When Officer Wang heard Chen Chuan's instructions, he was all excited. He immediately asked the driver to stop the car, then leaned out of the car window and shouted instructions while pointing at the bald man who passed by.

The members of the Public Security Department immediately became excited. They were agitated after wandering around for so long. Now they finally found the target. They all jumped out of the car and rushed up to push the man to the ground.

The bald man was a little frightened and angry. He struggled and shouted: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Who are you? Let me go!"

A member of the Public Security Department said viciously: "What did you do that you don't know about?"

The bald man looked confused.

Chen Chuan saw this scene and said to Officer Wang: "Don't be so rude. He should just be someone with a butterfly tattoo, not the target we really need to find."

The degree of virtualization of the second self at this moment is very slight, so this person should not be the source.

But Director Wang was still a little uneasy, "Here, Expert Chen..." He looked outside and tentatively asked, "Will these people..."

Chen Chuanchuan: "Don't be afraid. Strange talk is not transmitted through the usual infection methods. Otherwise, it would have spread throughout such a large county and it would not have waited until now."

In fact, he just turned around a few times and couldn't find such people, which was a good thing. It meant that the ghost stories had not spread widely, so some people got tattoos because of some special reasons.

Officer Wang felt relieved, but he still didn't get out of the car and said to the members of the Public Security Department: "Drag him into the car and check if there are any tattoos on his body."

The team members of the Public Security Department immediately dragged the bald man to the car and checked it. They saw that there was indeed a colorful butterfly on his back. Everyone was shocked. A team member ran over and said: "Officer Wang, there is it, there is indeed it!"

Officer Wang quickly looked at Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuanchuan: "Ask him where he went just now and where he has been in the past two days."

Officer Wang immediately repeated the story to the team member, and then told Chen Chuanchuan: "Expert Chen, don't worry, what these brothers from the Public Security Department are best at is questioning."

Chen Chuan hummed and said, "You must make sure it's the truth."

Director Wang coughed and said, "Yes, it must be true." After thinking about it, he felt a little uneasy and said slightly embarrassed, "I'll go down and take a look."

After a while, Director Wang came back and said, "Expert Chen, I asked..." Because he knew that Chen Chuan didn't know the way here, he took the map in his hand and marked the location on it.

, "Expert Chen, please take a look, this person has been to these places just now..."

Chen Chuan looked at it, took out the previous map, and compared it with the route traveled by those who had butterfly tattoos before. Of course, this was only guaranteed to be within the past few days, and it could no longer be traced back if it was too early.

He defined a range where these people overlapped, tapped on it with a pen, and said, "Go to this place again."

Officer Wang looked at it and suddenly his face changed slightly because he found a station in the center of the area. He asked worriedly, "Are those people coming from somewhere else?"

If so, the scope of the investigation would be much larger.

Chen Chuanchuan: "That's not necessarily true. Let's take a closer look first."

"What to do with the person we just caught?"

Chen Chuanchuan: "Take it with you first."

Under normal circumstances, once the source of the strange talk is solved, there is a high probability that the remaining people will be fine, but they will be affected to some extent. He has no control over this. All he can do is to find out the source as quickly as possible.

Then eliminate it to prevent more people from being contaminated by it.

"good."

Officer Wang returned to the car and told the driver to drive there. The vehicle from the Public Security Department followed behind with the bald man in tow.

Because that location is not far from here, it takes less than a few minutes to get there.

This time, Chen Chuan made another discovery when he arrived here. The second shadow above me obviously changed again. He looked at a man standing on the side of the road, carrying a briefcase, and was about to open a document.

The middle-aged man from the newspaper said: "That person."

Director Wang didn't need to pay close attention to him this time. He immediately got out of the car and ordered the members of the Public Security Department to catch the man. The man seemed to be struggling violently, but he was finally carried to the car by his collar.

Just after a while, Officer Wang came back. He said with some confusion: "I checked, Mr. Chen, but this person doesn't seem to have that kind of butterfly tattoo on his body."

Chen Chuanchuan: "Just because it's not in the body doesn't mean it's not in the internal organs."

Director Wang couldn't help but tremble after hearing this and said, "Then I'll ask again."

Chen Chuan thought for a while and said, "I'll go with you." He also got out of the car and was about to walk towards the back, but after taking only two steps, his pace suddenly slowed down.

He glanced at the second self and found that there were some faint blurring phenomena on it.

No, there is more!

He looked around. Just now, because the Public Security Department was arresting people around, many passers-by were scared away. Now, except for them, there was no one else.

He raised his eyes and looked up. There were no tall buildings around, and there were only a few flying birds at most. In this case, he lowered his eyes and looked at the street, and finally focused on a manhole cover. This is, underneath...

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He walked over and said a few words to Director Wang. The latter was startled and said, "Expert Chen, are you sure?"

Chen Chuan nodded.

Officer Wang hesitated for a moment, "Okay, I'll make arrangements." He searched around and found a shop with a telephone on the side of the street, and made a call.

In just over half an hour, maintenance personnel from the municipal engineering project arrived, opened the manhole cover, and went in to investigate. After more than an hour, they used tools to hook up a swollen and rotten black and green corpse. You can see

There are still insects crawling up there.

When the members of the Public Security Department saw this scene and smelled the smell, even if they had worn masks in advance, they all went to the side and vomited.

Chen Chuan asked for a pair of gloves, walked up, observed it calmly, reached out and rummaged through the corpse's clothes, and finally found a soaked, white and discolored knot.

When I took this thing into my hand, the signs of blurring on my body were obviously deepened. I could see that it was a symmetrical double-circle knot, one large and one small, which looked like a butterfly.

He came over with it and asked: "Director Wang, do you know this thing?"

Officer Wang held back his nausea and looked at it, "Two minds?"

Chen Chuan asked: "Is it very common?"

Officer Wang thought for a while, "Our custom in the past during the Qiaoshen Festival was for women to weave clever knots as gifts for the festival, but now except for older people, no one among the young people does this anymore," he tried to ask.

: "Expert Chen, is this related to the butterfly tattoo?"

Chen Chuanchuan: "It's not clear yet. I need to ask again. Call those two people over and ask."

Seeing that he no longer wanted to examine the body, Officer Wang was relieved and immediately called the two captured people over, showed them the concentric knot, and asked them if they had seen anything similar recently.

The bald man who was arrested in front looked at it, nodded and said, "I've seen it before. I went out to the night market the night before yesterday, and when I came back, I had this thing in my pocket. I don't know who gave it to me."

Officer Wang then asked: "Where are the things?"

The bald man touched his head and said, "Throw it away. I am a grown man and my son is as tall as me. Why do I need this thing?"

The middle-aged man looked at the bald man and hesitated to speak.

Officer Wang stared at him, "What do you want to say?"

The middle-aged man said: "I've seen it too, and I didn't find it until I came back from the night market that day. But I clearly remember that I didn't buy this thing, and it ended up in my pocket for no reason."

"Where's the stuff?"

The middle-aged man seemed hesitant and finally said, "I'll give it away."

Officer Wang said: "Who did you give it to?"

The middle-aged man hesitated and said he was a friend, but by the look on his face, Officer Wang could guess what was going on and sneered.

Seeing this, Chen Chuan had a rough judgment in his mind. He said: "Director Wang, please ask those people who were confirmed to have tattoos and were arrested if they have seen or come into contact with similar things. Then ask them

How was it handled in the end?”

"Okay! Expert Chen, please wait a moment. It may take some time." Director Wang also felt that things seemed to be coming to an end, and he was very motivated and hurried to make a phone call.

Chen Chuan said to the company driver who was following him. The man nodded, bought drinks and cigarettes, and handed them to the members of the Public Security Department.

Then he took out a stick of nutritional ointment, drank one, and then walked over to chat with the members of the Public Security Department.

When they heard that he had an elder who was the captain of the patrol bureau, the members of the Public Security Department were immediately in awe and became very friendly.

For these members of the Public Security Bureau, the title of expert is not very useful, but the title of Patrol Bureau is very useful, because nominally they belong to the same government affairs department, and they need to be regularized. In addition to the seal of the county government affairs office, in the end,

It still needs to go through the inspection and approval process of the Patrol Bureau. Now they are trying to get close to each other one by one, trying to find a way to make Chen Chuan remember him.

More than an hour later, Officer Wang came back sweating profusely. He handed a list to Chen Chuan and said excitedly: "Expert Chen, I have asked all of them. Everyone has seen this thing. This is a confession...

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Chen Chuan took it and looked through it. Although these people got the Tongxin Knot at different times, they all had the same characteristic, that is, they only saw it after coming back from the night market, and in the end, this thing was either left behind or given away.

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He pondered for a moment and said: "After this thing was lost, butterfly tattoos appeared on their bodies... Well, this should not be lost, but a bond of unity on their bodies."

Officer Wang was stunned for a moment, then he said in horror: "Then, is the concentric knot a butterfly tattoo?"

Chen Chuanchuan: "That's probably the case, Mr. Wang, the number of people who are known to have died is eight, and the earliest can be traced back to ten days ago, right?"

"Yes, yes."

Chen Chuan nodded and said: "In this case, one person should die every day. This is also in line with certain laws of ghost stories. If we start counting from ten days ago, then ten people should have died in succession. In other words, there are about two more people.

..." He thought of the corpse just now, "There is another person who has died but has not been found or reported."

"No, that's not right." Officer Wang seemed to have thought of something, "Yes, that corpse, Expert Chen, the flesh of that corpse..." At this point, he retched, "The flesh is still there, it has not turned into a butterfly.

Fly away, Tongxinknot is here too."

Chen Chuanchuan: "It is precisely because he died beforehand that the concentric knot is still on his body instead of becoming a butterfly tattoo."

Officer Wang reacted, "Expert Chen said he died due to other reasons?" He murmured, "Yes, that should be the case..."

As for how he died in the sewer, maybe the manhole cover was not there that day, and he fell in, and was covered again later? Thinking of this, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, and he quickly dismissed these things from his mind, and asked again: "Chen

Expert, what should we do next?”

Chen Chuan raised his head and looked at the sky before saying, "I just thought about it. If my inference is correct, then there may be a way to deal with it."

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Chapter completed!