The white mouse's eyes changed, and he quickly jumped onto the handrail of the corridor and quickly approached Shang Yan along the handrail. At the same time, the surrounding corridors suddenly twisted, and the ceiling, aisles, and stairs all showed amazing twists. At the same time, Shang Yan's feet were empty and he fell down.

"Damn it!" Shang Yan was shocked and couldn't help trembling for a moment, but he was a subconscious reaction when he fell from a high place.

However, the imagined fall did not happen, and Shang Yan still stayed in place, but changed from standing to lying.

"What's going on?" Shang Yan was stunned.

Just when he didn't react, the white mouse had already taken the opportunity to follow the handrail of the stairs to him.

"Zhizhizhi! You're fooled!" The white mouse pointed teeth and nipped her mouth straight towards Shang Yan's throat.

Now Shang Yan knew completely that this guy definitely had some ability to affect human body sensations. The previous ghost hitting the wall was made by this mouse, and it also made him suddenly feel the illusion of twisting the corridor and falling from a high altitude.

Seeing that the white mouse was getting closer and closer to him, a small hand suddenly appeared in front of Shang Yan, accurately capturing the white mouse in the air.

"Um?"

Shang Qingqiao grabbed the mouse expressionlessly and then smashed it hard on the wall.

Bang!

The white mouse collided with the wall, obviously with great force and loud sound.

"It's been a long time since you got annoyed, just a mouse."

Shang Yan looked at Shang Qingqiao in surprise. Because the other party's appearance was only a eleven or twelve-year-old girl, he had always mistakenly thought that the other party's strength was about eleven or twelve-year-old girl, but now it seems that Shang Qingqiao should have a certain strength.

"Squeak!" The white mouse vomited blood in his mouth: "Your taste, your taste, you have a smell that makes me sick. You are not a human."

Shang Yan put an ice talisman on the lower half of the white mouse and froze it on the wall: "Tell me the situation of the organization you mentioned."

"Zhizhizhi, what do you want to do to me."

Shang Yan took out the explosion talisman and stuck it on the mouse's head: "This talisman can instantly blow your whole body into pieces, and it will die miserably. If you don't want to feel it, tell me what happened to that organization."

"I, I don't know much. I don't know much. Just a man caught me before and clicked on my forehead. I became the me now. He asked me to accompany Lin Xin to do things. When the time is right, we will be recalled." The white mouse shouted: "I used to be just an ordinary white mouse living in the sewer. I don't know anything."

"Inspiring a mouse and turning it from an ordinary animal to a genius. This method is really terrifying." Shang Yan frowned.

You should know that Shang Qingqiao lived for more than ten years before he became a cat monster. Not all animals can become monsters and transform into monsters. This requires luck, which is the so-called luck.

However, this mouse was given the lucky gift of Qizhi just by someone.

What kind of existence does that man have such great power?

"Tell me what that person looks like." Shang Yan shouted.

"I can't see clearly. He is covered with smoke all over his body, so I can't see clearly." The mouse shook his head quickly.

"There is a dangerous mysterious man in Wencheng. It seems that I have to discuss this with others." Shang Yan took out an ice talisman again and freezes the white mouse. Then he punched him hard, directly cracking the entire white mouse's body into countless pieces.

Now I can't die anymore.

"Well! It hurts." Shang Yan covered his fist. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to be handsome, but he didn't expect that it would hurt so much when smashing the ice with one punch.

Looking at the broken skin on his fist, Shang Yan gave himself the Zhang Xiao Huichun Talisman.

"Let's go up. This time we don't have the interference of this white mouse, we should be able to find that person." Shang Yan took the lead and walked upstairs. The murderer who killed the corpse should know something about the organization, as a member mentioned by the white mouse. If he could force him to find out the relevant information, it would be a big gain for Shang Yan.

Without ghosts and wall interference, Shang Yan quickly arrived at the seventh floor, but there were multiple rooms on this floor. When the mice leading the way were killed by white rats, it was difficult for Shang Yan to find the murderer's residence directly.

"It's a little trouble now. Which room is it?" Shang Yan said intimately. He had not seen the true face of the murderer directly before. Even if he knocked on the door and observed the owner one by one, he could not tell which one was the murderer.

Just when Shang Yan was in a dilemma, Shang Qingqiao suddenly pointed to a door and said, "That door has just been opened, and the other doors have been opened for a long time."

"How did you know?"

"The other doors are dust, this door does not have it, and there is a fragrance."

Shang Yan was shocked now. You are just a cat girl, why are you so sensitive to smell?

Thinking of this, Shang Yan immediately walked over to observe the door. Sure enough, the door was covered with dust, but there was a very obvious palm print. That's right, the murderer's residence.

Thinking of this, Shang Yan started knocking on the door, but he had never received any response. Shang Yan looked back at Shang Qingqiao, and Shang Qingqiao immediately said, "There is someone inside, he is moving."

Shang Yan no longer hesitated and retreated a certain distance, sprinting towards the door panel. The facades of this old residential building are all made of wood, and they can't stand Shang Yan's attack at all, and they directly broke.

The inside of the house was very dark and quiet, and there was no sight at all. Shang Yan took out a few golden armor talismans and stuck them on his body, and walked into it directly with his body as a flesh shield.

Just as he walked past the kitchen and was about to arrive at the bathroom, an axe suddenly cut out from the shadow next to him and slashed straight towards Shang Yan's head.

"Be careful!" The cat's vision at night is far stronger than that of humans. At the moment the axe appeared, Shang Qingqiao spoke out and issued a reminder.

Shang Yan's reaction was not that fast, but he was already ready for an attack.

When the golden light lit up, it easily blocked the opponent's attack, preventing the axe from hitting Shang Yan's head.

"What?!" A man's scream rang out in the room.

Shang Yan punched the opponent's chin with a backhand, and at the same time, the other hand also punched the opponent's chin.

With Shang Yan's strength, the man couldn't bear it after being punched twice and fell to the ground. Shang Yan took the opportunity to find the switch on the wall, squinted his eyes and opened it.

As the light bulb lit up, the whole room suddenly became bright.

The one who fell to the ground was an ordinary man who looked very ordinary in all aspects. He covered his chin and nose, with blood on his face, but Shang Yan directly broke his nose and mouth.

The room was particularly messy, with many women and men's clothes, with blood on them. Most importantly, there were a lot of paper sticking on the wall, full of photos of dismemberment.

"You have killed a lot of people." Shang Yan kicked him out.

On the table in the corner, there were many knives soaked in alcohol glass buckets, including sickle-shaped, saw-shaped, and iron hook-shaped, which should be the murder weapon of this person.

"Say, what is your purpose of killing?" Shang Yan asked.

"You guy!" The man was lying on the ground, and suddenly he was very angry and planned to get up and fight him, but at this moment, Shang Yan stepped on his face.

"I won't say it, right? Then I'll hit you until you say it."

Shang Yan was able to become friends with Wen Pao, which means he was not a good person. He was completely forced to do his best, and the opponent was lying on the ground without any backhand.

It is true that Shang Yan's strength was too great. He felt so painful when he was hit with a punch. Over time, he lost the power of counterattack. In the end, he could only lie on the ground like a sandbag, allowing Shang Yan to punch.

It was probably felt that he had almost finished fighting, so Shang Yan slowly stopped his movements, "Are you going to say it now?"

"Ahem... you beat me to death, anyway, you already know my identity."

Shang Yan reached out and pulled the other party up: "Tell me your origin, why did you kill someone? What is your purpose."

The man looked bloody, but he was still stubborn: "Ahem, I'm happy, I just like to kill people, so there's no purpose."

"What about the white rats and tissues that help you? You should know these."

The man looked at Shang Yan seriously for the first time: "You still know this. I said how could you come here? It seems that you have already attacked that mouse. You are like those people, not ordinary people."

"Tell me everything you know."

"Haha, why do I tell you? There is no benefit." The man said disdainfully: "You may be very strong compared to me, but in front of that person, you are nothing. Either you beat me to death here or you send me to the police, and you can't do anything to me."

"You damn it." As the other party said, Shang Yan really had no way to force his words out of him.

If the other party chooses to be stubborn, he will not get any useful information.

"Don't be proud of it first." Shang Yan quickly thought about whether anyone among the people he knew could help at this moment.

Finally, after thinking about it, Shang Yan thought of someone.

Zhao Xianglu, director of Wencheng Spiritual Law Committee.

As the administrator of Wencheng spiritual wise men, Zhao Xianglu belongs to the state and can do a lot of things with the help of state machines. Behind the murderer in Wencheng, there is a spiritual wise men operating it. It must be an important event for Zhao Xianglu. Just throw it to him directly to find out the truth. There is no need to contribute your own efforts.

Compared with the power of the country, the power of the individual is too small.

After a few seconds, he decided on this idea. Shang Yan immediately took out his mobile phone and found Zhao Xianglu's phone number. This was saved by him after the last Rizhao Building incident.

"Dududu! Who?"

"Director Zhao is me, the young man in Rizhao Building last time, my name is Shang Yan."

"Oh, I have an impression, are you doing something?"

"That's it..." Shang Yan immediately said what he had experienced.

Before he could finish listening, Zhao Xianglu said in surprise: "What? Wencheng's recent murder case is related to the organization of spiritualists?"

"I got the information and then inferred that it was like this." Shang Yan said: "Director Zhao, I definitely can't solve this kind of thing myself, so I will tell you this matter and hope you will handle it."

"No problem, tell me where you are. I'll send someone here right now." Zhao Xianglu's tone was very anxious.

"Okay, Director Zhao, I'm currently located..." Shang Yan told the address of the residential building.

"You wait there for a moment, and I will start sending people now. Please watch the murderer during this time."

Shang Yan nodded: "Okay, no problem."
Chapter completed!