"There is a type of head-lowering technique in Nanyang head-dropping called flying head-dropping. A head-dropping master who practices this type of head-dropping can use spells to make his head fly thousands of miles away from the body, killing people. It is rumored that this kind of head-dropping

There are seven stages in total of the technique. Each stage requires seven or forty-nine days of practice, and during the practice, one has to continuously suck blood. The master who has reached the final stage of practice can almost be regarded as a semi-immortal. He cannot avoid water and fire, and can use swords and guns.

Difficult to enter, immortal."

After finishing his conclusion, Han Zhen sighed and continued to add: "Based on last night's fight and the information you provided, unfortunately, what we have to deal with may be a head-dropping master who has practiced flying head-dropping."

After listening to Han Zhen's story, Zhao Yu felt a chill running down his spine. He quickly asked: "Jiantou Master...is it considered a human being? If the murderer is a Jiangtou Master, how should this case be investigated? And according to what you said, this thing

He is invulnerable, invulnerable to fire and water, what can we do to him even if he is found out?"

"Invulnerability has been practiced to the seventh level. At least the head you shot last night should have injured that head, otherwise he wouldn't have run away. This shows that the murderer has not practiced to that level." Han Zhen explained.

"Then which floor has he reached?" Zhao Yu asked

"I don't know, I've never dealt with a head-down master before." Han Zhen said helplessly.

After thinking about it, he added: "The head-dropping master should also have an ordinary person's identity as a cover-up, and he should have dealt with the deceased Zheng Chunxia. Also, judging from the appearance of the ghost head last night, even if his head is connected

Things will change after we go back, and the head-lowering master himself probably won’t be good-looking either. Your next step should be to investigate the employees in Qian Duohao’s company to see if there is anyone who looks strange, that would be a suspected target.”

"How rich Qian is? Why do you doubt him?"

"Didn't I tell you? I saw Yin Qi in him. Now that I think about it, he may have let the head-down master control his mind. In other words, the murderer should be related to both Qian Duohao and Zheng Chunxia, ​​so there is a high probability

It's hidden in Qian Duohao's company. Oh, it seems I didn't have time to tell you yesterday..." Han Zhen looked at Zhao Yu helplessly. Yesterday, he pretended to be 13 and ran away. It seemed that he forgot to tell Zhao Yu about this.

Already.

"Is there any important clue you haven't told me yet?"

Zhao Yu didn't have time to bite these four words very hard, and his dissatisfaction could be seen.

"Also, the ghost head was looking for something... He seemed to think it was in my hands, so I admitted it..." Han Zhen thought about it carefully and said with a guilty conscience.

Zhao Yu has already

I'm helpless. Yesterday, co-author Han Zhen pretended to be profound and talked a lot of nonsense, and all useful information was missed.

But his many years of experience as a criminal policeman allowed him to immediately grasp the key points.

"Looking for something, could it be the dried human head that Brother Lang mentioned?"

Han Zhen nodded and said, "Nine times out of ten, that's it."

"Why is he looking for a dried human head? Isn't it the flying head you mentioned?" Zhao Yu immediately became nervous. Lao Li went to the scrapyard in the east of the city overnight to look for the human head. He didn't know if it would be dangerous.

.

"I don't know either, but even if he is dead, since the murderer is looking for this head, we must find it first, so that we can have the initiative."

"Lao Li and the others have been searching the scrapyard all night and there is still no news. Brother Wolf is also dead now. The scrapyard is so big that it will probably be difficult to find."

"The murderer killed Zheng Chunxia the day before yesterday and only found Brother Lang's house yesterday. Judging from the time, he probably didn't know that Brother Lang had gone to the scrapyard. In any case, let your police team search slowly."

"Okay, I will ask Lao Li and the others to find this head. Then let's go to Qian Duohao Company today and look for the strange-looking person you mentioned."

"We? Uh...not us, you go," Han Zhen said.

Zhao Yu panicked when he heard that Han Zhen would not go with him.

Although he had been a criminal police officer for so many years and had seen a lot of vicious gangsters and had been put in danger of being put to death, he had no idea what a guillotine was.

Without Han Zhen, a professional in his opinion, could he cope with it on his own?

He thought so in his heart, but could not show any timidity in his mouth. He asked in a pretended relaxed tone: "Then what are you going to do? You don't want to go home and sleep in your cage."

"Ah, no, you saw it yesterday. It's not easy to deal with that thing with bare hands. I have to prepare materials to make a big weapon to deal with him today."

Zhao Yu originally planned to ridicule Han Zhen if he had nothing to do, until Han Zhen was too embarrassed to go with him to investigate Qian Duohao's company.

But when I heard that Han Zhen's reason was reasonable, it was embarrassing.

In desperation, Zhao Yu had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "I will go to Qian Duohao's company to investigate myself, in case that thing attacks me..."

Han Zhen said easily

He said: "It's okay. Your shot yesterday should have really hurt him. I guess he won't be able to use Flying Head in a short time."

"If you are afraid, you can take that Zhang Ziwei with you to make you more courageous. I think that young man is quite tough and should be able to ward off evil spirits." After thinking about it, Zhao Yu came up with another bad idea.

"Shit, I've been a criminal police officer for more than 20 years and I haven't seen any storms before, so why would I be scared?" Zhao Yu said through gritted teeth.

"Besides, what's the use of bringing that little boy with him? Let alone the head-hunting master, he probably can't even deal with a gangster. I mean, I'm not afraid of flying heads. If he dares to fly, I'll treat him to peanuts.

But if he confuses me like he did that money boss, how can I deal with him?"

Han Zhen thought seriously for a while, looked at Zhao Yu and said seriously: "Why don't you try relying on your firm Marxist belief?"

…

At noon, Zhao Yu walked out of the famous grocery market in Yangguan Town, glanced at the dazzling sun in the sky, and then at the bag of things he was carrying, preparing to take a taxi home.

He didn't lie to Zhao Yu. He really had to prepare something handy to deal with Feitoujiang. At the grocery market, he bought some golden ink, brushes and other things that were used to carve the secret seals of Buddhism to exorcise evil.

Han Zhen was not worried about Zhao Yu's safety. Not to mention that the head-dropping master was indeed injured. Even if he was not, as long as the other party did not intend to reveal his identity, he should not dare to attack a policeman in broad daylight.

Back at the rental house, Han Zhen dug out a moving cardboard box from under the bed.

The things inside were all left to him by his master before he left. Han Zhen kept them even after moving several times. Now he needed to find a handy carrier inside to carry the Buddha's seal.

The Demon-Suppressing Pestle, Han Zhen has trouble using this thing.

Brass bowl, don’t ask why it’s not a Zijin bowl. Han Zhen still lives in a rental house with Zijin?

A cracked wooden fish, pass.

A rosary with three beads missing, pass.

Playboy collector's edition... turns out to be hidden here...

After searching for a long time, I didn't see anything that could be used as a weapon.

Just when Han Zhen was about to give up, something at the bottom of the box caught his eye.
Chapter completed!