"Humph, don't always pretend to know me well, I've only been here not long!"
Outside the door, Lin Zitong, who couldn't get rid of the brown sugar, walked into the dormitory.
Seeing Zhou Mingyuan's bloody body on the ground, Lin Zitong was slightly surprised: "Who is he?"
"His name is Zhou Mingyuan. He is a disciple of your Lushan sect who was expelled many years ago. The mysterious man who attacked us that day was him. He was one of Dong Ye's accomplices back then." Yan Shouyi explained.
Long Feicheng asked: "Sister-in-law, aren't you afraid of death?"
"What's scary about dead people? I'm not afraid of ghosts," Lin Zitong closed the door and replied, "The Lushan sect often deals with dead people, so they've long been used to it."
Hearing this, Long Feicheng's little heart trembled. It turned out that he was the most timid person.
The clown is myself!
Yan Shouyi and Long Feicheng worked together to tie up the unconscious Wei Ge.
Then Long Feicheng went to make a call, and Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong came to Zhou Mingyuan's body together.
The two were silent for a moment, staring at each other.
"Hurry up and work, what do you want me to do?" Yan Shouyi asked.
Lin Zitong said resentfully: "Was it dangerous just now? You should have let me come with you."
"It's just because of the danger that I won't let you come." Yan Shouyi said angrily.
"Admit it, you just care about me."
"No, it's just that you are the eldest daughter of the Lin family. If you get hurt, I can't handle it."
"Humph, you duplicitous guy! Stop calling me Yan Shouyi, call me Yan Xinfei!"
"..."
Long Feicheng reminded helplessly: "Can you two stop flirting with the corpse? I've finished the phone call and you haven't started yet. Is it possible that you have to stay up until dawn?"
Yan Shouyi coughed awkwardly and signaled Lin Zitong to move quickly with his eyes.
Lin Zitong gave him a look, then sat cross-legged on the spot and gently shook the soul-calling bell on her wrist.
jingle!
When the bell rings, the lonely souls and wild ghosts are gone with the wind.
jingle!
The bell rings twice, and passers-by are not allowed to stop.
jingle!
Ring the bell three times, and the deceased will return as soon as possible!
Lin Zitong closed her eyes and her breathing gradually became steady, as if she was asleep.
Zhou Mingyuan's body fell motionless in front of her, and the scene was quite strange.
Yan Shouyi sat on the bed frame nearby and waited without arrogance or impatience.
Long Feicheng couldn't help but ask: "Brother Yan, what is sister-in-law doing?"
"spiritualism."
"What about Hun'er?"
"You and I can't see it. This is the magic of their Lushan sect," Yan Shouyi said. "Zhou Mingyuan just died. He hasn't passed the first seven years and his soul has not yet formed, so we can't see it. I want to ask him questions.
Only let Zitong take action."
Long Feicheng nodded as if he understood. He realized that what he had learned from Chen Dawei in the past was really not even superficial.
Taking advantage of Lin Zitong's call and interrogation, Yan Shou gave Long Feicheng some popular science education:
"Longhushan is good at using talismans to suppress ghosts, and Maoshan is good at exorcising demons with magic weapons. In addition to these two sects, the more famous Taoist sects are Nankunlunbeichuma and Xiwuhou Donglushan. Among them, Wuhou sect and Lushan sect are not as famous as Longhu.
mountains and maoshan
, but it can be regarded as a first-class sect. The Wuhou sect is a descendant of Zhuge Liang and is good at the art of Qimen Dunjia. The founder of the Lushan sect is Lushan Jiulang Xu Xun. Their magic is a combination of witchcraft and Yin walking.
He is good at using ghosts to control ghosts."
"Other sects, such as the 'Zombie Chaser', 'Gu Releaser', and 'Luohua Cave Girl', who are known as the Three Evils in Western Hunan, also have their own strengths. Their unique skills are beyond the reach of even the first-rate sects, but
Due to various reasons, its development is not as good as those first-class sects."
Long Feicheng kept this knowledge in mind and even took out a notebook to write it down.
At this time, Lin Zitong opened her eyes, stretched and said:
"I found out that his altar is in an abandoned factory outside the North Third Ring Road of Rongcheng."
"Thank you for your hard work. He didn't make things difficult for you, right?" Yan Shouyi asked.
Lin Zitong shook his head: "He knew that I was a disciple of the Lushan Sect, so he didn't have any difficulties. He told me everything truthfully... It's strange to say that, why didn't he resist at all?"
Yan Shouyi was silent for a while.
It seems that Zhou Mingyuan is really proud of Lushan.
He flattered the Bai family and really wanted to return to the Lushan sect and continue to be a Taoist priest of the Lushan sect.
Unfortunately, he used the wrong method and fell into the hands of Yan Shouyi.
Looking at the mess in front of him, Yan Shouyi frowned and said: "Although Officer Xia Zhi believes in us, I'm afraid there will still be a lot of trouble. Zitong, can your family come forward to help solve it? I'm in a hurry to go.
It won’t take too long to find Zhou Mingyuan’s altar.”
Even if Zhou Mingyuan has not handed over Chen Dawei's soul to the Bai family, those remnant souls will not be preserved for long. If Yan Shouyi and the others are captured for interrogation, Chen Dawei's remnant soul may disappear directly.
Lin Zitong nodded: "Don't worry, after all, you have nothing to do with Zhou Mingyuan's death. Furthermore, even if we tell the truth, no one will believe us except Officer Xia Zhi. In the end, this matter still depends on relationships.
solve."
"As long as you understand." Yan Shouyi smiled, showing his white teeth.
"But there is another person we haven't solved yet." Long Feicheng pointed at the female ghost.
The main culprit of this tragedy, the big star Dong Xi, will give a live speech tomorrow.
A murderer can openly become an idol.
No matter what, Long Feicheng couldn't swallow this breath.
Yan Shouyi said: "Don't worry, he can't escape, there will be a good show tomorrow."
…
In the dim interrogation room, Tang Hongkai sat on a cold interrogation chair.
In front of him, the lights were dazzling, making it difficult for him to see clearly the appearance of the police officer who was interrogating him.
"Tang Hongkai, we remind you for the last time that you should be lenient if you confess but not strict. The nature of your case is very bad. If you continue to deliberately conceal the facts of the case, you will not be able to bear the consequences!"
Faced with the other party's questioning, Tang Hongkai just smiled contemptuously and had no intention of confessing.
At this time, one of the police officers received a call. After a conversation, the police officer said to Tang Hongkai:
"My colleague called just now and mentioned two names, Liu Weiwu and Zhou Mingyuan."
Tang Hongkai's smile was obviously stiff.
"After in-depth investigation by our colleagues, Liu Weiwu realized that the matter was exposed, so he killed Zhou Mingyuan with a homemade cannon. He was subdued by enthusiastic people afterwards and has now been handed over to our colleagues. Tang Hongkai, this is your last chance. If you don't
Even so, we can't help you."
Tang Hongkai lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. The expression on his face kept changing, as if he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.
Finally, he slammed the table and gradually relaxed his clenched fists.
He sighed and said: "Back then, Huang Song reported that Wan Ninghong was taking kickbacks for building a playground. I was also involved in this matter. Wan Ninghong threatened me with this and asked me to find someone to get rid of Huang Song..."
The police officer sitting opposite Tang Hongkai looked obviously stunned.
Wan Ninghong?
Isn’t this the principal of Shanghang Art School?!
The person Huang Song reported back then was not Tang Hongkai, but Wan Ninghong!
The mastermind behind the whole thing was actually Wan Ninghong!!