Lan Jing nodded and said, "Yes, our people have been protecting."
"Did you find anything during that time?"
Lan Jing shook his head. "No, we didn't see anyone come by."
"This killer is very vigilant. The reason for doing this is likely to confuse the public, making us think that his crimes are indiscriminate."
Lan Jing scratched the back of his head, looking troubled. "This makes things difficult. The killer specifically targets places where cameras are missing."
The old man stroked his goatee. "He's doing this deliberately for us to see."
"The skin on this corpse was peeled off very crudely, not as clean and delicate as the previous one. Offering such skin to a malevolent spirit would undoubtedly enrage it."
Zhao Yan nodded. Looking at this corpse, there were too many flaws.
The skin was removed quickly; the killer didn't want to spend too much time.
"Since it's meant to be shown to us."
"Then it means we've already caught his attention, which is why he's doing this. The reason for doing so is to disrupt us."
The old man nodded, thinking the same.
If the killer had been patient, it might have taken longer to find him. But instead, the killer grew impatient.
"Has Dong Liang shown any abnormalities?" Zhao Yan asked.
Captain Liu shook his head. "That kid has been at home the whole time, except for taking out the trash, he hasn't gone out."
As he spoke, Captain Liu looked at Zhao Yan's focused gaze and said earnestly, "Several of us have been watching in shifts. Dong Liang really hasn't gone out."
Lan Jing questioned, "Miss Zhao, is this Dong Liang really suspicious?"
Zhao Yan recalled the Yin energy from Dong Liang before. The scent of that Yin energy was very similar to the Yin energy from this button.
"We'll know as soon as we investigate further. It would be best to thoroughly search his entire house."
As she spoke, Zhao Yan thought carefully. Yesterday, she hadn't encountered anyone more suspicious than Dong Liang.
"Captain Liu, go apply for a search warrant. We'll head to Dong Liang's place first," Lan Jing said.
They divided their tasks. Zhao Yan got into the car with Lan Jing, heading to Dong Liang's home.
While in the car, Lan Jing looked up information about Dong Liang.
Dong Liang was an ordinary graduate who started working right after graduation.
He quit his job after only two months.
His hometown was a village with only an elderly grandmother. It was impossible for him to afford such a nice apartment with his income.
Zhao Yan thought of the antiques. How could someone from such a poor background possess so many antiques?
After getting out of the car, Lan Jing strode to Dong Liang's door and raised his hand, knocking hard.
"Open up! Open up!"
After Lan Jing knocked several times, footsteps could be heard from inside.
The door then opened, and Dong Liang stood behind it, rubbing his eyes as if he had just woken up.
"Who are you?" Dong Liang asked suspiciously.
Lan Jing didn't speak but pushed the door open and walked inside.
"Who are you people?"
Dong Liang followed, grabbing Lan Jing, who was walking at the front.
"Please cooperate." Lan Jing showed his identification.
Seeing the ID, Dong Liang became even more confused. "What's wrong with me? Why are so many people here so early in the morning?"
Lan Jing opened a drawer and looked inside for a while, then crouched down and tapped on the floor, inspecting it meticulously several times.
The others went upstairs to search.
Zhao Yan went into Dong Liang's bedroom.
After searching for a while, Lan Jing returned to Zhao Yan's side and said, "Miss Zhao, we didn't find anything."
"Could we be mistaken? He seems normal."
"Where is my dog?" Zhao Yan asked.
"Black Tiger General is in the car."
"Please bring my dog over."
From the moment she entered this room, Zhao Yan had felt very uncomfortable.
It was as if something was hidden in the corners of the room.
"Alright, I'll bring Black Tiger General over now," Lan Jing said.
When Lan Jing brought Black Tiger General over, as soon as it entered the room, Black Tiger General began scratching vigorously under Dong Liang's bed.
Zhao Yan walked over and discovered that the bed showed signs of being moved.
She pushed the bed to the left, moved to the center of the bed, and gently tapped the floor.
After tapping a few times, Zhao Yan understood. The floor beneath was clearly hollow.
"Open it," Zhao Yan said.
Dong Liang rushed over, blocking them. "What do you think you're doing? If I've broken the law, show me the evidence. Without evidence, why are you turning my home upside down?"
"If there are any issues, you can file a complaint with me," Lan Jing replied.
As long as they could find the killer, it wouldn't matter if Dong Liang beat him up.
The floor was opened, and Lan Jing went down first.
Zhao Yan and the others followed behind Lan Jing.
Scanning the area, they saw many sketchbooks in the basement, but nothing else.
"I'm going to complain about you," Dong Liang said fiercely, pointing at Lan Jing.
"Disciple, you're quick. You've moved everything that needed to be moved from here," the old man said, walking up to Zhao Yan.
"Although he moved things cleanly, there was a strong scent of blood here. This smell wouldn't dissipate in just a day or two."
"Even if it wasn't him, he's undeniably connected."
"It's a pity, there's no evidence, so we really can't do anything to him."
Zhao Yan walked over and punched Dong Liang hard in the stomach.
Caught off guard by the sudden punch, Dong Liang was stunned. The punch was not light, causing him to curl up and point at Zhao Yan with his finger.
"What are you doing? Why are you hitting me!"
Zhao Yan threw another punch, even harder than the last.
After two punches, Zhao Yan narrowed her eyes. She hadn't expected Dong Liang to be so composed and not retaliate.
She saw that despite his anger, he was forcibly restraining himself.
She wanted to force the Yin energy out of Dong Liang with her fists, but it seemed he wasn't falling for it.
Zhao Yan turned around and clapped her hands. "Black Tiger General! Bite!"
Hearing Zhao Yan's words, Black Tiger General, who had been lying on the ground, raised its head and suddenly charged towards Dong Liang.
Black Tiger General opened its mouth, wide enough to cover half of Dong Liang's face.
It lunged to bite Dong Liang's shoulder. The sheer ferocity of the attack was enough to terrify anyone.
"Ah! Help!" Dong Liang cried out, backing away frantically.
The others were startled and tried to intervene, but Zhao Yan raised her hand. "No one is allowed to stop this. If anyone gets hurt, I'll take responsibility!"
Hearing Zhao Yan's words, the others didn't act rashly but watched as Black Tiger General chased Dong Liang around the basement.
Zhao Yan stared intently at Dong Liang. Just as Black Tiger General lunged for his throat.
Dong Liang could no longer control himself…