Lin Jinghao didn't sleep well all night, he was thinking about how to talk to the fourteen-year-old tomorrow.

It was already twelve o'clock in the night. "Bang, bang, bang," there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

'Who's knocking at the door so late?' Lin Jinghao got up from the bed, walked to the living room and opened the door, but there was no one outside the door. Poked his head out and looked into the hallway, but there was still no one.

Closing the door, as soon as he sat on the sofa, there was a knock on the door again, and Lin Jinghao stood up, about to go and see again, who was playing a prank?

A man's voice suddenly sounded behind him, startling Lin Jinghao. "Officer Lin, I'm here."

'There's a guy behind you?' He spun around sharply, his hands raised, ready to defend.

A slender figure floated in directly from the window and landed in front of Lin Jinghao: "They told me that there is a policeman here who can see people's souls, it turns out that it is true." ”

"Lao Fu?" This is the first time Lin Jinghao has seen this man, standing in front of him - the man in front of him, who is more than 1.75 meters tall and weighs about 50 kilograms, is Lao Fu, who has just died not long ago!

"Director Lin should be used to seeing ghosts, why is he still surprised?" Lao Fu's ghost is not as bitter as the person who has just passed away, and it seems that he has gladly accepted his death.

"Did you make the ultrasonic transmitter for the ghost building?" Lin Jinghao calmed down and asked.

"In this film, who else can make this kind of high-precision equipment but me? I know you're all going to find me sooner or later. "Lao Fu's words are not without arrogance,

"Did you kill that old man too?" 'Dead people' should not tell lies, Lin Jinghao believes this.

"Old man? I just made a device, but I didn't expect it to kill myself, where would I have the courage to kill others? ”

"Who told you to make that device?" Lin Jinghao wants to understand the truth of the matter from the side.

"I don't know, people paid a high price, only let me do it, put it on the overhead layer, and the money people also put it in advance, unlike you, you have to pay back." Lao Fu seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Lin Jinghao's deliberate counteroffer.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Lin Jinghao could only quickly change the topic: "Then have you seen who the murderer of you is?" After asking for a long time, he didn't ask anything, so Lin Jinghao had to be more direct.

"To be honest, I also want to know who is going to kill me? All I saw was that he was wearing a bloody mask and looked so scary, like a vampire. Lao Fu said, with a frightened expression on his face again.

"Big brother, you don't know anything, I don't know what I can help you?" After asking for a long time, Lin Jinghao was a little frustrated, and he sat directly on the sofa.

"I came to ask Officer Lin to bring a message to my son, my father is sorry for him in his life. Let him go to his grandma, not to his heartless mother.

Then, in the water tank of the flush toilet, there were two passbooks, which were reserved for him to read, and the password was his birthday.

It's better that I'm dead, otherwise, sooner or later, this money will be lost by me. Let him study hard in the future, and don't follow his father's example in the future. ”

Lin Jinghao sat up straight when he listened, this old man seems to be here to explain the future, and if he can do this, it is not hopeless, but he may have too poor self-control and can't withstand the temptation of drugs.

"Don't worry, I'll do it for you." Hearing the end, Lin Jinghao was a little inexplicably moved.

"Finally, Xiaoqin asked me to tell you that when the ghost building buried four ghost piles in the town, there was also a book, and after reading this book, you will know if what she said is true?"

"Books? What book? Where exactly is it buried? Lin Jinghao finally heard something that interested him. I was about to ask carefully, but I disappeared when I came back.

Only a sentence drifted from the air: "My murderer should be a woman, and I can smell her perfume." ”

"Woman? Book? Lin Jinghao suddenly had a lot to ask, but Lao Fu had already disappeared into the night sky.

'Lao Fu mentioned Xiaoqin just now! Then, it must have been Xiaoqin who asked him to come to him. It seems that Xiaoqin is still waiting for herself to rescue them. What kind of book is the 'book' she is talking about? This book must record the truth about the ghost building and the ghost pile in the four towns, but how can I find this book? ’

The next day, because of the conversation with Lao Fu's 'himself' the night before, Lin Jinghao did not participate in the inquiry. He just asked Dashu to go to Lao Fu's house again, took out the two passbooks wrapped in sealed plastic bags from the toilet tank, and delivered them to the children.

As for Dashu asking him how he knew the location and password of Lao Fu's hiding things, he just calmly prevaricated with the psychology of a drug dealer.

didn't get any new clues, so Lin Jinghao personally drove to pick up the child's grandmother, and asked Pei Feng to send them away after the child's crying and grandma's thousand thanks.

Pang Yu's appraisal report came over, and Lao Fu was directly struck by the neck artery from behind, resulting in neck compression, resulting in insufficient blood supply to the brain and death due to lack of oxygen.

"Isn't it, just slashed to death with one palm?" Pei Feng looked at the report, a little incredulous, and he gestured as he spoke.

"Under normal circumstances, this kind of neck attack will only cause the victim to be in a temporary coma for ordinary people, but if it is a ruthless hand from Lian Jiazi, he can be killed with one blow." Lin Jinghao is a master of martial arts, and he has the most say in this regard.

"You mean, it's a professional killer?" Pei Feng looked at Lin Jinghao in disbelief, because for him, there was no need to use a professional killer to deal with a weak drug addict like Lao Fu.

"I can't say that people are professional killers, I mean this person, he must have been professionally trained in this area, such as taekwondo, karate, martial arts, etc., and the level is not low."

"Then if that's the case, we'll be able to check, we just need to check this community, if there are any masters in this area." Pei Feng understood what Lin Jinghao meant.

"Yes, you and Dashu will go to investigate immediately, and the special focus is not to miss the female masters!" Lin Jinghao commanded.

"Female..."Pei Feng wanted to speak and stopped, this elder had some ideas that were different from ordinary people, which was simply incredible.

"I'll go too." Gu Qing also took the initiative to ask to go together.

"Okay, stay safe." Lin Jinghao nodded.

Walking out of the police station, Pei Feng looked at Gu Qing and muttered, "Do you think Lin is a little strange?" ”

"What's so strange?" Gu Qing was already very happy to be able to go out in the field, she didn't think about it so much.

"The one who can slash people to death with one palm should be a man at first glance, why should he focus on women?"

"Yes, how did he know that there was a passbook hidden in someone's water tank, more than a million?" The big tree also chimed in, it turned out that he hadn't figured it out either.

"You two don't chirp crookedly, Lin has always done things unexpectedly, what's so strange?" Although Gu Qing said this, in fact, she also felt a little suspicious in her heart.

Obviously, after seeing Lao Fu's figure, he had already listed him as the first suspect in the ruin case, and Lin Jinghao himself once agreed with this opinion. Why did he change his mind completely after one night? And looking at his appearance, Lao Fu has been eliminated from the ranks of murderers. Is it because he's dead? ’

Gu Qing didn't understand this either!

As soon as Gu Qing and the others left, Lin Jinghao also walked out of the office, and he was going to go to a place alone-Qingshan Town Library.

"I'll go out for a while," said a greeting to a colleague, and Lin Jinghao got on his motorcycle alone and went straight to the library.

On such an afternoon, the weather was a bit hot and humid, and it looked like it was about to rain. When I came to the library and parked the car, today's library is still as quiet as yesterday, and even Lin Jinghao walked in, and no one noticed his arrival.

"Hmm," Lin Jinghao coughed dryly deliberately.

"Director Lin," a dry cough woke up Uncle Xu, who was sitting drowsy behind the counter.

"Yes, Uncle Xu." Since Lao Fu talked about books, Lin Jinghao could only come to the library to ask, which is an idea that normal people will have.

"Are you borrowing some books today?" It's rare for someone to come at this time, Uncle Xu stood up and said.

"I want to borrow a book, but I don't know if there is such a book. What he recorded should be some local legends and allusions that happened here. ”

"Isn't that a local chronicle? You also read it last time, we only have such a unique book here, do you want to see it again? "Uncle Xu cleans up books here every day, and he knows everything about what books are stored in this library.

"Is this the only one? But the last time I looked at his record, it didn't seem to be very complete, and there were any older ones. Lin Jinghao remembered that the book only recorded the events that occurred after the Xinhai Revolution, and there was no record before that.

"Are you looking for information before the Xinhai Revolution?" Uncle Xu is not the administrator here, not to mention the lone book, he also participated in the copying.

"yes, why isn't there a previous record?"

"Director Lin, you can't have heard of any legends, have you? Before that, there was indeed a more detailed local chronicle, but due to some myths and legends about this place, it was later forbidden to consult it, and later, the whereabouts were unknown. I'm too, listening to the original librarian Uncle Zhang. Uncle Xu looked at Lin Jinghao and said in disbelief.

"Is Uncle Zhang still there?" Lin Jinghao is now anxious to see this ancient local chronicle.

"Uncle Zhang died a few years ago, and no one knows the whereabouts of this book now." Uncle Xu snorted and smiled apologetically at Lin Jinghao...