This actor is full of tricks.

He Wen's words left Lin Jue silent for a long time.

The repair shop owner once said that Wang Qingya was a very kind-hearted person who fed the stray cats in the neighborhood. Although she couldn't provide the cats with a high standard of living, the cat food in the iron basin in her room cost only about two or three yuan per kilogram. Although it was cheap, it was enough to fill their stomachs.

Before her death, Wang Qingya fed stray cats, and after her death, those stray cats, driven by their obsession to protect her, chose to fight each other to form cat spirits to protect Wang Qingya.

No wonder, no wonder those cats died in such a strange way. It wasn't for food, it wasn't for territory, it was just to protect the owners who fed them.

Lin Jue didn't know how he felt. Wang Qingya's kindness had only been rewarded by a group of stray cats.

[Scene 4: The cat-faced girl left. She didn't find what she wanted, but she remembered you, and perhaps she will come back to find you.]

With a soft sigh, Lin Jue closed and locked the window, then checked the time on his phone; it was just past 11 o'clock.

“This script is related to Renfu, and there should be a shrine there too. It’s almost midnight.” Lin Jue looked out the window at the residential area, wondering where that mysterious room was hidden.

The most likely location is the building where Wang Qingya lives.

Lin Jue tidied himself up a bit, slung his bag over his shoulder, and walked out the door. He arrived at Building 7, hid in the shadows of the stairwell, and released all the ghosts from his backpack, sending them upstairs, with each ghost responsible for a few floors.

As soon as it was twelve o'clock, Lin Jue got moving and searched for traces of that room on the first floor, but found nothing. He then quickly went up the stairs to the second floor.

They searched all the way to the fifth floor, but there was no room with any flesh and blood. He Wen, Bi Zheng, and the other ghosts came down from upstairs and shook their heads at him; they hadn't found that room either.

Isn't it in this building?

Lin Jue frowned. He was certain that there was a shrine in the Qingwangyuan residential area because the ears of the first two victims had disappeared. Even if Wang Qingya had taken them off, it would prove that the victims were connected to that shrine. Wang Qingya might be hiding in that room.

Because the other party is elusive, the Xinzhou Inspection Bureau did not find any trace of them when they came to investigate, but in fact the other party has always been in the community.

"Since we can't find Building 7, let's try Building 6 tomorrow. There are only 7 buildings in the complex, so we should be able to find it in seven days at most."

Not finding them, Lin Jue showed no disappointment. He gathered Bi Zheng and the others back, went into the elevator, and pressed the down button.

A minute later, the elevator slowly descended from the top floor. When the doors opened, a chilling aura rushed out. The narrow elevator car was covered with writhing flesh and blood, and in the very center was a door.

The scene before him startled Lin Jue at first, then a smile appeared on his lips. This was an unexpected delight. He had thought he would come up empty-handed today, but he never expected that this room would be hidden inside the elevator.

However, as soon as he stepped into the elevator and was about to open the door, the surrounding blood and flesh receded rapidly like a tide, and the door gradually became transparent.

"Hey! Wait, wait! I haven't gotten on the bus yet!" Lin Jue hurriedly put his hand on the door handle and turned it hard, but the door showed no sign of opening and disappeared completely into the elevator in less than three seconds.

Lin Jue's hand was still in the position of holding the door handle. He clicked his tongue and realized that the time must have come, and the door disappeared.

The time displayed on the phone is 12:15, which means that the Flesh and Blood Room will only appear in the real world for a maximum of 15 minutes, and will disappear after that time.

No big problem, we can come back tomorrow. Anyway, we already know the location of the flesh and blood room, we just need to time our stakeouts carefully. At five o'clock in the morning, Lin Jue was woken up by the ringing of the phone. The caller was Cheng Jing.

Upon seeing the call, Lin Jue's first reaction was that something had happened.

Since he and Cheng Jing had only shared one meal, the other party probably wouldn't call him early in the morning to ask if he slept well last night.

As soon as the call connected, Cheng Jing's slightly apologetic voice came from the other end: "I'm sorry to bother you at this hour, Minister Zhou. Something just happened that I felt I should tell you, because it's related to the cat-faced girl."

Hearing this, Lin Jue roughly knew what the other person was going to talk about: "Has someone else died?"

Cheng Jing was taken aback: "Indeed, Minister Zhou, have you heard the news?"

"No, I was just dreaming." Lin Jue yawned and sat up in bed. "Minister Cheng, could you please tell me a position for me? I'll come right away."

As he spoke, he put his phone on the bed, picked up his clothes, and started to put them on.

Cheng Jing quickly gave the location, and Lin Jue glanced at it; it was only a ten-minute walk from here.

"Okay, are you there now? I'll be right there." Lin Jue quickly put on his clothes and went straight out the door.

When he arrived, Cheng Jing was already waiting outside the residential area. This was considered a high-end residential area in the vicinity, and it had only been open for sale for a short time.

“Minister Zhou.” Cheng Jing greeted him and shook hands with Lin Jue. “It was the victim’s wife who called the police. The couple had been going through a divorce recently and were sleeping in separate rooms. Around 5 a.m., the victim’s wife heard her husband screaming in agony next door. When she went to check, her husband was already dead on the bed, and his death was exactly the same as the previous two victims.”

“This was originally our business, but because you were investigating this matter, I disturbed you and called you over.”

As he spoke, Cheng Jing led Lin Jue into the cordon area and onto the third floor of a garden villa.

Inside the room, other investigators were questioning a middle-aged woman. The woman was pale and shivering, wrapped in a thin blanket, huddled on the sofa. Clearly, this woman was the deceased's wife.

Lin Jue glanced at the other person and followed Cheng Jing into the bedroom.

The bedroom reeked of blood. On the bed in the middle lay a man wearing only pajama bottoms. His upper body was covered with bloody scratches, and his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something terrifying before he died.

His ears were gone, and the wounds were uneven, indicating they had been torn off by external force.

"Every victim killed by Wang Qingya was missing ears. What is the relationship between Wang Qingya and that cult?"

Lin Jue walked over, looked at the bloodstains on the sheets under the man, and turned the already stiff corpse over.

In the center of the man's back, there was a bright red circular mark drawn with a fingernail, which was the circular symbol.

(End of this chapter)