CHAPTER XXXVI

In this way, the set set by the rich man Guo can play a vital role. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

When Peng Dawu heard this, he asked: "But, what does this have to do with the photo?" ”

"Photographs have two importances, one is that they are sacrificial items like puppets, and as long as these two items are not destroyed, the death curse will never disappear!"

"Second, the people who were blind in the theater at the beginning will definitely be put on Wang Lan's must-kill list, and Wang Lan has been sacrificed to death, so the resentment in his heart will definitely make Wang Lan lose his mind, so even if there is no heckling, the masses may become one of the targets!" Van Helsing explained.

"So I judge that part of Wang Lan's target is the person who went to the theater to watch her perform a puppet show!"

"And the reason why Liu Heng became a target is such a reason!"

"Since Mr. Fan's guess is correct, what are you going to do next?" Peng Dawu asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

Because so far, he has no clue, although he knows some of the origin of the past, but how to find the two sacrificial items, this has become a very headache.

Van Helsing stroked his chin, his eyes flashed with a glint of wisdom, and he said in a deep voice: "If you want to successfully capture that resentful spirit, you must find Wang Lan's bones!" ”

"Bones? What's the use of that? Didn't you say that you had to destroy those two sacrificial items to break the death curse? Peng Dawu looked at Van Helsing in confusion.

Van Helsing groaned: "If we find Wang Lan's bones, I can summon Wang Lan's soul back through Taoism, as long as it is sealed into the other two items during the summoning period, it is equivalent to transferring the power of the death curse to the other two items." ”

"In this way...... Van Helsing chuckled softly and glanced at Peng Dawu meaningfully.

Of course, Peng Dawu understood what Fan Helsing meant, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Fan, you mean that as long as we destroy the other two items, it is equivalent to destroying the death curse, right?" ”

"That's right, exactly!" Van Helsing continued: "Once Wang Lan's soul is sealed in the other two items, then the two items that Master Liu originally sacrificed are equivalent to becoming waste products, and they will lose their original effect!" ”

"If you want to break the power of its death curse, it's not to probe for it!" A slight smile appeared on Van Helsing's lips and he chuckled softly.

"Then how do we find Wang Lan's bones?" Peng Dawu then asked: "According to my investigation, Wang Lan is not buried in the cemetery, it seems that she was buried somewhere by Master Liu without permission, and now after so many years, it is a question whether she can find it!" How to seal Wang Lan's soul? ”

"No, it should be said, it's very simple!"

"Very easy?" Peng Dawu looked at Fan Helsing, who had a calm face, and asked, "Does anyone still know?" ”

"Could it be that you forgot Fang Tong, Master Fang?" Fan Helsing reminded, "Fang Tong was also at the scene when the death curse was sacrificed, so Fang Tong must know where Wang Lan's bones are buried!" ”

When Peng Dawu heard this, he immediately slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "Yes, how did I forget this, look at my memory, since I have a way, then I will go next door and ask now, to see where the grave is buried!" ”

Saying that, Peng Dawu hurriedly got up and was about to leave, when Van Helsing suddenly stopped him and said, "When you ask the location, remember to let me accompany you to go, so you have to find a way to get me out!" ”

"Well, I'll try to help you with that!" Peng Dawu nodded and said, "Then if it's okay, I'll leave first!" ”

"Go ahead!"

Van Helsing replied softly, and then leaned lazily on the iron chair, but his calm eyes obviously surged a little, which showed that his heart was by no means as comfortable as it seemed.

……

With that, Peng Dawu hurriedly came to the interrogation room next door.

When he opened the iron door of the interrogation room, he saw Fang Tong sitting lifelessly on the iron chair, he looked lifeless like a dying old man, looking at the wooden table in front of him with cloudy eyes, motionless like a statue.

"Brother Peng, are you here?" In the interrogation room, a young police officer hurriedly greeted Peng Dawu.

Peng Dawu nodded with a smile and said, "Xiao Chen, this suspect will be handed over to me for interrogation!" You can go and do something else! ”

The young police officer named Xiao Chen nodded again and again: "Okay, Brother Peng will listen to you, you are more experienced than me in this industry, this suspect will be handed over to you!" ”

"Okay, then you can go!" Peng Dawu waved his hand, and then he didn't say more, and then, he turned his head and asked solemnly: "Master Fang, I hope you can cooperate with me, I have some questions I want to ask you now!" ”

Fang Tong's eyelids were slightly raised, he glanced at him with a cloudy gaze, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have said everything that should be said, and there is nothing more to say!" ”

Seeing Fang Tong's unwilling to cooperate, Peng Dawu couldn't help but smile: "Master Fang, don't worry, listen to me, my colleagues asked some simple questions at the beginning, and what I want to ask now is a very important question!" ”

"Something important?" Fang Tong sneered and sneered, "I told you that this incident was a curse, but ...... Do you believe it? ”

"Not only do you not believe me, but you also lock me up here like a madman all day long, even if you keep me locked up, and you have to come here to interrogate me for hours every day, I just want to ask, what other questions do you need to ask me?"

Fang Tong raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of hostility.

"It's simple, I just want to ask you a question!" Peng Dawu looked at Fang Tong calmly, and went directly to the topic: "I just want to ask you where Wang Lan's bones are buried!" I'm sure you know the answer! ”

Hearing this, Fang Tong's cloudy eyes lit up slightly, and his expression changed a little, he frowned and asked, "Officer, what do you mean by this?" Do you still disturb the bones of the bones that have been buried? This is very disrespectful to the dead! I hope you police officers don't do anything wrong! ”

"Nonsense?" Peng Dawu suddenly glared angrily, slapped the wooden table heavily, and said angrily: "Do you know how many people you have harmed by refining this damn death curse?" According to incomplete statistics, the number of victims who were made into puppets is as high as 181! ”

"I just want to ask, do these dead people deserve to die? And how many people are innocent? Peng Dawu roared angrily: "All the policemen who investigated these cases also died at the hands of that damned resentful spirit, aren't the lives of these policemen lives?" ”

"Do you know how many families have been ruined by this curse? Who are you to say that I go and disturb the sleep of the dead? ”