"Neighbors, neighbors?" Ye August's expression immediately froze.

Mo Xiaoya raised her eyebrows and pulled out an exaggerated smile, "Hehe, yes, your house is opposite me, it's really a coincidence!" ”

"Ha, haha, yes, what a coincidence!" Ye August said with a smile.

Mo Xiaoya lowered her eyes, looked at the rental contract and reminded: "Then sign it quickly, the environment here is really good!" ”

"Oh!" Ye August didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly signed it.

Everything was done, Mo Xiaoya said happily: "OK! Now that you've brought all your stuff, just move straight away, I'll just help you pack up the house! ”

couldn't help but say, Mo Xiaoya took Ye August's hand and walked neatly towards the residence.

Ye August was grinding as she walked, always feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, so she could only let Mo Xiaoya take her away.

"It's here! Take a look at your new home! Mo Xiaoya smiled very enthusiastically.

Ye August stared at the three black lines on the door of his head, and opened the door with a slight tremble.

"Let's skip work in the morning, let's go to have a big meal after helping you clean up, I invite you, just welcome you to our office as the boss!"

The more enthusiastic Mo Xiaoya was, the more uncomfortable Ye August felt, although she kept convincing herself to adapt to the reality that Mo Xiaoya was a ghost, her psychology was not as strong as she imagined.

Ye August was looking at Mo Xiaoya helping her clean up the house with a complicated mood, and Mo Xiaoya suddenly answered the phone.

"Really? Okay, then I'll come right over! What, do you want her to go? August just finished moving, boss, you can give her a morning off......" After putting down the phone, Mo Xiaoya stuck out her tongue at Ye August, "It seems that we can't skip work, the boss is calling us!" ”

"Did the boss make any new discoveries?" Ye August asked expectantly.

"He only said that he had found a key thing, so let's hurry to the office!" Mo Xiaoya said hurriedly.

Ye August didn't slack off and quickly followed, but she didn't mean to complain about Ling Heng, but felt relieved.

At least she didn't have to be alone with a ghost.

The two of them took a taxi and hurried to the office, but Ling Heng was not idle.

He just changed out of his soaked clothes, made a cup of hot tea, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office and stared out the window, until he saw Ye August and Mo Xiaoya, his gaze in the distance gradually retracted and fell on Ye August.

Ye August suddenly raised his head without warning, "Detective Ling? ”

Ling Heng immediately shifted his gaze and left the window, choking on a sip of tea and coughing because he was in a hurry.

"Ahem......"

"Boss, why are you so red? You don't have a fever, do you? As soon as Mo Xiaoya entered the door, she saw Ling Heng, who was coughing and his face was flushed, sitting on a chair leaning down slightly, one hand still pressed on his chest, and he seemed to be very uncomfortable.

"Detective Ling, are you alright?" Ye August also asked with concern, and walked over to him quickly with Mo Xiaoya.

"I'm fine!" Ling Heng sat up straight, his face recovered, and he was as pale as before, almost transparent.

Ye August felt that he looked better when he was still blushing, and he looked more like a "person".

Seeing that Ling Heng was indeed fine, Mo Xiaoya immediately muttered with a little dissatisfaction: "Boss, why are you calling the two of us over in such a hurry?" We just got the house in August and we're packing it up. ”

"Where is the house you rented?" Ling Heng looked at Ye August and asked expressionlessly.

"The house I rented is opposite Sister Xiaoya's house, what a coincidence." Ye August said and smiled sweetly.

She didn't mean to smile so sweetly, but she really looked like a porcelain doll, and she laughed like this.

She actually hates her face, which looks too innocent, although sometimes it is a good thing for her.

Ling Heng unconsciously stared at the corners of Ye August's mouth, and was in a trance for a while.

This harmless, innocent face seemed to show a hidden evil aura in a trance, and the slightly raised sweet corners of Ye August's mouth revealed sharp white fangs.

"Boss, what are you looking at?" Mo Xiaoya looked at Ling Heng strangely, and then at Ye August, who was a little hairy by Ling Heng, with a question mark on his head.

Ling Heng immediately came back to his senses, his expression cold, "I was in a hurry to call you here because I found this!" See for yourselves! ”

Ling Heng lifted a piece of black brocade on the desk, revealing a beautiful but very strange painting.

"This is the ghost mother picture!" Mo Xiaoya exclaimed, and hurriedly picked up the painting and looked at it carefully.

Ye August was frightened by this exquisitely framed, but strange and eerie human skin painting, took a few steps back, covered his mouth and gasped.

Mo Xiaoya patted her ass sincerely, "Boss, you are really a god!" Where did you find this picture? I didn't find it in Wang Hao's house! ”

Ling Heng said lightly: "I was able to find this painting, it was also a coincidence, thanks to the experience in the Jade Food Pavilion last night." ”

"What was your experience at the Jade Restaurant?" Mo Xiaoya looked at him suspiciously, remembering the way he came back in his nightgown last night.

Ling Heng raised his eyes calmly, "Last night I swam around the lake in the Jade Cuisine Pavilion, and I gained some inspiration underwater. This painting was found in the pool of Wang Hao's house. ”

Mo Xiaoya was now full of questions, "What?" This is painted under the pool in his house? So how can this painting be so well preserved? Did you find any clues on this painting? ”

"The painting belonged to the poor woman, but it also told me an important message. The ink and technique used to draw this tattoo is very special, I saw it once when I first started a detective agency, and I haven't seen it since, and I thought it was lost. I can't imagine that I will see this kind of tattoo again today, and it is really a bit intimate. ”

Ling Heng's tone was not shocked, and his eyes were even more calm, like a bottomless pool.

Ye August looked at him in a daze, and then his eyes fell on the human skin painting, this picture of the ghost mother seemed to suddenly come to life when she saw it, the ghost mother's mouth opened even bigger, and the blood-red tongue was like a vine Ye August wrapped around.

"Ahh Ye August screamed, his legs and feet softened unobediently, and he sat on the ground.

"August, what's wrong with you?" Mo Xiaoya hurriedly put the painting on the table and helped her up.

"I-I'm fine, I'm sorry, I'm going to wash my face." Ye August ran out after speaking.

"She's okay, right? Shall I go along and have a look? Mo Xiaoya consulted Ling Heng's opinion.

Ling Heng was as cold-blooded as ever, lowering his eyes indifferently, "She may be frightened, let her go, if she really can't bear this, it's okay to leave." ”

"Boss......" Mo Xiaoya shrugged helplessly, and had no choice but to follow Ling Heng in cold blood once, because she was more concerned about this human skin painting now.

"Boss, what's so special about this tattoo? I don't see anything special about it other than it's beautiful. ”

Ling Heng glanced at the human skin painting, his gaze suddenly became full of slaughter, and he said slowly: "The ink used in this tattoo is made of grinding the flower on the other side of the underworld and the Huangquan tree, and the style of this tattoo is a special style for drawing patterns for the underworld. There are very few artifacts in the human world, and I only saw them once a hundred years ago, but they are extremely impressive. The tattoo I saw at that time was the pattern on the ghostly vessel, and the pattern was not a ghost mother, but a picture of a ghostly beast, which was tattooed on the body of a big man, and later the big man also died unexpectedly, and the death was extremely miserable. ”

Ling Heng finally had some emotion on his face, it was a kind of nostalgia for the past.

After listening to Ling Heng's words, Mo Xiaoya asked a series of questions: "What kind of person is the person who gave them the tattoo?" Did you catch the murderer at that time? Was the killer a tattooed person? ”

"That person ......" Ling Heng was just about to speak, when Ye August walked in.

"I'm sorry, I just lost my temper." Ye August said timidly, and walked cautiously in front of Ling Heng.

Ling Heng glanced at her disdainfully, sighed secretly, and continued: "That person escaped from the underworld, I have already proved that the murderer is that person, and he was also arrested, but unfortunately, he escaped later. I thought he had been captured by the Underworld, but I didn't expect him to reappear a hundred years later. It seems that he was not captured by the underworld, but has been hiding in the human world. I thought it was an evil spirit that arranged the Yin Gathering Evil Array, but it turned out to be people from the underworld. ”

"Who the hell is that man?" Mo Xiaoya was about to die.

"That person is just an ordinary craftsman in the underworld, but when he fled, he stole the spiritual fruit of the Hades Royal Garden, so he has extraordinary power, he can escape to the underworld, and he can also control people through tattoos to achieve his goals." Ling Heng's tone was still very calm at this time, but his eyes were full of hatred.

"Give people tattoos to control people, first let the person who is tattooed by him get some sweetness and benefits, and in turn begin to unconsciously eat the person he controls. After he tattooed the poor woman, he controlled not only the woman, but also the twin sister who had been in the woman's body, originally he wanted to directly use the souls of the two of them to do things for himself, but he didn't think that the woman would not be at peace after death, but her tragic experience inadvertently deepened her resentment and made the man more handy. Now that the woman's soul has been taken by you, and the soul of his sister has been eaten by the mysterious woman, he can only kill himself. ”

It was not Ling Heng who said these words calmly, but Ye August.

After saying this, Ye August lifted his glasses, pursed his lips unconfidently, and lowered his head timidly, "This is all my blind guess, if it is not right, please Detective Ling and Sister Xiaoya don't mind." ”

Ye August lowered his head, waiting for Ling Heng and Mo Xiaoya's reaction, but after a long time, the entire office was still silent.

A cold sweat broke out on Ye August's forehead, and she clenched her two little hands nervously, and as her heartbeat accelerated, she began to regret her momentary recklessness just now.

"Smack." Ling Heng's teacup was placed on the table, startling Ye August and raising his head suddenly.