Chapter 319: Spiritualism

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"I've checked, I've carefully investigated everything within fifty meters of the straight line, including the roof of the building, I know the truth, you guys don't have to enter the house at all, right?"

Fang Shi shrugged his shoulders and did not answer the obvious question, in fact, if someone uses the Great Altar mode to open it, fifty meters away? 5,000 meters is OK!

Of course, the premise is that you need to do some small tricks on Song Lixian's body in advance, but if Song Lixian's killing was premeditated, or even done by someone he knew, Fang Shi's idea is actually valid.

From just now, Fang Shi found that there are some yin and evil qi in this room that has not completely dissipated, the attributes of this qi are biased and fearful, although the breath is not strong, but it gives people a very bad feeling, Fang Shi's intuition is that there is a 'ghost' that has appeared in this kind of situation.

"Okay, there's nothing to see here, and you've all dug into the ground, and you've found everything you need to find, and I can't find what you can't find, so let's go see the corpse."

Huang Zhiguo glanced at Fang Shi with some disappointment, and nodded in agreement.

Half an hour later, Huang Zhiguo and Fang Shi were already in the morgue of the police station.

It's cold inside the morgue, not only because of the refrigeration equipment, but also because of the perennial sinister atmosphere here, which makes normal people feel uncomfortable in this environment. In fact, no one likes to be around the dead.

A medical examiner retrieved the body from the freezer. Place on a dissecting table. The corpse has been stripped naked and examined, just right, when Fang Shi and they finish reading, the forensic doctor will put the corpse's clothes back on, after all, someone will come to identify the corpse tomorrow, and it is still necessary to make the image look better.

Fang Shi glanced at it from a distance, and saw that Song Lixian, who was still alive not long ago, was now lying on the morgue, and his heart was also a little uncomfortable.

He is not a professional forensic doctor. The study of corpses is definitely not as good as forensic medicine, and the experience of the rivers and lakes is definitely not as good as that of Fayan monks, so Fang Shi never thought that he could see anything from the corpse, what he wanted to see was the qi on the corpse, if this person was killed by magic, then the residual qi was definitely not dispersed so quickly.

You must know that Song Li is a warlock, and his spiritual power index is nearly twenty points, and if he wants to kill such a warlock silently, the amount of power required must be strong. And the more powerful the force, the easier it is to leave traces.

This is what the ashlar needs to find. This trace does not need to be close to the corpse, the square stone from a distance can be seen from Song Lixian's corpse, this breath is completely consistent with the attributes of the trace of breath left in the room where the incident occurred, that is to say, Song Lixian died of magic without accident, and now the question is who killed him with magic? Of course, Fang Shi was also somewhat interested in the killing technique itself.

Huang Zhiguo looked at Fang Shi frowning and hiding far away, he couldn't help but feel a little funny, this 'master' seems to have a very childish side, in fact, Huang Zhiguo's impression of Fang Shi in his heart has always stayed in the state when he first met, Huang Zhiguo always felt that Fang Shi was a very simple person.

"Well, let's go."

Fang Shi only glanced at it a few times, then turned his head and walked out, took two steps and suddenly turned back and said, "Officer Huang, if you don't ask Master Fa Yan to ask for something to drive away evil qi in this place, working here for a long time will affect your body and spirit." ”

"Huh?! What the? Oh yes."

"People will put some evil things in other mortuaries, but this is the police station, and those are not good-looking." The forensic doctor suddenly interjected with a smile, Fang Shi's image was not very good, and the forensic doctor couldn't figure out who Fang Shi was, but Fang Shi's reminder was a good intention, so the forensic doctor still explained patiently.

"There are many forms of things in the town, not necessarily eye-catching things, that's what I said, you can do it yourself, let's go, Officer Huang."

"Oh, okay, that's it?"

"Okay, what's so nice about the corpse, let's go, what's on him? I'm going to see. ”

"Oh, let's go to the evidence room." Huang Zhiguo said and turned back to the forensic doctor and said, "Something will be sent later, you sort it out, don't let the family have an opinion." ”

"I know it."

"By the way, I'll do the town's things."

The forensic doctor was stunned, he really wanted to get the town! It seems that this young man with a poor image still seems to have a lot of weight, so what he said about the impact on people's bodies and spirits is probably not false.

Dealing with dead people all day long, the forensic doctor actually has more or less knowledge of some mysterious and incomprehensible things, and when Fang Shi and Huang Zhiguo walked away, the forensic doctor looked back at the corpse lying on the morgue, listening to the buzzing machine in the quiet morgue, and couldn't help but shudder.

Soon, in a compartment outside the evidence room, all the things on Song Lixian's body were delivered, these things were packed separately in plastic evidence bags, and then hit a basket, Huang Zhiguo put on gloves, put things on the table one by one, and filled a table.

The room was quiet, only the slight sizzling sound of the fluorescent lamp, and after the things were placed, Huang Zhiguo looked up at Fang Shi.

Fang Shi glanced at it, then stretched out his finger and pointed to a black clasp and a jade ring: "Leave these two, put the others away." ”

Huang Zhiguo's eyes lit up, and his expression began to get excited, like a police dog that had found clues.

Soon, Huang Zhiguo put everything else away and put it back in the basket, put the basket on the ground, and there was only a pendant with a rope and a jade-faced ring on the table, and the table looked empty.

"What's wrong with these two things?"

Fang Shi raised his head with a smile, looked at Huang Zhiguo, who was sitting opposite him and nodded a little excited, and shook his head again: "I don't know what to do, but all the things on his body are here?" ”

"Yes."

"Too little."

Huang Zhiguo was stunned: "What is too little?" ”

"I mean. There are too few things. I've met him a few times. He was wearing at least five magic weapons, and now there were only two left, and these two were still hidden magic weapons, what about the others? It can't be that the master of the Dharma Yan has gone away, right? ”

"How is that possible?! I was there at the time, and Master Fayan didn't take anything. ”

Huang Zhiguo replied to Fang Shi's ridicule very seriously, and Fang Shi laughed a little boringly.

"That's someone took it."

"You mean, the murderer was at the scene at the time, and then took some of Song Lixian's things?"

"Yes. That's what I guessed, I remember reading a news item that said that it was on a dead man's retina that could restore what he saw the most, right? ”

"Well, it's hard, and it's not very reliable."

Fang Shi pondered for a moment and said, "So, do you believe in using spiritualism?" ”

"Move, spiritualism? Are you saying that the souls of the dead really exist? ”

"Well, in a sense, but the soul is a mysterious thing. I don't comment, the so-called spiritualism may just be a mental remnant. ”

"This is not evidence though. However, we don't care about the evidence, we want the truth, we want to find out the possible danger behind it, and nip the danger in the bud, as long as nothing happens, it's all right. ”

Fang Shi nodded: "Then you call Master Fa Yan and see if he is ready." ”

"What are you ready for? What do you mean? ”

"That's all you have to say."

Fang Shi said with a playful smile, Huang Zhiguo took out the phone with some annoyance, this feeling of being kept in the dark was really uncomfortable.

The phone rang only once and it was connected, Master Fa Yan seemed to have been waiting for Huang Zhiguo's call, and as soon as the phone was connected, Fa Yan asked directly: "Officer Huang, did Master Fang promise to help?" ”

"Well, Master Fayan, are you preparing something?"

"Ha Luha said this, Master Fang has already promised to help, please tell him, everything is ready, the Spiritualism Altar has been completed, and he can come over and open the altar at any time."

"Uh, what kind of master are you guys, you can't open the altar yourself, and perform that kind of spiritualism?"

"Because the poor monk is not sure, do you think that spiritualism is a very simple spell? There is only one chance, and if you miss it, you will never have it again, in this case, the poor monk will naturally think of the more capable person first. ”

"Then why don't you ask Fang Shi yourself." Huang Zhiguo asked with some annoyance, but as soon as he said it, he regretted it, it was too unlevel.

However, Master Fayan replied very bluntly: "Because I owe too many debts, I don't want to talk about the debts after the debts have not been paid, hehe"

Huang Zhiguo looked at Fang Shi strangely, and Fang Shi shrugged his shoulders.

Huang Zhiguo sighed and said, "Okay, we will go over as soon as possible, should we go to Guangfa Temple?" ”

"Yes, the left courtyard of the back mountain of Guangfa Temple, I am waiting for you here."

Huang Zhiguo hung up the phone and puffed his teeth with some dissatisfaction: "I said, why are you guys so ghostly?" When did you find out about the Dharma Yan monk's intentions? ”

"From the beginning, I knew the Dao, this is common sense, in this case, using spiritualism is undoubtedly the best way, I'm just strange, it is said that the master of spiritualism is very good at it, after all, he is a monk."

"Huh? Does this have anything to do with monks? ”

"Monks prefer to study the soul."

Huang Zhiguo blinked, maybe, anyway, he didn't know what to say, so he thought Fang Shi was telling the truth.

"So now what do you know what the Tao is for? He said he wasn't sure. ”

"Spiritualism requires something."

"Corpses?"

"No, it's a magic weapon, or some special item, such as the eyes of the deceased, and of course, you can use a corpse."

Huang Zhiguo muttered a little in his heart, and he didn't know if Lu Dao Fangshi was confused about himself?

Fang Shi smiled and continued: "However, there is no need to trouble this time, because there are better things, that is, these two magic weapons, but unfortunately these two magic weapons are hidden magic weapons, to be honest, the level is not very good, it is likely that this will lead to the failure of the spiritualist technique, this may be the reason why the master of Fa Yan is reluctant to do it, of course, I can also maliciously speculate that this old fox is shirking responsibility." ”

Hearing Fang Shi's last words, Huang Zhiguo actually smiled and nodded: "Definitely!" ”

It seems that he was also angry with the old fox Fa Yan.

"Okay, let's go to Guangfa Temple with these two magic weapons, let's talk about it first, I'm being dragged by you to block the thunder, don't push it on me if it's bad."

"Don't worry, I'll push it on Monk Fayan, he's strong enough anyway."

"That's, oh, by the way, do you know how to draw?"

"Drawing?"

"Yes, drawing people, sketching or something?"

"This will be yes, but it's not very good."

"If you're not confident, find someone who is proficient in drawing, there should be someone like that in the police department."

"That's, I'll call." (To be continued......)