Chapter 133: Foresight!

The Bund Bihu Park Community is a mid-to-high-end real estate, and because of its location in the golden location of the Bund District, the magic capital, the average price per square meter has exceeded 100,000.

"Tsk, it's really luxurious!"

Looking at the community in front of him, Zhang Qijin's face was full of amazement, and he couldn't help but smack his lips: "These people are really good at playing, so rich but go to play with pen fairies, these dolls really don't know how to cherish good days." ”

"You've been talking all the way!"

Feng Wanli glanced at Zhang Qijin, and then walked to the security guard in front of the door: "Building 6, Unit 404!"

"Who are you?"

As soon as he heard Feng Wanli say to write a unit, the security personnel's face changed greatly, and their expressions were extremely unnatural: "You are not allowed to enter there!"

"Hello! I'm Zhang Qijin, an Interpol in the Bund District, and this is my ID!"

At this moment, Zhang Qijin held a black document in his hand, mentioned it in front of the security personnel, and said, "I need you to cooperate with us and take us to Li Yang's house." ”

As Zhang Qijin took out the Interpol ID in his hand, the security personnel nodded again and again: "Okay. . . Good!"

"With this certificate, it's much easier to do things!"

Feng Wanli glanced at the documents in Zhang Qijin's hand and couldn't help sighing.

With the security personnel leading the way, there was no detour, and after walking for about ten minutes, the three of them came to the front of the sixth building.

"This is it!"

The security guard pointed to the building in front of him.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the wind blew lightly, and there was a faint smell of blood on the grass on the left, and I couldn't help but turn my head to look, only to see some blood stains on the grass, and his sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he went directly to the security guard on the side: "Little brother, I don't know your name yet!"

"Oh, it's good for the two police officers to call me Xiao Wu!" the security guard scratched his head, looking a little restrained.

Feng Wanli nodded slightly: "Then someone from Li Yang's family fell from the building?"

"Alas!"

Hearing the word falling, the security guard looked sad: "It's really pitiful to say, Li Yang's two little boys fell from the upstairs, and I don't know how much enmity the criminals have with others, and they don't even let go of children." ”

"Four people, two children fell from the building!"

Feng Wanli touched his nose and said silently.

The bodies of a family of four had already been sent to the police station, and in addition, it had long been characterized as a supernatural horror incident, so there was no blockade of the scene, but a few seals were pasted on the doors and windows, surrounded by several copper basins with a little paper ash on them.

"Well, most of them were burned by our security guards nearby!"

Xiao Wu saw that Feng Wanli was paying attention to the copper basin, and hurriedly explained: "After all, when this kind of thing happens, it is all paper money that everyone spontaneously burns. ”

"Whoa!"

Zhang Qijin swaggered down the seal, and he didn't know where to find the key, and directly inserted it into the keyhole, "Click!"

Feng Wanli frowned slightly, followed Zhang Qijin, and stepped into the house.

"Bloody!"

This is the first impression of Feng Wanli after getting started.

The blood on the floor, on the tiles, on the tables, on the sofa, on the cupboards, was stained with red and black bruises, and as the fresh air poured in, the strong smell of blood came to the nostrils.

Rao is has seen a lot of life and death, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he frowned and asked the security guard Xiao Wu, "Where did the corpse die in the first place?"

"Vomit !!"

As soon as Feng Wanli finished speaking, he heard a sound of vomiting, turned around to look, and saw that at some point, Xiao Wu had been supporting the wall, constantly vomiting, not only that, but his legs were constantly trembling, looking at his trembling appearance, it was obvious that his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up.

Hearing Feng Wanli's inquiry, Xiao Wu waved his hand again and again: "I... I.. I don't know... Gross!"

"Don't ask him!"

At the same time, Zhang Qijin stretched out his greasy hands, took out a piece of white and gray paper from his trouser belt, and spread it out.

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, stepped forward to take a closer look, and saw that the paper depicted a map of the location of the deceased, and there was an autopsy report on the right side of the paper.

Male: Li Yang

Subject matter: Death from a paranormal event

Autopsy: A male corpse, 176cm long, no abnormal development, good nutrition.

The skin of the whole body was not cut, the wound was torn and split from the inside out, the scalp was completely destroyed, the pupil was ruptured, and the tongue was torn open from the inside. The skull ruptures, and cerebral plasma flows out of the neck.

Eventual cause of death: torn body, excessive bleeding and death.

He continued to glance at the autopsy report of Li Yang's second son and his wife, and found that there was no wound caused by the slightest external force on his body, and couldn't help but secretly say: "It seems that the pen fairy directly destroyed his body!"

In this way, the pen fairy has the same repellent ability as Xiaoyu.

Seeing Feng Wanli retract his gaze, Zhang Qijin put away the autopsy report, raised his hand and pointed to the master bedroom on the right: "That blood stain spread from the bedroom to the living room, they speculated that the pen fairy had killed them in the bedroom, and then controlled their bodies to the living room." ”

"Does that make any sense?"

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, puzzled.

Zhang Qijin glanced at Feng Wanli, waved his hand and said, "How do we understand the thoughts of these ghosts?"

"So, this Li Yang's family of four is a pen fairy playing in the bedroom?"

Feng Wanli touched his chin, but his gaze slowly moved to the bedroom.

Li Yang's family is quite wealthy, and the largest house in the family is 168 square meters, which is said to be a bedroom, but in fact, the space in it is much larger than the master bedroom of an ordinary family, at least this bedroom space is twice as large as the small bedroom of Feng Wanli's house.

Stepping on a few open spaces that were not stained with blood, the wind winded around the bedroom.

The bed in the bedroom had the most blood stains, and it was red, as if it was soaked in blood, and the blood was dry and coagulated on the sheets.

Feng Wanli looked around and found that many objects in the bedroom had been taken away, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, but he quickly remembered Zhang Qijin on the side, turned his head and asked: "Zhang Qijin, can't you predict it, can you predict who is talking to this family about the pen fairy?"

Before the words fell, Zhang Qijin immediately jumped and asked, "You don't want to play pen fairy without thinking about it!"

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't want to die?" Feng Wanli rolled his eyes, and then explained:

"Now it's Wang Lin and Nangong Ling who are instigating people to play the pen fairy, as long as we know who taught Li Yang to play the pen fairy, we can touch the melon smoothly and find the news of Wang Lin and Nangong Ling in our mouths!"

"That's it"

Zhang Qijin looked surprised, and then nodded: "Then I'll try!"

If you want to use the prophetic ability, you need to have contact with the prophetic object, and now that Li Yang's family is dead, Zhang Qijin can only take down a photo in the living room instead.

And when Zhang Qijin touched the photo, his pupils shrank, and the whole person froze in place.