Before he finished speaking, a burst of gray smoke came out of Jing Yu's head, condensing into the shape of a huge fist, and slammed into Jing He's right face!
Jinghe made an "ouch" sound and covered the right side of his face. It didn't hurt very much, but the part was cold and numb, as if the skin was no longer his own.
“It’s quite convenient.”
Jing Yu looked at the mirror for a while. The mirror image was just a piece of gray smoke, but in Yun Tuan Jinghe's eyes, he could see his own shadow.
"Brother, seriously, did your mission fail?" Jing He asked, covering his face.
"The mission is still going smoothly, I just accidentally touched a taboo."
"Is there any taboo in this poor place?"
"Yes, if you see a child holding a lantern at night, don't approach him."
……
Afternoon.
With Jing Yu in the clouds above his head and Jing He in hand, he went straight to Gao Qiao's house.
The servant wanted to stop him, but Jinghe pushed him away with a playful smile, pretending to be a careless suitor, happily dragging Yun Tuan around.
Of course, Jing Yu turns into smoke and follows him like a shadow.
Takahashi's ancestor was a highly respected daimyo, the lord of this entire land and manor, but later the family gradually declined, and now, it is just a family with a little bit of land and money.
The original towering castle has been transformed into a courtyard where several families live together.
Most of the buildings are gray and white, and a large number of wooden structures are used. The original color of the wood is basically used without too many modifications. It is simple and natural. When you are inside, the clouds can feel the emptiness of a foreigner.
The architectural style here is similar to that of the Tang Dynasty, but different. After incorporating local characteristics, it is always a bit strange.
It may be caused by the climate or the orientation of the house.
This village gives people a cold feeling everywhere.
"Officer Suzuki, did you see anything?" Jinghe smiled, but he kept rubbing his arms with his hands, trying to generate heat.
"The haunted house has a lot of things buried in the yard. There are also suitcases here, but they are empty."
Yun Tuan covered his face with the investigation file and yawned.
"Ah?" Jinghe looked around and tried to maintain a smile.
"People who live in haunted houses can make a fortune if they handle things properly, but this comes at the cost of a short life." She said and sighed. Things were more complicated than she thought.
Several families with the surname Takahashi who live here, although they are blood relatives, do not even say hello when they meet, and look at them coldly.
I watched for two hours and found nothing.
They swaggered down the street looking for shops selling suitcases.
The aroma of snacks wafted from the snack bar from time to time. Jinghe, who had eaten two meals of pasta, sniffed and said, "I'm going to buy some octopus balls. Officer Suzuki is shopping around slowly."
"...Okay."
Divided into two lines, there may be new clues on his side.
Bang!
Someone suddenly bumped into the clouds standing still on the roadside.
Papers flew all over the sky, and the woman who bumped into her spun in slow motion for a while, then fell to the ground.
Yun Tuan's eyelids twitched, touching the porcelain?
She helped pick up the documents and wanted to sort them out in order, but there was no page number marked in the corner, and the entire document contained vicious curses and information about loan sharking.
The woman apologized and grabbed a stack of paper from Yun Tuan's hand, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't pay attention to the road."
The white turtleneck sweater completely covered the woman's neck, and the upper edge of the collar revealed some purple pinch marks.
"Are you a resident of XX Apartment? I remember you." Yun Tuan smiled, "Hello, I am Suzuki Tuanzi, the police officer in charge of the Tingqiao corpse dumping case."
"Hello, Officer Suzuki, I...just call me Kuwahara."