Who is the one with the special ability who can't move an inch and dismantles the projector first?

Or will the third drumbeat sound first?

The little girl's eyes slowly scanned the investigators.

The bottom of Xue Li and Long Fan's eyes were bulging and bloodshot, their lips were completely white, and they knelt on the ground for a long time without being able to stand up.

Jiang Ji leaned her back against the door lock of the fast food restaurant to block it from entering. She looked better, but the cold sweat on her forehead could not be hidden from the little girl's eyes.

She was already very weak.

But why did the last light in her body, that disgusting light, not fade away, but instead become brighter and brighter?

Are you expecting a miracle to happen?

Just like when she was thrown into a pit and sand kept covering her face, she was still expecting the fairy godmother in the bedtime story to appear?

But fairy tales are all false.

She crawled out of the soil, found her beloved father and mother, and stuffed them into the little bear's stomach. The family would never be separated.

"Hehehe, humans are so stupid..."

"Baby, Mommy likes this woman's face..."

"Tear them apart quickly and merge with us..."

The little bear doll clung to her back and kept urging her. Countless voices of men and women merged together, strangely hoarse and full of greed.

The little girl recalled that unpleasant memory, and out of some dark mentality, she stopped attacking, wanting to see the expressions of these investigators as they died miserably in despair after hearing the third drumbeat.

Eyes that refuse to close have lost their luster.

Like pearls covered in dust.

In silence, time and heartbeat go hand in hand.

...56, 57, 58.

The little girl kicked up her beautiful little red leather shoes and counted down the time on her fingers. The further she counted, the more she licked her lips in anticipation.

Suddenly, the smile on the little girl's face froze. Before she could say anything, she turned into a streak of white light and disappeared. The pieces of flesh and hair stuck to the scepter also disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

——The projector was dismantled.

Jiang Ji straightened up and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

The smile doesn't disappear, it just shifts to her face.

When the enemy team had superimposed the buff effect of "Human Skin Drum" and his side was severely weakened, Jiang Ji was like an old hen trying her best to protect her chicks, flapping her wings frantically but unable to stop an eagle from pouncing on her food.

She simply changed her thinking and delayed the time.

The weird ones all have their own characteristics and obsessions. Children like this are the easiest to deceive. Jiang Ji directly shows the posture that the other party most wants to destroy.

She is a professional in acting.

The process is not important, what matters is that she sees the future.

The main character in the comic is not stupid.

Ajin got some clues in his dream last night and knew that the death of Weishengdie in the prophecy was related to this organization. Before boarding the plane today, he stayed in the office and used his authority to check relevant files. He also went to the psychic forum and the dark web to do a lot of research.

The introduction of the "human skin drum" is also indispensable.

This organization now calls itself a pure religion and calls other doctrines mixed religions. It could no longer hide its evil intentions before the strange story came. After the rebellion failed, its leader fled abroad and received support from foreign forces.

Their top leaders want to continue the bloody rule and traditional rituals of the past, so they use ghost stories to create terrorist incidents when society is in chaos, trying to draw supreme power...

In fact, everything stems from the desires of those high-level officials.

The so-called solution is actually super simple.

The sound of the human skin drum is an eerie Sanskrit sound, and it is also the death knell of humanity. Humans will quickly become weak, but the eeriness will be greatly intensified.

So, Ajin released the plastic surgery ghost.

Let them carry themselves into the last projection room, and with the help of human skin drums, dismantle the projector in less time than before.

It seems as if no one has any weird help.

These ghosts have been dead for too long, and their brains can’t function anymore.

The three projectors were dismantled and the incident was resolved. The human skin drum did not attack them directly through reality, but through the sound effects in the movie. The movie disappeared and the damage was removed.

Jiang Ji sat down with her back against the glass door. She let go of the scepter and her dominant hand trembled uncontrollably. Xue Li and Long Fan took out the recovery potion and poured it into their mouths. The two yang fires that had been extinguished on their bodies had lit up again.

But the flame was weak and the spirit was still weak.

The survivors had weaker resistance to mental attacks and had not yet woken up from their coma, but they stopped speaking those strange mumblings.

Through the glass, Jiang Ji saw the special forces personnel waiting outside say a few words on the phone, then rush into the cinema with guns in hand.

They sent the surviving people to the Guifangyuan.

Jiang Ji and the others were not seriously injured. After a preliminary examination by the healing psychic who arrived, they returned to the hotel with a few bottles of medicine. Anyway, they had to go to the headquarters for a detailed physical examination tomorrow.

Long Fan was about to say something, but was blocked by them.

I can't write a summary report at all. I was already exhausted writing the report in Tonghua City, so why do I have to write a report in Kyoto?

The three of them naturally left this matter to Long Fan.

It was so late, but Jiang Ji and the other two still saw some psychics who had just got off the plane and were queuing for examination in the hotel lobby. They had the badges of Lingnao City and Shanyang City on their clothes, but they still didn't see Nikko City.

In the hotel elevator, they met Zheng Baixue and others who had just returned from a mission, and they chatted casually about the mission.

Lu Wangjin did not come this time. Instead, the psychics from several other teams came and arrived in Kyoto a week in advance. The psychics from their branches are not assigned emergency tasks every day.

The tasks Zheng Baixue received these days were of moderate difficulty.

There were people with special abilities who died in the line of duty in both Tongxin City and Wuhai City.

These are all high-potential psychics who are worth cultivating.

After learning that Jiang Ji and the others had encountered the "human skin drum" this time, Zheng Baixue's eyes became more thoughtful: "You have also felt that the situation in Kyoto has been turbulent recently... Be careful when you go out recently."

Except Ajin, Jiang Ji and Xue Li understood what she meant.

Something was wrong along the way.

It stands to reason that with such a tight staff situation, the headquarters would not send people with special abilities to pick them up, which would be a serious waste of resources.

Whether they were on the way from the airport to the hotel or on emergency missions, they were almost never out of Long Fan's sight... Was there an undercover agent among the superpowers in the branch? Or was there an undercover agent in the headquarters?

Or maybe both.

It is normal for some official psychics to have disloyal thoughts. These psychics are exposed to weirdness and strange stories every day. Their minds may be distorted and polluted at any time, or they may be successfully brainwashed by the endless evil organizations. There are also many psychics who hope to become completely weird.

Jiang Ji didn't think any more about it. He was really tired today, so he decided to take a nap first.

Still a dreamless night.