The changes in the alley could not be hidden from others. Although Wei Yuan blocked the man's change and did not let the children behind him see the change, the process of the other party walking towards this side and being stopped was still very clear.
Wei Yuan took out the certificate given by Zhou Yi and said with his back to the kindergarten:
"Police, take the children back."
"Oh, okay, okay."
The kindergarten teacher was a young woman of 21 or 22 years old. She reacted quickly and her face was pale. She pushed the children who did not leave to the kindergarten one by one. Wei Yuan closed his eyes. He originally wanted to follow this painted skin slave who mixed into the crowd to see what it was going to do, and then call Zhou Yi to inform him that there was a problem here.
But he did not expect that its target was the kindergarten.
Wei Yuan exhaled and threw the pork belly with the bag beside him.
He did not bring the Eight-sided Han Sword, but he did not leave the Broken Sword, which was the soul of the Qi Family Army. He held the Broken Sword in his backhand, and clenched his left fist to protect his temple. The Painted Skin Slave roared and rushed over, but Wei Yuan did not move his fist or sword. He directly accumulated strength and kicked the opponent in the face.
The gentleman's face was kicked down a little, and his body staggered to one side.
His two eyes were still twisted and looked at Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan held the sword in his backhand and quickly approached left and right.
The Painted Skin Slave roared, stomped his left foot on the ground, stood firm, and then twisted his waist.
His right arm swung like a whip, and swung towards Wei Yuan with a sound of breaking through the air.
Wei Yuan's face remained unchanged, and he rolled forward to avoid this huge move.
He stood up, and the Broken Sword in his hand suddenly stabbed into Fang Cheng's armpit and twisted it violently.
This is one of the most vicious and cruel moves in the experience of the Qi Family Army's soldiers.
However, the Painted Skin Slave seemed to be unharmed, and his arm joints lashed back at Wei Yuan.
The speed was too fast, the force was too great, and the skin even had strange wrinkles.
Wei Yuan raised his hand, and the broken sword arced upward diagonally to block the attack. He stood up and stepped back, and his right foot stepped directly on the knee of Fang Cheng. After he was able to [Infuse Spirit], his physical fitness was also improved. This kick was so powerful that Fang Cheng staggered and fell to the ground.
Wei Yuan knelt directly on Fang Cheng's back, and his knees pressed down his arms.
His fingers quickly stroked the blade.
The words on the Crouching Tiger waist badge lit up.
The Great Han Si Li Xiaowei Wei.
Finally, the blade lit up a layer of light gold, as bright as the sun.
He slashed backhandedly.
Fang Cheng, who raised his head and struggled and roared, had his neck cut open.
There was nothing inside.
But under the sword of the spirit, it seemed like something was chopped into pieces. Fang Cheng looked at Wei Yuan with resentment, opened his mouth, and then shrank directly, turning into a complete human skin, lying on the ground with clothes on, with his eyeballs, hair, mouth and nose intact, which made people feel scared.
Wei Yuan stood up silently, wiped the dirt off his clothes, and put away the broken sword.
He took out his mobile phone and flipped through it.
Zhou Yi.
He didn't expect that he would need this phone number so soon.
He looked up and saw that the police had already rushed over.
Wei Yuan dialed this number.
"Officer Zhou? Yes, I'm Wei Yuan."
"My situation is a bit special. Can you come over?"
...............
The anonymous special investigation team certificate in Wei Yuan's hand was very useful.
Although the police were still a little hesitant, they still dispersed the pedestrians around this alley and blocked it. Wei Yuan sat on the stone steps next to him and watched the kindergarten children being picked up by the adults who rushed over. Most of them were crying.
Only a little girl with a pale face sat quietly.
She was the last one left.
Wei Yuan leaned against the wall and took out a tissue to wipe the broken sword.
With the roar of the locomotive, the steel beast stopped next to Wei Yuan. Zhou Yi walked over quickly, took a look at the human skin, and then looked at Wei Yuan with a serious face: "What happened?"
Wei Yuan briefly explained what happened.
Pointing at the pile of human skin, he said: "Painted skin slaves."
"The human body was devoured by ghosts, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and even the bones were gone."
"Only a human skin is left, and only one soul and one spirit are left of the three souls and seven spirits, hiding in this human skin."
Zhou Yi squatted down, reached out to touch the human skin that the surrounding police dared not touch, opened the face part, and his expression suddenly changed, and his voice blurted out:
"Fang Cheng?!"
"Do you recognize him?!"
Zhou Yi's face was ugly: "Yes, one of the survivors of the previous mountaineering disappearance case."
Wei Yuan responded Responded, his face was a little wrong:
"One of them?"
Zhou Yi nodded with a stern face: "The other one is Wu Shan, the initiator of that mountain climbing."
She took out her mobile phone and dialed it quickly, saying:
"Xuan Yi, go check Wu Shan's current location immediately."
Putting the mobile phone away, she sat on the motorcycle directly. The engine of the motorcycle roared, and with a puff of smoke, it stopped directly in front of Wei Yuan. Zhou Yi threw a helmet to Wei Yuan and said, "Get on the car."
Wei Yuan also knew the threat of another painted skin slave in the city.
Nodded and sat behind Zhou Yi.
The motorcycle left quickly. When leaving, Wei Yuan saw the last little girl being picked up by the thin man named Zhang. The man ran to the girl in small steps and hugged the child in his arms. His shoulders trembled, and he was obviously scared. Instead, the girl gently stroked her father's back to comfort him.
It seemed that she noticed Wei Yuan.
She turned her head, a clean smile appeared on her pale face, and she waved her hand.
Her lips opened and closed.
"Thank you, police uncle."
Wei Yuan smiled and nodded in response.
The motorcycle had already passed this road quickly.
He retracted his gaze and finally knew why the little girl stayed until the end.
It seemed that the man had done something else before.
It was bitter...
.........
Zhou Yi and Wei Yuan arrived at the police station.
Along the way, Wei Yuan also learned about this so-called missing case.
More than 30 people have been missing. This time, Fang Cheng and Wu Shan were the first survivors to be found. They were found by the local police and sent to Quan City. Because of the painted skin, ordinary means of detecting spirits could not be found in the first time.
When they went in, Xuan Yi and the local police had spent all their strength to mobilize surveillance.
Finally, Wu Shan was found.
However, it was already an empty human skin.
.........
On the surveillance camera.
In a blind spot where no one was around.
The man named Wu Shan took off his clothes, turned around, smiled at the surveillance camera, and carefully took off the second layer of "clothes", revealing his white bones. Finally, he tore his face off.
The movements were delicate and gentle.
A police officer nearby couldn't help but retching, and ran out with his mouth covered.
Wu Shan threw the human skin down and disappeared quickly.
This is not a painted skin slave.
There is only a layer of soul under the human skin of the painted skin slave.
This is a painted skin.
Wei Yuan looked at the surveillance area map next to him. Quan City, five districts, more than seven million permanent residents, a demon that can easily change its appearance and identity and create painted skin slaves, mixed into this modern city with a huge flow of people, the consequences are far greater than when they were in ancient legends.
In the most terrifying case, the entire Quan City may become a ghostly human skin city.
Unlike in ancient times, a city might only have tens of thousands of people in ancient times, but now it has millions of people.
Old people, children, young people.
And they have high mobility that ancient people could not catch up with.
Especially when it looked at the surveillance, these monsters at least had a certain understanding of modern technological creations.
A monster that can move quickly with the help of modern transportation?
Zhou Yi looked at Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan exhaled. He could not stand by and watch such a thing. He nodded readily and said:
"I know."
"I will do my best to help with this matter."