Even hybrid monsters have their day

"So... you mean this mysterious killer used some kind of ancient evil magic called spirit-absorbing magic?"

Feng Xiaotian and Peng Yuxian were both stunned by his statement, which was completely beyond their imagination.

“That’s not it,” Xu Ruwen denied the hypothesis again. Just as Feng Xiaotian exclaimed that he was being mysterious, he spoke up again, “The Soul Absorption Technique is an evil art that only demons can practice. If it were really done by a demon, then there would definitely be demonic energy left at the scene. However, I sensed a trace of residual demonic energy at the scene.”

"You can sense demonic energy too?" Feng Xiaotian immediately grasped the crux of his question.

Xu Ruwen glanced at this person with extraordinary analytical abilities. The point of his statement was that there was demonic energy at the scene, but how did he interpret it as this? Fortunately, he had already thought of a countermeasure beforehand, otherwise he wouldn't have said it in public. He simply pointed lightly to his bag and said, "We have professional equipment."

Although Feng Xiaotian didn't see him fiddling with any professional equipment when he was at the villa, he could accept it after hearing him say that. He thought that maybe their professional equipment was small and inconspicuous, which would make it convenient and quick to use.

Geng Miaowan asked, "So, you're pretty sure it was done by a demon?"

Xu Ruwen nodded, "But I don't know what kind of magic that demon practices, or how advanced it is." After all, it's like being in a completely different field, and besides, he's just a demon, how could he know anything about demons?

“Actually, in the Demon Realm, there is also a kind of magic that is rejected by most demons, called Thousand Faces of Sorrow,” Luan Hao said.

"Thousand Faces of Sorrow?" Geng Miaowan asked, puzzled.

"As the name suggests, this spell grants the practitioner a thousand faces, with each higher level of cultivation resulting in a more handsome or beautiful appearance. However, in the end, the practitioner loses their original face and is consumed by regret and despair because they cannot remember their true identity. Once cultivation ceases, the face gradually disappears, eventually becoming faceless. The method of cultivation is similar to the Soul Absorption Technique, requiring the absorption of the vital energy of others, except that the recipient must be of the opposite sex."

"There are such strange spells in this world..." Geng Miaowan was extremely surprised, feeling as if her eyes had been opened.

Xu Ruwen had never heard of such a strange spell before. He exclaimed that the world was full of wonders. Only Little White remained calmly lying there, fast asleep, seemingly unaffected by anything that could stop it from meeting the Duke of Zhou in the morning.

"So, in your opinion, what level has this demon cultivated to?" she asked.

"I need to see it to know."

"Wasn't that what we just saw?"

Luan Hao paused for a moment, then asked instead of answering, "Did I say that?"

So, in the following time, Geng Miaowan discussed countermeasures with Feng Xiaotian and others. Since the mysterious murderer never committed crimes consecutively in a short period of time, they revised their plan based on the information they currently had, aiming to find the mysterious murderer before the next victim appeared.

Finally, as dawn was breaking, Geng Miaowan remembered the young man who had been left standing in the living room. When she rushed over, the living room was empty, without a single person in sight.

There was a note under the teacup on the table: "I'm going back now. Thank you for saving me this time, young lady. I will repay you if needed in the future. Fang Yuqing from Group 53."

That evening, they went to another bar in the city. Although the bar's facade and decor were not as upscale as the one in front of them, it was still considered a very high-class bar in the city, and the people who came in and out of the bar were all rich and powerful.

Soon, the person they were waiting for appeared.

Feng Xiaotian said smugly, "See? I told you he would show up here." However, Geng Miaowan, Xu Ruwen, and even Peng Yuxian ignored him. Everyone was focused on He Chaobai, who had appeared in the bar.

As soon as he entered the bar, he sat down at the bar for a while, ordered a drink, flirted with a few women sitting at the bar, and then put his arm around one of the girls and went into a private room.

"What do we do now?" Geng Miaowan asked.

The group exchanged glances, indicating they hadn't considered such a question. Just then, Geng Miaowan saw a scantily clad young woman carrying a bucket of liquor into a nearby private room, and an idea formed in her mind.

A short while later, Geng Miaowan entered the private room where He Chaobai was, dressed in a revealing short skirt suit. Inside the room, He Chaobai was groping the woman, looking quite pleased with himself.

She steeled herself and walked to the table, put the barrel of wine she was carrying on the ground, and, imitating the salesmen she had seen on TV, knelt down and placed the wine from the barrel on the table, saying, "Sir, would you like some wine?"

However, no one paid him any attention. He Chaobai was still busy on top of the woman, completely unaware that there was another spectator in the private room.

No, there were four audience members. She adjusted her bow tie; three others were sitting in the next box, watching the live video feed transmitted from her.

"Sir, would you like some wine? Our wine today is quite good; I guarantee you'll have a great time and leave satisfied." Geng Miaowan forced herself to say these words that made her feel nauseous.

However, it seemed to have piqued He Chaobai's interest, and he finally lifted his head from the woman's chest to look at Geng Miaowan.

At this moment, Geng Miaowan only wore a simple ponytail, which made her face look incredibly pure. Her cool shorts outfit revealed her slim waist and long legs, making people's hearts itch with desire.

He Chaobai pinched the woman again before sitting up. As soon as he sat up, the woman sat up against him. He looked at Geng Miaowan and said, "You sure know how to talk. Come on, tell me your name and how old you are?"

His tone was like that of a strange uncle trying to coax a child. Geng Miaowan thought to herself, "Are you asking a three-year-old?"

She pretended not to understand, but still brought out the wine and asked, "Sir, would you like some wine? This wine is quite good today."

He Chaobai grabbed the wine bottle and held her hand in his, kneading it as he said, "Of course I'll drink this wine, but you'll have to feed me."

The woman who came in with him saw this, placed her hand on his chest, and said in a coquettish voice, "Oh, Young Master He, didn't you say that I alone would be enough for you tonight..."

Geng Miaowan struggled twice but couldn't break free. After thinking for a moment, she put on a smile again and said, "Young Master He, there's no need to rush. If you want to drink, I'll drink with you."

As she spoke, she softly gave him a flirtatious wink. Little White, perched in her sea of ​​consciousness, said coolly, "Is it really necessary to go to this extent…?" (To be continued.)