In the car, Zhao Yong briefly introduced this "human life is a matter of heaven".

In the last half month, there has been a group of thieves called ghost hands, why are these thieves called ghost hands? Because their hands are indeed controlled by ghosts.

Of course, the stolen items cannot disappear out of thin air, and in terms of surveillance, the person who commits the crime is different every time, but the modus operandi is almost identical. The first crime occurred in a restaurant called "Dajianghu". What was stolen were five bottles of expensive red wine and more than 4,000 yuan in cash that had just been collected by the front desk.

Today, when the penetration rate of mobile payment is very high, there are few thieves with "craftsmanship". Why do these thieves have "skills"? They don't avoid surveillance, they pick the lock of the sliding door in one go, and the door lock is as if it has never been moved. The red wine was put in a safe, someone invited guests here a few days ago, and it was flown in at a great price, and counting the freight, five bottles of red wine cost at least 130,000 yuan.

"You have surveillance, don't you just find someone!" Mo Xun complained.

"You really eat white rice when the public security bureau is in charge! We arrested the suspect the day after the Dajianghu incident, and the key is that those two people are fools!" Zhao Yong said anxiously.

In many cities, there is a group of people who are strangely dressed and often appear alone, and their mouths are either babbling unintelligible words or shouting and swearing. They were abandoned by their families, picked up clothes to wear when it was cold, and rummaged through garbage to eat when they were hungry.

The two suspects are very easy to identify, both of them live in the Fengchengju community behind the Dajianghu Hotel, they are demolition households, the old lady is seventy-three, and they have to raise a son and grandson with mental illness, the family of three is very miserable, and can only rely on the subsistence allowance and the help of neighbors to live.

This is the only time the special case team has caught a suspect, and they don't know why they asked: "What's your name?" "Who instructed you to go to the Dajianghu Hotel?" The answer was only a man's smirk.

In half a month, thirteen such cases occurred, almost one in a day, and twenty suspects were arrested, all of whom were mentally ill wandering around the corners of the city, and the interrogation yielded no results.

"Check it slowly, I didn't lose anything!" Mo Xun said casually. It's all shops, and it's not so urgent to lose eight thousand things.

"This morning, the Fengtian Forbidden City lost a treasure, the waist knife used by the Emperor Taiji. This waist knife has yin qi on it, so I was afraid that it would be a good one, so it was not exhibited. I don't know when I lost it, but I found out today. Female police officer Lu Fangfang said.

"So what you said about human life is to be a police dog looking for something!" Mo Xun still didn't realize the seriousness of the problem.

"I know you didn't promise us, but we really can't wait, next Monday, a leader from the central government will come to shoot the national treasure of our Fengtian Forbidden City, this knife should be photogenic, if you lose it, you have to make a big deal." Zhao Yong said nervously.

"Officer Zhao, I lost my mobile phone in Wanda Plaza two years ago, and I didn't find it after calling the police. In this way, you get my phone back, and then I'll get the national treasure back for you, do you think it's worth it?" Mo Xun smiled on his face, but he couldn't wait to scold this Officer Zhao in his heart.

What kind of thing? The loss of a national treasure is a big deal, and whoever loses money, loses a mobile phone, or loses a bicycle, and I haven't heard of anyone getting it back, and what are the police doing? Aren't they serving the people?

"Mo Xun, this is a matter for the state! Please take it seriously!" Lu Fangfang was dissatisfied with Mo Xun's attitude.

"The affairs of the country are the affairs, and the affairs of the people are not called affairs?" heard Lu Fangfang say

said, Mo Xun was even more angry, and he had to reason with her when he grabbed Lu Fangfang.

"Xiao Lu, apologize to Miss Mo Xun. Of course, the people's affairs are matters, and the work of the people's police at the bottom is not effective, so we will definitely strictly supervise it. Zhao Yong pulled Lu Fangfang.

"It's like human talk. Then I won't go. Mo Xun waved her hand, she still remembered that Xiao Yunshan had spoken to her in the morning.

"The cars are all driving in, just take a look, just take a look at this case, you can help if you can, and we won't pester you if you don't want to. It's a big deal that you're a supernumerary, and if you are given privileges, you won't be forced to work. Zhao Yong's attitude turned out to be humble. Mo Xun always felt that there was nothing good here.

"Mo Xun, take a look. Xiaoxi, who hadn't squeaked for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"What's going on inside?" Mo Xun asked Xiaoxi.

"Ordinary ghosts can't enter the Forbidden City, this is where the emperor used to stay. The one who came here to steal things is definitely not an ordinary ghost, don't forget, Aixin Jueluo Fulin is still inside. After Xiaoxi's suggestion, Mo Xun remembered Fulin.

can steal his father's things under the nose of Aixinjue Luo Fulin, what kind of character does that have to be?

"Okay. I'll help you this time, and I'll talk about it later. Mo Xun agreed, but purely for the sake of loving Xinjue Luo Fulin.

The last time I came to the Fengtian Forbidden City, there was still no entrance fee here. Last time, there was still the emperor living here, and unconsciously, things were wrong.

"The waist knife and a lot of the collection are kept in the storeroom and counted by someone every day. Because of the peculiarity of the waist knife, the museum decided to exhibit it again on Sunday, but it disappeared this morning. After getting out of the car, Zhao Yong took Mo Xun and them straight to the warehouse.

This storeroom is actually a very well renovated palace, the outside has been repainted in recent years, and a very meticulous security system has been installed inside. Because it is full of old objects, no one dares to live, the management staff deliberately built an ear room next to it, selling something during the day, and leaving people to work at night.

"Lao Zhao, this is the watchman in the warehouse, today he found that the waist knife was missing and reported it. Xiao Su, a young male police officer, said.

"Hello officer, my name is Bai Sheng, and I've been here for seven years. "This watchman turned out to be a young man.

"Aren't they all old men, are you retiring at such a young age?" Mo Xun saw that Bai Sheng was not more than thirty years old at most.

"No, I'm here to work, and I've been here since I got divorced. Don't talk about me, let's take you inside to see the situation!" Obviously, Bai Sheng didn't want to say anything about his situation.

"Okay. ”

In the warehouse, it was much more neat than Mo Xun imagined, and everything was placed in a separate glass box.

"This used to be a waist knife, and when the police came in the morning, I checked the surveillance, and I followed it, and I didn't see where the knife came from. Bai Sheng said.

"You go out! I'll call you if there's a problem. Mo Xun said.

"Okay, then you can say hello to something, this side is not open today, and I'm fine. After the words fell, Bai Sheng drilled back to the small ear room next to him.

After Bai Sheng went out, only Mo Xun and his party and the people from the supernatural incident investigation team were left in the house. Lu Fangfang said something in Xiao Su's ear, and Xiao Su nodded and walked out.

"Our officer Xiao Su doesn't look young, but he has a pair of yin and yang eyes, and he can draw portraits of people and ghosts who have entered this house. Zhao Yong pointed to Xiao Su who walked out and said.

"I really have some skills, but what about you two? I think this little girl wants to come in through the back door. Mo Xun looked at Lu Fangfang unhappy, and deliberately provoked.

"I learned nine whips from our Northeast Feng family, and I can fight ghosts!" Hearing Mo Xun's provocation, Lu Fangfang straightened up and said.

This Feng family Mo Xun has indeed heard of it, he was a ghost eater in the early years, and he also disappeared later. In recent years, the Northeast has been regarded as a country and a country, and this bowl of ghost rice is becoming more and more unpalatable.

"Okay, okay, you go out, I'll take a look here. Mo Xun didn't bother to argue with her.

"Let's go out, let's handle the case, you let me let us go out?" Lu Fangfang suddenly lost her temper.

"Okay, then you stay, let's go. "Saying that, Mo Xun is about to leave.

"Let's go. ”

After Zhao Yong left, Mo Xun instantly released a demonic aura that enveloped the entire room. The temperature here drops to freezing in an instant.

"You go to Master Yichen and stay here to see the situation, this is indeed not done by people, but the yin qi in this room is so heavy, it is estimated that it is difficult for that Xiao Su to see anything. Mo Xun found that not only the waist knife here has a bad aura, but also a lot of weapons and even paintings, which makes this room have a strong yin atmosphere.

"Okay, then do you want to tell Master Yichen about the theft of the Huang Taiji Waist Knife?" Huan Qing took Huan Yu and Huang Ge to the place where Master Yichen practiced before.

"Talk, go say hi. Mo Xun didn't know whether to say it or not.

"I'll take care of it myself. "With Xiaoxi by Mo Xun's side, Huanqing is not very worried.

Mo Xun walked to an empty glass box, which was supposed to contain a waist knife. There is no trace, as if it was taken out of thin air.

"Miss Mo Xun, I'm Xiao Su, I want to come in and paint, is it convenient?" Outside the door, Xiao Su said politely.

Mo Xun retracted his anger and said hello, planning to catch up with Huanqing and them to see Aixinjue Luo Fulin. went out and turned his head and saw Bai Sheng stretching his neck to watch the movement inside.

"You're so amazing!" Seeing Mo Xun seeing him, he looked at Mo Xun with adoring eyes.

"You're amazing, you've been fighting here for seven years, don't you think it's gloomy here?" Mo Xun deliberately scared Bai Sheng and said.

"I'm not afraid, my son is blessed in heaven! You see, here are my son's ashes. As he spoke, Bai Sheng pulled out a red rope from his collar, on which hung a small crystal clear jade gourd, there was nothing beautiful to carve, and it could be seen that it was not a precious thing.

"Your son, how old are you? I think you're in your twenties. Mo Xun asked.

"I'm twenty-eight. Rural people, give birth early. I got married at nineteen. Bai Sheng said with a smile.

"Then why are you still working here? Do you know that this place is not clean? If you can, move to a good place! If you are willing to work, I can find you a similar job. It's better than that. Mo Xun looked at Bai Sheng's self-familiar appearance, and couldn't help but want to help him.

From his words, Mo Xun guessed how difficult it would be for a man who was divorced and had a dead son.

"You don't know, police officer, I can earn a lot by selling goods during the day and working at night! Bai Sheng's words made Mo Xun feel uncomfortable.

"Lao Zhao, I'm done painting!" In the house, Xiao Su called, and Mo Xun also entered the house.