After Jiang You left, Tang Butian stood in the special office for a while.

The sun was setting in the west, through the window, and down on her.

Sun Yu pushed open the door and glanced inside.

Hearing the voice, Tang Butian turned around, and she asked, "How is it downstairs?" ”

"I'll ask."

Sun Yu took out his mobile phone, and after a while he said: "It's still arguing, in fact, it's still a matter of money, before He Yunfei knew that he couldn't fight, so he didn't mess around, and now the other party has made a big mistake, he will definitely not let go of the prosecution, I think he has some real feelings for Jiang Mo, but he has a bad habit of gambling......"

"Gambling?"

"I just knew that Jiang Yuanhao said it, it seems that his sister and brother-in-law used to take the money out to pay off his gambling debts, and it's no wonder that the Jiang family doesn't treat them so much, it's just that the child suffers."

"Qingyang Dao people will come over, please bring Jiang Mo up."

"Okay."

More than an hour later, the people of Qingyang Dao arrived at the special branch office.

Jiang Mo sat on the chair, bowing his head and playing with his fingers. Sun Yu sat on the chair next to him, looking at the case file while paying attention to Jiang Mo. Tang Butian stood in front of the window with his back to the door.

Qingyang Daoist walked straight to Jiang Mo, he took Jiang Mo's hand, Jiang Mo raised his head and looked at him.

Tang Butian turned around and asked, "How is he?" ”

She heard Qingyang Daoist whispering a few words of mantra and put her hand on Jiang Mo's Heavenly Spirit Cover. After more than ten minutes, he opened his eyes, removed his hand, and carefully examined Jiang Min's body.

Sun Yu watched the movements of Qingyang Daoist a little nervously.

"He's in a solid state."

"Stable?"

Qingyang Daoist explained to Tang Butian, "The last time I saw him, his seven spirits had begun to dissipate, his life and soul were incomplete, and his body was extremely weak, so I left a spiritual power in his body to nourish his body, hoping to rely on the connection between the body and the soul to make his life and soul whole, but this possibility is infinitely close to zero." ”

"Will he recover?" Tang Butian continued to ask.

Qingyang Daoren shook his head, "His current state is beyond my comprehension," he looked at Tang Butian, "So I calculated just now, if he can maintain a stable state, someone should force him to continue his life." ”

"Thank you."

"Xiao Tang, I'm your elder......"

"You've made a great trip." Tang Butian interrupted Qingyang Daoren's words.

Looking at Tang Butian's expression, Qingyang Daoist swallowed the unspoken words, and said, "Then I'll go first." ”

"Okay."

After Qingyang Daoren left, Sun Yu had just relaxed his body when he heard Tang Butian say, "Your Weibo account, forward that news." ”

Tang Butian made a decision.

"Jiang Mo was abandoned in the South Shore Service Area?" Sun Yu confirmed to Tang Butian.

"Yes."

"Do you want to add anything?"

"Just make it clear."

It was forwarded more than 1,000 in an instant, and more than 10,000 after half an hour.

Jiang You first went to the intermediary to find Zhou Liang.

Together, they walked towards No. 56 Lan Yan Court.

"It's also that I was too careless, and at that time, Brother Jiang found out that something was wrong with them, and he wouldn't rent them if he knew it."

"You are kind, anxious to help me rent out the house, we are not immortals, you look at those big companies, when recruiting people, do background checks, how detailed and strict are they done, and there are no accidents?" Jiang You walked into the door of the apartment and walked up the stairs, "Maybe this house, feng shui is really bad, I think about whether to simply sell it and buy one near Cultural Street." ”

"The neighborhood around Cultural Street is valuable now," Zhou Liang followed Jiang You, and he proposed, "Do you want to find a monk and Taoist priest to come and see?" ”

"Let's see what's going on first, maybe they are doing micro-business, doing inferior perfume business, and accidentally smashed a box of ......"

A strange smell wafted into Jiang You's nostrils.

Not a perfume smell.

It's not the smell of burnt food.

It's not the taste of garbage after a long time.

Jiang You quickly made a judgment.

He covered his nose with his hands, quickened his pace, climbed to the fifth floor, took out the key, and opened the door.

Zhou Liang glanced into the room, and he immediately covered his mouth.

Countless cats lay on the floor of the living room, in a miserable state, covered in mud and blood.

They glanced at each other.

"Brother Jiang, do you call the police?"

I'm a police officer.

Jiang You thought for a while, he took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the room, and sent it to Tang Butian on WeChat, with a postscript: Leader, there was an accident in my rental house again.

He received a response quickly.

Tang Butian: Call the police.