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A moment later, Bai He's body had already turned into a lump of charred flesh, directly falling to the ground.

There was also light blue smoke coming out of his body, and a burnt smell that made the young man cover his nose and frown.

Zhang Xiaojian and Old Yellow drove the car all the way to White River Bay. When they entered the village, they saw a car passing by by, without any license plates, but because the color of the car window was very dark, they didn't clearly see the person inside. However, when they passed each other, Zhang Xiaojian had a feeling that there was a pair of eyes staring straight at him. He couldn't help but shudder.

"Ahead of us is the White River Family." Old Yellow said.

Zhang Xiaojian acknowledged and did not say a word.

After the car stopped, Zhang Xiaojian smelt a burnt smell and could not help but frown.

It was a very nice house, neat and clean, with two tall poplar trees in the doorway.

The gate to the courtyard was wide open, and no one could be seen entering the courtyard.

Old Yellow shouted, "Bai He, someone is looking for you."

Old Yellow's voice was loud, but there was no response.

"Is he bullshitting again?" The Superintendent smiled and said.

The door was closed, but there was still no sound from inside.

Zhang Xiaojian felt something was amiss, he immediately pushed the door open and entered. The director and Old Yellow followed him in.

The scene in the room shocked the three people, especially the director and Old Yellow. Their faces were bloodless and their lips were trembling without words.

The two corpses on the ground were pitch black, and they gave off a nauseating smell. One could even feel the despair, the fear, and the struggles they had before they died.

Zhang Xiaojian suddenly remembered the beauty that was following him, a light blue flame on his finger.

Was it her? Zhang Xiaojian asked in his heart.

Or him? Zhang Xiaojian couldn't understand, but he suddenly remembered the taxi that passed by him just now.

"Call Hou Changwu, I have something to do outside." Zhang Xiaojian didn't have time to say anything as he directly dashed out. Lexus let out a furious roar and charged out.

The car followed the direction of the taxi and soon found the car parked by the side of the road.

Zhang Xiaojian felt an indescribable nervousness in his heart. As he got off the carriage, he gathered his inner Qi and a faint yellow halo appeared on his finger.

Zhang Xiaojian walked step by step towards the taxi and stopped five meters away from it.

"Come out, don't fucking hide inside." Zhang Xiaojian was already prepared for battle.

There was still no response from the taxi, and it was dead silent all around.

This was the first time since he obtained the ring that Zhang Xiaojian felt afraid. It looks like he wasn't the only one with special powers in this world, there were many other people.

He must have met an opponent that had advanced by leaps and bounds today. He didn't know if he could do it or not.

Zhang Xiaojian hesitated in the vicinity of the taxi for a long time, but in the end, he still reached the side of the driver's seat.

A person fell out of the car, but there was no one inside.

Zhang Xiaojian felt that something was amiss. If this person was the one who killed Bai He, how could he be lying here?

As he walked over, he saw that the man lying on the ground was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He was wearing the clothes belonging to a taxi company.

Only after shouting for a long time did the man slowly open his eyes. He reached out his hands to cover his head as he continuously rubbed it.

"This car is yours." Zhang Xiaojian asked.

"Ah, it's mine. What's wrong?" The man nodded.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Xiaojian asked.

"I, I don't know." The man stood up and looked around.

"Recall who the last person you saw was." Zhang Xiaojian asked.

"It was a girl, a high school student. Then, she felt like she was beaten up by someone. I don't know what happened next." the man said.

Zhang Xiaojian sighed, shook his head, and said: "I'm fine now."

The man looked at Zhang Xiaojian strangely, then got on the taxi while swearing. The taxi gradually disappeared from Zhang Xiaojian's sight.

Zhang Xiaojian was sure that the person who killed them was not him.

But who could it be?

Zhang Xiaojian suddenly shivered. Could it be Peter and the others?

Only if they did not want him to know about Zhang Feng's past, so they had cut off all possible channels to find out Zhang Feng's origin. It looks like, there really was an earth-shattering secret hidden inside.

Just as Zhang Xiaojian was about to get on the car, he saw Hou Changwu's car coming over.

Hou Changwu parked the car on the side of the road and asked anxiously: "What's going on, even the director didn't clearly explain what's going on."

Zhang Xiaojian sighed and said: "We came late."

After hearing what Zhang Xiaojian had to say, Hou Changwu shook his head and sighed.

They drove straight to White River Bay.

The Chief and Old Yellow were both in the courtyard, with many people from the village whispering to each other. After such a big incident, everyone was extremely nervous, and some elderly men were muttering, "Good deeds will be rewarded, do good deeds."

The medical examiner looked at the scene and took a photo, but there were no clues.

Initially, he had wanted to retrieve the footprints, but he realized that they were extremely large, and did not match Zhang Xiaojian's description at all.

Zhang Xiaojian and Hou Changwu discussed on the side, assuming that the target was Peter.

Even so, the clues were cut off, and there was no way to proceed any further.

Zhang Xiaojian said: "So it's like this, I'll go back and ask Zhang Feng's wife, and see if she knows something about it. With so many years of husband and wife, could it be that Zhang Feng doesn't want to tell her anything."

Hou Changwu nodded, and said: "I guess that's the only way."

Before Zhang Xiaojian left, he said to Hou Changwu: "The people who are monitoring Peter are useless, we might as well evacuate them and put on the disguise as the staff of the inn, this way we can get closer."

Hou Changwu nodded, patted Zhang Xiaojian's shoulders and said: "I didn't expect you to be so professional."

Zhang Xiaojian curled his lips and said: "I might be better in psychological warfare."

When Zhang Xiaojian returned home, he originally thought that he could learn a few things from Zhang Feng's wife. Who knew that she was wrong, Zhang Feng had kept his mouth shut these past few years, and did not say anything. This made Zhang Xiaojian extremely disappointed, and the whole case fell into an impasse.

The train station in the city was always the most bustling place in the city. There was an endless stream of people coming and going every day, but no one knew what these people were doing here or there.

At three in the afternoon, a young man of about twenty-six years old walked out from the train station. He was wearing a camouflage uniform and yellow rubber shoes.

The man looked around and left the train station. He was surrounded by a group of drivers. He asked, "Brother, where are we going? It's cheap."

"Do you still have a car to go to Green Spirit Mountain Village?" the man asked, with a foreign accent.