Ling Fan's face became very solemn, because the corpse in front of him undoubtedly reminded him of a case he had encountered. The deceased also aged overnight, but the criminal in that case only absorbed the essence of the deceased.

The deceased in front of him had lost all his blood, which was very similar to a vampire case he had encountered before. "Did you find any wounds on the body of the deceased?" Ling Hao asked, looking at the old forensic doctor.

The old forensic doctor looked up at Ling Fan and couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "It would be better if there were wounds, but I have searched his body all over and there is no wound at all." The old forensic doctor's words made Ling Tong feel depressed.

He turned his attention to the dead man who was as skinny as firewood, with snow-broken hair and gray eyes. He looked at his body again and couldn't help but have doubts. In the previous vampire case, he would bite the dead man's neck no matter what.

It took just one sip to suck up all the blood, but this time the deceased didn't have any wounds on his body. This is really a puzzling thing for me to understand.

The corpse in front of him gave Ling Fan a lot of doubts. Two cases that had happened in the past were constantly popping up in his mind, trying to find some connections. But to his disappointment, no matter how he

Try as he might, he never knew what the difference was between the two cases.

Since he couldn't get any clues from the corpse, Ling Hao had no choice but to wander around the museum.

Soon after, his attention was attracted by the Emperor Qin's First Sword in the museum. He stood quietly on the outside at a safe distance and looked at the almost black sword.

But no matter how he looked, there was nothing special about the sword. Apart from the fact that it was used by Emperor Qin, he really couldn't find any useful clues.

At this time, the entrance of the Qingshan City Historical Relics Museum was surrounded by a yellow cordon. Chen Yuzhen and Chu Tianyu stood outside the museum. They chatted wordlessly and moved toward the museum from time to time.

Looking inside, he didn't seem to want to go in.

"Tianyu, let me tell you, when I think about that person's death, I feel like vomiting!" Chen Yuzhen said with her brows tightly knitted as if she was vomiting.

Tian Yu raised her wrist from time to time, staring at the minute hand of the watch, and then turned to look at the museum staff and asked, "Ling Fan has been in for a long time, he should be coming out soon."

Chen Yuzhen looked at Chu Tianyu's anxious expression, nudged Tianyu with her elbow and said with a meaningful smile: "Tianyu, how is your relationship with Ling Fan now? Is there any further development?

"

When Chu Tianyu heard what Chen Yuzhen said, he immediately frowned and said lightly: "I don't want to talk about these things anymore. Before we find the **, Ling Fan and I will never make any progress."

"Why won't there be any progress? I seem to hear someone saying my name?" Ling Fan clapped his hands and walked out of the museum, looking at Chu Tianyu and Chen Yuzhen with a smile and asked in confusion.

"Hmph! The ears are quite pointed, he must be a reincarnation of a cat!" Chu Tianyu glared coldly at Ling Fan.

Chen Yuzhen stepped forward and asked: "Ling Fan, tell me what happened with the test results. Did you find any useful clues? How did you die?"

Hearing Chen Yuzhen ask about the cause of death of the deceased, Ling Fan's face instantly became solemn, as if there was a ten-kilogram weight hanging on his face. He spread his hands and sighed: "The death of the deceased this time is different from what we encountered before.

A certain case is very similar. Almost all the blood in the body of the deceased was drained, but the strange thing is that there is no wound on the body of the deceased. This is something I can't understand." As he spoke, Ling Fan couldn't help scratching his forehead.

The look of confusion on his face became even heavier.

Although Chen Yuzhen had seen the death of the deceased, she was still deeply shocked when she heard Ling Fan's test results. However, Tian Yu, who had never entered the crime scene, had a look of confusion on her face. She looked at Ling Fan and asked

He said: "What is going on? There are no wounds after all the blood has been drained from the deceased. This is a very contradictory thing in itself." Ling Fan explained: "Although the death of the deceased this time is different from what we have seen before.

There is something similar about the fox fairy sucking semen, but the essence is different. The fox fairy sucks away all the human essence. That time the deceased aged overnight, but this time the deceased also aged overnight.

He has white hair, but he doesn’t appear to be aging, but he remains in a decent state, but the blood in his body seems to have been drained."

While Ling Fan, Chen Yuzhen and Chu Tianyu were chatting, a young police officer ran to Chen Yuzhen and saluted, and handed a file form to Chen Yuzhen: "Team A" reported to Team Chen that the witnesses were all safe.

, you can make inquiries at any time.”

"Okay, go ahead and get busy." Chen Yuzhen took the file from the young police officer, pulled out a form and said: "The deceased's name is Zhang Junqiang, he is forty-two years old, and he is a guard at the Qingshan City Historical Relics Museum.

According to the descriptions of other night shift security guards last night, after inspecting the museum last night, they gathered in the security room to play mahjong. In the middle of the night, the deceased said he wanted to go out for a while, so he left the security room. The other three security guards took over for him.

The card number was good, and then I waited for Zhang Junqiang to come back, but after waiting for a while, I suddenly heard a terrifying scream coming from the museum, and then the three security guards went out, and then they discovered the strange death state of the deceased."

"So that's it. Sister Zhen, where are the three security guards now?" Ling Fan looked at Chen Yuzhen and asked.

Chen Yuzhen pointed to the security room next to it that was almost integrated with the museum, and said: "Now those three security guards have been supervised by dedicated personnel. It may be that they suddenly saw their companions become like this. Their spirits seem to be

I got a little excited."

"Well, Tian Yu and I are now in the security room looking for them to find out what happened last night. I'm also curious about what terrible situation happened last night." Ling Fan smiled at Chen Yuzhen, and then pulled Tian Yu towards him.

Run in the direction of the security room.

Ling Fan and Tian Yu soon arrived at the door of the security room. At this time, the security room was strictly guarded by a policeman. However, when they arrived at the door of the museum's security room, they were stopped by a policeman.

Tell them that no one is allowed to enter here.

Ling Fan took out his ID and told him that he was here for work and asked her to cooperate. The police stared at Ling Fan and Tian Yu suspiciously, seeming to doubt whether their IDs were made because they were really old.

It was not in line with their profession, but in the end Ling Tong and Tian Yu took advantage of the policeman's depression and rushed into the security room.

When they arrived at the security room, they saw three men in security uniforms sitting listlessly on chairs. The faces of the three middle-aged men were full of exhaustion and terror. Apparently they had been exhausted all night.

I didn't sleep, immersed in the horror of last night.

When the three middle-aged men saw Ling Fan and Tian Yu walking in, they couldn't help but feel curious and confused.

When Ling Fan told them his identity, the three middle-aged men had strange expressions on their faces. They were complex expressions of fear, surprise, panic, etc.

"Hello, my name is Ling Fan. This is my colleague named Chu Tianyu. We are the police. We are here to investigate the death case that occurred at the Qingshan City Museum last night. I hope everyone can cooperate with our work." Ling Fan patrolled.

The three security guards finally focused their attention on a gentle-looking male security guard in the middle who was probably only twenty-four or five years old.

"Hello, my name is Wu Qunchen, and my current job is to work as a security guard at Qingshan City Museum." Although the young security guard with a gentle appearance was pale, his spirit was quite good.

"It's all our fault. If we had accompanied Lao Zhang out at that time, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened to him..." A bloated male security guard sitting in the innermost seat sighed regretfully, tightening his grip from time to time.

He grabbed his clothes tightly and said bitterly.

"Hey, this is all God's will. Even if you went to the bathroom with him yesterday, there would only be a few more corpses." At this moment, a cold voice sounded from a dark corner of the security room, cold.

It seems like it can freeze instantly.

Ling Fan and Tian Yu immediately focused their attention on the direction where the cold voice came from, and saw a middle-aged man with a strong build and dark skin standing there.

There was no trace of blood on the man's face at this time, but it was full of a bit of anger. He slowly raised his head and looked at Tian Yu and Ling Fan.

When Ling Fan and Tian Yu's eyes met that person's, Ling Fan's whole body shuddered. These eyes were really scary, as if they could see through.

"Excuse me, what is your name, and what is your relationship with the deceased?" Ling Fan looked at this scary middle-aged man and asked curiously.

The dark-skinned middle-aged man stared at Ling Fan and said in a serious tone: "My surname is Liang, and my name is Liang Jianfeng. Jun Qiang and I are good friends who have played together since childhood."

"Oh, then I would like to ask, there seems to be something in what you just said. Can you tell me what is going on?" Ling Fan asked carefully.

Liang Jianfeng's dark face suddenly showed a look of fear. He looked around with some fear. When he didn't find anything hidden, he dared to tell the story about the museum.

"Actually, not only me, but everyone in the museum knows this terrible legend. It is said that every night, there will be a terrible ghost figure, who will get the sword without anyone noticing, and then it will appear in the entire museum.
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