When watching the surveillance video here, Xiao Shan and others have been shocked several times in a row. The continuous weirdness has made them numb.

I watched the paper man check the vital signs of everyone, and finally put the screened bodies into coffins and carried them into the store.

Finally, the surveillance footage froze on a calm road.

Xiaoshan slowly turned his head, looked at the four big words "Scientific Law Enforcement" on the wall, and fell into deep thought.

This world seems to be becoming less and less scientific...

This week alone, he has taken over four strange cases, and the first three have been handed over to Xuanmen for handling.

Last night's Changhong Funeral Case was destined to be submitted to Xuanmen.

If Changhong Funeral Home was the weird one, then there was no trace of Zhang Fan at all in the other three cases.

When Xiaoshan first saw the paper man, he was still thinking about it.

Everyone knows that these people are dead now, but before the paper man moves them, who can be sure whether they are alive or dead?

You, Zhang Fan, may be weird, but if the person is not dead and you put him in a coffin, whose responsibility is it?

I never expected that these paper figures could actually make a detector and tell others directly from the surveillance camera: He died when I touched him.

The three of them were silent for a long time, and Li Shaohui said, "This... Master, the paper man carrying the coffin is indeed weird, but I feel that the beginning is even more bizarre. Why would these people go to Changhong Funeral Home and bump into each other?"

"I just saw on the surveillance camera that the person who was thrown out was the president of Tianxiazhi Labor Union. These people are most likely all from Tianxiazhi."

"The world knows?" Xiao Shan murmured, and then pressed the pager next to his right hand: "Has the identity of the deceased not been found yet?"

"Director Xiao, I sent the information to your email. I didn't dare to knock on the door for fear of disturbing you."

"OK."

Xiaoshan opened the email without hesitation.

As expected, these people are all well-known people in the world, and colleagues have specially marked that these people have been paid attention to by Zhang Fan.

"Sure enough, he is a well-known person. This group of people hired someone to hurt Zhang Fan on Jike. I didn't expect... such a weird thing to happen." Liu Jun frowned and said, "Director, Bai Xiaotong may still be in Nancheng now. Should we bring him back to ask him?"

"Yes." Xiao Shan nodded and said, "You go ahead. Don't worry about this case. I'll find someone to handle it."

"OK."

“…”

The other side.

An abandoned station in the south city.

A total of thirty people from the Tianxia Zhigong Association came this time, ten of them left, leaving twenty.

At this time, everyone including Bai Xiaotong gathered together to discuss important matters.

The person surrounded by them was the child Xiao Shiqi, whom Xiao Jie picked up from the rental house.

"Brothers, now that things have come to this, morality, bottom line, personality, and conscience must be put aside for now!"

"Do you know how terrifying Brother Sangzang is? Our good brother, Taozi, was walking on the road last night and suddenly died. Not even a trace of him was left!"

"And the ten brothers who were acting with me were killed by the ghosts..."

“…”

Bai Xiaotong gave a half-hour speech, explaining the pros and cons, and finally expressed his true thoughts:

"We are all people that Brother Funeral is watching. If we want to survive, this is the only way left."

"I'm asking you, do you still want to live?"

"I have already contacted the wizard. If you object, please raise your hands!"

After he finished speaking, the scene was silent.

No one said anything, tacitly agreeing to the decision.

Bai Xiaotong did not want to give everyone too much time to think, so he announced immediately:

"It's settled, we are all in this together, whoever dares to go against Feng Shui will bear the consequences!"

…

Yuncheng First Hospital.

Outside a high-end ward.

After Zhao Yong's treatment, Hu Kai has completely recovered his health.

While Hu Kai was still asleep, Zhang Fan and the others prepared to leave quietly.

However, before he could open the door, Hu Kai's weak voice rang out from his sick bed: "Everyone... wait a minute."

Zhang Fan frowned slightly and wanted to ignore it, but Zhao Yong was moved at this time. He pulled Zhang Fan's shoulder and said in embarrassment: "Boss, wait a moment."

"Yongzi, is that you? I knew it was you!" Hu Kai's voice was obviously a little excited.

"Brother Kaishan..." Zhao Yong turned around and was about to greet him, but Hu Kai's mind was not on recognizing him at all. He interrupted with a serious face:

"There are dead souls and evil dragons in Feilong River. You must take action!"

"The dead souls and the evil dragon have signed a contract. As long as the two are not eliminated, there will be an endless stream of innocent people being sent into the mouth of the evil dragon!"

"I was a little reckless that day and was seriously injured, but I also learned some things."

"Ghost?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Fan immediately became interested.