After walking for more than 20 minutes, the members of the funeral society stopped in front of a two-story building. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Oak looked around in surprise.

He had no idea that the stronghold of the so-called funeral society would be on the commercial street.

However, then it was a sudden moment.

It is only in the commercial street with a large flow of people that it will make people suspicious when they encounter those strange people, especially when they see the strange-shaped ornaments and tattoo parlor signboards hanging on the outer wall, the old inspector nodded slightly.

With such a cover-up, no matter how strange the person is, it will not be strange.

You know, there was a 'vampire fever' a few years ago, but someone really made four vampire teeth and put them on their gums.

Bite!

Lee unlocked the door and pushed it in.

The wind chimes hanging behind the door rang crisply, and the old inspector followed, raising his eyes to look.

The eyesight is a poster and collection of tattoo patterns, which is no different from the tattoo parlor in people's impression.

Subconsciously, his gaze looked to the second floor.

"The second floor is where I work, and the basement is the reception room."

Lee said with a smile.

Then, he made a gesture of please to the old inspector.

Without any hesitation, the old inspector walked underground.

As early as when the funeral club members led the way, he guessed who was going to see him.

At the same time, he also guessed what the other party saw him for.

Therefore, he did not need to hesitate at all.

Following a sloping wooden staircase, the old inspector entered the reception room underground.

In a small hall, Kina, Tanya, and Chen Zheng, who had met once, were talking around the small round coffee table, and when they heard the creak of the wooden staircase, they immediately stopped and looked at the old inspector with their eyes.

"I want to see the ...... of the 'Dead Bird'"

"My knight will not look at mortals casually!"

"Humph!"

"Hello Detective!"

Before the old inspector could finish his words, three very different answers appeared.

Even if it is the wind and waves, the old detective has a headache at this moment.

One is completely immersed in his own world with a sickly face, and the other has a cold face as if someone else owes millions.

The remaining one looks normal.

If you put that dumb look aside.

Immediately, the old detective made the wisest choice - rely on his own search.

After all, it's just an underground reception room, and there are only three rooms.

Out of three rooms, these children will inevitably occupy one or two.

Depending on the character they show, if you choose a room......

So......

Just when the old detective speculated that Qin Ran would choose that room, Qin Ran's voice had already sounded.

"Inspector Oak?"

"Please get here!"

In the last room, in the corner room, Qin Ran's words sounded.

The old detective walked briskly and pushed open the door.

Then, just as he was about to step in, he had to retract his steps.

There was no place to stay on the carpet of the whole room.

Book.

The books spread out look messy, but they seem to be placed on the ground in a very orderly manner.

Not only on the floor, but also on the bed and sofa, there are stacks of books.

Judging from the paper alone, these books are a few years old.

"I'm sorry!"

Qin Ran, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up from the carpet with an apologetic smile, and he carefully put away the books one by one, and 'opened' a way for the old detective.

At the same time, he moved the two stacks of books on the sofa to the bed and invited the old detective to sit down.

Puzzled, the old detective sat down.

Although the experience is getting richer and richer, but the energy is declining with age, the continuous overtime in the past is nothing to the old detective, but now the overnight rescue has made the old detective feel unbearable, and the old detective who leaned on the soft sofa and relaxed his body a little looked at Qin Ran.

"You want to tell me that you weren't the one who stole the portrait of Ellitelgar?"

The old detective asked.

"Do you think it's me?"

Qin Ran didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"I don't know!"

"I want to judge by my common sense, but in the face of people like you, my common sense is not useful at all, so, I don't know!"

The old detective was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said in a frank tone.

Qin Ran couldn't help but smile at the honest old detective, he casually picked up the folder that was placed beside him and handed it over.

Oak looked at the folder in his hand, which was obviously old, and opened it with doubt.

Inside is a medical record.

"Spirit?"

"Problems with the heart, liver, kidneys?"

Looking at the words on it, the old detective's brows became tighter and tighter.

With his knowledge of medicine, it is impossible for anyone who has one of the above diseases to survive, but the spirit who was born with these diseases has survived and is still healthy.

If not accidental......

Wait a minute!

The old detective, who had thought of something, suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Ran.

"That's what you think, 'Spirit' is the murderer of the serial suicide case of Shenghui Middle School."

Qin Ran said in a light tone.

"Even to live, to kill...... It's not right either! ”

The old inspector said with a frown.

Qin Ran shrugged.

He didn't have any evaluation.

Not only to the spirit, but also to the old inspector.

After opening the folder last night, he knew why the Spirit did what he did.

Stay alive.

Simple but hard.

For those who have not experienced despair, they will not know what kind of pain it is.

But after experiencing the pain of despair, the desire for life is enough to make people desperate.

It's like......

He's average.

Of course, Qin Ran didn't regret it, maybe because of his empathy, he would sympathize with the 'spirit', but the enemy is the enemy, and he won't show mercy.

After adjusting his mood, Qin Ran said: "Look, I helped you find out the truth of the case in Shenghui Middle School that you wanted, can you help me now?" ”

"I can't help you with the theft you're caught in!"

"That rich man is not something that my little detective can say, not even the mayor!"

Apparently the old detective had misunderstood.

"No, I don't need you to talk to him, I need what you can do...... Help me find out the whole story of this theft, and it would be better to have detailed information! ”

"Well, it's not difficult for you, is it?"

Qin Ran waved his hand.

"Okay!"

The old inspector nodded immediately.

As Qin Ran said, this is not difficult for him, there is such a theft, and it is really normal for him, the detective, to be involved.

Moreover, the resolute old detective immediately took action.

It's just that when he walked to the door, the old detective suddenly asked.

"With that guy's ability, it's not difficult to investigate such a thing, right?"

Who is that guy?

Naturally, it was Li, a member of the funeral society.

"I don't trust him."

Qin Ran replied.

"A wise choice."

The old detective nodded, didn't say any more, and left the place quickly.

Listening to the footsteps of the old inspector leaving, Qin Ran closed the door, raised his hand and rubbed his swollen eyebrows, and then looked at the bird's nest hidden behind a stack of books.

In the nest, the pigeon-egg-sized egg was beating slowly. (To be continued.) )