Chapter 2: The Publication of the Dead 1
The recent H city doesn't seem to be very peaceful, although H has never been a peaceful place, but it's quite rare to get into a fuss because of one thing recently. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
After waking up early, he departed directly, and refused to take a taxi along the way, Andrew drove directly to the place he had agreed with last night. got out of the car and entered a teahouse, and when Andrew walked into the private room on the innermost side of the teahouse, Yin Ge had already arrived.
In addition to Yin Ge in the private room, there was also a man sitting, not very old, not very fair, with a healthy complexion, although the figure was not particularly strong, but the body still naturally exuded a majestic atmosphere.
The two of them sat in the teahouse like that, and the man stared at the cup of tea in front of him, as if he was thinking about something. As for Yin Song on the side, the tarot cards she carried with her were spread out on the table, spreading out into a fan shape, and she just reached out and pressed one of them, intending to draw it out.
The fingertips had just touched the pressure, and before he could extract it, Yin Ge sensed Andrew's entry. Maintaining the action of drawing cards, Yin Ge looked up, and then said.
"It's late!" smiled and laughed, but Andrew was really not a person who knew how to be funny, he just glanced at Yin Ge, and then walked in and sat directly opposite the man, and said, "The client this time? ”
The boring direct inquiry called Yin Ge dislike "cut", but it was only a smack of her tongue, and soon she resumed her original smile and said: "That's right, it's the client this time, not only does the entrusted matter interest you, but the identity of the client is also very interesting." Don't you say, Officer Fan? ”
The last sentence was directed at the man who was called a police officer, perhaps it was the first time he had taken on such a task, and asked Yin Ge to ask the young officer this for a moment, and he instantly looked a little restrained. frowned unnaturally, obviously entangled in being a people's policeman, instead of relying on science, he came here to seek the help of two god sticks, and whether he would be despised by the people if he spread it.
The first time to take on such a task, I am afraid that every policeman will have to endure such a mental struggle in his heart, and Yin Ge's favorite thing is to deal with the rookie little police officer. Looking at Fan Li's frowning and frowning look of complete disbelief, Yin Ge smiled.
"Don't be nervous, every police officer who has just come into contact with us is just like you, but it's okay, I'll get used to it after a few more contacts."
"I'm not nervous." Yin Ge's ridicule obviously made Fan Li a little uncomfortable, and he looked at her directly and subconsciously replied, but he was used to responding to Yin Ge with such a positive color, and he smiled lightly and said: "You are exactly the same as when your Xiao team first met our people, and their reaction is exactly the same, it's really cute." It's rare to see such a cute little newcomer, why don't I help you with divination for free, how about it? ”
When the words fell, the tarot cards that were originally facing no one suddenly turned around, and the fan moved forty-five degrees to the right, facing Fan Li. These gods and ghosts Fan Li really couldn't convince himself to accept it, and when his brows were furrowed to the extreme, Andrew, who was sitting on the side drinking tea and watching Yin Song flirt with the people's police, spoke.
"Is this order commissioned or not? If you don't want to go into details, I'll go first, time is precious, and I don't have time to waste it with you. A sentence was inserted like this, although the words were not good, but it was also a relief for Fan Li. It was also because of Andrew's interjection that Yin Ge gave up persuading Fan Li to draw a card, and his fingertips swiped the cards on the table, and the tarot cards were stacked together as if they were alive.
"Really, as always, impatient, unpleasant. But that's right, time is indeed precious, so Officer Fan, can you please elaborate on the specific details of this order? She was just a middleman, although it was funny to ridicule the people's police, but the work had to be completed in a hurry, so she could only accept her own preferences immediately, and then reminded Fan Li that time was urgent.
Seriously, Fan Li really didn't believe this, even if it was his immediate boss who delivered this task, he felt that his boss's brain was pumped, how could there be nonsense in this world. Although he didn't believe in this kind of myth and ghost in his heart, since he came, he could only honestly complete his task. Immediately, under the gaze of the two, Fan Li took out a file bag from the backpack next to him, and then put the file bag on the table and said.
"There have been so many murders in the city recently, I think you should all know about it, but I still have to make a personal statement, although I was assigned to carry out this mission, but I don't believe in any ghosts and gods at all, I firmly believe that the recent case is just a vicious murder case of someone pretending to be a ghost, and the police will definitely be able to catch the criminal."
As a people's policeman, he must stick to his principles, but obviously, the two people on the side of his declaration of adherence seem to have chosen not to hear it. Reaching out and moving the file bag over, and then pulling out the contents of it, Yin Ge said while rolling and raising his eyebrows.
"This is the report of these recent cases? Wow, did the undead publish a curse notice? ”
"You gods, where are the undead and curses in this world?"
"If not? So little officer, can you explain this thing, and these recent cases, why? Poked at the few things taken out of the file bag, and saw that Fan Li was choked by her and couldn't speak, Yin Ge threw those things in front of Andrew and said.
"Come, look, this is the first-hand information that the police only got there, and you can't get it anywhere else."
Throwing it in front of him, the stack of newspapers and materials were scattered, and in addition to some materials, there were six morning newspapers in the file bag given by Fan Li. The morning newspaper is the most common type of newspaper on the market, and although few people subscribe to the morning newspaper in modern technology, there are still a few street vendors selling morning newspapers in the city. The morning newspaper, a news-carrying mode that should have gradually disappeared from people's field of vision, has recently become popular again, and the reason why it has regained people's popularity is not because of anything else, but because of the front-page news of newspapers these days.
Picking up one of them, Andrew's attention was directly attracted by the front page, not because of how the news on the front page was traction, but because the front page of this newspaper was so terrifying that people didn't dare to take a second look at it.
The first page of a newspaper should normally be color, usually a major news headline of recent times, but this one in their hands is very special. The entire front page of the newspaper has no news, no international situation, and the entire page is black. The pitch-black front page is printed with two candles, a black bottom and a white candle, which makes this newspaper reveal an indescribable weirdness. In particular, in the middle of the front page, there is also a frame commonly used for portraits of dead people, and the man in the frame is embedded in the frame, and his head seems to have been hit by something, and his head is sunken and even his brain is bursting out, which is extremely infiltrating. And under this seeping image there is a blood-red text, a dark red color, which is the unique color after the blood has dried up. The dark red marked words seem to be a reminder of who is looking for the person on the posthumous portrait, and there is a text at the bottom of each morning newspaper, and the description of the text becomes more and more detailed and targeted as the time of the morning report approaches.
This newspaper was the one it had been five days earlier, and it had appeared silently on the front page of the newspaper five days earlier morning. At first, the citizens didn't care at all, after all, who had nothing to subscribe to a useless newspaper these days, but in the next few days, almost every day, the front page of the news was published with a portrait of the tragic death of different people and the white candle with a ghostly atmosphere, and the death notice of the undead in this newspaper also exploded in H City.
A notice every day, initiated in the morning, will inevitably die in the city of H that day, the notice in the newspaper, the person in the portrait, with the death method in the newspaper, will inevitably die tragically on the same day.
It's been five days in a row, and so far four people have died, but the police can't find any clues, and the news of the undead in the newspaper looking for a substitute ghost is even more spread in H City.
Five morning newspapers, corresponding to the information of five people, four of whom have died. The photos at the scene are similar to the height of the posthumous portraits in the newspapers, which always makes people feel inexplicably panicked. As Andrew swept through and picked up the last newspaper, Andrew said as he looked at the woman with her broken head almost pressed against her heels in the portrait on the front page of the morning newspaper today.
"This is the person who the undead are going to take away today."
"There is no undead newspaper at all, this must be a gimmick deliberately made by a perverted murderer, this person's identity has been found out in our bureau, and now there is someone to protect him 24 hours a day, and he will never let that person succeed."
"Which pervert? The pervert in your mouth is quite rich, photocopied so many newspapers for five days in a row, and had to put them on the stall newspaper silently, which is quite capable. As soon as these words fell, Fan Li was choked up again, and when the words fell, looking at Fan Li's deflated face, Andrew said again.
"Twenty-four hour staring? Do you think it's useful to stare at it 24 hours a day? ”
"Of course!" Li Gai's face was deflated just now, and Fan Li said confidently. A police officer who has just graduated from the police academy always has an indescribable self-confidence, which Andrew has never been able to understand. Confident people are indeed admirable, but people who don't understand anything but are blindly confident are ridiculous.
His eyes had been removed from the portrait in the newspaper, and the pair of eyes that fell on Fan Li seemed to be able to directly probe through the skin on his body to the root of the skin, and he stared at Fan Li for a long time, Andrew said.
"If the 24-hour personal protection can really save this woman's life, your police will not let you place this order at all." With his hand on the newspaper and his fingertips poking at the bloody face of the woman in the portrait, Andrew said suddenly.
"It's almost time."
As soon as the words fell, the mobile phone rang suddenly in the private room, and after listening to the ring, Fan Li hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and only listened to Fan Li's "hey" when he connected the phone, followed by a brief silence, and he didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Fan Li's face was shocked. As if hearing something unbelievable, Fan Li froze there with his mobile phone, and only after a while did he see him holding his mobile phone and asking loudly.
"What, what did you just say? The woman? The woman died? ”