and handcuffed.

Soon, he found a dark room through a secret door in the dissecting room.

The space inside is very wide, with a high stone step leading to the mysterious altar above, and there are alchemy furnaces and other things.

It is worthy of its own hospital, it is a big deal.

"James, why are you doing this?"

Chen Ying was very sad.

James is young and promising, highly educated, with superb medical skills, and is a role model for countless people.

However, who would have thought that such a social elite was actually a serial murderer?

"He's got cancer, so even his brain is broken."

Li Qianlong threw her a bottle of anti-cancer medicine, which he found on the desk.

"I used to believe in God, but it made me despair, it took my beloved wife away, I also believed in science, but it made me despair again, and it will take my life again, I have only one choice, That is the 'Tao'..."

"Do you know how many lives I have saved? Hundreds, thousands, like a god, I am a god!"

"What's wrong with exchanging the lives of a few people for the life of a god? I can save more lives, shouldn't it?"

Perhaps it was because of being aggrieved for too long, James made a lot of accusations hoarsely.

"You are not a god, you are crazy, go and tell the judge to see if he will give you a chance to be a god."

Li Qianlong was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

He can have breakfast if he closes the case early.

"F**K YOU!"

However, James cursed, and a scalpel appeared in the handcuffed hands at some point.

He stabbed directly at his own neck and circled around.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ying screamed in fright.

She didn't expect James to commit suicide so suddenly.

But Li Qianlong knows that this is called Bingjie in Taoist terms.

If you feel that you can't pass the tribulation, you can choose your own military solution, transfer your physical skills to the soul, and choose to reincarnate or find physical rebirth.

It seems that James does know a lot about Taoist culture.

The air in the dark room froze a bit, and a depressive atmosphere spread.

Li Qianlong always felt that something was missing.

Then he saw a shadow floating out of James' head!
What the hell is this?

soul?soul? ? ?
Couldn't such a thing really exist?

However, the next moment, he remembered that this is a world with ghosts!

It seems that it is not impossible to hold a Daoist ritual and get a primordial spirit out.

If no one stops him, if he really succeeds, he won't really become a fairy, right?
At this moment, Li Qianlong had big questions in his mind.

However, it was too late to think about it. After the ghost floating in mid-air was confused for a while, the shadow seemed to be a little more solid, spreading a cold and distorted aura.

The eyes looking at Li Qianlong and the two became hatred.

Then a sharp cry rushed towards the two of them.

Chen Ying was so frightened that he fired again and again, but the bullets passed through his body, leaving his shadow unharmed.

Li Qianlong didn't waste bullets when he saw it, and stepped back briskly.

With his super high agility, even ghosts can't touch the hem of his clothes.

Then the next moment, he saw Chen Ying's whole body become sluggish, and the pistol turned slowly to point at him.

What the hell is this?

Seeing her uncontrollable appearance, she must not have been hallucinated, right?

This seems to be one of the regular attack methods of ghosts.

Looking at Li Qianlong's clear eyes, the shadow in mid-air seemed to be wondering why he was out of control?

But after only a moment's pause, he rushed towards him again.

While avoiding Chen Ying's bullet, Li Qianlong turned over a flamethrower in his hand, and fired at the shadow.

Bingjie's primordial spirit is most afraid of thunder and fire, no matter what it is, let's try it first.

The ghost backed away with a scream, but only a moment later, it pounced on it again.

Even Chen Ying was still immersed in the illusion, shooting at Li Qianlong continuously.

Li Qianlong rolled to avoid the corner, and while using the altar in the middle to block it, he kicked away an alchemy furnace next to him.

The shadow that swooped in instantly turned directly to the alchemy furnace, and let out a shrill scream, which sounded particularly penetrating.

It seems that even the shadows have dimmed a bit.

However, the injured shadow became even more furious and rushed towards Li Qianlong again.

There is a posture of immortality.

And it seems that his sanity is a little incomplete and unconscious.

I don't know if it's because the ceremony wasn't completed, or it wasn't as strong as expected?
It may also be that he is too strong, and he is unaware of the phantom attack just now.

His super high mental strength is not for show off.

After experimenting with the effect just now, Li Qianlong kicked the remaining alchemy furnaces towards the shadow one by one, and all of them hit accurately.

The originally ferocious shadow seemed to dissipate and disintegrate at this moment.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Li Qianlong took out a barrel of gasoline from the space again and poured it on him, and then the flamethrower continued its mission.

Having experienced two supernatural events, he always carries a little of this thing with him in case of emergency.

Like now.

Seeing that it worked, he became even more impolite.

Under the continuous attack, the shadow seemed unable to dodge, and let out a miserable scream in the burning.

Li Qianlong felt that the voice was a bit harsh, but Chen Ying who was beside her fell to the ground covering her head in great discomfort.

Finally, with Li Qianlong feeding several times in a row, the shadow finally dissipated in the air without a trace.

As if it never existed.

(End of this chapter)