Ai Tiewen listened while sizing up Tom with bright eyes. After Tom finished speaking, Ai Tiewen suddenly got excited. "Tom, you're really a special person. I have a newly invented electronic instrument and I want you to give it a try." Saying that, Ai Tiewen took out the instrument from his body and put it on Tom.
As soon as Tom put on the instrument, a bloody scene appeared in front of his eyes. He was so scared that he struggled subconsciously. Ai Tiewen quickly asked, "Tom, how much can you see?" Tom replied in a state of shock, "I saw fifty or more demons and ghosts from different places hovering in front of me. What on earth is going on?"
Ai Tiewen said with a look of surprise on his face, "Haha, this is my newly invented detector, specifically for detecting planet murders.. If you're not the right person, even if you wear it, you won't see anything. It seems that you and this detector are very fated."
Tom stared wide-eyed and said in disbelief, "This is too incredible. What's the principle behind this detector?"
Ai Tiewen explained enthusiastically, "Well, it's based on a special quantum induction technology. It can capture the special energy fluctuations remaining at the murder scene and then convert these fluctuations into visible images. However, this technology isn't very mature yet, so the current images might be a bit blurry and scary."
Tom nodded and then asked, "Can this detector help us find the mastermind behind the scenes?"
Ai Tiewen pondered for a while and said, "It's hard to say for now. But if we can find more clues at each murder scene and then analyze the connections between these clues through this detector, maybe we can find some traces of the mastermind."
Tom said firmly, "Then we must make good use of this detector. Now that we have a new tool, we have more hope of uncovering the truth."
Ai Tiewen also said with full enthusiasm, "That's right. I'm very confident in my invention."
Amy stood in front of Jack, her gaze firm and unwavering. She said resolutely, "Jack, I have to go back to the nightclub. I have a strong hunch that the key clues to solving all the mysteries are hidden there. I must go."
Jack's face was full of worry. He reached out urgently and grabbed Amy's arm. "Amy, the nightclub is not a safe place. Haven't the things that happened before been enough to teach you a lesson? You can't take any more risks."
Amy gentlyJack's hand and met his gaze firmly. "Jack, I know you're doing this for my own good, worried about my safety.
But if we don't find out the truth, the danger will be like an unrelenting dark cloud, forever hanging over us. I can't keep avoiding it. I have to face it bravely." After saying that, she turned around without hesitation and strode towards the direction of the nightclub.
The door of the nightclub was tightly closed. However, the deafening music was like a surging flood, desperately rushing out from the crack of the door, like an invisible big hand trying to pull people outside in. Amy stopped in front of the door, took a deep breath, and then pushed open the heavy door.
As soon as she entered, the flashing lights were like countless sharp sword shadows, crisscrossing in the darkness. The people on the dance floor were like marionettes controlled by the music, twisting their bodies frantically, indulging in the fanatical atmosphere.
But just in the middle of this commotion and restlessness, suddenly, as if by magic, the originally crowded and lively crowd in the middle of the dance floor seemed to be driven by a powerful and invisible force, quickly dispersing to the surrounding areas, leaving a circular space empty in the blink of an eye.
In that empty space, lay a dancer wearing a gorgeous dance dress. His dance dress was adorned with shiny scales, which should have shone brightly under the lights, but now it emitted a cold aura of death, like a strange creature that had been fished out of the deep sea but had lost its vitality.
The dancer's body was twisted extremely strangely, as if being wantonly manipulated by an invisible big hand. His eyes were wide open, the eyeballs bulging outwards, and his expression was empty and soulless, like two bottomless black holes. It seemed that the look in his eyes was frozen with the terrifying scene from the depths of hell that he saw before he died.
The people around seemed to be frozen in place, standing there stupidly, looking at this corpse emitting a strange aura in horror. Fear filled their eyes, and their bodies trembled involuntarily. None of them dared to get even a little closer.
Just then, Officer Zhuang rushed over with a team of police officers.
They quickly and methodically set up a cordon, surrounding the dance floor tightly. Officer Zhuang frowned, his expression serious and cold, and began to carefully examine the scene.
Amy slowly walked towards the corpse. She could feel her heart beating involuntarily faster.
She slowly squatted down, her eyes like a precise detector, carefully examining the dancer's body, her gaze moving inch by inch over the dancer, not missing any slightest detail. After the examination, she stood up, her eyebrows tightly furrowed.
The proprietress walked over tremblingly. Her face was as white as paper, and her voice trembled with fear. "Miss Amy, this dancer was just like a lively little elf, dancing cheerfully.
Suddenly, it was as if an invisible hand pushed him down hard, and he just fell straight down.
At that time, I felt the air around suddenly become ice-cold, so cold that I shivered all over."
Amy didn't respond to the proprietress immediately.
Her attention was attracted to the place where the dancer had fallen.
There was an Arabic numeral "3", which seemed to be written with a special, dark-colored paint, faintly emitting an intimidating aura, as if there was something in the dark peeping through this number at the surroundings.