Chapter 362: The fourth victim of the evil killer appears
Wen Xiaoli was now completely alert. No wonder Meng Fuling wanted to pull her away.
This doesn't alert the enemy. What if she attacks such a young child?
"Then what should we do next?" Wen Xiaoli asked anxiously.
"Don't worry," Meng Fuling pressed the elevator button for the 12th floor. "Of course, I'll just pretend I don't know and continue the interrogation."
"Squeak!" The door of Room 1101 was slowly pushed open, and a pair of eyes peeked out from inside.
After watching the elevator slowly rise upstairs, he closed the door.
The woman stood in the room and pulled off the shower cap on her head.
Her long white hair fell down instantly, making her face look particularly pale.
She glanced at the child who was breastfeeding on the sofa, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
"What is Meng Po from the underworld? She's nothing but this!" She turned and walked towards the Buddha statue.
He made a quick hand gesture and a creaking sound was heard.
After the Buddha statue slowly turned 180 degrees, an incense burner emitting a black and murderous aura appeared in front of it.
She reached out and slowly opened the incense burner, revealing three red bullets gleaming inside.
"It's almost healed. Once I capture four more souls, I can extend my lifespan by another seven years!"
She touched her chest behind her back, feeling very uncomfortable with the life that was still slipping away.
But in order to continue living, she must quickly choose the next candidate.
"Hahaha!" Zhang Wenli sneered, "The time has come. The next soul has been chosen!"
She clasped her hands together, her eyes glowing bloodthirsty red.
By the time Meng Fuling came out of the last house on the 23rd floor, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.
I'm so exhausted, Wen Xiaoli rubbed her shoulders, her stomach growling with hunger.
She took out two loaves of bread from her bag: "It's finally over, let's eat something to fill our stomachs first."
"I have already notified the other two police officers to sneak into Zhang Wenli's home at night and arrest her directly."
"I'm afraid it's impossible to arrest him!" As soon as Meng Fuling finished speaking, the phone rang.
"Master, this is bad! The person in the mourning hall photo has appeared!"
Hearing this, the two rushed to the scene immediately.
This time, the mobile mourning hall changed its location and moved to the open space of Building 3.
It still rose out of thin air as usual, and human portraits appeared on the blank photo frames in the mourning hall.
Meng Fuling and Wen Xiaoli rushed to the scene and found that the figure was becoming clearer and clearer.
Just as it was midnight, the person in the photo finally revealed his true face.
This is a woman with long hair, about thirty years old.
Many residents of the family compound gathered around, and everyone looked at the photo in horror.
The live broadcast room exploded again, and many people saw this person's face.
[Oh my god, the fourth victim has appeared. This photo is a death warning.]
This woman looks very fierce and doesn't seem like a good person. I wonder if she knows she's going to die?
[This is really scary. This is killing one person and moving him to another place. The main point is to treat everyone equally.]
[One shot at another, a rabbit can't always eat grass near its burrow. Which building is this unlucky guy from?]
At this time, someone had already recognized the man in the photo: "Isn't this Brother Wang?"
"Sister Wang?" Wen Xiaoli stepped forward immediately: "Do you know him?"
A woman in her twenties looked panicked: "Yes, this is Sister Wang from the 8th floor of Building 3."
"She lives next door to me. I never thought that the person in the photo was her."
"I know him. He used to be very arrogant and even held a party at home after 1am."
"A neighbor complained to the property management about him, and she brought some people to beat up the property management staff."
"Not only that, he also stole other people's packages. After you were caught, you didn't care and were still arrogant."
It seems that this so-called Sister Wang is not a good person, but Meng Fuling smiled.
"The more vicious and evil a person is, the easier it is for their soul to be extracted for alchemy."
As soon as she said this, the two policemen next to her immediately said, "That's indeed the case."
"The three people who died earlier, Grandpa Sun and Aunt Huang, were all rude and unreasonable people."
"I've received numerous complaints in the community. Neither this Sister Wang nor I are easy to deal with!"
There are still six hours until six in the morning, and the best thing to do is to catch the criminal red-handed.
"Let's go and find her first!" Meng Fuling and Wen Xiaoli came to the door of Room 803, Building 3.
"Ding Dong!" The doorbell rang several times before the door slowly opened.
A drunken woman stared at them, "Who are you? What are you doing in the middle of the night?"
"Wang Yun, right?" Wen Xiaoli checked the registration list. "Are you alone?"
"Who is it?" A man's voice came from the house at this time. She glanced at the police uniform on Wen Xiaoli irritably.
"Police, which of you has committed a crime again?" She turned around and yelled into the house.
There were three tall men sitting in the house, drinking, eating supper and watching the game.
When they heard the police were coming, the three of them immediately became alert: "We don't have any!"
"I'm dying!" Meng Fuling looked at her face and asked, "Does the mourning hall in the community know about this?"
Wang Yun immediately perked up after hearing this: "Got it? What's wrong?"
"Your photo just appeared in the frame in the mourning hall. You will be dead before six in the morning."
Several people looked at each other in astonishment, and soon burst into laughter the next second.
"What?" Wang Yun laughed so hard she replied, "I'm dying of laughter. Are you police officers? Are you some charlatan?"
"Be serious!" Wen Xiaoli's face darkened. "Don't you know that three people have died?"
"So?" She tilted her head with an indifferent expression: "Are you saying that the fourth one is me?"
"That's right!" Meng Fuling nodded in response: "Before six o'clock, she will die in the mourning hall. We have to stay and keep an eye on you."
She said dismissively: "It's up to you, I won't believe what you said anyway."
The fans in the live broadcast room were also drunk. They didn’t expect to meet someone so calm.
This sister is a tough guy. If others knew about this, they would probably be scared to death, but she doesn't care.
[My sister Yun is not afraid of death, so what is there to be afraid of? Look at her expression, she puts life and death aside.]
[This is normal. I've seen many people who are stubborn, but in the end, they were all cured by the master.]
"There are still six hours left. I want to see how this person goes to the funeral home to die on his own."
[I hope she can still say such brave words when she is about to die.]
Meng Fuling and Wen Xiaoli stayed at Wang Yun's house. The woman and three men drank until after two in the morning.
Looking at the chaotic atmosphere in front of him, he was also drunk and fell asleep on the sofa.
"You're amazing!" Wen Xiaoli admired this woman. She was still living a life of drunkenness and dreams even when she was about to die.
Meng Fuling sat calmly in the house, watching the time pass by.
She sat cross-legged and meditated to rest, and finally at five o'clock she heard a rustling sound.
The moment I opened my eyes, Wang Yun, who was sleeping on the sofa, was gone.
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