"Yeah, almost forgot about that kid."
Li Dongze's words reminded the team leaders that they had recruited a Night Watcher in the Kangyang District team, so there was no need to borrow anyone from the Taiyi Sect.
The Muscle Man's face lit up with joy, and he immediately said, "Then what are we waiting for? Contact that kid quickly. That's why we need to cultivate our own Night Watchers. In critical moments, our own people are the most reliable."
The other team leaders' brows relaxed.
The Muscle Man's words made sense. Although the Night Watchers of the Taiyi Sect had always been very cooperative in serious matters, they were outsiders after all, and they were definitely not as convenient as their own people.
Li Dongze glanced at Fu Qingyang and, seeing him nod slightly, immediately took out his phone and walked out of the meeting room.
"I'll contact him."
.........
After finishing his morning professional course, Zhang Yuanqing picked up his backpack and left the classroom. He planned to skip the afternoon class and go to the office of the No. 2 team of the Kangyang District Spirit Realm Squad.
His future interpersonal interactions and other focuses would be shifted to the Spirit Realm Squad.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't really like school and wasn't very interested in studying. The young people of Songhai had a kind of laziness that came from the bottom of their hearts, lacking the spirit of wolves and the drive to fight.
There were only two kinds of people in this world who would fight hard: those who had cultivated a positive and upward habit from childhood, and those who were forced to by life.
After becoming a The Way of the Extraordinary, Zhang Yuanqing finally regained his long-lost fighting spirit.
Firstly, he was forced to by life, and secondly, he could fulfill his childhood dream of traveling the world with a sword.
The Spirit Realm was full of danger and weirdness, but once you tasted the sweetness, you would no longer be willing to be an ordinary person.
When he came downstairs and was about to get a shared bicycle, his phone rang in his pocket.
It was Li Dongze calling.
"Chief?" Zhang Yuanqing answered the phone.
"Where are you now?" Li Dongze spoke very quickly and went straight to the point.
"At school."
"Songhai University, right? I'll have Guan Ya pick you up right now."
Pick me up? Zhang Yuanqing heard the urgency in Li Dongze's tone and tentatively asked, "What's the matter?"
"A colleague was killed. We need a Night Watcher to devour the spirit body and obtain the other party's memories. Um, you have no problem with this, right?" Li Dongze asked with some concern.
Um, should be able to... Zhang Yuanqing said, "I'll give it a try?"
Devouring spirit bodies was not difficult. This was the Night Watcher's innate skill. His brain told him he could, but in terms of reading memories, he had never really devoured a spirit body and had no experience, so he couldn't guarantee it.
"Then that's it." Li Dongze didn't say much and hung up the phone.
Zhang Yuanqing put away his phone and walked towards the school gate.
A few minutes later, he stopped at the school gate and waited silently for Guan Ya to pick him up. At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing noticed that not far away on the side of the road, a girl wearing a pleated long skirt, carrying a brand-name bag, was standing by the road, as if waiting for someone.
Xu Yingying?
Zhang Yuanqing sized up this "class beauty" a few times. Her clothes were very particular, bracelets, necklaces, earrings, bags... they all looked expensive and different from most of the female students in the school.
Girls from ordinary families can't wear this kind of feeling.
Noticing Zhang Yuanqing's gaze, Xu Yingying smiled shallowly, while lifting her hair and straightening her back, posing in the most attractive posture, while feeling a little bit of superiority in her heart.
This boy looked quite good, so she subconsciously showed her beauty.
But the current herself was no longer in the same world as ordinary college students, so her heart was full of superiority.
Her outfit was worth a year's living expenses for ordinary college students.
At this time, Xu Yingying saw a blue sports car driving over and slowly stopping at the school gate.
The woman driving was wearing a capable white shirt and sunglasses, unable to see her face clearly, but her fair and pointed chin and delicate carved corners of her mouth made it easy to see that she was a high-value beauty.
Xu Yingying pursed her lips, changed her posture, and turned the logo of her brand-name bag towards the sports car.
At the same time, she saw Zhang Yuanqing jogging towards the sports car, opening the door and getting into the car.
The sugar mama stepped on the accelerator and drove away with the boy toy.
Xu Yingying opened her mouth, her face full of surprise.
For a moment, she couldn't tell whether this male classmate was a low-key rich kid, or her peer - a seafood merchant or a steel wool merchant.
.........
Kangyang District Public Security Bureau, morgue.
Zhang Yuanqing stood by the morgue bed and lifted the white cloth. A tragic corpse appeared before his eyes.
The deceased's body was covered with bruises and knife marks, and the wound on his chest was bloody and shocking.
If it were two days ago, Zhang Yuanqing would definitely feel physically uncomfortable seeing such a corpse, but after experiencing the beating in the Mountain God Temple, the corpse could no longer cause too much fluctuation in his heart.
"You can start."
Li Dongze said expectantly, leaning on his crutches, by the side.
Zhang Yuanqing nodded. He examined Zhao Yingjun's corpse and felt the lingering spirit in this cold body gradually becoming active and reviving.
The Night Watcher's aura was fatal to spirit bodies and could awaken sleeping spirits.
He silently mobilized the power of Lunar in his body, covering his sclera and pupils with a layer of pure black, and stretched out his hand, grabbing Zhao Yingjun's body with a virtual grab.
He grabbed a illusory figure.
This figure had Zhao Yingjun's features, but his expression was dull and his eyes were empty.
After a person dies, ninety percent of their consciousness dissipates, and the spirit body becomes so dull. If consciousness dissipates, memory will of course be incomplete, leaving only some memories with deep obsessions.
Memories before death are often deeply impressed and very close to death, so they are preserved.
After grabbing the spirit body, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt a desire to "eat". He naturally opened his mouth and gently sucked.
Zhao Yingjun's spirit body turned into green smoke and floated into his mouth.
A burst of pain in his eyebrows, his consciousness seemed to expand, and many things that did not belong to him filled in.
........
Zhang Yuanqing heard low sobs, 'woo woo' wails, and a fierce and gloomy voice rang in his ears:
"I don't have much patience. You better answer obediently."
He knew that he was reading the last memory of the spirit body, and slowly "opened" his eyes. The surrounding scenery became clear. This was a luxuriously decorated large suite.
He fell on the soft big bed, not wearing any clothes, and clothes and women's underwear were scattered on the ground.
Not far from him, at the head of the bed, curled up a young woman, also naked, with fair and tender long legs, tight abdomen, and upright breasts, showing off her young and proud curves.
The sobs were coming from her.
A woman? Naked? This scene made Zhang Yuanqing stunned. He thought to himself, why didn't the chief make it clear about the situation at the scene of the crime? How could he let me see scenes that are not suitable for children? I'm still a child...
From the perspective of the deceased, he looked at the person by the bed, a fierce-looking man with a half-finger-long scar on the left side of his face, sparse eyebrows, and fierce and gloomy eyes.
He held a shiny willow blade in his hand.
The murderer... Zhang Yuanqing stared at this face, firmly remembering his appearance.
At this point, his task was half completed.
The man pointed the tip of the knife at "Zhang Yuanqing"'s chest and said fiercely:
"Where is the Holy Grail? Where is the roster?"
He seemed to have asked this question many times, his expression full of impatience, his eyes full of murderous intent.
"I don't know, I really don't know... Please let me go." Zhang Yuanqing heard 'himself' begging for mercy.
The man squatted by the bed, completely losing his patience, rubbing his face like he was tired, and muttered:
"I gave you a chance, but you are useless, I gave you a chance, but you are useless..."
With that, he put the tip of the willow blade into 'Zhang Yuanqing''s chest.
A sharp pain came, and his consciousness blurred instantly. Zhang Yuanqing slumped weakly on the ground, watching the man unfasten his belt, grab the beautiful woman's ankle, and pull her towards him.
The picture ended abruptly with the woman's scream.