The masked man regained some composure and continued, "After the landlord died, his flesh turned into a lump of flesh and vanished into thin air."
His skeleton transformed into a white mask and a short sword—the very short sword you hold, and the mask is the same as the one on my face.
Du Fuwei then asked, "Where's the mask?"
"It also vanished into thin air."
"How did you leave the room after you strangled the landlord?"
The masked man is now answering every question. "That short sword is a magical artifact; it can carry people away by consuming ghost money."
Du Fuwei gripped the hilt of the short sword and channeled a wisp of Netherworld power into it. Sure enough, he discovered that the short sword had the ability to carry people into the air.
He turned to Xia Tianqiong beside him and asked, "Commander Xia, I've finished asking my questions. Do you have anything else to ask?"
“I’m very interested in this mask.”
As Xia Tianqiong spoke, she walked directly towards the masked man and reached out to grab his mask.
"What are you trying to do? This mask can't be removed. I'm not lying to you, really, I'm telling the truth."
The masked man was so frightened that he tried to back away, but he was already standing in the corner and had nowhere to retreat.
Xia Tianqiong grabbed the side of the mask and casually took it off.
This action stunned everyone in the room, who thought, "Didn't she just take it off like that? She didn't even seem to use any force!"
Xia Tianqiong held the mask, her brows furrowed, and her body stiffened for a moment.
The moment he removed the mask, he discovered that the masked man's soul had also been pulled out.
Moreover, he was instantly absorbed by the mask, and the masked man died directly. Xia Tianqiong didn't even have time to use the resurrection technique.
"So the mask is worn on the soul!"
The mask is connected to the soul; even the slightest touch causes excruciating pain, so he naturally cannot remove it on his own.
Just as everyone was stunned, the masked man's corpse suddenly changed.
Just as he had said before, flesh and entrails vanished into thin air, and the skeleton transformed into a mask and a white spear.
Xia Tianqiong immediately grabbed the mask. He remembered Sun Tianjun saying that masks could also disappear into thin air.
Sure enough, as soon as I grabbed the mask, I felt a tremendous force.
Immediately afterwards, the mask shook off his hand and then vanished into thin air.
Xia Tianqiong wasn't disappointed, after all, this was the Ghost King's method, and it was unlikely that he could break the rules so easily.
He picked up the white spear at random and examined it closely, only to find that it was a very ordinary magical weapon.
He has plenty of this kind of stuff in his warehouse.
He turned to look at Xiao Tao, "Did you notice anything unusual?"
Xiao Tao frowned slightly. "Just now I sensed a trace of spatial power and the power of rules, but it was fleeting, and I couldn't perceive its source."
Xia Tianqiong suddenly sighed softly and turned to look at Du Fuwei.
"It can now be basically confirmed that it was the work of the Ghost King, otherwise it would have been impossible to hide it from my Xiao Tao, who is at the peak of the Ghost General level."
Du Fuwei's expression remained unchanged; in fact, he had already guessed it, and this was just confirmation.
"The white mask induces people to kill, and then the corpses turn into artifacts and new masks, which is obviously the reason for the disappearances."
There are probably already many masks in the capital. If this trend continues, it will spread exponentially, with unimaginable consequences.
At this point, he suddenly looked at Xia Tianqiong with hopeful eyes, "Commander Xia, is there a way to break this rule?"
Xia Tianqiong was holding a white mask and studying it.
Hearing this, I couldn't help but retort, "Do you think I'm a god? We've only just started, how could it be so easy to crack?"
Moreover, the rules we're currently encountering may not be complete, making them impossible to crack.
An awkward smile appeared on Du Fuwei's rugged face; he realized he had been a bit too hasty.
"So what should we do now?"
Xia Tianqiong handed him the white mask, "Although I'm not sure how to break it, I still want to cause some trouble for the Ghost King."
He exploited people's curiosity, made them wear masks, incited their anger, and induced them to commit murder, which was clearly something that could have been prevented.
The official announcement, broadcast on television, should explain the dangers of white masks to the public and urge them to hand in any masks they find immediately, thereby reducing their spread.
Du Fuwei's eyes lit up, and he added, "Just issuing announcements isn't enough. We need to have every community worker go door-to-door to spread the word and also check things out to prevent anyone from hoarding them."
Xia Tianqiong nodded, "You guys are better at this kind of thing, so handle it yourselves! As for those who are already wearing masks, send the Tianlong Legion to search the whole city and try to bring them all back. I want to study it."
"What are you studying? Are you going to take off their masks?"
"That's right, I want to try to see if I can remove it safely without harming my soul."
"Alright, I'll personally lead the team to catch them."
The two parted ways, and Du Fuwei not only had to arrange for a television announcement but also had to personally go and capture the masked man.
Xia Tianqiong seemed to be a hands-off manager, but she wasn't idle either.
He wandered around the capital, dealing with other strange events, because he was unsure whether the King of Ghosts had any other methods up his sleeve.
That evening, the entire capital city learned about the white mask on television and radio.
The next day, community workers began hiring volunteers to go door-to-door to spread the word and check for people wearing masks.
On the fourth and fifth days, nothing changed in the capital, but dozens of masked men were captured.
On the sixth day, Xia Tianqiong dealt with hundreds of strange incidents but found none related to the Ghost King.
He wasted no more time and went to the temporary detention center set up by the Tianlong Legion, where the masked men who had been captured in the past few days were being held.
The temporary detention center was converted from a mental hospital. It contained many individual rooms and was guarded by a squadron of the Sky Dragon Legion's Tricksters.
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