Bai Tang jumped down from the table and followed the code on the cabinet according to the number he said, "Ah, that's it." ”

He pulled the corpse open, and a corpse covered in bruises was exposed to the air, and then a faint stench permeated, the smell of the corpse's decay. Jiang Futing walked over and looked at the cold corpse lying on the corpse cabinet, this smell had been smelled by Xu Ping for too long in Xu Ping's memory.

At the beginning of the smell, his first reaction was a physiological desire to vomit, but he was trapped in his memory and could only be simply nauseous, and these smells did not even give him time to adapt at all.

From a point at first, to an area at the back, then a city, a city with the smell of erosion and ruins, long months.

Jiang Futing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quickly broke away from these gray memories.

Zhang Tong in front of him, the front of his entire upper body was cracked with large and small knife wounds.

Some wounds have some uneven scabs on the edges but still reveal the texture of the body, and some of the wounds even turn out the flesh directly, and some of the wounds still show signs of ulceration on the edges.

Some of the festers were also covered in a faint yellowish-brown color, similar to the indentations on the shoulders they had seen earlier in the photo.

"Noticed something different?" Bai Tang asked the person with a serious look on the side.

"Yes. There's a piece here, and here's. Jiang Futing pointed at the piece on Zhang Tong's body.

Bai Tang gestured to the place he pointed: "This is the mark left by the ghost contact." Normal souls will directly leave black marks when they come into contact with the human body, which is the yin qi that the ghost itself has left on it when it comes into contact with the human body. ”

"It's like when a human touches something, it leaves fingerprints."

Jiang Futing continued to observe the traces on Zhang Tong's body, "So now the fingerprints are gone, so what about the current one?" ”

"People will have indentations when they press things, and there will also be indentations on ghosts, just like these knife wounds, prenatal injuries and postmortem injuries can be distinguished according to life reactions, so the same." Bai Tang lay directly on the edge of the corpse cabinet, as if what was in front of him was just an ordinary puppet.

"If a ghost touches a person, there will also be a certain amount of force, and the one that shows it is the traces of the touch, and the severity of the contact is different, and the depth of the embodiment is different."

Jiang Futing followed his words and carefully observed the traces on Zhang Tong's shoulder, a bit like a handprint dragging it.

And the traces on this are conspicuous, indicating that the force has been on for a long time, so it will leave such obvious traces, and the color is very clear, and the strength of the ghost should be relatively large.

After he carefully and slowly looked at the traces on it, he said slowly: "The place where the incident occurred is a certain distance from the factory." ”

Bai Tang raised his eyebrows and gave an appreciative look, and the moment he stretched out his finger, a small drop of blood floated on the corpse, and his hands quickly sealed, "Soul Attraction!" ”

The floating blood suddenly trembled, and within a few seconds it exploded, falling apart, and then disappearing into dust.

Jiang Futing's heart sank by the red liquid that had just burst suddenly, and Bai Tang's expression

It doesn't look so good: "What's wrong?" ”

Bai Tang waved his long sleeves, and a gust of wind shook out of his sleeve robe: "The soul is gone." ”

Jiang Futing's eyes flickered, and there was a slight surprise in his clear eyes, and he said uncertainly: "It's hidden." ”

Bai Tang didn't answer him immediately, but took a small drop of blood again and probed it.

The result was still the same as just now, the dark red blood exploded again, turning into countless particles and melting into the air.

Jiang Futing didn't have any extra emotions when he saw this phenomenon again this time, he had already seen it once just now, and now he had a certain amount of psychological preparation, and he didn't feel surprised when his blood exploded.

But looking at Bai Tang's more and more serious face, things are probably not that simple.

Looking at the air where the blood was annihilated, Bai Tang stroked his fingers, and his voice was soft but with a hint of sighing: "It's gone, and it's not in this world anymore." ”

Although Jiang Futing had a faint answer in his heart, he still felt a little ripple in his heart when he heard the confirmed answer from Bai Tang's mouth.

He lowered his eyes and watched Bai Tang's palm cover Zhang Tong's body in the air, slowly stroking it from his head, and the ghost qi gushing out of his palm was like a light veil attached to it, floating over his palm.

It wasn't until the white palm rested on the bruised soles of his feet that Bai Tang withdrew his hand, and another drop of blood that was slightly larger than just now coagulated from it.

Jiang Futing smelled a different smell from this drop of blood, and his picturesque eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "The taste is different." ”

Bai Tang took out the cloth bag and took a small point, "It is very likely that it is a suspect, this blood is separated from the tissue that seeped into his back." ”

"The autopsy can also find out." Jiang Futing looked at the liquid in the air and said.

Bai Tang put away the bag and nodded: "Well, it seems that this ghost deliberately destroyed the body in order to cover up the traces of the original murderer's murder, but the details of the back were negligent." ”

Jiang Futing thought about it, but whether it was from Zhou Yue or Zhang Tong's body, he couldn't see the slightest ghostly energy.

He closed the corpse cabinet and thought for a moment: "The ghost who covered up the traces of murder and the one who scared Zhou Yue are the same?" ”

"It's very likely." Bai Tang said: "If nothing else, it is basically. And since this ghost is willing to cover up the traces of the murderer for the murderer, it means that the murderer and the ghost may have something to do with it. ”

Jiang Futing walked around the quiet morgue and made sure that the details in the room were the same as before they came, before opening the door to the morgue.

During the inspection, his mind kept flashing back to Zhou Yue's frightened eyes in the car, and the name that he didn't have time to finish reading in his mouth.

He could also clearly recall the fear in Zhou Yue's eyes, the hands that were tightly grasping his arms, and the trembling lips were spitting out words with difficulty.

King, king.

The surname is Wang.

All the materials and information that I have seen in the past two days,

"Whoa!" It was like turning the pages of a book in his memory, and it kept scratching.

Just as a computer file appeared in his brain, the camera in his mind instantly focused on the names that flashed in the table.

Jiang Futing held on to the door of the morgue, suddenly paused, and looked at Bai Tang beside him: "I should know who that ghost is." ”

Bai Tang came out of it and met his gaze in confusion.

"Wang Xiu." Jiang Futing coldly spit out the name and closed the gray door.

Bai Tang was still wondering how he knew, but instead remembered the list of casualties that Jiang Futing had shown him, and looked at him in surprise: "You won't remember all the people on that list, right?" ”

"By the way, remember." Jiang Futing's tone was very indifferent, it was really incidental, and after speaking, it seemed that he didn't see Bai Tang's envious, jealous and hateful expression on the side.

Unwillingly, Bai Tang took the lead in walking in front of him, raising a cold breeze as he passed by.

Jiang Futing raised his eyebrows and silently followed.

The moment he walked out of the morgue, the warm winter light gently sprinkled on his body, and the moment he was still tightly wrapped in gloom and touched the sun, it dissipated.

"By the way, you go back and check that Zhang Tong." Bai Tang suddenly spoke: "It's best to find out the relationship between them in advance before the murderer is caught, so that we can find out that ghost." ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing closed his eyes, enjoying the warm heat reflected on his face, and nodded.

Bai Tang looked at his slightly pale face: "It's not a big problem, right?" ”

"It's okay, I didn't expect to come here." Jiang Futing lifted his eyelids and wiped away the sourness and depression that had just sprung up in his heart.

"That's good, if it doesn't work, it's okay to check a little late, and the speed of the police shouldn't be so fast at the end of the year." Bai Tang was worried that the pressure on him was too much, so he comforted.

Jiang Futing followed his footsteps and looked at the green belt that was slowly moving back on the side: "No, I'm also a trustee, so I don't bother." ”

Bai Tang paused when he heard that he didn't check it himself, "Is it reliable?" ”

Jiang Futing couldn't help but think of Lin Ziqing's clean and delicate face in his mind, but when he thought of the things he did, his face was a little unpleasant, "It's okay." ”

"Your expression looks a little forced." Bai Tang put it in his pocket, tilted his head and looked him up and down thoughtfully, "It's obvious that someone else has done something sorry for you, the person you entrusted won't sell us, right?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't reply to him immediately, Lin Ziqing has always apologized sincerely, and he was indeed a little moved by his sincere appearance, but he really completely forgave him, and it was impossible, and he couldn't do it.

But not to the point of not being able to get along with each other, he slowly spoke: "No." ”

Bai Tang walked lazily with his calves kicked, his hands in the wide sleeve robe rolled up: "Anyway, you look at it yourself, I believe in you no matter what, you believe in your friend, and I also believe in your friend by the way." ”

The word 'okay' at the back is quite reluctant to say it when I hear it.

But Bai Tang always trusts unconditionally, which will make him feel soft in his heart, he is not a family that lacks love, and life is a horizontal line without ups and downs before this.

Simple and boring, without any waves, the glass of water in the water cup is always half full.

But now there are always a few stones of different sizes falling into it, and the water level is slowly rising with the splash.

The two of them walked in the direction of his house.

It wasn't until half an hour later, when he was almost at the door of his community, that Jiang Futing stopped and asked him, "You're not going back?" ”

"Oh, you'll go back after sending it off, and you'll be idle anyway." Bai Tang said boredly, breathing the breath in his mouth, like spitting smoke, changing patterns and spitting out various shapes.

Although all that came out was a large shapeless mass of gas.

"Don't have a lot of orders lately?" Jiang Futing asked, Bai Tang really seems to be quite idle recently, and he has even run less below.

"Normal, next to the Chinese New Year, our business will be better when the summer comes, until the second half of the year. Who is willing to encounter a dead person during the Chinese New Year, even if there is a real thing, it will be pressed. Bai Tang's steps were a little brisk.

"The pressure below will be a lot lighter, although it is not the world, the New Year's scene still has to be walked."

Jiang Futing thought about his words for a moment, "What's next?" ”。

(End of chapter)