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This should be what they care the most about. After all, they have come back for this, and during this period of time, they have treated me extremely well, so I should return the favor and tell them everything.

But Sun Yong's parents are here, so I stopped because I felt that it would be better if less people knew about this secret. If Sun Yong was here, I wouldn't mind, but I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with Sun Yong's parents at all.

They are all smart people, so the slight change in my expression was naturally unable to escape their eyes, thus Uncle first told them to look at Sun Yong. Sun Yong's father, Sun Yi, did not say anything, since he was not at all fond of those mysterious things.

After they left, I told everything that happened to the Uncle. It was also because Sun Yong threatened me with the ghost girl's corpse that caused me to have such a fortuitous encounter, to actually see the divine will that Sun Chengzhi left behind, and the secret of the Pig Slaughtering Knife.

Hearing my words, Uncle was stunned, he didn't think that the cause of the incident would be like this, this was the so called unintentional cutting into the shadows.

"Your grandfather is really, really, scheming everything!" But this was what the Uncle said the next time he spoke.

However, Uncle's words also made me recall that when I first met Sun Chengzhi, he seemed to have also said something very strange, as if he meant that he owed my grandfather, and that my grandfather schemed against him. Thus, I asked Uncle what happened.

But Uncle didn't tell me, he only said that this was a grudge from many years ago, and after it passed, it would be over. He then started to ask me about some of the details of how I live with Sun Chengzhi.

I answered them one by one, but I found a problem, which was that the Uncle seemed to be very calm, and it wasn't as agitated as I had imagined. Or had he given up?

After asking all these questions, Uncle actually told me to leave first, this made me feel very strange. Today's Uncle is really something that people couldn't understand, even though normally people wouldn't be able to understand it.

However, what I did not see was that after I left, the Uncle burst into laughter. He burst into tears and wailed, "My good father, you can't even trust your own son anymore?"

The police station, the criminal evidence warehouse, were filled with all kinds of murder weapons. There were machetes, hammers, even guns and daily necessities, all of which were found in many murders. After being brought back, they were stacked according to the labels, the big ones on the floor, and the small ones on the shelves.

There weren't many shelves in the warehouse, so they couldn't store too many things. Of course, things like the Pig Slaughtering Knife weren't considered big, they could be put on there. The most important thing was that the most lethal weapon of the Pig Slaughtering Knife wasn't just one or two.

In the dead silence of the night, a muffled sound suddenly came from the evidence warehouse. One of the seals on the Pig Slaughtering Knife cracked open without a sound, revealing a long, pointed Pig Slaughtering Knife.

The location where the Pig Slaughtering Knife was placed happened to be next to the window. A bright moonlight shone on the blade of the Pig Slaughtering Knife. If someone were to take a closer look, they would notice that the knife actually looked hazy.

After being exposed to the moonlight for a long time, the Pig Slaughtering Knife actually began to change slowly. The Pig Slaughtering Knife seemed to turn into a whirlpool; not only did the moonlight shine on its body, but the black light in the warehouse also seemed to squeeze onto the blade.

"Clang!" Not long after, a knife suddenly fell down.

After another half an hour, a bloody awl fell from the shelf.

The items that dropped twice woke up the police officers who were on duty at night. The criminal evidence warehouse was not an important place and it was also inside the police station, so it was always safe. The guards on duty at night were also old comrades who were about to retire.

"What a strong killing intent!" The old comrade cried out involuntarily as he woke up tonight.

His surname was Qin, so everyone called him Old Qin. Because he was taciturn and was looking at the warehouse, almost everyone in the police station forgot about his existence, so no one knew that he was probably the only person in the entire police station who had been on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, such a strong killing intent was naturally not strange, but in this small police station, he was very surprised. He knew that most of the things in this warehouse were things that could injure or kill people, and many of them had a murderous aura about them.

Holding the flashlight and the baton, Old Qin slowly walked to the warehouse and used the key to slowly open the door. Then he saw something he would never forget.

A Pig Slaughtering Knife was floating in the air, emitting a boundless murderous aura under the moonlight. The weapons in the warehouse kept emitting murderous auras, but the killing aura eventually flowed towards the knife, just like how slaves of ancient times paid tribute to their masters.

"Ah …" Even with Old Qin's courage, he couldn't help but cry out in alarm when he saw such a bizarre scene.

However, the moment he shouted, he felt that something was amiss and immediately covered his mouth. However, it was already too late. He saw the Pig Slaughtering Knife bathing in the moonlight suddenly change its direction and point at him.

At this moment, Old Qin had an illusion. He felt as if he had returned to the battlefield from decades ago. The feeling of having his body aimed at by the enemy, that was the feeling of death.

However, that time, his class monitor had finally pushed him away and saved his life. It had only wounded someone and eventually left the battlefield. But this time, he no longer had the class monitor, and he didn't have his old strong physique.

Therefore, he subconsciously turned around and ran. He wasn't running away to become a deserter, but he knew that it would be useless for him to go in. What he should do was not to play hero and report this to his superiors.

Therefore, he ran all the way through the yard and towards the duty room.

In the duty room, there were still more than ten policemen on duty. There would even be patrolling policemen who would return in the middle of the night to change shifts. Everyone was astonished at Old Qin, who had suddenly appeared.

"Old Qin, what are you doing? Why are you holding a Pig Slaughtering Knife in the middle of the night? Are you going home to kill pigs?" Finally, a police officer asked half-jokingly.

Old Qin hadn't even recovered his breath when he heard that. He was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his head. When he saw the baton in his hand turn into the pig slaughtering knife he had seen, his face immediately turned deathly white.

"Old Qin, what's wrong? What happened? Come on, have a drink. Slow down." An experienced policeman noticed Old Qin's change in expression and immediately went over to ask.

"I, I, I see, the knife, the knife floats in the air, I …" Old Qin suddenly felt that his words were a bit sloppy. He did not know how to explain it. He told these people that the blade was floating in the air, would they believe it? So the more anxious he was, the more he could not speak.

"Knife, what knife, what is it floating in the air?" the policeman asked again. He felt that he had misheard.

"This saber is floating in midair, absorbing the moonlight!" Finally, Old Qin took a deep breath and finished his sentence with a roar.

However, this time, it was the officers on duty who were confused. How could a blade float in the air? And he was even absorbing the moonlight? Was this really a novel or a fantasy story? Could this Old Qin be crazy?

Therefore, someone immediately asked Old Qin what was going on. Now that Old Qin was much calmer, he told him everything that he had seen just now in full detail.

However, no one believed that Old Qin was crazy. How could a blade float in the air? Old Qin was too funny, so someone decided to let him go back and rest.

However, Old Qin did not agree. He knew that this was no trivial matter, and he felt a sense of danger in his heart. From the warehouse until now, this feeling of danger was even more mysterious than killing intent.

That was why he kept explaining and emphasizing that he wasn't crazy, but was speaking the truth. However, his behavior made them look like they were messing around and losing their mind, and their expressions became uglier and uglier.

"Eh, why is this blade so familiar? Isn't this the weapon from Master Zhang's case? Old Qin, how did you bring it out? This doesn't conform with the rules!" Finally, someone recognized the sword.

First of all, the deceased was very famous. Master Zhang, many of them had heard of him asking for help, and second, the cause of death was mystery. Master Zhang was actually killing his disciple, and for no apparent reason at all, so this case received a lot of attention.

"I, it wasn't me. I didn't take it," Old Qin explained.

He really didn't take it, but his explanation was still used as an excuse, which made the man very unhappy. His tone became a bit stern as he said, "What are you holding, your fingerprints and stuff have all been destroyed. Do you know, you're an old comrade too?"

After saying that, he took out a plastic bag and walked in front of Old Qin, asking him to take out the Pig Slaughtering Knife.

Old Qin slowly picked up the Pig Slaughtering Knife and handed it to the plastic bag. However, the moment he let it go, a force suddenly hit his hand.

"Puchi!" The blade sank into the man's stomach.

In the blink of an eye, everyone in the duty room was dumbfounded.