"Director Zhang, I finally saw you again this season." Li Quan greeted Zhang Wei warmly.

"It's a coincidence, I just attended a work meeting on the renovation of this old district." Zhang Wei stretched out his hand and shook Li Quan's hand.

"That is, the work of renovating the old area involves a large number of population migration, house demolition, and public security combing.

"You're welcome, Ma Zhonghua is in front of you."

Li Quan and Zhang Wei were talking and chatting, walking in the alleys of the cramped old city, the streets of the entire community were criss-crossed, sparsely populated, dilapidated, and the broken bricks and tiles reflected the chaos and desolation before the relocation.

As the two walked, Zhang Wei's gaze stayed on a middle-aged man walking towards him, and followed the man into an old small building, with the house number written on the house number No. 36 Old Road.

"What's wrong? Is that the most wanted criminal? Li Quan asked.

"No, it's just that this man has a strange smell on him." Zhang Wei frowned.

"What?"

"A smell of raw lamb."

"When you say that, I understand the smell of the dead."

"Tomorrow I will assign someone to check on this person." Li Quan took out his notes and recorded them.

Zhang Wei nodded.

The two walked quickly into the Ma Zhonghua Hand Grasp Hall.

The two old criminal policemen were eating mutton and drinking rice wine, talking about life, and before they knew it, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening.

Tomorrow the work is still very heavy, and the two leave the hotel.

The two of them walked out of the gate of the Ma Zhonghua Pavilion and stood under the door, and the old road community opposite that was about to be demolished was cold and lonely, and pressed over silently, which was a sharp difference from the bright lights and the endless flow of people.

The two were about to break up when their phones rang at the same time.

One after another was an alarm, saying that someone on the old road had just called the police to say that someone was committing a murder. The recording of the report was then transferred.

The two listened carefully, and the voice of the police was an old male voice. The fluttering tone of voice like a broken kite mechanically tells that a murder is taking place at 36 Old Road.

The two glanced at each other, and under the autumn wind, the nerves in the whole body instantly tensed.

Let's run to the scene of the crime.

Hurried footsteps echoed in the night sky.

When arriving at the scene. Civilian police officers from four districts have already arrived at the same time. After deciding on the respective positions.

Zhang Wei began to arrange.

Everyone pushed open the empty gate No. 36, the cramped courtyard was dark and cold, and the light particles emitted by the flashlight rolled hard, illuminating the small area.

and sauce jars, stoves. The fishy smell of honeycomb coal reaching the ears and nose indicates that the source of the smell is from the brick house.

A group of people pushed open the door of the brick house, and the people who smelled more and more fishy had nowhere to hide.

The crowd was silent for a few seconds, getting used to the smell a little, and were about to continue their search.

I heard the sound of a soo in the courtyard.

Kick and tap out of the room, watching the movement in the courtyard.

I saw several figures rushing out of one side of the courtyard wall.

"Don't move!" Zhang Wei snorted.

The figures stood still.

The flashlight is transferred to the figure's face.

saw that the leader was Luo Xiaoyi.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Wei glanced at the past, and there were men and women in the team.

"Oh, Officer Zhang, hello, we are here tonight to explore at No. 37 Old Road, the famous murderous mansion in Lanzhou City!" Luo Xiaoyi introduced the situation.

"What's that?"

"Don't you know? Next to this courtyard, No. 37, is a famous murderous house in Lanzhou City, we just went in to explore, I don't want the gate of No. 37 to be locked, and I can't get out" Luo Xiaoyi spoke, and the wind gusted.

"You turned it over from the courtyard next to you?"

"No, we were just trapped in the house when we saw an old man running through a small door in the courtyard wall!"

The flashlight swept through, revealing the small door connecting the two courtyard walls.

"Wait in the courtyard first. We're on a mission, and no one is allowed to leave! Zhang Weihu grimaced. Signal the police to enter the house and search.

Zhang Wei took two steps, always feeling that something was wrong.

Subconsciously looked at his own footsteps and saw that his leather shoes were already through.

Take a closer look. The leather shoes intertwined with dark red blood dripped blood all the way.

Look at all the police, it's all the same.

The police also noticed the change, their faces were pale, and their bodies remained in shape.

rushed into the room, touched the lamp rope three or two, and pulled hard. Suddenly, the room lit up.

The scene in front of them made everyone half ring.

Everyone walked in the pool of blood, and the blood that overflowed their feet was black and red sticky.

On the empty stone brick floor in front of him, a human skeleton was dismembered.

The head was placed on a small bench, an old face with a mournful look in its eyes.

A large group of people then arrived, and a group of people were busy tending to the old man's corpse.

A group of people recorded a confession for Luo Xiaoyi's Holy Heaven Exploration Society expedition.

A busy night of people neighing.

Two things were identified.

The old man who was killed was the owner of No. 36.

Have cancer.

The only relative has a son.

The photos he reviewed show that he is the uncle who "tastes like raw mutton" in Zhang Wei's mouth.

The second thing is to go through the footprints, fingerprints, and related details of the on-site survey.

It proved that Luo Xiaoyi's people were only active on the 37th, so they all dispersed.

As soon as Zhang Wei got off work in the morning, he issued a hunt warrant for the son of the murdered old man.

The logic of the father suffering from a terminal illness and the son killing his father is normal and reasonable in the public security system.

After finishing this mess, Zhang Wei rushed to Holy Heaven Middle School.

Under the leadership of the teaching director, I came to the door of the fourth class of the second year of high school.

"Officer Zhang, you still hold on so tightly." Luo Xiaoyi came out of the classroom.

"You worked hard to record your confession last night, so I'll come to comfort you."

"It's good, but seeing that you came empty-handed, it should be a verbal condolence!"

Zhang Wei patted Luo Xiaoyi's shoulder, "Come on, young man." ”

The two walked to the school's living room and took their seats

"Tell me about the legend of your murderous mansion at No. 37 Old Road."

Zhang Wei looked at the model display table in the living room and listened to Luo Xiaoyi's story.

"Dozens of streets on the other side of the old road are Soviet-era buildings. No. 37 of them had a big deal in the fifties when the houses were just built.

In 1956, many of the areas around the old road were farmland, some farmhouses along the street, and some factory warehouses, which were sparsely populated at that time, and there were few people at night.

One night, in the middle of the night, several people from the security department of a factory on Jiuda Road came to the police station in the jurisdiction and said that they had received a call to report that someone was being murdered. ”

"It's that kind of call again. What is the sound? Zhang Wei interrupted.

"It was a very strange call, and it started with a wheezing sound, and then there was a voice that was neither male nor female, saying that he had killed someone and had come to surrender. The voice was very strange, and there was a lot of noise on the phone. If you think about it, there were very few private telephones in those days, usually in the factory or public telephones, but there was basically no place to call public telephones during this time period.

At that time, the security guard asked where the person on the phone was. He said it was at No. 37, an old road residential area three blocks away from the Public Security Bureau. The police on duty felt that the situation was very serious, so they immediately reported to the director on duty, so the bureau was able to immediately mobilize a few police officers on duty.

The policemen set off wearing stars and moons.

When they came to the residential area, it was pitch black and they couldn't hear anything, and everyone turned on their flashlights to find No. 37, only to see whether it was a local house or a brick wall. Push open the wooden door outside and there is a small yard.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw a small whirlwind rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the atmosphere was very strange, and everyone shouted loudly to the house.

But no one answered, and there was no light in the house. Pushing the door open, he found that the wooden door was being pushed up from the inside. At this time, the neighborhood committee also came. Report to the police.

The owner of the house is a male intellectual, named Lingbaoda, from Shanghai. There are four people in the family, Lingbao and his wife, two children, a boy and a girl. There is no more information.

The police said they were looking for something to open the door. He said it would be better to knock on the glass window and go in. So they knocked on the glass window and went into the room, both with flashlights, but they didn't turn it on when they jumped into the house.

After entering, I found that the feet of the station were wet, the room was full of blood, and some people did not stand firm when they landed, and slipped and fell to the ground, and the police felt that something was wrong on the ground. So he stood up and turned on the flashlight to see that his other people were full of blood, and in a panic, he fumbled for the light switch, and after turning on the light, the police were stunned.

It was a living room about four square meters in size, with only a dining table and a stroller. I saw that the ground was full of dark red liquid, and it was no longer bare feet. The police knew it was human blood. I just can't figure out how there can be so much human blood.

After opening the wooden door from the inside, a group of policemen went back to call and continue to report to the Municipal Criminal Investigation Corps, leaving a few policemen to investigate the scene. They didn't find anyone up and down the two-story building, but whose blood was on the ground and where did the owner go. There are no clues at all.

Later, according to the medical examiner, the blood in the room was at least six people.

But there were only four people in this family. The neighbor said that the family had returned to her parents' house with two children a few months ago, and the man had not been seen for several days. So who is the person who reported the crime in the middle of the night?

After pursuit, Lingbao's wife and children's so-called maiden family did not exist at all, and the three were defined as missing.

The male protagonist Lingbaoda's pursuit of clues has not progressed.

Under many doubts, the public security system's argument defined the case of the missing four people as a murder case, and the murderer is at large. Let the old road No. 37 at that time be in the whirlpool of the murderous house! ”

Zhang Wei was silent for a few seconds and asked Luo Xiaoyi, "What do you think?" ”

"Didn't I run to see it last night?"

"The conditions of the two crime scenes are the same!" Zhang Wei turned his gaze to the model table in the reception room.

"Have you ever thought that if you weren't locked up, you might have gone to the scene of the 37th murder and mutilation, and it was extremely likely that you would meet the murderer!"

"Most likely, more likely, our movements will lure the murderer over!" Luo Xiaoyi's expression was grim.

"What will be the truth of this incident, looking at the essence through the phenomenon?" Zhang Wei asked.

Luo Xiaoyi also turned his gaze to the model platform and was silent for a few seconds. "There's definitely something wrong with that house."

"Director Zhang, you're back." The police assistant stood up to greet him.

"There is a case, the 56-year-old No. 37 Old Road extermination case, you go and transfer the file out."

"'56?" The police assistant was amazed.

"That's it, go ahead and bring me a fried mein when you come back."

Two hours later, the dusty case file was on Zhang Wei's desk.

Zhang Wei originally planned to eat fried noodles after seeing it first. As a result, when I saw it, I didn't raise my head again.

The 56-year-old case is really recorded, and the details are almost as good as Luo Xiaoyi said.

The point is, there is a follow-up to the case.

Winter 1958. The masses reported a counter-revolutionary. This person's surname is Da, and he is usually a tinkerer.

After investigation, it was confirmed that this pot maker was a Zhengyi religious believer, and under the specific historical conditions at that time, Zhengyi Sect was defined as a reactionary feudal Taoist organization. Although it is a reactionary organization politically, there is a large local market. So the impact is great.

It is said that the Shoichi sect was born in the Wudou Rice Road in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and there were many people with thaumaturgy. will use charms to heal diseases, of course, in that era, few people believed their nonsense.

The name of the male owner of No. 37 Old Road appeared in the list of people confessed by the potmaker, which attracted attention at the time, and the incident at No. 37 Old Road resurfaced after two years.

The potsmith surnamed Da also confessed an important clue, that is, a month after the incident at No. 37 Jiuda Road, he had met with the owner of No. 37.

According to the words of the dossier, you can feel that the air in the arraignment room that night is unusually solemn. The interrogators were questioned from midnight until noon the next day, and at the end of the interrogation there was a note: absurd, the enemy is particularly cunning.

Interrogator: Where did you see Lingbao? How did you meet?

Da Potsmith: I have known Lingbaoda since I was a child. At that time, it was the 13th year of the Republic of China.

Interrogator: Kidnapping! Lingbao's identity certificate shows that he was born in 1933, and you went to the Republic of China and met him.

Da Potsmith: Gong, what I said is really true! My hometown is Pingliang, I already knew Lingbaoda when I was a child in Kongtong Mountain, and the last time I saw Lingbaoda was in the Jade Buddha Temple in November 1956. (Note: The Jade Buddha Temple at that time is now the Jade Buddha Temple, four blocks away from No. 37 Jiuda Road)

Interrogator: You say he's a member of your sect, what is his identity?

Da Potsmith: He ...... How to put it, not people!

Interrogator: You are an ancestor of my day, and you said that Lingbao is a big animal for a long time?

Potsmith: He's a normal cultist in the Order, but I've known him since I was a kid. He's always been the same, and he hasn't changed at all. Can you know what it's like? He is like a pot made of gold, without aging and without sickness. Lasts forever, never disappears.

Interrogator: You still feel a lot, I ask you, the last time you saw him, what did he say to you?

Potsmith: He asked me if I had any more gas stamps.

Zhang Wei read the following descriptions at a glance and ten lines, and they were all talking in a heavy manner. He raised his head and rubbed his eyes. As he was about to get up to eat, he looked at the file and sat down again.

A month later, Da Potsmith suddenly died in the detention center!

According to the confessions of several other prisoners in the same room, the sudden death of the potsmith was very strange, and several people in the same room at that time said that the potsmith said a lot of inexplicable and wonderful things to the wall that night, as if he was arguing and then seemed to be begging for someone.

They all thought that the potsmith had already rammed, and when they woke up the next day, they found that the potsmith was still sitting facing the wall, but he had lost his breath. There were no scars on his body, and the strangest thing was that the face of the leatherman was unusually ruddy.

The detention center later conducted a forensic examination, and found no signs of poisoning. However, a strange line of writing was found on the wall facing the potmaker, but it quickly disappeared, and according to the prisoners in the room, it looked like a strange line of writing that looked like something like a charm, and it was not clear what was written.

The mobile phone on Zhang Wei's desk rang, Zhang Wei broke his thoughts and picked up the phone.

"Officer Zhang, something happened!" Luo Xiaoyi's serious voice came.

"Are you scaring an old policeman? Anyway, what's going on? ”

"Another group of explorers went to 37 Old Road, and so far, they have disappeared!"

The siren whistled, Zhang Wei drove the vehicle to the gate of No. 37 Jiuda Road, and the police from the four jurisdictions had already arrived at the scene last time, surrounding Luo Xiaoyi to ask questions.

Zhang Wei walked over and found that Li Quan was also inside.

"Why are you here too?" Zhang Wei asked.

"I'm getting that weird call again." Li Quan replied.

"How did you know that an expedition had disappeared?" Zhang Wei asked Luo Xiaoyi.

"There's something more important to tell you than that." Luo Xiaoyi's eyes jumped and jumped under the flashlight.

Only then did Zhang Wei realize that the four policemen were pale. I couldn't stop shaking.

"All of them, including you and me, were called by that weird phone call!"

Zhang Wei frowned, "What do you mean?" ”

"We've been calculated!"

"Answer me, how do you know that an expedition has disappeared?"

Luo Xiaoyi handed the pager to Zhang Wei. There is a message on it: Luo Xiaoyi, an expedition team disappeared on the 37th, notify Officer Zhang!

"Director Zhang, look?" Li Quan asked.

Zhang Wei was silent for a while, "Brave sick criminal." If you dare to tease the public security officers, let's go in and have a look. ”

After that, he raised his feet and wanted to leave.

The other four policemen were frightened and stood still.

Zhang Wei turned around and was about to scold.

"Huh!" Li Quan let out an exclamation.

"What's wrong again?" Zhang Wei frowned.

"Seal, we came over the other day to seal this door, now you see."

Following Li Quan's fingers, everyone saw that the seal on the door was torn apart, like defeat in the wind!

"It's really heartbroken, and the seals posted by the public security dare to be opened." Zhang Wei was ready to get started.

Luo Xiaoyi came up and pressed his arm, "Officer Zhang, let's let the others find support." ”

Luo Xiaoyi's eyes sparkled. Meaningless.

Zhang Wei stared at Luo Xiaoyi for a few seconds.

He turned to the four policemen who were trembling like chaff and said, "You go back to the station immediately and call for support." ”

As if the four policemen had been pardoned, they ran away, and disappeared into the darkness of the alley in a few seconds.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Wei asked Luo Xiaoyi.

"As I said, is it because someone is trying to calculate us, or is it easier to do things with a lot of people."

Zhang Wei looked at the darkness behind the door, as if someone was hiding inside, spying on the three people outside the door.

In less than a minute, the sound of kick-and-tap footsteps rang out.

"It's fast enough, it's coming so soon." Li Quan breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, four policemen appeared in the alley, and it was the four people who went to call for support.

"You ......" the four policemen saw three people. Be terribly alarmed.

"Where's the rescuer you moved?" Li Quan was puzzled.

"We ...... We ran towards the mouth of the alley, and somehow we ran back again! The four of them trembled with horror and turned pale.

Zhang Wei looked back at Luo Xiaoyi.

"No need to go any further, we're stuck!"

A group of people looked at Luo Xiaoyi inexplicably.

"So far. We'll just have to go in and find out. Luo Xiaoyi didn't explain, and was the first to push the door in.

Zhang Wei followed, and the five police officers of Li Quan glanced at each other and followed in.

When they entered the house, they found that the ground was still covered in black human blood, as it had been on that night in '56, and they heard the sound of children laughing on the second floor. Four police officers were circled on the spot!

Zhang, Luo, and Li ran to the second floor, but found that the stroller that was originally on the ground floor was placed at the staircase, but the second floor was empty.

The three of them went downstairs and saw the four policemen trembling like chaff, pointing to the second floor.

Looking back, the second floor, which was originally dark and lonely, was brightly lit!

After being silent for a while, Zhang Wei instructed the two policemen and Luo Xiaoyi to stay in place, and the two policemen followed them upstairs.

The footsteps on the dilapidated stone platform made a creepy echo, and the four of them entered the brightly lit second-floor hut one after another, and stood in place for an instant.

The second-floor cottage had changed from empty to the living room of a large family, with a huge dining table lying across the cabin, and a snow-white arm hanging from the table, with bright red blood dripping from the arm, was dripping onto the floor.

"There are ghosts!" The policeman behind the hall shouted fiercely, and everyone hurriedly turned around, and saw that the shouting policeman was "plopped" and was overturned to the ground, and something was dragging the policeman, and the policeman showed a frightened and frightened expression on his face, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

At this time, the old-fashioned gramophone in the living room suddenly rubbed and played harsh music, mixed with the laughter of children, and for a while, the screams of the police, the panicked footsteps of everyone, and the snow-white arms on the dining table converged into a blank space for a few seconds.

Luo Xiaoyi rushed up and stabilized everyone's emotions.

After the blank space, Zhang Wei and Li Quan found that the brightly lit room before was gone, and the second floor was back to a dark and strange state, the only thing that could determine what had just happened. It was a police officer who determined the fact that he disappeared into this small space on the second floor.

Everyone came to Gate 37 and looked at the silent darkness in front of them, and their hearts were shocked.

However, there was a signal on the mobile phone, and Zhang Wei hurriedly reported the situation with a white face.

A few people remained in place. Two strands.

Only Luo Xiaoyi was fine, walking around the alley with his hands in his hands.

After a while, he squatted in the corner and picked out his fingers.

"What did you find?" Li Quan leaned in and asked.

"The situation has been put into place, someone has trapped us here with the Tiankeng Town Method!" Luo Xiaoyi squatted and replied.

"What's that?" Li Quan scratched his head.

"The Tiankeng Town Method is a method of controlling people, and this method is simple and easy to implement. And it works. When casting the spell, dig a pit in front of the opponent's door or on the path that the opponent must pass, draw a Taiji diagram in the pit, write the opponent's name on the nine pieces of yellow paper with nine pieces of yellow paper, write a name on each piece of yellow paper, and place the nine yellow paper crosses with names on top of each other in the pit, with the name facing up. Use a porcelain bowl, draw five thunder charms with cinnabar on the bowl, or draw five thunder charms on a piece of yellow paper, cover it with the seal of "Taoist Master's Treasure", and paste it in the bowl. The bowl buckle rests on nine sheets of paper with names on them.

with a new green brick. Draw Taishan town symbols with cinnabar on the bricks, draw Taishan side symbols on the left and right sides of the bricks, and place the bricks flat on the bowl, with the charms facing up.

To ask the gods is to burn some of the yellow paper in the pit and inform the gods of what to do. Lay the pit well, and as long as the other party passes through the pit, they will be trapped in place. ”

"So what?" Li Quan saw that Luo Xiaoyi had an extra object in his hand.

"The solution is very simple, take out the bricks, bowls, and yellow paper with names in the pit to crack it." Luo Xiaoyi stood up, with a bowl on the brick in his hand, and yellow paper in the bowl.

Everyone followed Luo Xiaoyi. After a while, I walked under the street lamp of the civilized world.

"How did you do all this?" Zhang Wei asked.

"Summer vacation, Zheng Jianan!" Luo Xiaoyi recalled with a smile.

Zhang Wei and Li Quan walked into the smoky conference room with red eyes and reported on the situation last night.

Everyone in the room had different expressions. The atmosphere is solemn.

"My proposal is twofold. First, arrange for the construction team to excavate No. 37 as soon as possible, break the possible hidden tunnels, and find out the missing police.

Second, organize a task force to go to Kongtong Mountain to search for Lingbaoda. ”

No matter how weird it sounds. After all, there are police officers missing.

The task force was quickly established, and the investigation team began to investigate the organizational relationship of Lingbaoda.

The investigation team checked all the files of Lingbao University and found that Lingbao University was a black household at all, what educated youth from Shanghai, and what support for the construction of the great northwest, all of them were nonsense, and this person lived in a lie made up orally.

Not to mention the search of Kongtong Mountain.

The only clue to the relationship of the pot maker proves that there is no such person at all, and there is no such person.

As for the Zhengyi Sect, in Pingliang, it has completely disappeared.

There is no way to find out.

At this moment, there was a terrifying progress in the excavation of No. 37.

When the construction team carried out the overall excavation of No. 37 Jiuda Road, after demolishing the main building, a crude vat was excavated at the foundation three meters underground, and inside the vat was a young woman and two children, a man and a woman, who were suspected to be dead, with their bodies intact and their faces as usual.

Later, the old neighbor identified the three people as the wife and two children of the missing Lingbaoda.

However, the missing police have not been found.

Zhang Wei hurriedly drafted a report, characterizing the No. 37 Jiuda Road incident as a major criminal case, and submitted it to the Ministry of Public Security, requesting that Lingbao University be issued a Class A wanted warrant nationwide.

Many of the mysteries of No. 37 have not yet been solved, where did the missing detectives go, and how all kinds of strange phenomena in the original house were formed. These can only be solved one by one after pinning hope on the arrest of Lingbao and returning to the case.

After it was determined that Lingbaoda's wife and children could be characterized as brain-dead, and the body did not decompose.

A team led by Forensic Doctor Zhang performed an autopsy on the three of them.

The internal organs are intact and the skin tissue is normal. Blood flow and cellular metabolism are all suspended. Anthropologically incredible, too many mysteries begin to ferment like a storm.

Zhang Wei walked out of the door of the autopsy room, and the reddish sky hung down wordlessly.

The phone rang.

As soon as he answered, it was Luo Xiaoyi.

"What are you going to do when you find Lingbaoda?"

"What the legal process does, just do it."

"What has happened is already terrible, and what happens again should be terrible."

"What do you mean?"

"Thank you for not being sensitive, there is nothing to be done!" After speaking, Luo Xiaoyi hung up the phone.

"Director Zhang. Something happened! The police officer ran in front of him sweating profusely.

"Panic, don't chatter!"

"Lingbaoda has just surrendered to the city bureau."

Zhang Wei got into the car in a hurry and came to the city bureau.

I chatted with the comrades of the city bureau and cleaned up. Walked into the interrogation room.

Lingbao watched Zhang Wei walk in without moving, his eyes were like water, and he was as quiet as a virgin.

"Lingbao big?" Zhang Wei asked.

"Are you Zhang Wei?" Lingbao asked rhetorically.

"I am."

"Why aren't you trapped to death?"

"There is a person who has broken your formation."

"Luo Xiaoyi, right?"

"You know, ask me what I'm doing."

"I made a mistake. He shouldn't have been involved. ”

"Let's talk about you."

"Where are you going to start?"

"I don't know."

Lingbao laughed, like a god laughing at the intelligence of humans.

"What did you do with my three spirit boys?"

"Spirit child?"

"It's my wife and children in my social relationships."

"Dissected."

Zhang Wei instantly felt a murderous aura drifting out of Lingbao's body, and the entire room suddenly turned into ice. The sight glass cracked silently, and the glass shattered all over the place.

The police behind the mirror panicked and prepared to draw their guns.

"I used a Jiazi to refine the creation, and you ruined me like this!" Lingbao's tone was cold and furious. The entire interrogation room shook violently.

The police were stunned by the Lingbao bell through the cracked observation mirror.

"We just follow the procedure of autopsy of human corpses, and our perception is that we have to do this." Zhang Wei said sincerely.

"I'm just talking to you." After Lingbao finished speaking, the police officers who had a mental short-circuit returned to normal. looked at Zhang Wei in panic.

The latter waved his hand and signaled for all to leave.

After the police officers withdrew, Lingbao opened his mouth, "You are stupid, but you are smarter. ”

"I just have a heart of awe."

"Hmph, human."

"Aren't you?"

"I'll tell you two things." Lingbaoda stood up and spread his hands, and the handcuffs in his hands broke silently.

"After the old man No. 36 was killed by his own son, relying on the energy field of my house, the thing that was out of the body temporarily existed, and he called to report the case, and your police went to investigate. Then exposed my house.

Two. I didn't know what was going on, so I had to destroy all of you who were there. ”

"What about the missing policeman?" Zhang Wei asked.

"I can't find it."

"Let him go."

"I can't find it anymore."

Zhang Wei was silent for a while, and then opened his mouth, "What are you going to do with all this?" ”

"Take me back to the 37th, where I'll make a settlement." Lingbao began to walk towards the gate.

"One last question." Zhang Wei opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Say."

"That call from 1956. The voice that speaks is neither male nor female, it's your three spirit children, right? ”

"That's another story." Lingbao pushed the door out.

"Director Zhang, what is this?" The policemen at the door asked in surprise and inexplicably.

"Now take Lingbaoda to identify the scene, you go and prepare." Zhang Wei took off his police uniform and covered Lingbao's big hand. One after the other, walk to the parking lot.

The former site of No. 37, which was razed to the ground, watched the arrival of the Lingbao group in the misty wind. Lingbao walked to the ruins. Suddenly laughed, bohemian, mocking and disdainful.

The entire person who entered the old site found that there was a layer of fog around him, and no one could see anyone clearly at a distance of more than ten centimeters.

The policemen shouted loudly, and randomly found that there were some golden lights in the mist, floating in the mist, countless of them, as if they were charms, unable to get close and unable to get out.

After the fog dissipated, the spirit treasure was gone, and the evil wind dissipated no more.

Zhang Wei leaned in front of the tank to see that there was a middle-aged man with a ruddy face lying inside, and he recognized at a glance that this was the murderer who killed his father on the 36th.

"And then?" Luo Xiaoyi sat in Zhang Wei's Toyota cruiser and fanned the smoke drifting towards him.

Of course, no one will believe these dictations at all. Therefore, the case of No. 37 Jiuda Road was finally defined as a murder case, and in the official archives, Lingbao committed suicide after killing his entire family. ”

"Say something exciting." Luo Xiaoyi yawned.

"Three corpses of spirit children in the dissection room." Zhang Wei's eyes were blazing and he didn't speak.

"It's definitely gone, too." Luo Xiaoyi took over the conversation.

"What do you think?" Zhang Wei snuffed out the cigarette butt.

Luo Xiaoyi's eyes were long, and he was silent for a while, "I said it, thank you for not being sensitive, helpless!" (To be continued.) )