The eroticism turned into bloodshed and slaughter.
The dark figure tore open the man's chest, relentlessly gnawing at his internal organs.
The man didn't even have time to scream before he died on the spot.
Blood stained the bedding, dripping down the sheets and onto the floor, forming a small pool of blood.
Mrs. Jingke's fair upper body was splattered with blood, the alternating red and white stains particularly striking.
She stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, a sickly smile spreading across her face, making her appear even more eerie.
The sudden scene sent chills down the spines of the three people watching from the window.
Qin Ze frowned slightly.
Clearly, Mrs. Jingke, like the Troupe Leader of the False Circus, possesses the same power and abilities.
However, Qin Ze was certain that the person who secretly observed him last night was definitely not Mrs. Jingke.
Mrs. Jingke was only at level four, so she didn't feel that much pressure.
In other words, there are many people like the fake regimental Troupe Leader and Mrs. Jingke in Snow City.
Slacking on the Sidelines, he couldn't help but exclaim, "I've really stumbled upon some big news!"
"The wife of the second-in-command of the Inspection Team is actually the murderer in the recently infamous serial killer case in the city."
"I wonder what price Colonel Ding will pay to cover this up."
As he slid along the Slacking on the Sidelines, a smirk played on his lips; he could almost see the hundred million bounty beckoning to him.
"See? I told you the waters here were deep, and you couldn't handle it, could you?"
"If I hadn't come with you today, you would be lying there right now."
Slacking on the Sidelines placed his right hand on Qin Ze's shoulder and said triumphantly.
Ever since they met last night, he had been completely outmaneuvered by Qin Ze, and now he could finally see the kid's surprised expression.
However, to Slacking on the Sidelines, Qin Ze's expression remained calm, as if he had long been accustomed to this.
Slacking on the Sidelines himself, "What a strange fellow."
Brother Shui's words just now gave Qin Ze a hint.
He now understood why Ding Wenxuan insisted on finding a complete novice who had just arrived in Snow City to keep watch.
Ding Wenxuan has most likely already noticed Mrs. Jingke's unusual behavior, but due to his status, he cannot allow the Inspection Team to investigate.
So, they found Qin Ze, a newcomer to Snow City, to investigate Mrs. Jingke's true situation.
Even if Qin Ze were to die, it would be difficult to attract attention, since he had just arrived in Snow City and had no relatives or friends, and had not yet established himself.
This also indirectly proves that Mrs. Jingke indeed have a problem, and Ding Wenxuan can take the next step.
He quickly snapped two more photos Slacking on the Sidelines: "We can leave now."
Qin Ze raised an eyebrow. "Leaving already?"
On the bed, the man had been completely devoured by the shadow, leaving not even bones behind.
The shadowy figure returned to Mrs. Jingke's body, and she instantly became radiant, her energy and blood surging.
"Otherwise what?"
"We are private investigators; we only provide evidence."
"Arresting people is the responsibility of the Inspection Team."
"Moreover, Ding Wenxuan didn't pay for the arrest."
It's only natural to Slacking on the Sidelines.
Qin Ze realized upon hearing this that the Dew Duo was unaware of the fake Troupe Leader's affair that night.
They assumed Mrs. Jingke was just an ordinary "criminal" and didn't take her seriously.
Qin Ze looked around the room again.
Mrs. Jingke was already dressed and ready.
She snapped her fingers, and the bloodstains on the floor and bed evaporated into white smoke and disappeared without a trace.
Even if a cleaning lady from the hotel came in and saw the messy scene, she would only think, "Young people these days really know how to have fun," and would never imagine that a horrific murder had taken place here.
Qin Ze notified the Dharma King and others via the Local Area Network.
He decided to do it himself.
After we separate from the Dew Duo, we need to capture Mrs. Jingke alive.
It wasn't that Qin Ze wanted to do anything strange; he just wanted to figure out where the other party's power came from and what its relationship was with the Desolate God Bloodline.
Mrs. Jingke put her hair up again, applied lipstick in front of the mirror, and smiled brightly, transforming once more into a virtuous and gentle wife.
Qin Ze and the Dew Duo finished collecting evidence and were about to leave with his wife.
Just then, ripples suddenly spread through the bedroom.
A burly man, two meters tall, carrying a wooden box on his back, walked out from there.
" Taoist?!"
Qin Ze was somewhat surprised to see the Taoist there as well.
" Shelter Space."
He Slacking on the Sidelines, whispering, and exchanged a glance with Passerby A.
The Taoist took out several talismans and waved his hand.
A talisman was pasted on each of the four bedroom walls, windows, and doors.
The talismans vibrated gently, forming an inexplicable connection between them, and the room seemed to transform into an airtight cage.
"Brother Daoist?"
Upon seeing the talisman, the Dew Duo immediately guessed the Taoist's identity.
However, they remained in their Shelter Space and did not make any rash moves.
The Taoist asked in a deep voice, "Where is He?"
Mrs. Jingke's face showed a panicked expression; she looked weak and pitiful.
"Who... who are you?"
"My husband works for the Inspection Team, don't even think about making any advances towards me!"
Slacking on the Sidelines chuckled in amazement, "Good heavens, I never expected that this Taoist priest with his thick eyebrows and big eyes would be into this kind of thing."
"Could it be that he captures all those so-called vixens like this?"
Qin Ze twitched the corner of his mouth.
Brother Shui's imagination is truly amazing.
The Passerby A nearby looked serious, as if he had sensed something unusual.
The Taoist priest held another talisman between his index and middle fingers. "I'll ask you one last time, where is He?"
Mrs. Jingke was terrified and kept shaking her head, saying, "I don't understand what you're saying."
The Taoist priest decided to stop wasting words and shot a talisman from his fingertip towards the top of the other person's head.
Mrs. Jingke was, after all, a genuine Intermediate Martial Artist, and her reaction speed was very fast. She dodged the attack of the talisman the moment it came.
However, the talisman exploded with a bang when it was still half a step away from it.
The exploded talisman paper transformed into several thin ropes, binding Mrs. Jingke.
Slacking on the Sidelines's eyes lit up. "This method of binding... Brother Dao has quite the artistic talent."
The Taoist said in a deep voice, "You are heading down a crooked path, but there is still a chance for redemption."
If you continue to be so stubborn, even a god can't save you.
Mrs. Jingke slowly raised her head, and that sickly smile reappeared on her lips:
"Evil ways?"
"I am walking the path to godhood."
As soon as she finished speaking, her blood surged, and she tried to break free of the ropes binding her.
However, as soon as she exerted force, the rope immediately released a violent electric current, leaving her feeling weak and powerless all over.
A dark shadow emerged from beneath Mrs. Jingke's feet, rapidly ascending her leg in an attempt to cut the rope.
The Taoist activated the Five Elements Talisman, and a large ball of blazing flame slammed into the shadowy figure.
The dark figure suddenly shrank back, about to return to Mrs. Jingke's feet.
The Taoist priest formed hand seals and whispered, "Stay still."
The shadowy figure was immediately frozen in place, as if a tremendous force was pulling it away from Mrs. Jingke, peeling it away bit by bit.