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    Think about it, little guy, crooked head.


    In my heart, I silently recited the formula to open the spiritual vision.


    With the opening of the vision, the originally quiet surroundings gradually became noisy.


    There are many voices of "people" and the barks of some cats, dogs and animals.


    It makes the originally dead office area suddenly a little more angry.


    ——Although, it should be called death.


    Taking back the thoughts of eavesdropping, Xiang Xing narrowed his soft eyes, took a deep breath and looked at the picture.


    Sure enough.


    The grand villa, which looks low-key, luxurious and connotative, is also covered with a faint and looming black fog.


    Even at first glance, there seems to be a faint layer on the surface of the house, like the visual sense of the structure of another house.


    It''s like that the old camera has not been replaced after it has been handed in, and the latest imaging is directly covered on the old film.


    Although the superimposed house shape can be vaguely seen as a brand-new building, it is not like a product of this era in style.


    According to the memory of the original owner, this kind of architecture should have been popular in the first 100 years of the world.


    Um.


    It is worth studying.


    Seeing the girl pursing her pink lips and concentrating on the photo of the villa, Wu Chen couldn''t help raising her fine eyebrows.


    No loss.


    After thinking about it, he stepped forward slightly and said calmly, "what do you see?"


    "Well..."


    Xiang Xing pondered for a moment. He couldn''t help raising his soft eyes and glancing at the man.


    Leaning to his head, he lifted the powder to moisten his lips, and soft waxy nodded, "I saw something, but I''m not sure."


    She said, pointing to the photo and continuing to ask, "are we going to investigate this villa tonight?"


    The voice is light, soft and waxy, like a soft feather, gently stirring the listener''s heart.


    Makes the man suddenly have a moment of trance.


    Then he nodded faintly: "yes, we have just received this case and haven''t made a preliminary understanding."


    When the words fell, Xiang Xing saw Wu Chen return to her desk and pick up an old-fashioned telephone that didn''t exist on her desk when she came in and looked as old-fashioned as the virtual shadow of the house.


    He picked up the receiver and turned four numbers on the code disk.


    Then, the little guy just felt a dark wind coming from behind.


    It can be seen from the reflection of the French window directly opposite that behind her, there was a "human figure" who was short and wearing a black cloak, as if he bowed respectfully to Wu Chen.


    Wu Chen had no words, but glanced faintly at the black cloak. There seemed to be another kind of fluctuation in her delicate light gray eyes, as if she was passing something to the black cloak.


    Soon, the black cloak nodded slightly, and the next second it turned into black fog and dispersed with the wind.


    "Well, let''s go now."


    Wu Chen said, suddenly turned around and picked up a black sports backpack from the office chair, half slung on the broad and shaped shoulder.


    Glancing at Xiang Xing, he opened his long legs and went straight out of the office.


    Seeing this, Xiang Xing didn''t dare to procrastinate.


    She put her folder into her small bag at the speed of light, picked up the fried chicken bucket, ate and followed.


    Out of the office gate, the scene outside was as she expected.


    On each station, there are all kinds of "people".