"Lao Ding, have you ever heard of an organization called Ghost Gate Pass?"

Yang Qian thought about it again and again, in the incident of the pen fairy on the front foot, he had just fought with the master of the Ghost Gate Pass, and then there was such a major event in the quarry, to say that this incident had no connection with the organization of the Ghost Gate Pass, Yang Qian was somewhat unbelievable.

"Ghost Gate?" Ding Tianer and Liu Quanxing glanced at each other, "If it's a Ghost Gate, it's really possible." ”

"Huh?"

Yang Qian raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"It's a long story about this organization. We don't know anything about his organization, its members, or its purpose, but we can only infer from the dozens of recent incidents related to them that there may be powerful tentacles behind this organization. If you're interested, I'll send you the information about this organization later. ”

Liu Quanxing turned his head and explained to Yang Qian.

"Dozens of incidents?"

"Is this a big move, or is it a sense of existence to declare your existence?"

"Is there a connection between these events?",

All kinds of thoughts were fighting in Yang Qian's mind, and in an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through Yang Qian's mind, forming dozens of possibilities.

"In addition to the organizational information of the Ghost Gate, give me a copy of the full report of all the events related to them. ”

"All of them?"

Liu Quanxing was a little surprised.

"Both. ”

"Okay, I'll have someone bring it to you later. ”

Liu Quanxing didn't say much, nodded and responded.

Yang Qian was thinking about the ghost gate in his mind, and he was not in the mood to participate in the reception banquet later, so he hurriedly confessed to Ding Tianer and led Wang Lieyun and Chen Shuye back to the bedroom. At the same time that Yang Qian arrived in the dormitory, Liu Quanxing's people had just delivered the information.

The materials were sent by two plainclothes under Liu Quanxing, one of whom was waiting at the door of Yang Qian's bedroom with a large box.

"Which box here is the information of the Ghost Gate?"

Yang Qian licked the popsicle in his hand and asked.

"Neither. ”

The plainclothes man on the left answered.

"Aren't they?" Yang Qian's eyes flashed with surprise, "What about the information on the ghost gate?"

"Wait a minute. ”

The plainclothes on the left side confessed, put the big box in his hand on the ground, took it out of his trouser pocket with his free hand, groped a few times, took out a somewhat wrinkled A4 paper, and handed it to Yang Qian.

"That's it?"

Yang Qian took the thin A4 paper, rubbed it in his hand a few times unbelievingly, and asked with a shocked look on his face.

"Yes. As for the information about the ghost gate, we have very little information. ”

"Didn't you say that dozens of incidents were planned before and after the ghost gate was closed? After so many interactions, you have mastered such a little information?"

After speaking, Yang Qian also raised the A4 paper in Yang's hand, expressing his strong dissatisfaction and indignation with Liu Quanxing's ability to do things.

After a long silence, the plainclothes man on the right hand side answered, "We haven't caught any live mouths so far. ”

"No living mouths?"

Yang Qian was a little surprised, "Okay, put the information here, you can go back first." ”

After that, he took the key out of his trouser pocket, opened the bedroom door, and walked in.

Wang Lieyun and Chen Shuye took the box and followed Yang Qian into the dormitory. The two plainclothes at the door did not drag the mud and water, and pulled their legs away, and the footsteps gradually weakened.

In the next few hours, Yang Qian was looking through the files of dozens of incidents related to the Ghost Gate Pass.

As for the A4 paper that recorded the information of the Ghost Gate, Yang Qian glanced at it and threw it aside casually.

When all the files were flipped through and the sky was already dark, Yang Qian looked up at the wall clock hanging on the door, and the time had come to 3:20 in the morning.

Chen Shuye held the dossier that Yang Qian had already read in his left hand, and held a fork in his right hand to send the freshly soaked and steaming instant noodles to his mouth, and ate sweetly with Wang Lieyun's thunderous snoring on the other side.

"Fourth, what do you think?"

After waiting for about four or five minutes, Chen Shuye drank the last sip of soup before he asked.

"At first glance, each case is self-contained, as if it were done at random. Chen Shuye may have read the file all night, and a bowl of instant noodles felt unfinished, and while responding to Yang Qian, he set his eyes on Wang Lieyun's cabinet, his eyes lit up.

Chen Shuye got up and walked to Wang Lieyun's cabinet, opened the cabinet door, looked at the dazzling array of snacks inside, hesitated for a moment, and took out a chicken leg and two bags of potato chips.

Chen Shuye, who had harvested the spoils, closed the cabinet door with satisfaction, turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't expect to turn his head and just saw Wang Lieyun's shocked face.

"Misty grass, what are you doing? ”

"Why are you stealing my snacks?"

Wang Lieyun quickly turned over and got out of bed, stood in front of Chen Shuye, glanced at Chen Shuye with a shocked face, and then stared at the chicken legs and potato chips that Chen Shuye was holding in his hand.

"I'm hungry!" Chen Shuye naturally tore open the wrapping paper of the chicken legs, took a big bite, ignored Wang Lieyun, who was about to split, and looked at Yang Qian, "Senior brother, you have finished reading it, do you feel anything?"

"Here's a pack. Yang Qian stretched out his hand, pulled a bag of potato chips from Chen Shuye's hand, opened it with a "tearing" sound, and said while eating, "There is no major discovery for the time being, but there is a file that is very strange, have you noticed it?"

"Which one?" Chen Shuye was slightly stunned, then instantly understood, revealing an expression of sudden realization, "Are you talking about No. 37, the one in Xiaohezi Village, Jin Province?"

"Yes. With that, Yang Qian put down the potato chips in his hand, took out a dossier from the table and opened it, pointing to a paragraph on it, "There are 37 people in Xiaohezi Village, with an average age of 62 years old, the youngest is 57 years old, and the oldest is 86 years old. Ten days ago, between 1 and 4 a.m., Xiaohezi Village was wiped out, with severed limbs and wreckage everywhere, and there was not a single intact body at the scene. ”

"But no matter how you look at it, it looks like an ordinary tragedy, is there anything strange?" Chen Shuye took the file handed by Yang Qian and asked with a puzzled expression.

"You take a closer look at all the live photos below. ”

"I'll take a look. ”

Five minutes later, Chen Shuye looked up at Yang Qian, "Senior brother, just say it, I've looked at these dozen photos four or five times, and I didn't find anything strange." ”

"If you take a closer look, there are seventeen photos in here, and there are two points that are the same as the case in the quarry. ”

"What?"

"If you look closely, are the tables and chairs in the photos intact, with no signs of fighting?

"Hiss"

Listening to Yang Qian's words, Chen Shuye suddenly understood, and gasped, "This is true, but why is there no detailed report in the dossier?"

"If you look carefully at the beginning, this case was discovered and cordoned off by the local Buddhist and Taoist Alliance for the first time, and the police had no right to participate in the whole process. Do you still expect a group of monks and Taoists to investigate the case well?" Yang Qian stood up and clapped his hands, "Let's go, it seems that we need to go to Xiaohezi Village." ”