Chapter 671: Case Report (I)
"Uncle, since you are here, stay for a few more days, and I'll take you around......"
Hearing that Liu Jiaxi only had two days, Si Yuanjie couldn't help but be a little anxious, Liu Jiaxi had practiced martial arts with his grandfather, and according to his generation, he should be the same generation as his parents, Si Yuanjie's relatives are no longer there, so when he saw Liu Jiaxi, who he had known since childhood, he felt very cordial. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"You kid, if you have more eyes in the future, your uncle will be relieved......"
Liu Jiaxi touched Si Yuanjie's head, and said with a look of pity: "The Si family is such a lone seedling as you, don't have an accident with your kid, when you get married, your uncle and the old branch secretary will come over to be the elders of your family, and you will be beautiful!"
"Uncle, what's the matter......" Si Yuanjie was thin-skinned, and his face was flushed when Liu Jiaxi said it, but he forgot to let Liu Jiaxi stay for a few more days.
"Brother Liu, drink tea, there is smoke here, you take it yourself......"
Fang Yi took a cup of steaming tea and a pack of cigarettes and put them beside Liu Jiaxi, and lived together for more than ten days, he knew Liu Jiaxi's habits, first, he liked to drink strong tea, and almost all of the tea leaves in a cup were said to be refreshing.
And Liu Jiaxi's second habit is smoking, although he can not smoke a cigarette in the process of handling the case, but he is usually very addicted to smoking, the fat man once said that Liu Jiaxi smokes without a lighter, as long as he lights one, it can be automatically continued, sometimes a cigarette is a pack.
"No...... Don't smoke anymore!" In Fang Yi's almost completely closed and unusually warm room, although Liu Jiaxi was a little moved, he still didn't pick up a cigarette, if he smoked one in this room, it would definitely smell like a room of smoke.
"Brother Liu, what's polite, I'm going to open the window, it's a little boring to close the window all day......" Fang Yi stood up with a smile, walked to the closed balcony and opened the window, just as Fang Yi wanted to turn back, his eyes saw two people walking out of a car that had just been parked downstairs.
"Early Summer!"
Fang Yi stood at the window and shouted, although Bai Chuxia wore a hat on his head and a scarf around his face, he was still wearing a jeans and a tight sweater on his body, but the down jacket he was holding in his hand was not put on, revealing his graceful figure undoubtedly.
"Fang Yi!" Looking up and seeing Fang Yi on the balcony, Bai Chuxia smiled sweetly and said, "We came a little early, is it inconvenient for Fang to go up?"
"Convenient, I'll go down and pick you up......"
Fang Yi smiled and turned around and walked out of the balcony, although he and Bai Chuxia had not known each other for a long time, and they had not spoken anything sweet to each other, but when the two were together, both of them felt very comfortable, and that kind of fit that seemed to come from the soul was something that neither of them had ever experienced.
"Brother Wei, why are you so serious?" When he went downstairs to pick up Bai Chuxia, Fang Yi glanced at Wei Mingcheng, who was standing next to him with a black face, and couldn't help laughing.
"What are you kid laughing at!"
Wei Mingcheng glanced at Fang Yi depressedly, he took Bai Chuxia back late yesterday, but he was given a good training by his family, and he was knocked by the old man with a cane, but he didn't dare to say anything about his cousin and Fang Yi when he killed Wei Mingcheng, and he carried a black pot solidly.
And early this morning, Wei Mingcheng was pulled up from the bed by his cousin again, Wei Mingcheng, who rarely slept once a year, almost went crazy, and after falling in love, he was no different from those ordinary girls.
"Let's go, Fang Yi, I haven't been to your new home yet......" Bai Chuxia squeezed his eyes at Fang Yi, his eyes that had turned into crescents were full of smiles.
"Come, let me introduce you to ......"
After entering the house, Fang Yi generously pulled Bai Chuxia and said: "This is Bai Chuxia, and he is also my girlfriend, he is Wei Mingcheng, his cousin in Chuxia, Brother Wei, this is Liu Jiaxi Brother Liu, is my friend in Ji Province, you know each other!"
"Brother Liu is a policeman, right?" Wei Mingcheng's observation was still very strong, and he shook Liu Jiaxi's hand and said, "I saw a car with a license plate from the Ji Provincial Police Bureau below, it must have been driven by Brother Liu, right?"
"Brother Wei is also a person who touches the gun, I think it's either a special police or an armed police!" Feeling the thick cocoon in Wei Mingcheng's tiger's mouth, Liu Jiaxi also laughed, these two people belong to that kind of very sensitive profession, and they guessed each other's identities as soon as they met.
"Everyone is a friend, sit down and talk...... Fang Yi said to Bai Chuxia with a smile: "I'll show you the house and tell you, this house Brother Zhao transferred to me not long after it was installed, but it saved me a lot of things." ”
"Brother Zhao didn't pay much attention to the decoration of this house......
Following Fang Yi around the house, Bai Chuxia immediately liked it, you know, Zhao Hongtao's Chinese culture is originally very profound, and the style of the whole house is biased towards Chinese decoration, but it also draws on some European and American styles, and ordinary designers can't design this effect.
"Fang Yi, where did you get so many antiques, are they all real?"
When Bai Chuxia saw the things on the ancient shelves in that room, she couldn't help but be stunned, she had a cultural relics smuggling case when she was an intern in Jinling, and had worked hard to understand the knowledge of antiques, so after seeing these antiques, she was also shocked.
"Will I put a fake on it?" Fang Yi smiled, pointed to the big drawer at the bottom of the Bogu shelf and said, "The calligraphy and painting you want is in there, let's go out and sit down and I'll give it to you!"
"Okay!" Bai Chuxia's face showed joy, she was still skeptical of Fang Yi's words yesterday, but now that she saw the things in this room with her own eyes, the doubts in Bai Chuxia's heart disappeared.
"Fang Yi, what are you talking about to fool early summer again?"
Seeing the happy face of his cousin who returned to the living room, Wei Mingcheng couldn't help pouting, he grew up with Bai Chuxia since he was a child, and he had never seen his cousin show a little daughter-like look to a man, which was naturally a little apprehensive.
"Wei Mingcheng, do you still want your jade?"
Bai Chuxia was not used to his cousin's stinky problem, so he obediently closed his mouth with a word, but he was still a little unconvinced, his eyes swept over the wall of the room, and when he saw the ghost head knife, Wei Mingcheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Fang Yi, why do you still have a controlled knife here?"
"Controlled knives, Brother Wei, my knife is an antique!"
Seeing Wei Mingcheng's fastidious appearance, Fang Yi laughed and said, "This knife was auctioned back by me from a foreign auction house, there is a collection certificate and an appraisal certificate, do you want to take a look at it, Brother Wei?"
"Forget the certificate, show me the knife!"
Wei Mingcheng has practiced martial arts since he was a child, although he is not proficient in all eighteen weapons, but he has practiced several knife techniques such as Taiji knife, Bagua knife and plum blossom knife, but he practices a single knife, and he has not seen much of the heavy knife with a thick back like the ghost head knife.
"Okay, this knife is a bit heavy......" Fang Yi walked to the wall and took off the ghost head knife embedded in it, and then handed it to Wei Mingcheng.
"It's so heavy!"
Seeing that Fang Yi had been holding the ghost head knife in one hand, Wei Mingcheng originally thought that it was only a dozen catties, but as soon as he got his hand, he fell down suddenly, and Wei Mingcheng hurriedly shook his left hand as well, so he didn't make a fool of himself in public.
And when Wei Mingcheng held this knife in his hand, he suddenly felt a cold aura coming from his face, and the kind of aura emitted by the heavy knife body made him a little out of breath, which made Wei Mingcheng's complexion change.
"Fang Yi, this is the knife used in the previous execution, right?"
Wei Mingcheng has a lot of research on cold weapons, he has heard the old man say that those weapons that used to kill people on the battlefield can be called murderous soldiers if they are retained, and people who are weaker can't even stand the qi that overflows from this kind of murderous soldiers.
Wei Mingcheng had many opportunities in the army to come into contact with the sabers and stabs on the battlefield before, but he had never encountered the kind of murderous soldiers that the old man said, Wei Mingcheng thought that this statement was just a rumor, but when he held this ghost head knife, he found that this legend really existed.
This ghost head knife that once took Tan Sitong's life, after being placed for a hundred years, the evil qi in it was originally not so strong, but after being placed by Fang Yi in the magic circle as an array for a period of time, it was fed back by the evil qi gathered by the magic circle, and the fierce qi became more and more intense, even a person with such a bloody and strong body as Wei Mingcheng couldn't stand it.
"Brother Wei has good eyesight, this ghost-headed knife is the guy who ate at the executioner of the vegetable market in the capital a hundred years ago. ”
Seeing that Wei Mingcheng recovered after just a change in complexion, Fang Yi also nodded secretly, although Wei Mingcheng's cultivation techniques were a little messy, but his cultivation was good, compared to Si Yuanjie, Wei Mingcheng was more than a step higher.
"Good knife, I saw the knife used by the 29th Army Broadsword Team back then, and the murderous spirit is far inferior to this one!"
Wei Mingcheng gently brushed the blade with his right index finger, but found that the blade, which did not look sharp, actually made his fingers have a tingling feeling, but it seemed to be hard The sentence "The heavy sword has no edge, and the big skill does not work".
"Brother Wei, you appreciate it slowly, I will talk to Brother Liu, and I will take you and Chuxia to choose calligraphy and paintings. ”
Seeing that Wei Mingcheng couldn't put down the ghost head knife, Fang Yi smiled and didn't say anything, if it was another object, Fang Yi might just open his mouth and give it away, but this ghost head knife was the eye of the magic circle in his house, Fang Yi would not be so generous if he said anything.
"Brother Liu, since you're here, I'll play for a few more days this time, and Yuan Jie and I will accompany you around Jinling when you turn around......"
Fang Yi looked at Bai Chuxia as he spoke, and said, "Early Summer, when are you going back to the capital?" If it's okay, go out with us, I really haven't been to a few of these scenic spots in Jinling." ”
"I have to go back tomorrow after my grandfather's birthday......" Bai Chuxia said in a low voice: "I will also accompany my grandfather for the next two days, Brother Liu, I'm really embarrassed." ”
"No, really no, don't listen to Fang Yi's nonsense, I can only stay for a day at most, and I will drive back at night......"
Liu Jiaxi, who has been in the township police station for several years, has never seen a girl with such a good appearance and temperament as Bai Chuxia, hearing her apologize like herself, her face suddenly turned red, and she waved her hand again and again: "I came this time, firstly, to send some New Year's goods to Fang Yi and them, and secondly, to inform them of the case......
"Report the case?"
Bai Chuxia was stunned for a moment when he heard this, when Fang Yi went to Hebei and Jin provinces before, although he also talked to Bai Chuxia on the phone every day, he didn't talk about Si Yuanjie, because Bai Chuxia didn't know about this case that had a lot to do with Fang Yi and others. (To be continued.) )