Chapter 1846: Matsuda, who is about to lose his mind!

what? Is this person so dead?
Listening to Shu Yunwen’s words, Futian Qing took a glance and glanced at the Shishitaro on the ground.
Ok, Yunwen adults, they are really amazing!
Some of them did not see Shu Yunwen and they had any physical contact with Shita Shiro, and they actually killed people. This means that...
Fukuda cleared their hearts and feared that Xiaoquan Hongzi next to him frowned and said: "This guy... dare to do it for us, really looking for death!"
In other words, she and Shu Yunwen are also good people who have a dark world of orthodox inheritance, and this is a half-hearted singer of Shitaro, where is the courage to shoot them?
This is who gave him the courage!
"However, this guy is dead, we are a little troublesome looking for something..."
After all, there are too many messy things in this warehouse, and it will definitely be a bit cumbersome to check out...
Koizumi Hiroshi whispered softly, and Shu Yunwen smiled slightly: "Okay! We have all found this hiding place. Even if it is troublesome, how much trouble can we have? Besides, we don't even have a clue... ..."
Listening to the words of Yun Yunwen, Koizumi’s "Ah," a strange voice, looked at Shu Yunwen strangely: "... Yun Wen, you have other clues?"
"Of course!"
Shu Yunwen smiled and nodded, followed by a thought, the soul ball in his hand was released, and the soul of Matsuda’s formation also appeared in the air.
Because of the smashing of Koizumi’s hit, the soul of Matsuda’s formation seemed to be weak. Many of them floated in front of Shu Yunwen, and they looked shocked and wrongly:
You, you are...

"Hello, Officer Matsuda. My name is Shu Yunwen, a wizard. I am next to this is Koizumi Red Son, a witch." Shu Yunwen introduced himself and then thought about it, and lost the aphid and amber. After giving Matsuda a flat, watching the Matsuda squad condensed and revealed, the brow could not help but wrinkle up -
In other words, it may be because of the influence of the blood scorpion, although the blood scorpion has been destroyed, but the soul of Matsuda has a lot of blood!
These blood gases look normal, but they have been invading the soul of Matsuda. If it is too long, Matsuda will be corrupted and lost consciousness by these blood gases, turning into a ghost that only knows how to kill!
In addition, Shu Yunwen also vaguely guessed that the reason why Matsuda Yuping still has his own mind for such a long time, should have a certain relationship with the scorpion...
Shu Yunwen carefully observed Matsuda's formation, and Matsuda Yuping was slightly accustomed to the ghosts he had condensed, and then stuttered like a matte sound: "Ghost Wizard? Witch? Hey... Thank you for helping me." Out of the control of this guy..."
In other words, if before the death, some people and Matsuda, who said what wizards, witches or something, will definitely be "skinned by Matsuda".
But now, Matsuda Yuping himself is dead, and he has become a ghost, and of course he will choose to believe.
When Matsuda’s voice fell, Shu Yunwen first blinked slightly, then frowned.
Well, Officer Matsuda, you don’t have to say much if you are polite. I don’t know, we’re saving you, but it’s good. Bad……"
Listening to Shu Yunwen’s words, Matsuda’s "Ah," and then asked strangely: "What do you mean by you?"
"It's literally..." Shu Yunwen thought about it and explained in the simplest language. "In short, if we don't save you, you should still be in this form for a long time, and we are saving now. You, but it also breaks some balance that you can exist. You will lose your mind after a maximum of twelve hours..."
"What?" Matsuda took a slight glimpse, and then understood the meaning of Shu Yunwen. "Do you mean that I can only exist for up to twelve hours?"
"Yes!"
Shu Yunwen nodded earnestly, and Matsuda squashed silent for a while, then smiled bitterly, and the mouth sounded like a matte voice: "... forget it, twelve hours in twelve hours. Anyway, this is always better than being trapped in this box by the guy who is both."
"...and, although I don't quite understand what is going on, but I heard that the guy who said this book, I seem to be just a 'nurturing' he cultivated, and it will not be long before it will be swallowed up by other ghosts... ..."
Obviously, Matsuda Yuping should listen to the story of Shirohara Shirohara talking about the bloodsucker.
After listening to Matsuda, Ping Yunwen shrugged slightly and then said: "Okay, anyway, we have some responsibility here, so if you have any unfulfilled wishes, I can help you. Put ..."
"Yes? That's a big thank you!" Shu Yunwen said, Song Tian Ping Ping's eyes brightened, and then directly put forward his own request, "I want to see my parents again, and ... Satomi and the police officer... ..."
"Oh, this is no problem! Little things..."
Matsuda’s request was not too troublesome. Shu Yunwen nodded and agreed. Then, after a few simple conversations, Shu Yunwen cut into the correct question:
Yes, Officer Matsuda, do you know if this guy has this? What are you particularly valued? Well... those things are probably something like the scorpion that traps you..."
"Do you mean... that kind of thing?" Matsuda sang a sigh of relief, then understood and hesitated. "I know that he is especially valuable to some things, that is, I don't know if they are what you said." thing……"
"Oh? Where are those things hidden?"
Shu Yunwen quickly asked, and Matsuda Yuping reached out to the wall next to him and replied, "...this room has a compartment with lots of strange things like sacrifices. He is particularly valued for some of them...

"Aside the compartment?"
Listening to Matsuda's words, Shu Yunwen blinked slightly, and in the brain, Cheng Shi and Ming Mei immediately opened the compartment door next to it, and saw a mess of strange things.
Shu Yunwen and Koizumi Hongzi walked in together. After the eyes were swept away, they each operated witchcraft and magic, sensing the contents of the room.
About half a minute later, Shu Yunwen sighed and then picked up a ritual mask on the cubicle cabinet and said with a slight regret:
"This ritual mask should have been a primary implement?"
"Yeah!" Koizumi Hiroshi also reached out and picked up a wooden stick next to him. "This stick is also a magic item, but unfortunately no one has used it for a long time, it has been damaged."