Speaking of this, Zhang Dong couldn't cry anymore, and he asked himself over and over again why he was the only one who survived.

After learning what happened, all the investigators present felt a little strange and realized the seriousness of the matter.

Without the slightest hesitation, the high-tech city Tixing Division immediately contacted the Caoyun Division and informed the Yongan River about the flood disaster incident in the Yongan River area.

A number of salvage boats rushed to the Yongan River overnight to carry out salvage, and the lights illuminated the Yongan River as bright as day.

Fortunately, it was late at night, which didn't attract much attention.

Most people are already asleep at this moment, unaware of what happened on the Yongan River.

In the Xing Division, Chen Shengdong asked Zhang Dong more questions, and the investigator next to him was carefully recording Zhang Dong's every sentence.

"You said that after you fell into the water, you felt someone grab your foot and drag you into the water, could it be your family member?

After all, in this case, the instinctive human reaction is to grab everything that can be grasped. ”

Facing Chen Shengdong's inquiry, Zhang Dong shook his head in horror:

"No, it's not, everyone in my family is very water-based, and I was looking for them the first time I fell into the water.

But they were all gone, as if they had disappeared the moment they fell into the water.

It was a water ghost who caught me, and the one who harmed my other family members must also be water ghosts.

They're looking for a stand-in, but they want to choose us! ”

Zhang Dong shed tears, unable to hide the sadness in his heart.

All the people closest to them left overnight, and everyone who was replaced would probably react in the same way.

"Calm down, the Yongan River is now being salvaged.

Maybe they're still alive, the water ghost is just folklore, it doesn't exist, you have to believe in the science of things! ”

Chen Shengdong comforted Zhang Dong, but it was obvious that his pacification did not work.

Zhang Dong, who had personally experienced that strange phenomenon, had obviously identified what he had in mind.

The water ghost is looking for a stand-in!

"You said you felt something scratching at your ankle, but the doctor had already examined you and there was no mark on your ankle.

At the same time, you also said that soon after, you felt like you were being pushed by something, don't you think, this is a bit of a contradiction? ”

"I don't know, but what I said is true."

Zhang Dong was afraid that Chen Shengdong would not believe him, and he kept explaining emotionally.

Chen Shengdong also found that he might not get any useful clues from him, so he could only sigh and end the conversation.

According to the normal investigation process, the Criminal Division can only wait for the salvage results of the Caoyun Division.

But Chen Shengdong really didn't have the patience to wait now, so he decided to go to Yong'an River to investigate in person, and send Zhang Dong to the hospital by the way.

The careful Chen Shengdong realized that his mental state was very unstable now, and it was better to let the doctor check it.

But what Chen Shengdong didn't expect was that not long after he sent Zhang Dong to the hospital as a private person, Zhang Dong asked to leave emotionally.

The doctors and nurses on duty could not stop them because of this, so they could only let Zhang Dong leave.

Chen Shengdong, who received a call from the hospital, was already beside the Yongan River at this time, and he also sighed deeply.

The nature of the case is still inconclusive, and Zhang Dong does not cooperate with the hospital's examination, and there is nothing he can do.

Therefore, in Chen Shengdong's heart, he only wanted to find out about this matter as soon as possible and end this matter as soon as possible.

Two salvage ships were carrying out salvage at the site of the incident described by Zhang Dong.

But after a few hours, nothing was caught in the whole river.

The person in charge of the salvage ship reported the results to Chen Shengdong, which made Chen Shengdong feel a little tricky.

If something really happened to Zhang Dong's family, why couldn't they even find the body?

If there was no such thing, why would Zhang Dong run wet to report the case to the Criminal Division?

After several hours of salvage, there was no result, which made Chen Shengdong's heart feel a little irritable.

The other investigators by the river were also exhausted, but Chen Shengdong still called a few people as soon as possible, planning to go to Zhang Dong again in person.

When the group came to Fushou Village, the villagers stood at the door curiously and discussed what was going on.

Because Chen Shengdong had checked Zhang Dong's information in detail before coming, he quickly found his home.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Several people stood at the door and knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response from inside, which made Chen Shengdong faintly feel that something was not right.

Without too much hesitation, Chen Shengdong immediately made a decision and immediately gave the investigator next to him a look

The investigator nodded, and then kicked the wooden door open.

A few people quickly rushed into the house, but what they saw next surprised everyone.

The dimly lit room was a mess, and only in the middle was a chair upside down.

Zhang Dong hung on the beam of the house like this, sticking out his tongue, his face was hideous, and his eyes seemed to be about to fall out because of oppression.

Chen Shengdong only felt a roar in his head, and he anxiously instructed the investigators to untie the rope around Zhang Dong's neck and call the emergency number as soon as possible.

The whistling sound of the flute spread throughout Fushou Village, and Zhang Dong was quickly carried into the car and rushed to the hospital.

Chen Shengdong stood under the rope and frowned, and at this moment he noticed that there were many crumpled paper balls scattered on the table next to him.

When I opened these paper balls, they were all drawings drawn by Zhang Dong.

The picture depicts a ship, which looks tattered and very old.

It seems that Zhang Dong has been sitting at this table since he got home.

These things had too much impact on him, so he chose a dead end.

Chen Shengdong's heart was full of heartache, and this depression made him a little breathless.

He put the paper in his pocket, and then returned to Ti Xingsi without saying a word.

Soon after, news came from the hospital that Zhang Dong died after ineffective rescue.

After learning the news, Chen Shengdong and his team members were all shrouded in a depressed atmosphere.

They had just received a report from Zhang Dong a few hours earlier, but they had received the news of Zhang Dong's death this morning.

Chen Shengdong sat on the chair with a gloomy face, and imagined over and over again in his mind that it would be good if he had found a reason to keep Zhang Dong in the Criminal Division.

But this can only be an assumption, firstly, no one knows that such a thing will happen, and secondly, this does not conform to the procedures of the Great Yan Country's Criminal Division.

In the current situation, Zhang Dong wants to leave, and no one can stop him.

Knowing that guilt was useless, Chen Shengdong could only force himself to calm down, and he quickly showed the picture drawn by Zhang Dong to the investigators, and the investigators quickly began to look for the relevant ship type.

In a short period of time, strange things happened frequently, Chen Shengdong frowned, but he couldn't sort out a thread to investigate.

First, the strange disappearance of the body in the hospital, and the so-called ghost ship murder.

This strange incident made Chen Shengdong a little breathless......

Chen Shengdong, who was depressed in his heart, led the team members to the Yongan River with a black face.

Even though the salvage ship had no results for a long time, Chen Shengdong still insisted.

"In any case, this case must be investigated, Zhang Dong committed suicide, and the whole family was buried in this river, this matter must be explained!"

In desperation, the people of the Cao Yun Division could only reluctantly launch the salvage ship again, although they had determined that it was impossible to fish out anything from here, but because of Chen Shengdong, they had to take the trouble to try again.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the investigators were exhausted, and so was Chen Shengdong.

But because of Zhang Dong's matter, Chen Shengdong's heart always felt depressed. It can only be used in this way to alleviate the self-blame in his heart.

……

At the same time, in the poll bureau of Flowing Fire Avenue, the fat man and others were still sitting at the conference table arguing.

Since they have no experience in dealing with this kind of strange case, the existing clues have also made the whole case untraceable, and it has been in a predicament for a while.

The fat man tugged at his hair irritably, racking his brains and couldn't think of a feasible plan.

Ma Ling'er skillfully turned the pen with her fingers, so as to help herself, calm down and clear her mind.

Yan Qilin's face also showed a rare anxious mood, from the meeting to dawn had passed for several hours, and they had sorted out no less than four or five sets of investigation directions, but in the end they found that they would always turn into a dead end.

Seeing that the whole case was about to fall into a bottleneck, Feng Yun, who had been patiently listening to the fat man and others, finally spoke at this moment.

"This case is indeed a bit unusual, there are no traceable clues left at the scene, and it is normal to encounter bottlenecks.

What's more, this monster dares to leave a message as a threat, obviously bursting with self-confidence, and is not afraid of your investigation. ”

Hearing this, the fat man raised his head and asked with some puzzlement:

"Director, what should we do? Could it be that this case will not be investigated? ”

"Of course the case has to be investigated."

Feng Yun looked at a few people and said in a deep voice:

"I've been thinking about this as well as you guys are discussing the case.

The most critical problem at the moment is that there are no clues worth going deep into, so that you have nowhere to go.

That being the case, finding a direction to investigate is the most important thing for you.

I've got a plan in mind, so come with me. ”

Hearing this, the three fat men quickly came back to their senses, and although they were puzzled, they hurriedly followed Feng Yun to his office.

Looking at the three of them, Feng Yun took out a few sticks of incense and said seriously:

"Next, you find a land temple in Yan County, and then ask the gods to show the way."

Subsequently, Feng Yun taught the fat man in detail what to do after they went to the Land Temple, and said that this might help them break through the current predicament.

"Is that okay? Learned again! ”

And his words made the fat three quickly look at each other in surprise, and then nodded one after another.

After getting ready, the three of them walked out of the Flowing Fire Avenue again, but they saw that it was bright outside, it was already early in the morning, and the early sun had not yet appeared, but there was already a little stuffiness in the air.

Fortunately, Yanjun is near the sea, and it is still cool in early summer, so a few people stepped on the morning light and got into the military vehicle, found a breakfast stall nearby, and took two mouthfuls of breakfast casually, and then hurriedly got up and left, ready to rush to the Land Temple.

However, when the fat man got in the car, habitually opened the navigation, and was about to search for the location of the Land Temple, he was dumbfounded.

I saw that the search results showed zero, and the entire Lin'an City was stunned and there was no land temple.

The fat man looked at his phone suspiciously, and muttered puzzled:

"What's the situation, is the land lord now gone?"

Ma Ling'er, who was sitting in the back seat, said helplessly:

"Now that the world is different, how can there be so many temples?

Most of those that have survived have been developed into scenic spots, and you have to pay money to worship God and Buddha.

Even the gods and Buddhas have to start begging for incense, let alone the land lords. ”

Ma Ling'er's ridicule also hit the naked reality.

Now that the faith in the world is withering, there are only some big temples and avenues left, and only by collecting money and giving tickets can you see the side of gods and Buddhas.

As for the little folk gods like the land lord, there is no place to live.

"What can I do? Without the Land Temple, what do we have to do next? ”

The fat man looked at the two beside him with a blank expression, and Yan Qilin, who was in deep thought, quickly came back to his senses:

"On the mountain, maybe there will be."

These words also suddenly made the fat man's eyes light up, which is indeed a very possible thing.

Since ancient times, except in a few places, the land temple has rarely been built on a large scale.

People often just find a cave and offer it to the gods, even if it is to settle down for the land lord.

Therefore, if there is a land temple in the city, it may have to go to the mountains that have not been fully developed.

At the junction of Lin'an City and Gaoxin City, the Phoenix Mountain in the upper reaches of the Yong'an River is obviously the most suitable place to find.

After determining the place, the fat man kicked the accelerator and took the two of them straight to Phoenix Mountain.

This Phoenix Mountain is also quite a legend, in the folk has been passed down, there was a phoenix in ancient times, inhabited on the top of this mountain, and this mountain got its name.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, there are indeed large sycamore trees on this Phoenix Mountain.

The plane tree is tall and straight, and it is the best among the trees, and it is often associated with the phoenix among the people.

In the Book of Poetry, it is mentioned that the phoenix is singing, and the high hill of the other, the sycamore is born, and the rising sun is the sun.

It stands to reason that such a characteristic mountain should have been developed early, but the reason why it has not been developed so far is because the high-tech city has just been developed, and it is a matter of time before it is developed, but now at least it still has the original appearance.

After a while, the fat man parked the car at the foot of Phoenix Mountain, and after the three of them got out of the car, they were greeted by lush mountain peaks and forests.

Because this place has not been developed, there is no road up the mountain, and the mountain is also overgrown with weeds, and the original natural ecology is untouched.

Without much hesitation, the three of them went straight to the mountain, intending to try their luck and find out if there would be a land temple.

Soon on a mountain wall, the three of them saw a small cave, but there was no statue in the cave, only a stone was enshrined.

"What does this mean? Don't share the gods and offer stones? ”

Ma Ling'er looked at her suspiciously, and at this moment, the fat man's voice came from the side:

"I don't understand, this is actually for the mountain god, and the folk often have the custom of taking the mountain stone as a statue and worshiping the mountain god.

This should have been set up by the people of the village under the mountain in the past, but now it is overgrown with weeds, and no one has come to give an incense for a long time. ”

Although this place is not a land temple, it also greatly increased the confidence of the fat people after the discovery, because generally there will be land where there are mountain gods, and the two are often inseparable in many myths and legends.

They walked up the hill for a few more moments, until halfway up the mountain, in the midst of a pile of weeds, the three of them noticed a path that seemed to have been walked by a man for a long time.

(End of chapter)