"Change gloves and shoe covers," said the female police officer who followed the case, Amo.

At this moment, it is 9 o'clock in the morning, and the third unit of the 13th building of Jingyuan Home is on the ninth floor. Amo came out of the elevator with Lu Chang and Candle, passed through the cordon pulled up in front of the door, and greeted the relevant police officers at the crime scene, who obediently retreated outside the door, leaving only the three of them in the whole room.

"I haven't introduced it yet, I'm sent by Sir." Amo stretched out his hand, Lu Chang hurriedly shook his hands up, and shook it vigorously by the way.

"Let's get to work." Candle stopped looking at them from the moment she entered the door, and with a gesture of her hand, she lined up from the satchel she had brought with her a number of small talismans, twisting and twisting, and spreading along the wooden floor to all corners of the room. Some of the villains worked together to lift the mosquito coils on the ground, some jumped into the basin for washing mops and swam to the bottom of the basin to check what was going on, and a few swung from the curtains to the hanging lamps.

"What a lovely mustard seed," Amor exclaimed, "I've never seen it before." ”

Candle doesn't answer, she always does.

The victim, 73, named Wu Haicheng, was left to live with his son after his wife died two years ago. His son, who is also the informant, is single, 33 years old, an IT engineer. On the night of the incident, he came home from work and found the old man lying in a pool of blood, and the time was about half past ten. ”

"Who came to the Moon Club to find us?" Candle asked coldly.

"No one, sir, please help investigate." Amo explained.

"Madame is just too kind." Candle muttered.

"Who is this sir?" Lu Chang could finally interject, and his head was big when he listened.

"Our people." Candle was reluctant to say more.

"The murder weapon, judging from the traces of the corpse, is a long, sharp hard object. The cut marks are not like sharps like knives, but more like nails, for now. And it was a fingernail cut open the victim's neck, and the blow was fatal. ”

Candle crouched on the ground at the moment. Today, instead of wearing the black pleated skirt, she changed into a plain white shirt and denim overalls, staring curiously at a large golden horn under the cabinet at the scene.

"That's a gramophone." Lu Chang kindly reminded.

He saw the girl from the reflection of the cabinet glass, frowned instantly, and quickly shut up and turned around without speaking.

During this period, one after another, the villains who had completed the verification ran to the candle's ear to say something, and it was because of this that she squatted on the ground. Mo and Lu Chang stood against the wall, because everywhere was crowded with small people who were lined up or busy.

"There it is." The girl said.

She grabbed a piece of paper in her ear and threw it into the air, attracting the other paper people nearby. The gathered pieces of paper folded and coalesced in an instant, turning into a butterfly. Immediately after, the butterfly flew towards the window of the inner bedroom. Everyone followed, only to see butterflies constantly hitting the glass, Lu Chang opened the window, and the butterflies flew up with the wind and disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

"I'll take a look." The candle beckoned again, and all the paper figures poured towards her, gathered into a paper umbrella, and slowly lifted her.

The top floor is the rooftop, which is on the top of the 10th floor.

The candle followed the butterfly, and the butterfly stopped flying when it landed on the edge of the roof railing.

Thoughtfully, she stopped and stood on the guardrail of the air conditioner outside the bedroom window on the tenth floor, and looked up at the canopy at the top.

Sure enough, there were paw prints. The murderer didn't expect that someone would pay attention here.

In the room, Ah Mo and Lu Chang didn't wait long before they saw the candle slowly falling back into the room.

"How?" Amo asked.

"Escaped by climbing from the window to the roof of the building." Candle said, "Also, the paper man told me that there were red ghosts at the scene. ”

"Red Oni?" Ah Mo nodded, "No wonder the murder weapon is a fingernail, it's kind of interesting." ”

"There were no skin chips or hair of the suspect, and the perpetrator was very professional."

"Let's leave it at that."

Lu Chang felt that his whole person was confused. Not only did he have trouble breathing and he didn't know what to do when he stood here, but he also had to pretend to be a long-lost contemplative look, and when the two of them were discussing the case, he nodded in passing, as if to say yes, that's it, I understand what you continued.

"It's still early," Mo looked at his watch, "Why don't I go back to the police station first, other cases still need to be dealt with, you two have worked hard, I will notify you to get the report after the results of the autopsy are out." ”

She waved her hand, explained the situation to the police officer at the door, and left in a hurry.

"Where are we going?" Lu Chang asked cautiously.

Candle didn't want to look at him at all.

"Miss?" Lu Chang found that he was becoming more and more flattering, but he couldn't actually coax it.

"Shopping." The answer given by the eldest lady.

It should be an extremely honorable thing to accompany the eldest lady to go shopping, Lu Chang thought the same way at first, and even the eldest lady invited him to a cup of milk tea to flatter him, until there were more and more handbags to be carried out by Lu Chang, and Lu Chang realized that something was wrong.

"I didn't let you take it, you took it yourself." Candle muttered as he looked at the slower and slower road.

Lu Chang muttered in his heart, your height is dragging the bag on the ground, can you not bring it to me?

"You're a little scared of me?" Lu Chang hugged the tall bag and vaguely heard the candle say.

"No, no, Miss, you're so... Lovely. ”

Lu Chang suddenly felt that he was being dragged to death. As soon as he lowered his head, the candle pulled his cuffs, his brows furrowed, and his face showed that he was struggling inside.

"That's... What," Candle said without a match, "You, call Lu Chang." ”

Lu Chang was flattered, nodding vigorously like a lucky cat's paws, looking like a fried rabbit.

"Madame, let me be your friend." Candle struggled to squeeze the words out between her teeth.

"And don't bully you, I'm done." The little girl suddenly raised her head, her brows furrowed, and her eyes were full of relief after some elementary school students had memorized and written ancient poems. Even the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, she had never seen her so happy.

"I want to be your friend too."

Lu Chang wondered if he had heard it wrong, but it was indeed his own voice, and he was sure that it came from his mouth. Are you sure? Do you really think so? And Shi An's goods applied for a school volunteer, never had any pursuits, nor did they have any ambitions, preferences... Su Qiang learned the guitar when she was there, but now she is too lazy to practice, fishing for three days and drying nets for two days... Do I really want to join them? The first day of club activities is to serve the dead!

"Oh." With a look on the candle's face, she picked up the eyebrow pencil from the cosmetics store next to her, but she couldn't pull it out, so she threw it back angrily.

Lu Chang pulled the candle and trotted before the boss came out.

In the evening.

In the enthusiastic skewer shop, Lu Chang and Candle sat face to face. The remaining two slots were filled with new clothes bought by candles.

"How many questions do I ask?" Lu Chang looked at the candle instructively, but the latter did not make a statement, and was busy stuffing the fubi into his mouth one string after another.

"What's the matter with people like you and Mrs. Changle, and those things?" After holding it for a long time, Lu Chang asked in a hurry.

"We are human beings, and they are dead people. Or—" Candle's eyes rolled, thinking for a moment, "Youkai." ”

"Then why am I..."

"You don't have a spirit."

"No Spirit?"

"Only when there is a spirit can there be mustard seeds, and only then can the magic be cast."

"Mustard seeds?"

Candle no longer answers. She found it difficult to explain.

"Your paper figures are all arts, aren't they?"

Candle nodded, then shook her head again.

Lu Chang has the heart to die, but he is helpless. The eldest lady only cared about eating, and she really didn't have the patience to take care of him.

Outside the store, a black cat flashed by.

"Now, Candle has a friend! Although they don't get along, it doesn't look very pleasant..."The black cat jumped on the stone pillar next to the ancient street, stretched up the body of the coiling dragon, and then jumped onto the tiles at the corner of the eaves.

"Master, what you explained, Changle has done it well."

She looked downstairs, the street was crowded with people, the garbage trucks sweeping the road were blocked, and the stalls on both sides of the road were full of all kinds of snacks, and the smoke was full of smoke.

In the sky, a crescent moon, at the beginning of the month.