Chapter 021: Conjuring Spirits

I looked at her suspiciously, she nodded at me, and whispered to me, "Brother Xiao, don't say that I told you." ”

I nodded and whispered to Song Zhaolin, and when he asked me how I knew, I just said nonsense and felt a trace of ghostly energy.

Song Zhaolin didn't suspect it, and asked a few workers to slam the door open.

Several workers hesitated at first and said no, but after hearing Song Zhaolin say that he was responsible for everything.

The worker kicked the door open in a few clicks, and as soon as it opened, a pungent smell of blood came to him.

It was dark in the office, and directly across from the door was a desk with a boss chair behind it.

The boss's chair was facing back, and there seemed to be a person sitting on it.

"Mr. Li..."Song Zhaolin shouted tentatively, but the person in the chair did not give any response.

He walked over slowly, and Duan Qingyi grabbed my arm tightly with both hands, as if he was very scared.

Song Zhaolin turned the chair around, and the scene in front of me made my stomach churn constantly...

Several workers took a few steps back in fright, shouting "Dead... Dead man..."

Mr. Li leaned back in his chair and covered his neck with both hands, although he could clearly see the finger-sized blood holes on his neck, and his clothes were also soaked red with blood.

His face was covered with dried blood, his eyes were wide and round, his mouth was wide open, and his death was very ugly...

Duan Qingyi looked at the corpse, couldn't help it, and ran out to vomit.

Song Zhaolin secretly scolded, "Grandma's legs, who is so ruthless, cut off his tongue." ”

I was puzzled and asked Song Zhaolin, if you kill someone, you will kill someone, why do you have to cut off your tongue.

Song Zhaolin's face was not good-looking, he waved his hand at me and said, "I'm also... No more. ”

As he spoke, he ran out, leaning on the railing and throwing up.

It didn't take more than 10 minutes for a siren to sound from outside the construction site, and several police cars came.

Presumably, the worker who knocked on the door just now called the police, and when the police came, they immediately cordoned off the scene.

One of the leading policemen, I know Fang Guowei, is from the Muyang City Criminal Police Brigade, and we met last night.

After he had a brief chat with us, Fang Guowei asked us to wait here for a while. Give us a transcript.

After saying that, he led people into the office and began to take pictures and collect evidence. A group of forensic and forensic people came in.

More than half an hour later, the body was wrapped in a body bag and loaded into the car. Seeing Fang Guowei come out, Song Zhaolin stepped forward and asked him if he had any clues?

Fang Guowei is worthy of being an old criminal policeman, and said with a relaxed face, "This is the scene of the first crime, and there is a surveillance in the victim's office, and the monitoring is running as usual." The suspect will soon be found. ”

With that, he asked us to follow him to the criminal police team, and we went to the criminal police team together.

When we arrived at the police station, several police officers made statements for us and said that we could leave.

Walking out of the police station, I said let's have a meal together.

Song Zhaolin nodded and said, "Grandma's legs, it's really unlucky." By the way, you kid is hidden. There's a ghost in there, and I don't even notice it. You know through the door that there are dead people inside. Lao Feng, you tell me honestly. Are you pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? ”

I smiled wryly and shook my head, saying how could I feel any. It's that I have a better sense of smell since I was a child, and I seemed to ask a smell of blood at the door just now.

"Just pretend. I knew that you kid was hiding from me. Song Zhaolin patted me on the shoulder and said.

We were just about to get into the car when we heard a shout behind us. I turned my head and found Fang Guowei with a few policemen, trotting towards us. "Mr. Song, wait!"

Song Zhaolin looked at them suspiciously and said hehe, they don't want me to help them solve the case. Hey, it's time to make another profit. ”

I glanced at Song Zhaolin, I don't know why this guy loves money so much.

When Fang Guowei ran in front of us, Song Zhaolin smiled and said, "Team Fang, what's wrong?" Is it needed..."

Before Song Zhaolin finished speaking, Fang Guowei pointed at me with a dark face and said, "Take him down for me." ”

Immediately, several policemen held up guns and pointed them at my head. I was frightened and hurriedly raised my hand and asked them what to do?

"Hmph, what to do? Do you really take us for idiots? If you kill someone, you dare to come to the police station in a grand manner. Fang Guowei said with an ugly face.

Several police officers had already pinned me to the ground.

"The square... Are you mistaken, we... If he was a murderer, how could he still appear in Mr. Li's office. Song Zhaolin said with a smile.

"Hmph, how do I know. And a few of you can't go, take them all back. Fang Guowei said to us with a dark face.

I don't know what evidence Fang Guowei found, it couldn't be that we went to the scene of the crime just now and left footprints for them to misunderstand.

Soon, I was handcuffed and put in an interrogation room.

After a while, Fang Guowei also walked in, sat in front of me, and said in a cold voice, "Say, why kill Li Lizhong." ”

"I don't, team. I've been with Song Zhaolin and Duan Qingyi since last night, how can I have time to kill. I said with a bitter face.

"Always together? Even sleeping together? Fang Guowei sneered and looked at me and said.

I nodded affirmatively, Fang Guowei snorted coldly and said, "Dead duck has a hard mouth, after you watch this video, you are thinking about making up a reliable story." ”

As he spoke, Fang Guowei put a tablet in front of me, clicked on a video and played it.

Judging from the picture in the video, this should be the surveillance of Mr. Li's office that Fang Guowei said.

At the beginning of the video, Mr. Li was on the phone in the office, looking at his expression, as if he was arguing with the person on the phone, and finally Mr. Li hung up the phone. He seemed angry and threw his phone to the ground.

Immediately after that, a video was sped up, and after more than ten seconds, the video returned to normal speed.

I saw that Mr. Li glanced at the door at this time, presumably someone was knocking on the door. Then he went to the door and opened it.

A man wearing a hat and a mask wrapped himself tightly walked in from the door. In terms of attitude, Mr. Li is very humble to this person.

Immediately after, both sat down. seemed to be chatting about something, and the man who wrapped himself tightly was dangling behind Mr. Li.

Before Mr. Li's words were finished, the man suddenly went berserk, and he didn't know what he was holding in his hand, so he poked a few holes in Mr. Li's neck.

Mr. Li covered his neck with his hands in disbelief, and his eyes widened.

The man didn't take the next move, but squatted next to Mr. Li and watched quietly, because he was wearing a mask and didn't know if he had spoken.

After more than a minute, Mr. Li stopped moving. And the man didn't intend to let him go, he broke his mouth with his hand, grabbed his tongue with his hand, and pulled it out raw...

The picture was so bloody that it made my stomach churn from time to time.

The man kicked his tongue in his pocket, and then he was about to leave, just as he reached the door.

He stopped suddenly, then jerked his head back, his eyes fixed on the surveillance in the corner.

The next scene made my scalp tingle. I saw him slowly take off his hat and mask.

A face that was the same as mine came into view, and then the person who looked like me. With a wicked smile, he raised his middle finger at the monitor, and finally left the range of the monitor...

I just felt a cold sweat on my back. When I came to Muyang, I have never been peaceful.

Yesterday, I first dug up a corpse that looked like me, and today I was photographed by surveillance that a person who looked like me killed someone.

"Anything else to say?" Seeing that I was stunned, Fang Guowei said to me lightly.

"This man is not me... Just a guy who looks a lot like me. I have an alibi... Who else would kill someone and show their faces under surveillance. I swallowed and adjusted my emotions. I know that I can't admit it, it's obvious that someone is trying to frame me.

"Still don't admit it? Tell me, who can prove that you weren't there? Fang Guowei asked me.

I talked about Song Zhaolin and Duan Qingyi, but he didn't speak. I let a policeman watch me, and he walked out on his own.

Someone must be trying to frame me... At first, I was skeptical of my grandfather.

But now it seems that someone really wanted to kill me.

I waited for more than half an hour, and the policeman who watched me answer a phone call and hummed into the phone a few times. Just say to me, "Get up and get out." ”

I asked him vigilantly, why are you going...

"Didn't you say you were innocent?" The policeman said to me.

"May I go?" I said with some excitement.

"Hmph, you're beautiful." With that, the police took me out and took me straight to the basement of the police station.

It was a morgue where Mr. Li's body was placed on a coroner's table. Fang Guowei and Song Zhaolin were all on the side.

After bringing me over, Fang Guowei said to Song Zhaolin, "You kid, don't play any tricks. ”

After Duan Qingyi saw me, he trotted all the way over and said to me with a concerned face, "Brother Feng Xiao, I have already called my father." I know you're innocent, and I'm not going to let you be wronged in vain. ”

Only then did I find that Fang Guowei was standing next to an old man in a Mao suit, who seemed to be the housekeeper of Duan Honghui's family.

Presumably, Duan Honghui also used some energy, but what are you doing here.

I asked Duan Qingyi in wonder, what is this going to do?

Duan Qingyi flashed his big eyes and said to me, "Brother Song said that he wants to summon spirits and point fingers at the murderer." ”