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Liang Jianfeng's dark face suddenly showed a look of fear, he looked around a little scared, and only when he didn't find anything hidden before he dared to say anything about the museum. "Actually, not only me, but our entire museum knows this terrible legend, it is said that every night at night, there will be a terrible ghost, in a way that takes the sword in his hands, and then wanders around the museum, and this legend seems to still exist until now." The dark-skinned middle-aged man said slowly, "Actually, Junqiang's death is already doomed, and he can't escape even if he wants to, hehe." ”

Hearing Liang Jianfeng say this, Ling Fan was shocked, and then asked: "You said that his death was predestined for a long time, and he couldn't escape, what is this sentence, I want to know what is going on?"

Liang Jianfeng looked at Ling Fan, his lips trembled a few times, and then he stretched out two fingers towards Ling Fan, and said a little slyly: "That, before answering your question, can you smoke a cigarette with me, otherwise you won't be able to think of anything." ”

Although Ling Fan doesn't smoke much, his body always has a box, the key is not that he smokes it himself, but that he separates others, and his cigarettes are the kind of Zhongnanhai that cost five or six yuan a box.

Ling Fan took out one and handed it to Liang Jianfeng, and said with some embarrassment: "That's really embarrassing, I only have this type of cigarette on me." ”

However, Liang Jianfeng didn't care, he snatched the cigarette from Ling Fan's hand like a greedy wolf and smoked it.

In one bite, a third of that Zhongnan has already been killed, but how strong this person's thrust is, it is really staggering.

Ling Fan didn't ask any questions, but stood in front of him and quietly watched him smoke.

It wasn't until Liang Jianfeng inhaled the last cigarette into his stomach that he reluctantly threw the cigarette butt to the ground, and then rubbed it vigorously.

"Okay, since you asked me, then I'll tell you, in fact, before this, Jun Qiang once told me that something strange happened to him, there is a terrible secret in the museum, so Jun Qiang is killed now, I am not surprised at all." Although Liang Jianfeng said in his tone that he didn't care about Zhang Junqiang's death, Ling Hao could see that his body was trembling slightly, which showed that as he had played with Zhang Junqiang since he was a child, he must have his own attitude towards Zhang Junqiang's death.

Ling Fan looked at Liang Jianfeng and asked, "Then did you ask him, what is the secret?"

Liang Jianfeng smiled bitterly, looked at Ling Fan, and said: "Of course I have asked, and I have asked more than once, I asked him what kind of secrets are in the museum, what he knows, but no matter how I tempt him to ask, he still refuses to tell me, he said that he will keep his promise or something, anyway, Jun Qiang will not tell you even if he dies, so I have a very unpleasant quarrel with him." ”

Then, Liang Jianfeng paused slightly, sighed, and said: "But who knew that he really encountered this kind of thing, and died so miserably, if I pressed it tighter at that time, I think I would definitely be able to extract the secret he knew from Jun Qiang's mouth, I am really a bastard, why didn't I ask him more at that time" Liang Jianfeng pulled his head fiercely, and his face looked extremely embarrassed.

Then, after Liang Jianfeng's emotions calmed down a little, Ling Fan asked him some other things about Zhang Junqiang, and then, after really not getting any useful clues, he and Tianyu left the security room and came to the spectacular entrance of the museum.

Ling Fan looked up at the magnificent and magnificent museum in front of him, in addition to admiration, there was also a slight regret in his eyes, he really didn't expect that such a bizarre murder would happen in such a sacred and majestic museum, it was really unbelievable.

At this moment, Chen Yuzhen walked over, saw Ling Fan quietly watching the museum, and asked with some confusion: "Ling Fan, what are you looking at, what is so attractive to you?"

Ling Fan turned to look at Chen Yuzhen and said with a wry smile: "I was thinking, a museum is a museum, and it is really unbelievable that such a bizarre case would happen." ”

"By the way, you go and ask the three security guards, are there any clues" Chen Yuzhen looked at Ling Fan and asked.

Ling Fan nodded, sighed, and said: "There is a clue, but it is clear enough, that is, there is a secret hidden inside this sacred museum in front of him, obviously Zhang Junqiang knows this secret, but he swore never to tell this secret, until he died, this secret is still impossible to know." ”

When Chen Yuzhen heard Ling Fan say this, she couldn't help but stretch out her slender hand to support her chin, and said to herself: "It turns out that there is such a thing, secrets, swearing, these are all good keyword clues." ”

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Ling Fan continued: "That's right, that's it, although I can't be 100% sure that Zhang Junqiang died because of a secret in the museum, but I'm sure that his death definitely has something to do with this secret, as long as we find out the secret of this museum, I think the secret of Zhang Junqiang's mysterious death will be solved." ”

"Okay, now that the survey is over, let's go back to the headquarters to discuss, maybe you can give us some better suggestions." Chen Yuzhen waved a bulging information bag in her hand towards Ling Fan and said with a smile.

Since there was no use at the scene, Ling Fan and Tianyu had no choice but to walk towards the police car with Chen Yuzhen.

However, just as Ling Fan turned around and was about to leave, his heart suddenly thumped with laughter, and then a spirit flickered in his body.

That's right, there are two eyes, there are two eyes that are staring at him all the time

Ling Fan didn't stop, but the rest of his eyes were turned in the direction of the museum, and he could clearly feel that there was a pair of eyes staring at him fiercely, those eyes were full of resentment.

Who the hell is looking at this side, who is this pair of eyes Ling Fan and Tianyu and Chen Yuzhen walked towards the police car, until they got into the police car, Ling Fan's feeling was still full of this feeling, he really felt that there was a terrible feeling of being stared at, and that kind of look still gave people the feeling of being so frightening.

When the police car started its engine and left the museum, the strange feeling in Ling Fan's consciousness gradually disappeared, he looked at the museum behind the car through the window glass, and his heart suddenly felt like he had overturned a five-flavor bottle, and he didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at this time.

Secret, what is Zhang Junqiang's so-called secret about the museum Since he has sworn that he will never tell this secret, then why was he killed, and he was killed in this strange and cruel way, what kind of things are still hidden in it

"Damn" Ling Fan clenched his fists tightly all of a sudden, the more he thought about it, the more angry he felt, and then his gaze became very sharp, and he said angrily: "I must find out the secret in the darkness of this museum, and I must give Zhang Junqiang justice."

Tianyu's beautiful eyes looked at Ling Fan's excited appearance, her heart trembled, and there were hallucinations in front of her eyes again, she clearly remembered that when Ling Feng was dealing with the first case, he was also like Ling Fan now, both excited and angry

Soon, Ling Fan and the others returned to the headquarters, and at this time, Fang Yi and the others also happened to be staying in the hall waiting for their return.

As soon as Ling Fan entered the door, he received a warm embrace from Lao Gu, but fortunately, he hid in time and did not take advantage of this old glass.

"Brother Ling Fan, you are finally here, the girl still thinks that Ling Fan is busy with the exam and will not come." Xinyan was also very happy and happy to see Ling Fan returning.

Ling Fan touched Xin Rui's head, laughed, and said, "Even if I can't afford to come, I have to come for the little girl, haha." ”

Fang Yi was also quite excited when he saw Ling Fan return to the headquarters once, although he couldn't see it on the surface, but his eyes had already betrayed all the feelings in his heart.

"Your kid is finally here, if it weren't for Lao Tzu calling you, would you want to come back even if you died" Fang Yi just saw Ling Fan and began to criticize and educate him.

Ling Fan came to his seat with a smile, looked at Fang Yi, and said very aggrievedly: "Boss, it's not that I won't come, it's that I really don't have much time, I'm missing too many classes now, if I don't work hard, I'm afraid that I really don't have enough of the score line of my brother's medical school." ”

Fang Yi smiled sinisterly: "In that case, then you'd better solve this case as quickly as possible, in that case, wouldn't you be able to spare more time to review your homework, haha." ”

"Uh" Ling Fan was speechless for a moment, there are so many Qingshan City, there are some strange cases every day, if he interferes in everything, even if he is an iron man, he will not be able to bear it.

"Okay, let's get to the point, didn't you get any useful clues from the investigation at the scene" Fang Yi couldn't help but smile secretly and shifted the topic to the case when he saw Ling Fan's sad face.

Ling Fan briefly summarized the information and said: "The deceased's name is Zhang Junqiang, male, forty-two years old, currently a security guard at the Qingshan City History Museum, the cause of death was blood all over his body, but no wounds were found on his body. According to his colleagues, Zhang Junqiang knew a secret about the Bott Pavilion in Qingshan City, an unknown secret, and it was speculated that this person's bizarre death was likely to be related to this unknown secret. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.