Although Lin Feng had not been in contact with Feng Yun for a long time, this person really aroused his curiosity.

Whether it is this institution that I have never heard of, or the style of this trio, it is refreshing Lin Feng's inherent perception of the military mansion.

Without checking the clues and rumors, and the three of them were still so concerned about a non-existent bus, naturally Lin Feng felt that something was not right.

On the other side, Feng Yun and the three of them, who had left Ti Xingsi, returned to the car, and as soon as they got in the car, the fat man couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, looked at Feng Yun and asked:

"Director, look at your attitude, what did you find?"

Feng Yun looked out the window, frowned slightly and thought about it and said:

"The reason why we didn't see this bus yesterday, including when Xing Si investigated earlier, was because the time was wrong."

"Huh? But I see that in the investigation records of Ti Xingsi, their investigation time was also around twelve o'clock. ”

"When I say the time, I mean the day."

As he spoke, Feng Yun looked at the fat man next to him and the Yan Qilin behind him:

"In the ancient folk law, there is a unique way of calculating.

If 1~12 is paired with 12 earthly branches, then every odd number is yang, and every even number is yin.

Just now, I paid special attention to all the statements of eyewitnesses who recorded the time of seeing the 444 bus.

The number of cloudy days varies from month to month, such as more cloudy days in December and fewer cloudy days in January.

But all the sightings in the confession, although the months are different, are all cloudy.

So you see, this is an important opportunity that we have been overlooking.

That 444 bus only shows up when it's cloudy......"

Doubts were clearly written on the faces of the fat man and Yan Qilin, and the two of them seemed to be unable to clearly understand the matter for the time being.

However, Feng Yun was not in a hurry to let the two of them understand, but just waved his hand:

"Let's go, let's go back to the military mansion first, we need to prepare something.

The next cloudy day will be two days later, and if our previous assumptions are correct, we will not find anything in these two days.

In this case, it is better to sharpen the knife and chop the wood, and when everything is ready, we will solve the case in one fell swoop two days later. ”

As soon as the group of three returned to the polling bureau that had been temporarily built in the abandoned warehouse of the military palace, Feng Yun received a call from the chief soldier.

Making this phone call was naturally because the general soldier wanted to inquire about Feng Yun's case-handling process, and at the same time, he also hoped to tell Feng Yun again and again that his time was running out and that he had to solve the case as soon as possible.

On the one hand, it was pressure from the superiors, and on the other hand, Feng Yun had to wait for a favorable time and place.

Therefore, although Feng Yun didn't say anything at this moment, the pressure on his shoulders was much greater.

Soon, Feng Yun gave the fat man and Yan Qilin a list of things to prepare.

An officer and soldier drove the two men and drove them out of the military palace to go shopping.

Sitting in the car, the fat man looked at the list in his hand and wondered:

"What kind of stuff is this, a triple compass, a pile of yellow paper, and the most outrageous thing is a handful of gray.

What's this ash? Let us prepare this, what does it have to do with solving the case? ”

Compared with the fat man, Yan Qilin is obviously much calmer:

"Listen to the chief."

The simple 4 words showed Yan Qilin's attitude, which made the fat man sitting next to him feel a little bored:

"You're so boring, sometimes I wonder if your voice was borrowed.

I don't think it's too stuffy in the car, let's talk and talk to help lighten the mood......"

However, Yan Qilin didn't pay attention to him, and it was all fat people talking to themselves along the way.

"Hey, let's stop here, the list should be here......"

With the fat man's order, the officers and soldiers quickly parked the military vehicle in front of a paper bunker.

In this year, there are not many paper tie-up shops, and they are generally located around some large hospitals, forming a one-stop service after death.

The fat man and Yan Qilin got out of the car, and the signboard of the store in front of them was obviously different from other stores.

The white plaque reads the word "fierce", and a white lantern hangs next to it, and two paper figures are greeted at the door, one on the left and one on the right, a red man and a green woman, but they have no eyes.

Murder is a relatively old name, in ancient times, the business of funeral supplies is collectively referred to as the murder, including coffin shops, paper shops and so on.

The two paper figures placed at the door are also exquisite, usually a man and a woman placed on the left and right sides respectively.

If the paper figure is standing and holding something such as ingots in both hands, then in ancient times it meant that the shop could be paid on credit.

And if the paper figure is empty-handed and faces the door sideways, it means that the store does not take credit.

However, this kind of attention is no longer common, and people's living conditions are better, and no one will take credit for this kind of thing, so the saying is no longer circulated among the people.

"Squeak ......"

The fat man grinned and pushed open the door of the paper shop, and all kinds of bells and whistles of paper came into view.

There are regular gold and silver paper ingots, paper people and paper horses, archway gatehouses, and house paper money.

There are also some modern sports cars, villas......

The shopkeeper was a bald middle-aged man, looked at the two with a heavy face and said:

"Just look at ......"

The owner of the paper shop has never greeted guests with a smile, let alone said something like "welcome".

Naturally, the reason goes without saying.

Therefore, basically when entering any paper shop, the boss will always have a calm face, which is also a unique custom in this industry.

"Boss, don't lose your face, no one is dead, just come to buy something!"

The fat man handed over the list in his hand with a big grin:

"Just prepare it for me according to this, hurry up!"

For such a guest, the boss of the paper piercing also felt very rare, and then looked at the list curiously, the front one was okay, but the last handful of incense made him feel a little puzzled.

"Master, I know what the things in front of me are for.

But what do you want this incense stick for? ”

Hearing this, the fat man also became interested:

"Do you know what a head incense is?"

The bald middle-aged man nodded, then turned back and pointed to the incense burner that enshrined the god seat:

"The first incense refers to the ashes that burn the first incense stick of the day, but I don't quite understand what you want the ashes to do?"

"Boss, you're talking nonsense, I want to understand and ask Ling?"

The fat man also felt very puzzled, he really couldn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Feng Yun's gourd.

However, under the urging of the fat man, the bald middle-aged man was quickly prepared, and the things on the list were handed over to the fat man in a red bag.

Until the time the two left, the bald middle-aged man still had some doubts on his face.

The fat man and Yan Qilin didn't know that in this kind of white business, there was a saying that had been circulated since ancient times.

"The incense burns to ashes, and when it is scattered, you will see ghosts and gods. Paper figures don't draw eyes, they can return to their souls if they have eyes......"