"If it weren't for this foreign object that has a small chance of generating spirituality and resentment on its own, I really would have no choice but to hide and seek."
"You're in bad luck."
Chen Yang returned home and had a good sleep.
After dawn, he finished washing and opened the door. Sure enough, he saw Gao Ming leading the detectives waiting outside. Beside him was a bulging little cormorant whose little face almost turned into a bun.
Chen Yang nodded towards Gao Ming and the others, then pinched the little cormorant's face, and said gently: "What's wrong? You look like a doormat."
The little cormorant pursed his lips, pointed at Gao Ming and said, "This official won't let the little cormorant knock on the door, and the fish soup will be cold."
Gao Ming looked embarrassed and twisted around, as if he was uncomfortable.
He also didn't expect that this little girl, who had just retorted to a government official, would now turn around and complain, or in person.
These days, can’t a petty official like Captou intimidate people?
Chen Yang joked: "If Gao Ming doesn't let you knock on the door, why don't you dare to knock?"
The little cormorants I know are not that timid."
The little cormorant said sheepishly: "The chief catcher said that you must have had a hard time exorcising demons last night, sir, so he asked you to sleep a little longer.
The little cormorant thought that it made sense, so he didn't knock on the door."
"Let me heat up the fish soup for you."
The little cormorant was a little embarrassed to speak in front of everyone, so he ran into the kitchen of Chen Yang's house and started to heat the fish soup.
Gao Ming said excitedly: "Sir, there were no new strange things yesterday and this morning. Have you found the monster and solved it?"
As he spoke, he picked up the scabbard and made a slashing gesture.
Chen Yang nodded, then shook his head.
"The search was successful, and we did it twice, but it doesn't mean it was completely eliminated."
Chen Yang explained to Gao Ming and his agents what happened last night and what he knew about the stall owner's grievances.
We will need to use them later.
Gao Ming and the detectives pricked up their ears and listened mesmerizedly. Their expressions changed three times, and they had a strong sense of immersion.
After a long while, Gao Ming took a deep breath and said with emotion: "What a powerful demon. Fortunately, my husband is stationed in Longmen County. It is really a blessing for the more than 100,000 people in Longmen County."
He pompously represented the entire Longmen County and led a group of detectives to bow to Chen Yang and thank him.
Chen Yang waved his hand: "Don't do these silly things."
"Immediately increase your manpower and go find that foreign object mirror."
Gao Ming first responded loudly, patting his chest with determination, and then said with an embarrassed smile: "Sir, this is a bit like looking for a needle in a haystack. Is there any way to find it as soon as possible?"
Chen Yang also had a headache.
He could have the catchers post notices all over the city to alert everyone to the mirror.
However, in the huge Longmen County, with a population of hundreds of thousands, how many people are truly literate?
Is there one percent?
Even if there is.
That's just a thousand people.
Others are illiterate. Even if you put a notice on their door, they won't know what it says.
Although it is located on the notice board, the Yamen often invites people to read notices there.
But how many people will listen?
Everyone is busy for life, and Longmen County has been experiencing many disasters recently, making it difficult to make ends meet.
Not to mention joining in the fun.
Chen Yang was in distress when he suddenly saw a middle-aged and elderly woman wearing a green coat, paper flowers on her head, and rouge on her face until her cheeks were red, walking swaying through the alley.
All she needed was to have the word "Matchmaker" stuck on her forehead.