Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Mysterious Murder Weapon (I)

Suddenly, a buzzing sound went along Ling Fan's ears, and this buzzing sensation directly touched the tight string in Ling Fan's mind, yes, that's right, that's it, what is this buzzing sound? Ling Fan compared the source of the buzzing sound in his mind again and again......

The buzzing sound became clearer and clearer, gradually spreading in Ling Fan's mind...... In an instant, Ling Fan opened his eyes suddenly, looked up, and there was nothing above his head, only a ceiling fan hanging from the ceiling and spinning rapidly.

A smug smile appeared at the corner of Ling Fan's mouth, and I saw Ling Fan stand up from the ground with a smile, walk to the window and look at the rain falling outside the window.

The cool wind came in through the crack in the window, and Ling Fan couldn't help but hug his arms in front of his chest and shivered: "It's so cold, hehe, this rain has been really long tonight." ”

Gu Rufeng looked unhappy and said, "Ling boy, what are you thinking, hurry up and find the key to open the treasure, isn't this the purpose of our coming?!" ”

Ling Fan didn't seem to hear Gu Rufeng's words, looked at Qiao Ling who was sitting on the bed, raised his finger and pointed to the ceiling fan above his head and smiled: "It's so cold now, why are you still turning on the ceiling fan?" ”

As soon as Ling Fan's words came out, everyone present noticed that the ceiling fan in the original room was still open, and suddenly a chill hit everyone, and the most ugly face was Qiao Ling, who saw Qiao Ling staring at Ling Fan with a pair of beautiful eyes at this time, and looking at the ceiling with a weak heart.

Among the crowd, if you want to say that the fastest response is Tianyu's action is the fastest, I saw that Tianyu suddenly understood what Ling Fan meant, and hurriedly reached out to adjust the ceiling fan switch on the wall to zero gear, the speed of the ceiling fan became slower and slower, and everyone's eyes were all focused on it, and sure enough, there was a faint black thing wrapped around the back of the fan blade with transparent tape, no wonder there was no air conditioning in such a luxurious room, but a ceiling fan had to be hung, and what was even more strange was that the ceiling fan was still rotating rapidly in such a cool rainy night, This was the source of Ling Fan's feeling that something was wrong.

With a squeak, the fan blades finally stopped, and sure enough, there was indeed something on it, something black.

"I guess that's your murder tool, right?" Ling Fan pointed to the black object on the ceiling fan and said lightly.

Qiao Ling's face was extremely shocked at this time, she stared closely at the young man in front of her who was only twenty years old, how could she never have thought that Ling Fan's observation and sixth sense were so strong, he actually found the thing he hung on the ceiling fan in just a moment, it seemed that everything was providential.

Qiao Ling lowered her arrogant head again, and with a soft click, a cold feeling spread along her wrist to Qiao Ling's whole body, although she had dreamed of this scene in her dreams many times, but she didn't expect that the dream would become a reality one day......

The rain was still pouring down outside the window, as if it didn't mean to stop, and a line of rain ran down against the window, blocking the bright light in the living room.

Luckily, we made it back to HIT's headquarters alive again, but the living room was quiet as if no one was there, but there were a few people sitting on the sofa, but everyone's eyes were fixed on something on the coffee table, which was very strange.

"Wow, Brother Ling Fan, what the hell is this black and mushy thing?!" The little girl Lin Xinyan was also attracted by this thing on the coffee table, she kept staring at it with a pair of big watery eyes, but the more she looked at it, the more confused she became, and the more she looked at it, the more scared she became.

Suddenly, the little girl screamed and threw herself into Ling Fan's arms, pointing to the things on the coffee table and shouting tremblingly, "That thing is so terrible...... Like the severed limbs of a youkai's dried corpse! ”

Gu Rufeng glanced at the little girl strangely, and said, "The girl doesn't know don't talk nonsense, this thing is the key to open a treasure!" It's not a dry corpse! ”

The warm and soft body, the fragrance of his daughter, facing the kitten that suddenly jumped into his arms, Ling Fan was still a little embarrassed, it was not that he didn't want it, but the timing was not right, there was the boss sitting opposite, he didn't dare to look at Fang Yi's eyes now, for fear that he would encounter two murderous eyes.

Fortunately, Ling Fan's sixth sense told him that Fang Yi was also attracted by the things on the coffee table at this time, and he didn't notice what happened just now, but it didn't mean that others didn't notice, obviously, two cold glances shot from Tianyu's direction, and before Tianyu didn't exert his power, Ling Fan pushed Xinyan onto her own sofa very sadly.

"So the culprit in this case is the girl named Qiao Ling?" Fang Yi took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and let out a long circle of smoke, looking at Ling Fan and smiling.

"Well, it's her, a woman who sacrifices the love of others in order to get love." Ling Fan sighed with some regret.

"Ling Fan, how did you suspect her?!" Tianyu still looked confused, very cute.

Ling Fan smiled and took out the sketch from his arms and said with a smile: "This is thanks to the boss, it wasn't his guiding light reminder, I don't think I would have noticed, everyone should understand that human beings are divided into countless families, and each family has its own unique characteristics, and the probability of similarity of this characteristic between people of the same blood is quite high."

When I saw this picture for the first time, I just felt that this picture was a little familiar, maybe my subconscious had begun to tell me that the owner of the picture was next to me, but I didn't seriously consider the clue that flashed of inspiration, it was really not until Wu Sidong died later, I carefully observed the sketch, but at that moment, I found that the middle-aged man's ears in the picture were very similar to Qiao Ling's ears, so at that time I speculated that Qiao Ling may be related to the man in the picture, And the man in the picture is the appearance of the mysterious missing village chief in Yujia Village specially asked by the boss to be described, so further I boldly speculate that maybe Qiao Ling may be the granddaughter of the village chief who committed the four murders in Yujia Village back then, because from the moment the murder occurred, she disappeared with the village chief and disappeared like air, I think they may have lived in seclusion in Qingshan City.

Of course, in order to eliminate all possible factors, I asked Sister Zhen to investigate the family relationship between Liu Ziyang and Qiao Ling to determine whether my reasoning was correct, so the success of this case was due to Sister Zhen's phone call. Saying that, Ling Fan hugged Chen Yuzhen and thanked him sincerely.

"Hehe, what's the matter, I'm just running errands for Ling Fan, but I really learned some useful information from these errand tasks!" Chen Yuzhen said with a smile: "When Ling Fan told me that he already knew who the murderer was, I was really taken aback by him, but he didn't tell me who the murderer was, but asked me to take the sketch to Qiao Ling's house first to ask tentatively, and sure enough, when I took the sketch to Qiao's house, an old woman in Qiao's family immediately recognized that the man in the picture was Master Qiao when he was young, but unfortunately she told me that Master Qiao had passed away a year ago. So I didn't investigate the Yujia Village tragedy that year, but I also got interesting things from the old woman's mouth.

The old woman told me that she had been a maid in Qiao's house for a long time, and that Master Qiao was a violent but not bad person, although he always shouted at others, but he never beat anyone, and Master Qiao still had advantages, that is, he loved Qiao Ling very much, and treated him as a treasure in his hand, as long as Qiao Ling needed it, Master Qiao would try his best to satisfy Qiao Ling, but what was unexpected was that Master Qiao once slapped Qiao Ling in the ear, and the scene at that time was very terrifying.

I asked the old woman what happened at that time, and she didn't say anything for a long time, but later, under my repeated questioning, she said the events of that day intermittently: 'Originally, that day, Qiao Ling playfully took a black slimy thing from Master Qiao's room and played with a crested dog, accidentally, little Qiao Ling smashed the black slimy thing on the top of the crested dog's head, and then there was a terrible cry of little Qiao Ling, and Master Qiao and I ran out of the room as soon as possible, I'm afraid that something will happen to Xiao Qiaoling.

But when I saw the scene of the scene, the whole person was frightened, because I saw that the tip of the black thing seemed to be five curved eagle claws, and the sharp angle of the crested dog's head had been deeply inserted into the top of the crested dog's head, and the crested dog's original fluffy and chubby head was instantly left with only a layer of dog skin, and Master Qiao's eyes were almost terrifyingly red at that time, he stepped forward and grabbed little Qiao Ling, slapped her in the ear, and told her that she was not allowed to touch that kind of thing again in the future, and then Master Qiao pushed little Qiao Ling into my arms, Then he grabbed the black goshy thing and rushed to his room.

Xiao Qiao Ling was so frightened that she couldn't stop crying, but when the old man slapped him in the ear, the whole little face was scared silly, and later heard that little Qiao Ling was slapped by Master Qiao, so Master Qiao asked the famous onmyoji to call Xiao Qiao Ling's soul back, so that the matter calmed down, but then Master Qiao also came to me privately, and he told me not to tell anyone what happened that day, and he would pay me twice the salary. ’”

"It seems that the murder in Yujia Village was indeed committed by the village chief, in order to protect the village from destruction, he killed the fake volunteer will, and killed it with this strange thing, and then he fled with his little granddaughter to Qingshan City, which is far away from Nanyang City, and is likely to change his surname to Yu Weiqiao." Fang Yi spat out a circle of smoke.