Zhang Dong's notes were handed over to the police as they were, and as for how the final case should be characterized, this is not something I should take care of. I think the only person who was unlucky was probably the obstetrician, but she didn't need to go to jail because she would have to spend the rest of her life in a mental hospital after witnessing that strange thing.

After a day's rest, I followed the notes left by Zhang Dong to find the bungalow where he hit the ghost. The location of the bungalows is also very remote, and there are few homes around, so even the occasional passerby will avoid it.

I specially inquired with people living nearby, it turned out that there was a murderous madman living here more than ten years ago, this madman went to the Internet café every once in a while to trick the little girl back, and buried the person after the murder. Later, the police came to arrest him, and he committed suicide by hitting the wall in the yard, and by the time the police rushed through the door, the murderer's head had already been smashed to pieces.

Later, the police exhumed seven bones in the basement of his home and rescued a woman whose eyes had been gouged out and her tongue cut out.

After the death of this murderous madman, the people around him began to move out of here one after another, because there were always people who heard people shouting about women in the middle of the night, giving me women and so on, because it was so mad, no one dared to live here.

Again, the context became clear, but I felt a sense of frustration.

The death assistant has been running ahead of me, and he has deleted Weibo, but those who have paid attention to the information on Weibo before are still in action, and they have traveled thousands of miles to find the murderous house on Weibo, with the goal of throwing themselves into hell. And after they died, many more people died.

Death Assistant, like the name he gave himself, is assisting the Grim Reaper in spreading death.

So what kind of character am I in his eyes? What did his message for me portend? I don't know yet, and I don't know exactly how to find him.

After three days in Boyang, I bought a carbon bike and rode home with a local cavalry touring group.

On the way to the ride, my friend who studied mantras called me back. He said that the awl was a magic weapon in the Peacock Ming King's spell scripture, which was originally used to suppress ghosts and demons, but this magic weapon should be bright silver, or gold, and the material should also be metal, but the magic weapon I showed him was black and wooden, according to the five elements, this belongs to the great evil magic weapon, not only can not suppress ghosts, but it makes ghosts drink the evil water of Huangquan, becoming more fierce and deadly.

This result didn't surprise me, and while I don't know if there would be similar troubles, it at least helped me further narrow down the status of a death assistant.

It is almost certain that Zhang Dong's death was planned by the death assistant, and it is very likely that he also contacted the death assistant before coming to Boyang. And the death assistant used Sanskrit mantras several times, and they were all Tantric Peacock Ming King mantras, which may have been a strategy of his, but without any other clues to help, I can only assume that he is from Tantric Buddhism.

It is very likely that the death assistant was a monk.

The day after returning home, Xi Lin actually came to the door and asked me in detail about the death assistant.

This is naturally good news for me, although I don't know what other clever methods this Yin Guy has, but with one more master like him, I believe that the life of the death assistant should not be easy.

So I told him about my investigation of the death assistant for several months, and he didn't say whether he would sue me if he found the death assistant, and he left after making the record.

A few days later, I met Ji Jiulan again at the fitness club, but this time there was no Xi Lin as a sparring partner. I asked her what this mysterious cool brother was up to, but Ji Jiulan actually told me that Xi Lin had left the city three days ago, because he wasn't working here in the first place, and he was a senior technician who had been sent to guide the on-site investigation a month ago.

This result was somewhat surprising to me, but when you think about it, it fits the kid's style.

I didn't ask Ji Jiulan for Xi Lin's contact information, firstly, I didn't particularly want to see him again, and secondly, even if I had something to look for him, he might not appear. Anyway, he just left, it didn't make any difference to my life.

The next morning, I went to work as usual. As soon as I entered the door, Hu Yang, the explosive head boy, ran out excitedly and shouted at me: Brother Le! We guess it's going to be hot!

Fire what? I asked curiously.

Someone posted the video of you catching a ghost on the Internet, and it was just posted, and there are more than 10,000 messages on our website, but most of them are asking you, who is the beautiful woman who didn't change her clothes in the video. Ha ha!

Hearing Hu Yang's words, the name Xie Ru immediately flashed in my mind.

Usually I catch ghosts in the second half of the night, and it is still difficult to capture ghosts with a camera, and the most important thing is that there are beautiful women without clothes in the process of catching ghosts.

I dropped the camera on the floor, and I guess it was still working, so I recorded it. I quickly watched the video on the company computer, and sure enough, it was exactly what I recorded at Xie Ru's house. However, the ghost in the video has obviously been processed, it looks more blurry, but it is also more realistic, but Xie Ru's face is hit with a mosaic of all evils.

After watching this video, I immediately called Xie Ru.

Xie Ru smiled and said that this should be regarded as a free advertisement for my Leyitang.

I have to admit that the effect of this advertisement is really good, the number of messages and phone calls is several times more than usual, fortunately I hired Populus Hu, otherwise I would have been really busy with only Wang Shan and Luo Wei.

At four o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, a middle-aged thin man in a suit and tie came to Le Yitang and handed me his business card.

It doesn't really matter what this thin man is called or what he does, the point is that the character he represents is very good. He is a lawyer of Dongfanglong International Trade Group, and this time he came to me not in the name of Dongfanglong Group, but as a representative of Lei Sanlong, chairman of the group.

What's more, he looked very nervous, and repeatedly stressed that he must let me keep it a secret when he came here this time, and he also needed to ask me to sign a confidentiality agreement before he explained his intentions, so as to ensure that what he said to me would not leak out of me.

Although I haven't been in this industry for many years, I have come into contact with many local tyrants, and according to my experience, the more trenches there are, the more secrets that people will see, and such people are very willing to spend a lot of money to cover up these secrets.

I think I need to reward Xie Ru well after this matter is over, because I think I can at least knock him on this Lei Sanlong for hundreds of thousands.

Secrets are the most valuable things only when no one knows about them, so I definitely won't cut off my money, and I signed the confidentiality agreement that the lawyer took out without even reading it, and then I motioned for him to tell him the purpose of the trip.

The lawyer was still a little nervous, and looked at the door from time to time.

The walls of my office are all glass, and from where I sit, I can directly see the employees outside, so I quickly waved at the poplar.

He immediately came to help pull down the blinds in my office, and when I went out, he shut the door for me, and I told him not to let anyone into my office until I was done talking.

When all this was done, the lawyer finally breathed a sigh of relief, and before he could speak, he took out two photographs and put them on the table for me to see.

I took the photo and glanced at it, there were two people, a fat man and a thin man, the fat man looked hateful, and he looked rich and unkind, and the thin man was sick and crooked, and he felt that he would not live long.

Well. After reading it, what does this mean? I asked as I pushed the photo back.

This is the purpose of my visit this time, and the person in this photo is Lei Sanlong, chairman of Dongfang Dragon Group, whom I represent. The lawyer replied with a stern face.

Fat this? I asked.

Yes and not all. In fact, the people in these two photos are Mr. Lei, and the most critical problem is that there are only two months between them.

Yes?! I was surprised, and then quickly took back the two photos and took a closer look.

The fat man in the photo is at least 200 pounds or more, but the thin man is estimated to be less than 100 pounds, plus the thin man's complexion is extremely poor, and his facial features are even a little out of position and deformed, this gap is estimated that no one can tell the difference.

What diet pills should not be used? I asked half-jokingly.

The lawyer shook his head, then replied with a sigh: It is because of a woman, so I have to keep this matter a secret.

Woman? All sorts of strange images popped up in my head, and of course, I certainly wouldn't tell this lawyer what I was thinking, and I had to refrain from laughing in front of the God of Wealth.

Yes. Two years ago, Mr. Lei met a woman named Sun Tongtong, she is a little singer, and she has always been half-popular and not very famous. Mr. Lei was just playing at first, who knew that he would fall deeper and deeper, and in the end he would not even be able to leave that woman. Later, Mr. Lei's wife found out, so he was forced to break off with Sun Tongtong, but since then, Mr. Lei has begun to have insomnia, and then he has become thinner and thinner, and he has lost weight in two months.

This is really a knife on the head of the color word. I sighed.

As I said this, there was a slight change of expression on the lawyer's face, his nose tightened, and the corners of his mouth flicked down rapidly. This expression lasted less than half a second, but it was so rich in meaning that I naturally did not miss it, because it was a sign of my fortune.