Chapter 203 Ring

The body slowly turned around, and the face was twisted violently due to fear. The blood was covered with layers of blood. The eyes opened with eyes closed and stared at him tightly, as if he was about to be resurrected to take revenge.

As the body slowly rolled over, the big hole in his chest attracted Yin Hui's attention. He squatted down and looked carefully: "As I thought, my heart was taken away, exactly like the victim in that hospital."

Conan Doyle also squatted down, observed the wound carefully, nodded, stood up and breathed a sigh of relief: "Take the body away!"

When Director Chen heard that someone was going to steal the duck from his mouth, he finally couldn't help but feel angry: "Don't use you as a team leader to suppress me. Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you. This is my territory, I have the final say. People come and take the body away."

Conan Doyle frowned, and finally his eyes fell on Yin Hui: "Yin Hui, help."

Yin Hui nodded, and watched the four uniforms walk to the corpse, and was about to lift him up.

He silently muttered the spell, calling on the ghosts around him. His eyes were staring at the corpse, and the spell that was muttered from the corner of his mouth was as subtle as a mosquito: "Go to the body of the corpse and learn to cheat the corpse once."

A weak voice like a mosquito answered: "Thank you for your accomplishment."

A strange evil wind blew and finally disappeared above the corpse. The four people felt cold, and then their arms that grabbed the corpse suddenly sank, and they looked at the corpse in horror. Unexpectedly, the corpse actually opened its eyes, stared at them tightly, and shouted: "Give me back my life."

"Ah, haunted, haunted." The four security guards immediately let go and retreated desperately, retreating to the back of the car.

Director Chen was stunned for a moment, because he had seen the body and opened his eyes just now.

Because the four uniforms blocked the view, the onlookers could not see the bodies opening their eyes. They only saw the four policemen frightened like this, and a sarcastic voice sounded among the crowd.

"How is it, Director Chen, do you still want this corpse?" She nodded with satisfaction at the zombie fraud, her face filled with smiles, and looked at Director Chen opposite her.

"No...no...no..." The sweat on his forehead dripped down his hair, and he hurriedly wiped it with his hands: "Send the body to the place set by the team leader. Let's go." He turned around in great anger.

This is not the first time he has been defeated in front of Conan Doyle. The resentment in his heart is getting deeper and deeper, and he is thinking about the scenes of torturing Conan Doyle, a beautiful foreign girl. All he can do is yy. No matter how powerful he is, he is not Li Gang.

Looking at Director Chen turning and leaving, the three of them smiled a little. The depressed mood was also slightly relieved because of the victory of this small battle.

"Yin Hui, help me carry the body to the car. Damn, if I had known it, I would have let the scalpel follow me. If the autopsy was performed on the spot, we would not have to bring him back."

Huang Helou muttered and hugged his shoulders with his hands. Yin Hui also leaned forward and hugged the corpse's legs. The two of them worked together to finally get the middle-aged man who had to have at least 150 kilograms into the back compartment of the car.

"It's a pity that such a good car was actually pulled to death by us." Huang Helou patted the body of the car with some love, and then signaled them to get in.

The scalpel was focused on holding the shiny scalpel in his hand, looking at the middle-aged man with bright eyes, scratching in front of his chest, and the skin seemed as soft as tofu chunks under the sharp scalpel.

When he skillfully cut open the strong man's chest, it was empty inside, the wounds were uneven, and the blood vessels burst, as if a pair of hands were going directly from his chest, pulling his heart out with a tough heart.

"Who is so cruel and ruthless?" The scalpel muttered and continued to dissection, hoping to find some clues from the wound.

The ribs were broken, and when he cleared the ribs from the place where he originally stored his heart, he saw a ray of light shining inside.

The scalpel, who finally discovered something, excitedly took out the shiny thing with his hands, and it turned out to be a distorted and cracked diamond ring.

When Conan Doyle and others saw the ring, they opened their mouths so much that they didn't understand why there was a ring on the chest of the corpse. And judging from the color of the ring, it seemed like it had just been put in.

"Can the murderer stayed inside?" Conan Doyle's first thought was that, and looked at the wound: "The murderer broke the deceased's ribs because he used too much force, but the ring was twisted and deformed by the ribs. Finally, when he took out his heart, the ring was strangled by blood vessels, so the ring was left in the deceased's body."

Her analysis was very rational, and Yin Hui and others nodded in agreement.

"If we can find the owner of the ring, doesn't it mean we have found the murderer?" Yin Hui analyzed, and at the same time he picked up the disposable gloves from the table and put them on it, then pinched the ring, held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, trying to find out what clues it is from above. But for a guy who has been exposed to a ring for the first time, it is harder to find out the information conveyed by the ring than to reach the sky, and he couldn't even tell what material this ring is.

"What's the discovery?" Conan Doyle asked.

He shook his head and finally smiled bitterly: "This ring is not cheap."

Conan Doyle was stunned for a moment, and actually burst out laughing: "You are so funny, when is it?"

Yin Hun knew that he didn't have the ability to recognize the ring, so he handed it to Huang Helou next to him.

Huang Helou held the ring in his hand and admired it for a long time. Finally, he sighed: "This ring is indeed quite expensive, and the diamond inlaid on it can prove it. So the scope of our investigation has been reduced a lot, just trace the rich people nearby."

Yin Hui suddenly exclaimed, took the ring over, and looked carefully for a long time.

Hearing Yin Hui's surprised voice, several people looked at him curiously, not knowing what he had discovered. It took a long time before Conan Doyle asked tentatively: "What did you discover?"

"Look at this place, is there any name engraved?" He handed her the ring.

She took the ring carefully, looked carefully under the light, and ordered: "Huang Crane Tower, bring it to the magnifying glass."

Huang Helou turned around, took out the magnifying glass from a tool box next to him, and handed it to Conan Doyle.

The moment she put the magnifying glass on it, Conan Doyle was a little excited: "Sure enough, there were handwriting on it, and it looked like someone's name."

Yin Hui hurriedly walked over and saw a few blurry handwritings through the magnifying glass, carved on the ring, but because of the deformation of the ring, he was a little blurred and could not recognize it.

"Let's go, I know a diamond sculptor. He also has a deep study of this kind of ring. Maybe he can restore the ring." The scalpel flashed a few times on the scalpel's hand and disappeared out of thin air, then he spoke.

"Go and go back quickly." Conan Doyle nodded.

"Yin Hun, go with me. If you encounter any trouble on the way, you guys can still help." The scalpel looked at Yin Hun excitedly. In fact, he had already had the idea of ​​beating Yin Hun and the little ghosts, but he had never found the opportunity to ask him for advice. Today, he had the opportunity to stay with him alone, so he must study hard. If he could accept two little ghosts as little brothers, he could become a great charlatan like Yin Hun who has good luck every day in the future.

I have to say that the driving skills of the scalpel are absolutely first-class. If you participate in international competitions, it is possible to win awards. However, he still has to drive according to the rules on this road. Even if he overtakes occasionally, he will avoid the traffic police, making his driving skills unable to be revealed one by one, which makes his face flushed.

Although Yin Hui repeatedly reminded him to drive steadily and slowly, it seems that this does not work at all. The scalpel is still the only one in the world, and I am running forward fiercely.

When the car reached a small intersection, he slowed down and turned slowly in. Yin Hui's heart, which was still in shock, stabilized.

"Yin Hun, how about making a deal?" The scalpel suddenly turned his head and looked at Yin Hun with interest.

"Oh? What deal?" Yin Hui also became interested. He didn't know that he had what this big bachelor needed.

"I will teach you the skills of driving. How about you, just be a little brother to me." The scalpel looked at Yin Hui with a longing look on his face, his nervous palms were sweating. He was afraid that Yin Hui would not agree.

"Haha, do you think the little ghost is willing to be your younger brother." Yin Hui smiled faintly and looked at the scalpel with disappointed eyes: "This is not something that can be controlled simply. Ghosts are like humans, even more arrogant than humans. How could they surrender to you as your younger brother?"

"Then I see there is always a ghost around you. Who is provoking you? The ghosts and gods help you without knowing it. I am so envious of people." The scalpel looked around with interest, as if looking for Yin Hui's follower ghost. But the surroundings were empty, which made him a little disappointed: "Don't be so stingy, come on, show me and let me see if your follower is a female ghost or a male ghost. I now suspect that you are hiding a female ghost and enjoying it alone at night."

Yin Hui was so amused and laughed: "What a female ghost? Don't think I can summon ghosts anytime and anywhere, but that has prerequisites. The prerequisite is that every time I summon ghosts, I have to help them realize a wish. In this way, they will help you. If you can't help them realize their wishes, your credibility will be lost, and no ghosts will help you again in the future." He explained to the scalpel.

"Oh? Then, what you summoned wasn't the same ghost? That's not bad. I thought you were surrounded by ghosts all day long, how tired it would be to live like that." The scalpel let out a long sigh: "If this happens, I have to learn it even more. It was originally a taboo for those ghosts to follow me all day long, but now it seems that I am thinking too much."

"Are you sure you really want to learn?" Yin Hui looked at the scalpel.

The car with the scalpel slowly slowed down: "Of course I have to learn it."

"Okay, before you summon ghosts, you must first learn to sign a contract with the ghosts so that they will not go back on their word. Are you sure you will summon a ghost now?" Yin Hui deliberately lowered his tone, which would make himself more serious.

"Now..." He looked around. It was cloudy today. It was a cloudy day. The surroundings were gloomy. The clouds in the sky seemed to be pressing down, making people dull. The inside of the car was even more airtight. He even felt difficult to breathe. If he was frightened by a ghost, he might have lost oxygen directly. If he fainted in the car, wouldn't it cause a big problem.

After thinking about it, I decided to study again in the future if I had the chance. Anyway, as long as Yin Hui agreed, he would do it. He opened the window a little and poured some cool breeze in, so that his consciousness could be kept awake.

Soon, the car stopped, and a large plaque decorated with LED lamps said Daqing Jewelry Store. This is probably the shop of the diamond carving craftsman of the scalpel.

This place is a relatively remote suburb, and the business is not particularly good. However, the huge profits of jewelry still make the store decorated very luxuriously, and four or five clerks were hired to work hard.

"Hello sir, what kind of service do you need?" As soon as the two of them entered the store, a female waiter walked up, and the professional smile on her face was even sweeter than that of the flight attendant.

"Where is Zhou Daqing, I am his friend." Uncle Scalpel was not polite, and he made a butt on the VIP sofa, crossing his legs and speaking.

"Oh, wait." The waiter's good temper did not have any discounts because of the rude and negligence of the scalpel. He still spoke with a smile, and looked at Yin Hui with a smile: "Sir, please sit down, I'll call the boss now, you two, wait."

"Well, go." The scalpel was still sitting like an old man, grabbing the red apple on the table and stuffing it into his mouth and biting it. Yin Hui noticed that his eyes were always staring at the waiter's fat butt, and the apple pinched in his hand was touched by him, as if it was not an apple at all, but the waiter's butt.

"Haha, scalpel, what wind has brought you out." Soon, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked out of the office opposite. Looking at his standard boss's head combed, he could tell that the other party was a very smart businessman.

Yin Hui was puzzled, how did the scalpel get into a relationship with such a person who was completely inseparable from him.

"Haha, I don't dare to take it or not. Stop talking nonsense. I will go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. Let's go to the office and say." The scalpel threw the apple core in his hand to the ground, stood up without hesitation, and walked towards Zhou Daqing.

Yin Hui looked at the apple with half of it left, and thought to himself how could anyone be willing to be friends with him like a scalpel who is careless and unrighteous.

After entering the grand enough office, the scalpel directly regarded this place as his home: "Yin Hun, sit there casually, you don't have to be polite here."

"Oh, by the way, let's introduce it." Zhou Daqing looked at Yin Hui, his face filled with the unique smile of a businessman, which made Yin Hui look a little unnatural. He had to squeeze out a smile unnaturally.

"This is a master-level figure, the world's intangible cultural heritage, and the only successor of Maoshan Taoist culture." The scalpel opened his mouth and said the same as the truth.

"It's really a master's style. I have long admired Daqie, come, sit, sit." The guy obviously looked a little more respectful when he looked at Yin Hui.

Yin Hui didn't treat him politely, and sat directly next to the scalpel. It felt different when sitting on such a expensive sofa.

"I wonder what you are going to look for me this time?" Zhou Daqing ordered the waiter outside to pour two cups of coffee, and then sat opposite the two: "You busy man always come here for a few minutes and leave. This time is no exception."

The scalpel nodded: "Yes, come and help me see this ring to see if I can restore it. I have urgent use."

As he said that, he took out a twisted and deformed ring from his arms.

Zhou Daqing said in surprise, looked at the twisted ring, studied it carefully for a long time, and finally his face turned purple-green because of panic, as if he was suffocating.

Looking at his strange expression, the scalpel hurriedly asked, "Hey, Zhou Daqing, what's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Zhou Daqing nodded, walked to the office door, looked outside, and made sure no one eavesdropped before hurriedly retreating: "Where did you get this ring?"

"Well..." The scalpel was a little hesitant. The origin of the ring was the secret of the National Security Bureau and could not be said: "Don't worry about this. As long as we restore it, we will not treat you badly."

"No, you must tell me where I got the ring!" Zhou Daqing was obviously excited and stared at the scalpel with his eyes fixed on him: "Tell me quickly, believe me, this is very important to me."

The scalpel and Yin Hui looked at each other. The two were basically sure that Zhou Daqing knew the ring. They finally found a good clue: "It was taken out of a person's heart. What's wrong?"

"Is it taken out of a person's heart?" This sentence shocked Zhou Daqing to retreat several steps in succession, and the ring rolled down from his hand to the ground, making a tingling sound.

Bang bang bang bang...

There was a knock at the door.

"Boss, your coffee."

The scalpel sat up from the sofa, then walked to the door, took the coffee from the waiter's hand, and finally slammed the door. The sound was dull, and Zhou Daqing was shocked by the loud noise and trembled all over.

"Tell me, what's going on." The scalpel put the coffee in his hand on the table, walked to Zhou Daqing, who was weak and limp on the sofa, and asked, "It's easy to talk about it here."

Zhou Daqing suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with fear, and his head shaking like a rattle: "I don't know, I don't know anything, you guys go quickly. Let's go quickly." Zhou Daqing issued an order to expel guests.

His body regained his strength, stood up from the sofa, shoved the scalpel, and tried to push him out the door.

"Hey, you're not sick." The scalpel was also a little angry, grabbed the other person's arm and pressed him back on the soft sofa: "Tell me, what's going on."

Although the office is sealed very well, the sound of the scalpel still reaches outside through the room. Several security guards walked to the door and knocked gently: "Boss, nothing is wrong."

"Come in quickly and knock these two people away." Zhou Daqing looked at the scalpel with hatred and shouted with gritted teeth. Now he looks completely different from Zhou Daqing just now, he is completely two people.

"Hey, are you being possessed?" The scalpel's hand gently slapped his cheek twice: "Wake up quickly."

At this time, the security guard at the door had already rushed in. Seeing the scalpel so rude, he rushed up and wanted to subdue the arrogant boy.

"Let him go." Zhou Daqing, who had slightly tidied up his clothes, looked up at the scalpel that was pressed by the security guard, and did not dare to look at him directly. He just looked at the table in front of him with a dull look: "I had no choice but to do it. Don't check it anymore, it will be bad for you to investigate again. You can go quickly." The scalpel wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yin Hui.
Chapter completed!