Fang Jizhong told the story of the hanged person before again. What he said was nothing different from what Erxiao and Fang Yi said, so he didn't hear any problems.

"You were not there at the scene at that time, and you heard from others?" Wang Zan asked.

Fang Jizhong nodded and said, "Yes, I was at home at that time and was not far away. The person in charge of the demolition called me and said that my shop had hanged people, and then I rushed over in a hurry."

"The person in charge must have known what happened at the scene?" Zhang Jingwen asked.

"Well, he should know more than me..." Fang Jizhong nodded and said.

Zhang Jingwen immediately ordered her subordinates to call the people in charge of the demolition and construction. After waiting for about half an hour, a middle-aged man in his forties arrived. Wang Zan directly asked the person in charge: "I want to know if you encountered any problems or strange things during the construction. Think carefully. Sometimes you don't take it seriously, there may be useful details."

The person in charge thought for a while, then suddenly patted his thigh and said to Wang Zan: "It seems to be a little bit, but I didn't think so much at that time."

"Tell me, what happened?"

"One day I looked at the drawings in the temporary project department, and then Wang Chuang and Jia Liu ran in panic. Oh, they were the two dead workers. They were excavators. I asked them, "Hello?" They were in panic. Then Jia Liu told me that something happened on the construction site. When they dug the foundation, they dug a big hole. It was cool inside. When people leaned over, they were so cold that their scalp became numb. I wondered if it was just a hole? What's so strange about it? That hole might be a waste.

I didn't care about the abandoned sewer, but who knew that at night, a supervisor came over and said that the hook was no longer working, and all the machines stopped running, so I felt something was wrong. After all, some of us who were doing engineering were a bit evil, so I ran out to check it out, but except for some water vapor on the machine, there were no other symptoms. I thought I would wait until dawn to see it, but I didn't expect that Wang Chuang and Jia Liu would hang that night. Alas..."

When Wang Zan heard this, he suddenly interrupted him and asked, "Did you say that when you went out, you didn't see any other situation, and you saw water vapor on the glass and the machine?"

The person in charge nodded and said, "Yes, it's just a little moisture. I think it may be because of the cold weather at night, so dew is coming out."

Wang Zan asked again: "Have you ever noticed the scene at that time? Is there any special smell?"

"Well, I didn't pay much attention to this, but it seems to have a sour smell? After all, if it's a sewer, it would be normal to have any bad smell, right?"

"Take us over and see, it's the hole I dug..."

This place is not very far from Fang Jizhong's nightclub. It takes only three or two minutes to get there. The entrance of the cave is not very big, about fifty centimeters in diameter, but it seems quite deep, and it is not clear what is dark inside.

Wang Zan squatted down, tentatively groped in with his hands, and then shrank his hand back. Zhang Jingwen and Fang Jizhong looked down and found that there seemed to be a few yellow hair pinching on his fingers.

Several people were stunned for a moment, and Zhang Jingwen frowned and said, "Is it a yellow-skinned nest?"

"You smell the sour smell in this hole? This is the weasel. If it farts, it will not be able to dissipate in the hole for several days..."

Wang Zan stood up and clapped his hands, then looked at Fang Jizhong and the demolition office and said, "Unfortunately, you have encountered some small trouble. There is a weasel nest here."

Fang Jizhong shook his head in surprise and said, "That's impossible. This hole is just under my store. How could I not know if there is a weasel nest?"

"Does there be shrines in your store? You often cook incense and tributes. In addition to fruits, there are also things like roast chicken and pork head meat. Think about it carefully and see if there are any missing times?" Wang Zan asked.

Fang Jizhong was stunned for a moment, his eyes dripped a few times and nodded, "You can't say that, this is true. In fact, I believe in these things. I thought I was doing nightclub business and wanted to make money to ensure safety, so I set up a shrine in the lobby of the store that I usually offer incense and offering sacrifices. Later, I found that there were fewer tributes, but I didn't care too much. I just ordered meat dishes, and I didn't have much money, so I didn't care..."

"Your shrine is definitely not a serious invitation, right?"

Fang Jizhong smiled awkwardly and shook his head and said, "How could I understand these things? Although I believed it, I didn't go to the temple to ask for it. I bought one in the market. The seller said it was very smart and it would definitely be a good business if it was placed on it. So I bought it back. Later, the business in my store was good. I thought this shrine seemed to have been bought correctly. The buyer was quite reliable."

"It's not the shrine that blesses you, to put it bluntly, it's the weasel in the cave." Wang Zan pointed to the entrance of the cave with great certainty and said, "You have been making a fortune in business and have always been thankful for your kindness, because it has received your tribute and protected you."

In fact, Fang Jizhong was a little unbelievable. No matter how it sounded, it was a bit mysterious. Not only did he hide a weasel under the store, but he was still blessed by him for his wealth over the years?

The demolition office was not very convinced, so he asked Wang Zan: "Then two people died and a policeman went crazy. What's going on?"

Wang Zan said: "Those two people want to dig this yellow-skinned cave, just like someone's house is about to be dug. Who would want to do it? This yellow-skinned must not be happy. If you dig the hole, you can stay there. After all, it can still get some incense here. And this is a yellow-skinned cave with only a little bit of it and a climate, so the two people are in trouble. As for the policeman who later happened to be at the entrance of the cave, he might have been beaten by the yellow-skinned tiger, but his problem should not be big."

"Have you heard of the immortals in the Northeast? This yellow skin is similar to this kind of thing, but the climate is just average..."
Chapter completed!