I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 550: Script in Progress

At this time.

In the corridor outside the box, in an inconspicuous shadow, a spider was silently clinging to the wall.

Wuji Realm? ?

Chen Ling's heart skipped a beat when he heard these four words.

Since the performance ended and the guests were scared away, Chen Ling has never left, but secretly explored every corner of the dance hall. But as soon as he went up to the second floor, before he had thoroughly searched all the boxes, Li Ruohong also came up and went straight to the deepest box.

Chen Ling keenly noticed that something was wrong. After all, when such a thing happened, Li Ruohong's reaction was a bit too calm... If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid the first thing he would think of was ghosts and gods, but Li Ruohong came to box 001 as soon as possible, as if he wanted to confirm the situation here.

So Chen Ling quietly moved outside the box, and then heard the conversation just now.

Have people from Wuji Realm lurked in the main city of Hongchen?

Chen Ling never expected that Li Ruohong had already connected with the people of Wuji Realm, but it was reasonable to think about it carefully. The daily flow of people in the Great World Dance Hall was extremely large, and the people coming in and out were mixed. It was the most suitable place to meet. Moreover, Li Ruohong was the nephew of Mu Chunsheng. As long as he approached him, he could connect with the Beidou Financial Group.

The most coincidental thing was that Chen Ling just randomly chose a theater to monitor the casino, and was inexplicably involved in it. On the second day of entering the main city of Hongchen, he met two spies from Wuji Realm...

Could it be that this was the effect of [Emperor's Fate]?

Just as Chen Ling was thinking, Li Ruohong had already withdrawn from the box, walked down the stairs, and sent someone to deal with the mess.

Chen Ling did not try to get into the box. He was sure that the two people inside were the owners of the Shinto, and their ranks were uncertain. It was too dangerous to go in rashly... For him, knowing that there were two spies from Wuji Realm here was enough.

"What a pleasant surprise..." Chen Ling narrowed his eyes and looked at the deepest private room. As if he had thought of something, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After he had thoroughly mastered the layout of the dance hall, he quietly came to the back door, glanced at a row of trash cans, threw a bag of things in his pocket into it, and then held up an umbrella and walked away slowly.

...

Hongchen Main City.

Police General Bureau.

A police officer hurriedly crossed the corridor and knocked on the door of the office.

"Come in."

"Director, there is an emergency!"

The director of the General Bureau, who was sitting in the back of the office handling the case, raised his head with a slight frown. This was an old man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, with unusually thick black hair. He wore the police uniform unique to the police officers of Hongchen Main City, with badges hanging all over his chest. Just sitting there, his eyes revealed a sense of oppression.

"What's going on?"

"It's Hongfang Street..."

"Hongfang Street?" Hearing these three words, the chief's face darkened, "Is it that casino? Has the surveillance yielded results? Have you found the movements of suspected members of the Twilight Club?"

"No... It's not the casino, it's the Great World Dance Hall not far from it."

"Dance Hall?" The chief was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, we just received more than 30 reports at the same time, all about that dance hall... It is said that a murder occurred there, and..."

"And what?"

"And it's haunted!" The police officer took a deep breath and repeated the statements of the witnesses, and the chief's brows became tighter and tighter.

"You mean, when it rained heavily, blood seeped down from the floor of the dance hall... And they also witnessed the scene where Li Ruohong, with blood all over his face, chopped people off more than ten meters with a knife with a grin, smashed seven or eight tables and chairs, and the body disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

"Yes, everyone saw it." The police officer added, "Even our people who were watching at the entrance of the casino saw blood flowing out of the door and into the sewer."

The director stood up and wandered around the office for a long time, wondering what he was thinking.

"Director... Could that Li Ruohong be the owner of the Shinto?" The police officer asked cautiously.

"From the description, it's probably true." The director said in a deep voice, "He was covered in blood, and he could chop people off more than ten meters with one knife. It sounds like the characteristics of the Bingshendao [Shura] path..."

"We did a brief investigation. This Li Ruohong is the nephew of Mu Chunsheng, the chairman of the Beidou Financial Group. This dance hall has been open for several years... Before, there was no sign of him setting foot on the Shinto path, and he acted arrogantly. On the contrary, he has been unusually low-key recently and seems to have restrained himself a lot." The police officer said truthfully.

"He was always arrogant and domineering before, but he has suddenly become low-key recently... and he also possesses the way of God?"

"Yes." The police officer seemed to remember something, "One of the people who came to report the case was his personal bodyguard. According to him, Li Ruohong didn't take the murder seriously at all, and as soon as the incident happened, he asked everyone to keep it to themselves and strictly prohibited it from being spread...

There is another thing. According to him, Li Ruohong's whereabouts have been very mysterious recently. There is a box in the Great World Dance Hall. No one is allowed to enter, and no one has ever been seen coming out. Even when delivering food, the manager just puts the food at the door.

At first they all thought that there might be a lover kept by Li Ruohong inside, but then they found that something was not right... because sometimes the things they were asked to deliver were very strange, such as some kind of animal bones, or disgusting insect corpses, and things similar to human skin!"

"There is also this thing??"

The director's face suddenly changed. He sat back in his office chair, his brows twisted into a "川" shape, and his expression changed continuously...

Something is wrong.

This dance hall is 12 out of 10 wrong!

"What about the casino? Have you found anything unusual in the recent surveillance of the casino?" The director suddenly asked.

"No... It's still the same as before, no clues found."

"There has been no movement from [Fushenghui], which means they haven't found any fluctuations in the casino's Shinto skills... Is it really our judgment that is wrong?" The director muttered to himself, "After those people from the Dusk Society robbed their companions, they didn't hide in the casino on Hongfang Street... Instead, they secretly moved to another location and hid in the dance hall?"

"Director, what should we do next? Should we conduct a full-scale search of the dance hall?"

"No, no!"

The director shook his head immediately, "If that is really the base of the Dusk Society, , doing so will only alert the enemy or anger them... Just like the measures taken against the casino at that time, do not conduct any open searches, transfer some of the people who were originally responsible for monitoring the casino, disguise them, and investigate secretly.

If I remember correctly, Mu Chunsheng's birthday party is coming soon, and Li Ruohong will definitely go to celebrate his birthday... At that time, we can let our people try to investigate more deeply, provided that we do not expose ourselves.

As for [Fushenghui], I will contact them and ask them to send people to keep an eye on the Great World Ballroom to see if they can find anything. ”

“Understood!”

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