Monday, the weather is sunny.

In a place like Songhai, traveling during the morning rush hour is always a headache. Whether on elevated roads or on the ground, the traffic conditions are so congested that your blood pressure soars.

Ordinary office workers will not have to worry about traffic jams when taking the subway, but they will have to endure the test of being trapped on all sides.

In the early morning sunshine, Zhang Yuanqing was riding a shared bicycle through the bustling streets of Songhai, carrying a backpack and biting pancakes.

He easily overtook private cars, business cars and buses one after another, and the young man's vitality flew with his bangs.

Songhai University is five or six kilometers away from his grandmother's house, and it only takes 15 minutes by bicycle, so he usually does not live on campus.

Because he was promoted to the Night God, riding a bicycle was very tiring on weekdays. He reached the gate of the university without stopping. He took out his phone and saw that it only took ten minutes.

If there weren't too many electric bikes on the bike path, he could still be faster.

Songhai University was founded at the beginning of the last century, 120 years ago, and is one of the top universities in the country.

In addition to high-quality teacher resources, the two biggest features of Songhai University are: famous flowers are good at finding good husbands, and warriors dare to fence.

Grandma used to warn my aunt that girls should know how to protect themselves in school. As I get older, I have to warn my grandson boys to protect themselves at school.

Grandma is very dissatisfied with the world.

Entering the school gate, passing through the main axis with the founder's sculpture, he rode slowly towards the teaching building along the road planted with sycamore trees on the right.

The environment in the college is elegant and quiet. Students are either taking short videos, chatting on benches by the roadside, or rushing to class with textbooks in hand.

Spacious and clean streets, green lawns, and old dormitories, at a glance, it looks more like a quiet high-end community, without the feeling of a school.

Zhang Yuanqing parked his bicycle outside the building, carried his schoolbag, and entered the complex.

Arriving at the trapezoidal classroom, Zhang Yuanqing took a glance. The students were scattered in twos and threes, and many students skipped class.

He randomly picked a seat and as soon as he sat down, he heard two boys behind him whispering:

"I just saw Xu Yingying at the school gate. She is waiting for the sponsor father again."

"Nonsense, how could my goddess be kept?"

"Really, a man comes to pick her up every Monday, driving a luxury car worth hundreds of thousands. I saw it last Monday."

"See clearly? Maybe it's an online ride-hailing service."

"Would you kiss a ride-hailing driver?"

"... Damn it, when I was in middle school, girls liked top academics. When they went to college, girls also liked rich people outside. When will ordinary boys stand up?"

Xu Yingying is a girl in the same class. She is very beautiful and is the beauty of their class.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but look back, smiled and joked: "The wife in the hard drive can help you stand up."

The two boys didn't seem to expect Zhang Yuanqing to interrupt, and were stunned for a moment.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at them and said, "What's wrong?"

The male classmate named Li Lesheng said "Haha": "Zhang Yuanqing, something good happened to you today. This is not like you."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned: "Why do you say that?"

Just as Li Lesheng was about to speak, a teacher wearing black-rimmed glasses walked in with a book in his arms, and the chattering classroom immediately fell silent.

...........

Kangyang District, Maille Hotel.

"Ding!"

On the 16th floor, the elevator door opened. Li Dongze, dressed in a formal suit with a black vest and white shirt, walked out of the car with a cane.

His thin face was solemn, followed by Guan Ya.

The entire floor was cleared of guests, and a cordon was set up at the intersection where the elevator led to the corridor. Two security guards stood guard at the cordon.

Guan Ya stepped forward on high heels, took out her ID and signaled.

The security officer immediately moved out of the way.

On the way from the corridor to the room, several uniformed security guards were busy, taking photos or collecting fingerprints, hair and other items.

Li Dongze passed by everyone and entered the hotel room, where he immediately smelled the smell of blood.

He glanced across the hotel suite. Lying on the bed were two corpses covered with white cloth. The white sheets were stained with large areas of dark red blood.

Li Dongze stretched out his cane and uncovered the white cloth. There was a man and a woman lying naked on the bed.

He was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "It is indeed Zhao Yingjun."

Guan Ya carefully inspected every corner of the room, and white mist overflowed from her pupils. After a while, she said:

"There were no signs of fighting or human handling in the room... There were only two condoms in the trash can, but three condoms were missing from the box..."

After speaking, she looked at the female victim with some pity.

Li Dongze covered the white cloth back and said in a deep voice:

"Guan Ya, you stay here to assist the security guards in collecting fingerprints, hair, and obtaining surveillance videos. I want to contact Centurion Fu and the captains. I may need to go to a meeting."

Guan Ya nodded slightly: "I will synchronize the scene details and character information to your mobile phone later."

Zhao Yingjun is a consultant to the Xiangshui Road Public Security Bureau, a member of the White Tiger Soldiers, and a level 2 scout.

A member of the Five Elements Alliance was killed, which was a big event.

...........

On the second floor of the villa, there is a small conference room.

The conference room is decorated very exquisitely and luxuriously, with the floor covered with soft wool carpets and a long solid wood conference table placed in the middle.

On the table were exquisite fruit platters, crystal clear ham slices, expensive imported red wine, boxes of cigars, and exquisite desserts.

At the end of the conference table, a white projection screen hung down, playing a hotel surveillance video.

In the video, a man wearing a cap and a mask walked from the elevator entrance, walked to the door of the guest room, took out his room card, opened the door, and entered the room.

Forty minutes later, the man walked out of the room, put his hands in his pockets, and left with his head lowered.

When the video ended, Li Dongze pressed the pause button, looked at the captains at the table, and said:

"I received an alarm from the hotel this morning. When the waiter was cleaning the room, he couldn't open the door, so he went in to check and found that the two people had been killed. Zhao Yingjun had been abused before his death, with stab wounds all over his body and signs of being tied up on his hands and feet, but The fatal injury was a sharp object piercing the heart.

"The female deceased, named Liu Xiao'e, was also pierced through the heart with a sharp instrument, but was not tortured. Based on the missing condom at the scene, we suspect that she was insulted by the murderer before her death.

"In addition, the Public Security Department checked the mobile phones of the two people and confirmed that Liu Xiao'e was Zhao Yingjun's mistress.

"We checked the surveillance of other entrances and exits of the hotel and did not find how the murderer left. He should have special means to avoid surveillance. Preliminary speculation is that the murderer is a spiritual walker."

There were six people sitting at the table.

The chief is a young man in a white suit. He has the aloofness and nobility of a young man from an aristocratic family. He has a handsome short ponytail, and his face is as carved as a sculpture. He is impossibly handsome.

The first seat on the left is empty, that is Li Dongze's seat.

On the right is a woman holding an orange cat. She is wearing an ink-painted cheongsam. The plumpness and enchantment of a mature woman are clearly displayed. Her beautiful and well-maintained face is firm and fair. She wears light makeup and has a quiet and elegant temperament.

Next to her is a middle-aged man wearing a miner's hat and a labor protection suit. His dark skin shows the weather of a worker.

Opposite her was a gym instructor in a tight-fitting suit. His thick arms were comparable to a woman's thin waist. His eyebrows were sharp, and a feeling of irritation came over her face as she looked around.

The last one is a woman in her mid-20s, wearing a white racing suit, tight leather pants, black wavy hair, and an oval face. She is sassy and handsome.

These five are the captains of the Kangyang District Spiritual Realm Walker Team, and there are several others who did not attend due to various reasons.

The young man in a white suit looked around, his dark brown eyes looking calmly into the lake, and said calmly:

"Everyone, what do you think... Captain Qingteng, please speak first."

The beautiful woman in cheongsam frowned slightly: "Ordinary spiritual practitioners would not dare to kill our official people. Could it be a spiritual practitioner of an evil profession who did it?"

Li Dongze replied: "We are still investigating Zhao Yingjun's recent interpersonal relationships."

If it was done by a spiritual practitioner of an evil profession, the seriousness of the incident would be raised to a higher level.

The fire master's big muscle tyrant raised his eyebrows and was furious, "Evil profession? These stinky rats in the gutter dare to kill people from my Five Elements Alliance. I will make them pay the price."

The others had serious expressions on their faces, and Bailong, who was wearing a racing suit, muttered:

"How powerful is Zhao Ying's army?"

Li Dongze looked at Fu Qingyang.

Fu Qingyang said: "There is a defensive item."

Hearing this, Bai Long's face turned solemn, "Although the level 2 scout is not good at fighting, it is not that easy to kill him with defensive items, not to mention without alerting the guests in the next room. Based on this, we can , we can initially judge the murderer’s strength.”

Tang Guoqiang, the owner of a construction company wearing a miner's hat, said solemnly:

"very powerful."

Dajiba snorted coldly and repeated what he just said: "It doesn't matter if he is very powerful. Anyone who dares to kill my Five Elements Alliance will die no matter how powerful he is."

Bai Long held his forehead silently, wondering if he could kick out the idiots from the Red Fire Gang first when discussing matters.

Li Dongze said: "After our investigation, Zhao Yingjun has many mistresses, and he especially likes to keep female college students. We are investigating his mistresses one by one."

The big muscle tyrant frowned and said, "Why?"

"The hotel where Zhao Yingjun and his mistress had a tryst was not fixed, but the murderer was able to find the hotel address and lock the room number, which shows that he had a certain understanding of Zhao Yingjun's movement trajectory, either as someone he knew or after long-term tracking." Li Dongze said:

"The person who knows you best is always the woman next to you. We may be able to get some clues from Zhao Yingjun's mistress."

The captains nodded solemnly.

Li Dongze continued:

"Zhao Yingjun was tortured and mistreated before his death. Just think about it, what did the murderer torture? What did he ask? Whether the murderer is a vendetta or an evil profession, this is an issue worthy of our careful treatment."

The faces of the captains present changed slightly.

Evil professions and lawful professions have always had an incompatible relationship, hunting and tracking each other.

What can interest the evil profession is, of course, the information about the official spiritual realm walkers, and even their hiding places.

And if the murderer is not an evil profession, but a powerful spiritual traveler takes the risk of offending the official organization and sneaks into the hotel to torture and kill people, the truth behind it may be more complicated.

Qingteng said solemnly: "We must find out the murderer as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Dajiba looked around and said, "Why didn't Yuan Ting come? Let him devour Zhao Yingjun's spirit body and obtain Zhao Yingjun's memory. We will know who the murderer is."

The importance of the night wandering god who can control the spirit body is instantly highlighted.

Fu Qingyang shook his head and said:

"Yesterday, Taiyi Sect summoned all the official night wandering gods to Beijing to discuss matters, but Yuan Ting was not in Songhai."

His expression was calm from beginning to end, as if he wouldn't panic even if the sky fell.

Going to Beijing to discuss matters? The captains' hearts sank. If Yuan Ting was not here, the other night wandering gods from other regions would definitely not be here either.

Is this too much of a coincidence? The murderer didn't take action either early or later, but he chose to do it when the Yeyoushen came to Beijing en masse.

Dajiba said angrily: "What's going on with Taiyimen? We haven't had a meeting for a long time, so we can't have fun. Why do we choose this time? We should have cultivated our own night wandering gods a long time ago."

Li Dongze said helplessly:

"The relationship between cause and effect is reversed. It was the murderer who picked it at this time...Forget it, it's not important. Don't worry, we have our own night wandering god."