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However, Fang Tong was like rotten wood, looking extremely calm, his cloudy gaze was as loose as usual, but there was obviously a trace of uneasiness in his gaze, obviously his heart was very tormented and in a struggle.

There was a brief silence in the atmosphere, and in the quiet interrogation room, only the sound of Peng Dawu's heavy breathing could be heard.

After a long time, Peng Dawu calmed down the excitement in his heart slightly, slowly sat down on the iron chair, and sighed: "This curse has lasted for so many years, and Gumu Village is now unrecognizable, if you still have a little conscience in your heart, then please tell us the location!" ”

"We need your help so badly!" When he said this, Peng Dawu's tone was very solemn.

I saw that Fang Tong's eyelids drooped, he pondered for a moment, and asked, "Mr. Fan asked you to come!" ”

Peng Dawu thought for a while, nodded and said, "As you say, it's true!" ”

Fang Tong smiled bitterly: "Perhaps, only he would think of asking this kind of question!" If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid he already has a countermeasure, so let me tell you where the grave is, right? ”

Peng Dawu nodded silently, he knew that in this case, only by telling the truth could he get the result he wanted.

"Then Master Fang, you ......" Peng Dawu looked at Fang Tong's cloudy gaze and hesitated.

Fang Tong sighed, his eyes were a little melancholy, and replied, "It's time to solve this matter!" Xiaolan's bones were buried by us in the back mountain of the funeral home, about halfway up the mountain, and you will pass by the path of the mountain, but if you want to find it, I'm afraid I won't go, it will be difficult for you to find it! ”

"It's not a problem, I'll ask the leaders above for you to leave the police station for a day." Peng Dawu said in a deep voice: "Since you are willing to lead the way, then we will go to the back mountain tomorrow morning!" ”

Seeing that Fang Tong nodded in agreement, Peng Dawu got up to leave, and just a few steps away, Fang Tong suddenly shouted: "Officer, please stay!" ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Peng Dawu stopped his pace and asked, "Master Fang, is there anything else?" ”

"Officer, I want to ask you some questions!"

Peng Dawu groaned: "Say it! ”

"I want to know what Mr. Fan's plan is?"

Fang Tong's eyes showed a hint of strangeness, and he asked: "According to the original situation, it is impossible to break the death curse without finding the original two sacrificial items, but looking at your appearance, it seems that finding Xiaolan's bones is equivalent to breaking the death curse, what is going on?" ”

"Here's the thing......"

"Mr. Fan plans to summon back Wang Lan's soul and then seal it in the other two items, through this method, the two items that Master Liu sacrificed can be invalidated, so that as long as we destroy Mr. Fan's two items, we can easily break the death curse!"

Peng Dawu glanced at Fang Tong and said in a low voice, "Now you should know what's going on!" If it's okay, then I'll leave first, and I'll have to report this to the leader later! ”

Seeing that Fang Tongmu was still moving, Peng Dawu sighed and turned to leave.

In the empty interrogation room, Fang Tong looked ahead with his eyes intent, and muttered to himself: "Summoning Xiaolan's soul, is it ......?"

"Sixteen years, exactly sixteen years, we are finally going to meet!"

……

The next day, early in the morning, the back hill of the funeral home.

This backmountain stretches for thousands of miles, running through the surrounding villages, like a natural barrier, lying across the whole land, looking away, like a sleeping green dragon, magnificent, and extraordinary.

Passing through the sheep intestine trail and taking light steps, Van Helsing and his party have gradually come to the halfway point of the mountain.

"How far is it to get there?" In the rear, there was a weak voice.

looked at the voice and found that this was the police officer who investigated in the library, Chen Qiang.

Chen Qiang is slightly chubby and has never walked on mountain roads, but now he suddenly walks such a long and rugged mountain road, and his body is inevitably a little unbearable.

At this time, his forehead was already covered with delicate beads of sweat, and his chest was like a broken bellows, rising and falling violently, he gasped for a few breaths, and then said: "You guy can't remember the wrong place, right?" We have walked for more than an hour, and we haven't even seen a tombstone, and if we continue to walk like this, I'm afraid we have all reached the top of the mountain! ”

Hearing this, Fang Tong stopped his pace slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Officer Chen, I won't forget this place, it's only a matter of ten minutes' walk!" ”

Peng Dawu, who was nearby, couldn't help but smile and said: "Lao Chen, what about the old policeman who has been more than ten years, he is tired after only walking for so long?" You won't have kidney deficiency, will you? Ha ha! ”

Facing Peng Dawu's ridicule, Chen Qiang's face was slightly red, and he said angrily: "As far as your grandson talks a lot, I would have known that I wouldn't let you participate in this event, it's really unlucky, how can you be a broom star!" ”

Peng Dawu chuckled and said, "If it weren't for me, you would have been able to get so many clues?" Can you still get to the bottom of the matter in a few days? ”

"Okay, I won't talk to you!" Chen Qiang knew that he had always been unable to talk about Peng Dawu, so he simply changed the topic and said: "But don't say it, these two detectives really seem to have two brushes, and they have found so many clues in such a short period of time, looking at this momentum, I am afraid that they can break the death curse today!" ”

"Hopefully!" Peng Dawu sighed lightly, looking into the depths of the forest in front of him, and for some reason, a trace of uneasiness inexplicably appeared in his heart.

Could it really be so easy to solve?

……

Tens of minutes.

Fang Tong came to a clearing on the mountainside, this clearing is surrounded by flat terrain and a relatively wide field of vision, which is indeed a good place to bury the coffin.

"Master Fang, where is the coffin?" Liu Heng looked at the vast trees and wondered.

If you forget the location and want to find it, I am afraid it will undoubtedly be looking for a needle in a haystack.

After Van Helsing looked around, his eyes sank, and he said indifferently: "It should be the pine tree in front of you!" ”

"Mr. Fan, how did you guess?" Liu Heng touched the back of his head in confusion.

It's pretty much the same around here! Nothing special at all!

Van Helsing chuckled: "It's very simple, you can see the grass and flowers around here, a vibrant scene, but if you look closely, you will find that near the pine tree in front of you, there is a dead silence, and the flowers and plants nearby have obviously withered a lot, indicating that there are some things full of evil qi buried in this place." ”

"And this thing full of evil spirits is probably the location of Wang Lan's grave."

Hearing this, Fang Tong nodded his head slightly, and sighed: "We didn't cremate her at the beginning, so we planned to bury her in this deep mountain and old forest, there have been few people here, and it can be regarded as a pure land, but it's just ......"

Fang Tong didn't continue, he didn't expect that after decades, this pure land would eventually be destroyed.

Thinking of this, his face also became a little melancholy, what kind of sin was this made!