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"Little Wang!"

Director Li practically gritted his teeth as he forced out two words, "What's wrong now?"

He was mentally prepared to hear any bad news, so he wouldn't be too surprised if Xiao Wang told him that the roof of the police station had collapsed.

Xiao Wang, breathless, pointed in the direction of the detention room, his voice trembling: "Director... I was just looking for a quiet place to sleep."

Passing by...passing by the detention room...and discovered...discovered that Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang are gone!

"What?"

Chief Li's pupils contracted. "Disappeared? What do you mean? Is the lock broken? Did they escape? Or did they break out of prison again?"

"No...it didn't run away!"

Xiao Wang waved his hands anxiously, "It disappeared into thin air, just like Jia Zhangshi disappeared before. I asked the other people who were imprisoned inside."

They said... he just dozed off, and the two brothers vanished. The door was locked, the windows weren't touched, and they... they were just gone!

Vanished into thin air?

Vanished into thin air again!

Director Li felt his hands and feet turn ice cold instantly. Every time someone "disappeared into thin air" like this, the news that followed was almost always the devastating news of their death.

And their deaths were all more gruesome than the last!

This time... two disappeared at once.

Yan Bugui's two sons!

The sky is falling!

This is going to be a big problem!

Two lives lost!

Moreover, he disappeared in the police station's detention room, right in front of everyone. How can we explain this to our superiors and his family?

Just as Director Li was stunned and disoriented by the sudden bad news, before he could give any further instructions...

Outside the police station gate, a series of hurried footsteps and a commotion could be heard.

"Old Li! What happened? Why are you all so anxious?"

Director Li looked up abruptly and saw Qin Ming leading Da Liu and Xiao Chen, all looking exhausted, striding in.

"Old Qin, you're finally back!"

Director Li, as if he had found his pillar of support (the scapegoat), rushed forward, ignoring Xiao Wang, and said urgently:

"Something terrible has happened. Yan Bugui's two sons, Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang, just disappeared into thin air in the detention room."

Just like with Jia Zhangshi that time, I reckon... they're probably in grave danger."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming paused, his face showing little surprise, but rather a heavy and knowing "as expected" expression.

He nodded, his voice hoarse: "They were indeed monstrous. The person... is already dead."

"What?"

Although Director Li had expected it, hearing it confirmed by Qin Ming himself still sent a jolt through his heart.

"How...how did you know? Did you find the body?"

Qin Ming did not answer directly, but instead gestured to Da Liu and Xiao Chen who were following behind him.

Each of them carried a round object, about the size of a basketball, tightly wrapped in black cloth, with dark stains seeping through the edges of the bags.

The two understood each other and stepped forward, standing in front of Chief Li, Xiao Wang, and several police officers who had been drawn by the commotion.

He carefully placed the black cloth wrapping on the table next to him, and then slowly lifted a corner of the black cloth.

Despite being mentally prepared, everyone present still couldn't help but gasp when they saw what was revealed under the black cloth.

Those were two watermelon heads.

Although the bloodstains had been partially cleaned up, the severed neck wound and the pale, stiff face were still shocking.

It was Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang.

The two watermelons' pupils were wide open, but the lingering fear and pain on their faces were still clearly visible.

"We failed to catch the criminals, but we found this on a crooked tree outside the courtyard house at No. 95."

Qin Ming's voice was low, carrying a suppressed anger and helplessness, "Only watermelon, the lower half... nowhere to be found."

The scene was deathly silent.

Xiao Wang covered his mouth, took a step back, and turned pale.

He had just reported two people missing, and then he saw their heads... The impact was too great.

Director Li looked at the two heads on the table, then at Qin Ming's tired and heavy face, and then at Xiao Wang.

On the third day, just as it began, the death toll rose again, and in this blatantly provocative and extremely cruel way.

The evil spirits' madness seems to be escalating.

He's bloodthirsty!

They seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand, falling behind step by step and being passive in every situation.

Qin Ming took a deep breath and broke the silence: "Old Li, immediately arrange for a forensic doctor to examine these two... watermelon heads."

In addition, security has been strengthened inside and around the police station.

I suspect... that 'thing' might be more terrifying and audacious than we imagine, and it's likely about to make a big move.

Qin Ming took a deep breath and broke the silence: "Old Li, immediately arrange for a forensic doctor to examine these two... watermelon heads."

In addition, security has been strengthened inside and around the police station.

I suspect... that 'thing' might be more terrifying and audacious than we imagine, and it's likely about to make a big move.

Director Li nodded in agreement, but he didn't say anything or mention the three missing bodies in the morgue.

Team Leader Qin glanced at Director Li again, but didn't ask any more questions. He then instructed, "Big Liu, Little Chen, Little Wang, I promised you, you can go back and rest."

The three thanked him, saying, "Thank you very much, Captain Qin."

Xiao Wang, having shaken off his earlier fear, immediately agreed. "This place is too scary. Let's go home and sleep."

Director Li wanted to suggest that Xiao Wang stay at the station to rest, but he had only been there for a few minutes and a major incident had already occurred inside the station. How could things be different inside and outside the station?

Let him do it.

But I still gave him a heads-up, "Xiao Wang, go back and get some rest. Don't run around anymore, understand?"

Xiao Wang, looking guilty, hung his head and said, "Chief, I know. I wanted to sleep too, but things just happened to coincide. I couldn't possibly not report it, could I?"

Director Li waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, go ahead, I hope you don't cause any more trouble."

"Alright, Chief, Captain Qin, we'll head back to rest now."

Without another word, the three of them scurried away.

To be honest, Xiao Wang really couldn't sleep in the police station. With so many corpses in the morgue in the backyard, how could he sleep?

Watching him leave, Director Li couldn't help but complain, "Xiao Wang's constitution is really weird. Wherever he goes, something bad happens. I'm afraid he'll call me 'bad guy' one day."

Team Leader Qin chimed in, "Old Li, what's the relationship between Little Wang and Old Wang? Find out for me."

Director Li asked, puzzled, "Why? Is there something wrong with them?"

Qin Ming nodded and said, "When we were outside, Old Wang and Wang Gang shouted that something bad had happened, and then the watermelon heads of the Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang brothers were hung on the tree."

What a coincidence?

Director Li was somewhat incredulous, but he still checked. The two looked at the relationship and were surprised to find that they were distant cousins, within the same household.

No wonder they have similar physical constitutions.

Director Li asked, "Old Qin, what's your opinion on this?"

Qin Ming blinked, feigning composure, and said, "What do we think? The bureau chief said not to promote feudal superstition. Oh, right, this matter is very serious now. The bureau chief will be here soon and will be in charge. We only have three days to solve the case."

Upon hearing this, Director Li was also at his wit's end. Was this the trouble of solving a case? This was a life-threatening anxiety.

"Old Qin, I know, I understand what to do."

……

"You don't know anything, Xiao Wang. Let me tell you, the douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) in Beijing is the most authentic."

Just tell me if you're going or not, don't say we're not loyal brothers and didn't invite you.

Outside the police station.

Da Liu put his hand on Xiao Wang's shoulder, and Xiao Chen chimed in, "Xiao Wang, let's go together."