The moonlight was cold, like frost, falling on the high walls of the prison.

After living in a small town for some time, this is the first time Wu Hen has officially entered prison.

The prison is heavily guarded and the high walls are almost completely isolated from the living area of ​​the town. Whether you are entering from the outside or coming out from the inside, you need to pass through heavy metal doors.

There is mostly metal in the prison, most of which are forged by smelting methods that Wu Hen doesn't understand. The interior is like a steel barrier that has been around for a certain period of time.

"I didn't expect that I would put heavy shackles on you, wash you clean, and throw you into a cell where you can't see the sun. Instead, you were invited to come in as an expert to help us."

Chang Levi was also as cold and humorous as ever, and he took the initiative to come up to Wu Hen after seeing him.

The female officer, Fan Ke, rolled her eyes, somewhat disgusted with the way an old man like the warden made jokes regardless of the occasion. After all, one of their colleagues died inside.

"I still need to sit in the command room. Most of the problems in this prison are handled by Warden Fan, but the problem of evil spirits is really difficult. Considering that you are the only person with extraordinary abilities in our town, you are thick-skinned and have tenacious vitality.

, even if attacked by evil spirits, it is less likely to die than ordinary people, so I want you to help Miss Fan deal with this matter, and at the same time, I hope you can protect Miss Fan from being harmed by evil spirits. "Prison."

Chang Levi continued.

"If you said you wanted me to protect Miss Fan at the beginning, I wouldn't even ask for reward. After all, protecting the few remaining beautiful young flowers in this town is the duty and obligation that temporary citizens of this town should fulfill.

." Wu Hen said.

The two men showed slightly vulgar expressions at the same time, showing off their middle-aged greasiness.

Fan Ke had begun to feel sick, and she walked towards the depths of the prison.

Levi pointed and motioned for Wu Hen to follow him quickly.

"Leave it to my famous detective Wu Hen!" Wu Hen also quickened his pace and followed Fan Ke into the prison.

Inside the prison, there are actually not many guards. The entire prison presents a semi-automatic supervision method. The prisoners inside must also abide by the cell rules and spend their sentences. Every once in a while, the prisoners will wear

The kind of neck cuffs Wu Hen had worn before went to work in the town.

Apart from the workers, the most reliable labor force in the town should actually be these prisoners.

"This evil spirit is quite cunning. It hides among the prisoners and often comes out to do harm when we relax our vigilance." Fan Ke told Wu Hen in detail about the evil spirit as he walked.

"Evil spirits can also disguise themselves as humans?" Wu Hen said in surprise.

"Well, these are high-level evil spirits. They are good at disguise and have memories and wisdom from their lifetimes. However, because their bodies have undergone great changes, they need to suck the flesh and blood of living people to maintain their lives. During the day, they will look like they are still alive.

It's the same as when I was alive, only going out to hunt at night..." Fan Ke said.

"This is tricky." Wu Hen said.

"We have prison guards who patrol the night to ensure that the mutation index of some prisoners is not too high, but you also know that dark radiation will have an impact on our bodies after dark. In the absence of a crisis, healthy people should reduce night work and

Activities." Fan Ke said.

"Your prison guards also work in shifts to prevent one prison guard from working at night for a long time and affecting his health?" Wu Hen asked.

"Yes, it's just that our town has limited manpower. Sometimes it is inevitable that only a few prison guards are on duty at night. Last night, in order to save patrol time, an old prison guard went to the fifth floor cell alone and was killed there." Fan

Ke said.

"Can evil spirits escape from your cell?" Wu Hen asked.

"It's not clear yet, but we don't rule out that it has such an ability. Evil spirits are born from dark radiation, and most of our technologies rely on dark energy. There is a risk that our technology will fail in the face of some special evil spirits." Fan

Ke said.

Wu Hen nodded.

If evil spirits are compared to ghosts, physical salvation is definitely more difficult.

Just like in some horror movies, when those ghosts appear, the power system is often paralyzed, and gunfire is basically ineffective against these ghosts...

"There are a total of twelve cells on the fifth floor, most of which are serious criminals."

"We are now more suspicious of a murderer in Room 7, because the body of our fellow prison guard was found near Cell 7." Fan Ke told Wu Hen about the situation last night.

At this time, they had already reached the fifth floor of the prison, and other prison guards were working overtime to guard the place.

"Then go to the scene and take a look first." Wu Hen said.

"I heard that you Xuanzhen practitioners can see things that we can't see without the help of instruments and equipment?" Fan Ke asked.

"Well, we call it Lingxing, which means awakening of perception."

"Oh, we also have people like this, but they rarely come to such a small place." Fan Ke said.

The heavy door on the fifth floor was opened.

Wu Hen and Fan Ke, accompanied by two prison guards, went to Cell No. 7.

In cell No. 7, a man with no hair on his head sat in the dark iron cell. When a living person appeared in front of him, his eyes suddenly lit up, like a cheetah hiding in the shadows.

, revealing a bit of inexplicable ferocity and desire.

"This guy is addicted to killing people." Fan Ke said with some disgust.

"I've seen you from a distance. It's a pity that you weren't brought in. We've all done a welcome ceremony for you..." said the hairless man in cell No. 7, his eyes fixed on Wu Hen.

It seems that even in prison, he cannot suppress his inner desire to kill.

"You were the one who committed the crime yesterday. Are you an evil spirit?" Wu Hen asked directly.

Fan Ke thought Wu Hen had some special ability, could open his spiritual eyes, or could cast some mysterious spells, but he asked questions directly and sincerely.

"Hehe, I saw how he died. The blood in his neck rushed to his throat, and he choked to death on his own blood like that... It's so pitiful. I quite liked his night watch. He would chat with me from time to time.

Say a few words, like an old friend," said the hairless prisoner.

"Answer the question!" Fan Ke was angered and scolded.

"He crawled a few steps towards me, hoping that I could save him. He must have been in pain at the time, so painful that he was unconscious. You must know that he was a prison guard and I was a prisoner. He actually expected me to be like his old friend.

Help him all the same."

"Shut up!" Fan Ke felt that the prisoner was deliberately humiliating them, the prison guards.

"Can you open the cell?" Wu Hen asked.

"But if he is an evil spirit..." the prison guard next to him said.

"Open." Fan Ke gave the order.

The prison guard had no choice but to take out the key and open the cell.

During the process of unlocking, the hairless prisoner shrank back a little, but it was not because he was afraid, but because he was obviously ready to attack.

"Crack!"

The steel cell opened up and down, and the next second the hairless prisoner pounced out like a cheetah, targeting the tall and tall Fan Ke.

Fan Ke reacted quickly and immediately pulled out the forbidden magnetic firearm.

But before she could shoot, Wu Hen had already raised his foot and kicked the hairless prisoner into the cell.

This kick was so powerful that it turned the murderer into a maggot, curling up and twisting on the ground.

Wu Henren doesn't say much harshly, he just goes up and kicks him continuously.

The murderer had never seen such superb kicking skills before. Each kick avoided his vital points, but caused him unbearable pain. Some of his kicks landed directly on the cross of his thighs. I'm afraid if he added a little more force, he would be kicked.

Not a single hair will grow on my whole body.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!" the murderer wailed, "I told you what you want to know, I'll tell you."

"What does the evil spirit you saw look like, what are its characteristics, and what is its method of killing people?" Wu Hen asked.

"You...why didn't you ask me if I was an evil spirit?" the murderer asked in confusion.

"You are a weakling. If the evil spirit is as capable as you, do you still need your grandfather and me to do it myself?" Wu Hen also said with disdain.

Wu Hen asked directly.

It's nothing more than going through a process.

A beating is inevitable anyway.

Beat him to death, fight back, beat him up violently, or undergo a fierce transformation, and the evil spirit has not escaped.

He's been beaten like this and still doesn't show his true colors, so he's probably just an ordinary murderer.

"Last night, I saw two prison guards. I didn't know the other prison guard. He killed Lao Zhao," the murderer said.

"Nonsense, we have a duty diary. Only Lao Zhao was patrolling on the fifth floor last night," Fan Ke said.

"There is no need for me to deceive you. The evil spirit also threatens the lives of us prisoners," the murderer said.

"Is there surveillance?" Wu Hen asked.

"These images cannot capture evil spirits, and when evil spirits appear, the images will become invalid," Fan Ke said.

"Then there must be images recording whether Lao Zhao was on duty alone or with others last night," Wu Hen said.

"They say the surveillance on the fifth floor has failed. How can we check?" said the prison guard on the side.

Fan Ke quickly understood what Wu Hen meant, glared at the confident prison guard and said: "His image is invalid, wouldn't he go to see other night guards? The images of other night guards are there, which shows that he is indeed

It’s just me. If someone else’s image is incomplete, either he is an evil spirit or he killed Lao Zhao.”
To be continued...