The owner of an adult product store uses a spell to help a woman who has lost his foot, how can he help? At what cost?

It's greasy here, and even a man understands it.

In particular, it is mentioned in the transcript that Zhang Jinfu is a groom every night, and the meaning of this is self-evident.

"See what?"

A faint voice rang in my ears.

I just wanted to speak, but I was stunned, it was Zhou Ziqi who asked me, and I subconsciously looked up at the sky.

"What about you? What do you look up at? Zhou Ziqi's tone was cold.

"I'll see if the sun is coming out in the west!" I'm poor.

Zhou Ziqi didn't speak, just stared at me.

"Grandma, I was wrong!"

After less than two seconds, I apologize as before.

"Who's your aunt!" Zhou Ziqi's silver teeth creaked, glared at me, turned around to check the corpse, and ignored me.

"Brother, don't talk about me in the future, your EQ is not much higher than mine!" Lao Jiu quietly came over and muttered in a low voice.

"Get out!"

I glared at the goods, took out a silver needle from my bag, pricked my middle finger, pressed and twisted it in the center of my eyebrows, and opened the eye of heaven.

Looking at Zhang Jinfu's corpse again, his head and face are normal, there is a black gas accumulation between his chest and abdomen, and there is a faint black gas on the hanging rope.

"Go back and do the autopsy, he should have something in his stomach!"

After watching it for a while, I leaned next to Zhou Ziqi, pointed to the corpse and said.

"Got it!"

Zhou Ziqi replied lightly.

I still wanted to say something, but when I saw Zhou Ziqi's face, which was colder than ice, I held back the words again, put on shoe covers, put on gloves, and went into the house to check.

The first floor is not very large, there is a circular counter, behind the counter is a boss chair, behind the boss chair is a wire bed, and there is a curtain between the chair and the bed.

To the side of the bed is a staircase, with a preliminary view, there is nothing special about the first floor.

Up the stairs, the second floor is simpler, with a bed and a large workbench.

The workbench is messy, with a lot of hair on it, and some labels, each of which has a woman's name, and under the woman's name, there is a blood spot.

I counted them, and there were twenty-three labels, one representing a woman.

According to the transcript, every woman who came to Zhang Jinfu to seek the Dharma had a leg with him, and in this way, Zhang Jinfu had an affair with at least twenty-three women.

Nine times out of ten, the death of this thing is related to women.

Looking at these labels, I came to a conclusion.

After searching around, I came down from the second floor, and found nothing abnormal except for the rope that hung Zhang Jinfu and the black gas between his chest and abdomen.

After the on-site exploration was over, I followed Zhao Feng back to the team to observe Zhou Ziqi's dissection on the spot.

It's not the first time I've seen Zhou Ziqi's autopsy, when I used to work in a funeral home, I used to do it once a month when I was less and four or five times a month.

As before, Zhou Ziqi works very seriously, even with a sense of piety.

"Brother, is there really something in Zhang Jinfu's stomach?"

Zhao Feng was also in the dissection room, and when I said that there was something wrong between Zhang Jinfu's chest and abdomen, he also heard it, and as soon as he came back, he followed me.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten!" I nodded.

"Brother, I'll go out and wait for you, I can't stand this!" Lao Jiu glanced at it twice and forgave it first.

"Go ahead!"

I waved my hand and dissected the corpse, most people couldn't see it, Lao Jiu was okay, and he lasted for almost five minutes.

One thing I have to say is that Zhou Ziqi's understanding of the human body is really good, and there is no slightest dragging in the dissection.

"Found it!"

After opening his chest, Zhou Ziqi fiddled with it and found something from Zhang Jinfu's stomach.

There are not many things, a total of three handfuls, combined together, just a symbol wrapped in a label.

Zhou Ziqi used tweezers to clip things out, put them aside, and continued to rummage.

"Hair!"

Soon, Zhou Ziqi's brows furrowed, and a wet hair was pinched out, then a second, and then a third.

There were ten hairs in total, and these hairs were not mixed up, but clung to the stomach wall, or embedded in it.

Looking at the ten hairs pinched out, Zhou Ziqi's expression was extremely solemn, and he said, "There is something wrong with Zhang Jinfu's death!" ”

She said as she opened Zhang Jinfu's stomach, "You see, these ten hairs have locked his stomach tightly, and even embedded it in the stomach wall, here, here, and here, it is already bleeding!" ”

"Hanging on the door is a relief for Zhang Jinfu!" I thought about it and said.

If he hadn't hanged himself, Zhang Jinfu's pain would have been even more intense, and the hair was like a knife, constantly cutting his flesh.

After hanging, at least you don't have to endure this pain.

Perhaps, this is the origin of the smile on Zhang Jinfu's face.

"There are words on it, maybe it has something to do with Zhang Jinfu's death!" Zhou Ziqi handed over the tray with the crumpled talisman and label again.

"I'm coming!"

Zhao Feng was just about to pick it up, I stepped forward, took it first, and took out a soothing incense to Zhou Ziqi, saying, "Light it and smoke it for a while when you sleep at night!" ”