I Eat Monsters In the Town Monster

"The smell of human blood?!"

Hearing Qin Shaoyou's words, not only the servants of Tianyayuan were stunned, but also the night watchmen were all shocked.

At this time, you can see the difference between several groups of people.

Sun Xiaoqi and the others thought Qin Shaoyou was joking, and they were still joking: "Master Qin, it's normal for this place to smell like blood. Look at those dancers with red cards in the yard. They work with blood. If you order them, you can only order them." Do the plain dance."

Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma, and other Qin Shaoyou's subordinates immediately dispersed with their swords.

Someone watched around the Tianya Sand Dance Theater, allowing people to enter and not allowing them to leave.

Someone controlled the boy and interrogated him: "What happened inside? Why is there a smell of blood?"

The boy looked confused, especially when he saw Qin Shaoyou and the others touch the knife, he was startled and anxious, almost crying, and hurriedly said: "We are serious business here, sir, are you making a mistake?"

"I can't make a mistake." Qin Shaoyou said.

In the past few days, he not only strengthened his blood, muscles and bones, but also improved his five senses through the miraculous spiritual food and his own exercise.

Especially sensitive to the smell of blood.

Zhu Xiucai also carefully identified the smell in the air at this time, and said with a serious face: "There is indeed a fresh bloody smell different from menstruation, which is diluted by the smell of wine and rouge, so it is not obvious."

Qin Shaoyou nodded. With Zhu Xiucai's words, he can be sure that it is not his own illusion.

The smell of human blood in such a place reminded him of the ghost in the erotic pictures.

Since the mastermind behind the ghost in the painting can make the ghost hide in the erotic picture to harm people and steal the yang, essence and blood.

Wouldn't it be possible to let ghosts hide in this cat-catching alley and solicit customers?

Qin Shaoyou immediately made an arrangement: "Leave a few people to watch the gate and the courtyard wall, don't let people leave, others will follow me in to have a look."

Entering the Tianya Sand Dance Academy, Qin Shaoyou glanced at the situation inside.

The scale of this yard is not small, there are lanterns hanging around, but the light is not bright, it seems to deliberately create a dim and hazy feeling.

In the center of the courtyard is a dance floor.

Men and women hug each other and dance slowly on the dance floor, with expressions of enjoyment or intoxication.

On the right side of the dance floor, there is a group of musicians playing the zither and sheng to cheer up the people on the dance floor.

In front of the dance floor, there is an artificial lake, and in front of it are rows of seats.

Guests who come to dance will get a seat of their own under the arrangement of the servant.

After jumping tired, they can return to their seats to rest, and drinks and snacks are provided.

The area on the left side of the dance floor is where the dancers rest.

If someone takes a fancy to a certain dancer, they can come here to pull her to play a song on the dance floor, or go straight to the greenhouse behind the curtain on the dance floor to have an in-depth exchange.

Looking around, everything in the yard seems to be normal, and there is nothing unusual.

At this time, several burly guards also set their sights on Qin Shaoyou and others.

When they saw Qin Shaoyou and the others with sabers on their faces, and the young servant welcoming the guests with a panicked face, tears in the corners of his eyes, and a pitiful look, they thought it was someone who had come to provoke trouble.

Several nursing homes came over immediately and stopped Qin Shaoyou and others.

But before they could report their names and say harsh words, they heard a scream from the flower room behind the curtain on the dance floor:

"It's dead—"

The person who called was obviously frightened, and the high-pitched voice overwhelmed the music played by the musicians.

Sure enough, something went wrong!

Qin Shaoyou, Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and others immediately ran towards the direction where the exclamation came from.

The nurses subconsciously wanted to block it.

Zhu Xiucai directly took out his waist card, and shouted in a cold voice: "The town monster is doing business, if you don't want to die, get out!"

The nurses immediately let go.

These guards may have the courage to confront the servants and police officers of the government office, but they definitely dare not stab the demon townspeople, otherwise their death will be in vain.

Not only did they not have the guts to resist, they also took the initiative to lead the way: "My lord, go here."

At the same time, he also kindly asked if there was anything that needed help.

Sun Xiaoqi and the others were stunned for a while before they realized: "Damn, something really happened! I have to work overtime for every sand dance, it's really bad luck!"

Cursing is all about cursing, they still have professional ability.

Sun Xiaoqi immediately arranged manpower, either to help control the gate to prevent people from leaving, or to control the crowd that fell into chaos because of the dead.

Then he asked the servant and the nurse: "Do you have a side door or a back door here?"

After getting the answer, he immediately sent someone to take the servant and the guard to guard the side door and the back door, and not let anyone leave.

After doing this, they began to regret again, why didn't they bring a knife?

If, like Qin Shaoyou, Zhu Xiucai and others, they brought weapons by their side, they would be able to deal with sudden situations more calmly and confidently.

"I have to learn from Qin Xiaoqi in the future, and I have to keep the sword close to my body, in case of emergencies."

Sun Xiaoqi and the others sighed secretly, and immediately sent people back to Zhenyaosi to get the equipment.

At this time, Qin Shaoyou, Zhu Xiucai and others had already arrived at the flower room behind the curtain on the dance floor.

This is a hall, with many small rooms separated by bamboo curtains, which is convenient for doing business.

At this moment, many people ran out and gathered around one of the small rooms.

Qin Shaoyou and the others separated from the crowd and walked over.

Just look at this small room, there is a man without pants, who is lying in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he is alive or dead.

The blood flowed from his facial features, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding, it was scary to look at, not only stained his entire face and upper body red, but also formed a pool of blood on the ground.

Zhu Xiucai bent down, sniffed the man's breath, touched his wrist and chest, raised his head and said, "My lord, I'm dead."

"It's him who died, not your lord, so you have to make it clear." Qin Shaoyou corrected a sentence, looked at the crowd of onlookers, and asked, "Did anyone see how he died?"

Most people didn't see it.

After all, they were all working in a small room at that time, and they could only hear the crashing sound in the next room, but could not see the specific content.

There were only a few people who waited in line for the room, and after seeing it vaguely, they answered in a hurry:

"He was working with a dancer in the room, and suddenly let out a low growl, and then the dancer ran out in panic, and he fell to the ground."

"Yes, I saw it too, it is indeed the case."

"After this man fell down, I came over to see what was wrong with him. I saw blood from his facial features, and my feet were so frightened that my feet went limp."

"He's a type of horse wind! I've seen people with horse wind before. It's this kind of death. His facial features are bleeding, and his whole face is as purple as an eggplant. It's quite scary."

Immediately wind?

Qin Shaoyou frowned slightly, and asked these witnesses: "Where is the dancer who was with him before? Where did he go?"

Several witnesses shook their heads:

"do not know."

"Did not notice."

"Are you scared to hide? If it were me, I would hide too."

Qin Shaoyou asked these people again if they had seen the appearance of the dancer clearly.

"I saw it." Several people really raised their hands.

Qin Shaoyou greeted Zhu Xiucai: "Take them to identify people, find out that dancer, and see if she has any problems."

After a while, the assistant of the town demon division came.

After examining the deceased, he ruled out other causes of death and determined it was horse wind.

The work also identified the identity of the deceased.

"Isn't this Yan Liu, the scribe in the punishment room? He always brags to me about how powerful he is, but he didn't expect to die immediately, and his body is not good enough."

"Scribe Yan Liu? Are you sure you didn't admit your mistake?"

When mentioning the punishment room, Qin Shaoyou thought of the two cases in Wujiabao and Mianyuan County.

For these two cases, if there are contacts in the government office to help cover up, then there must be no way around the torture chamber.

So this Yan Liu, did he really just die in an accident caused by Ma Feng?

Or was he related to a certain case, knew too much, and was silenced?

Wu Zuo said: "How could I admit my mistake? This grandson owed me half the money and didn't pay it back. I would recognize it even if it turned into ashes! Hey, now that he's dead, who can I ask for my half money?"

Seeing Wu Zuo sighing and sighing was very sad, Qin Shaoyou had no choice but to comfort him a few words.

But soon, Wu Zuo became happy again: "When Yan Liu dies, his wife will become a widow. If I marry his wife, not only can I get back the half of the money he owes me, but I can also make money."

Fuck, talent.

Qin Shaoyou was startled.

Soon, with the help of witnesses, Zhu Xiucai and others found the dancer.

Wu Ji was still in shock, and after some cross-examination, she admitted that Yan Liu was indeed with her when she died.

But she denied that she had done anything to Yan Liu, it was Yan Liu who did it to her.

And they didn't know each other before, it was just a one-time pure transaction relationship.

Qin Shaoyou carefully observed the dancer.

It was found that there was nothing wrong with her except that she was a little shocked.

After interrogating the dancer girl, Zhu Xiucai and several powerful fighters who are good at interrogating also reported to Qin Shaoyou: "My lord, she doesn't seem to be lying."

The dancer did not lie, and Wu Zuo did not find any other cause of death.

So Yan Liu's death really had nothing to do with ghosts, nor was it a murder, just an accident?

But Qin Shaoyou always felt something was wrong.

Because everything is too coincidental...

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