Chapter 27

Early in the morning, the temperature dropped sharply.

In the D group of Kowloon Police Station, Zhou Fengxu pushed open the office door and a white round object was thrown to him. He took it and unfolded it to see that it was a steaming bun.

Shi Boren was still asleep. Even if his short hair was sprayed with mousse, he couldn't stop a strand of hair from flying up. He took a bite of the meat bun and pulled the collar of his slicked jacket. "The weather has changed. It's really cold. I got up early to buy the most famous Chung Kee bun in Causeway Bay before reporting. Let me try it."

Zhou Fengxu took the bun and thanked him, put it on the table and asked, "Is there any new progress in the human skin case?"

The victim of the human skin case, except for the known female, has not yet been identified. The D group staff have worked overtime for the case.

Gan Yizu stood up and picked up a document from his desk. "In addition to the information on dandruff that has been recorded by the Law and Politics Department, we recently discovered oil in the nails. After three rounds of identification, it was confirmed to be lard."

Important clue!

After Gan Yizu's report, the temperature in the room rose a lot.

Zhou Fengxu picked up the marker in the office and wrote the word lard on the whiteboard.

"Lard?" Shi Boren bit a bun and looked at the whiteboard. "The traces of chopping meat bones do look like a machete chopping pig bones. Could it be that the murderer is a pig meat man?"

"Lard has a wide range. Some citizens in Hong Kong also like to put lard in their cooking."

The voice came from the corner. Luo Qizhong was sitting by the window drinking coffee, blowing the warm coffee, and looking at the whiteboard.

"Uncle Zhong." Zhou Fengxu closed the cap of the marker, "The body was found in the Kowloon Street Market. Take your men to the market to find the stalls selling lard and check the customer list."

"Boren, take Yizu to check the Kowloon slaughterhouse to see how many markets they supply. Also check the private pork sellers."

"Yes, sir!" Luo Qizhong put down his coffee and responded immediately.

Everyone went out at once.

The landline rang.

Gan Yizu picked up the phone, listened to what was said on the other side, looked at Zhou Fengxu, and said with embarrassment: "Brother Xu, a male body was found in Kai Tak River, and the case was assigned to Team D."

Isn't there no time to check the clues about lard?

"All Hong Kong citizens are keeping a close eye on the human skin case! What a mistake, and another task?" Shi Boren was dissatisfied. "

Let's go to the Kai Tak River first." Zhou Fengxu took the ID card on the table, "Let's go."

The Kai Tak River is one of the main open channels in Hong Kong, about 2.4 kilometers long to the east, and both sides of the channel are full of garbage.

The serious crime team arrived, and a cordon had been set up at the scene. Nearby citizens were stopped outside the cordon.

Zhou Fengxu lifted the cordon, bent down and entered, followed by Shi Boren, Gan Yizu, and Luo Qizhong. Also present were people from the forensic department.

The body had been picked up and placed on the side of the road, covered with a cloth.

Zhou Fengxu took the handkerchief handed over by Shi Boren, covered his mouth and nose, and lifted the cloth.

The male corpse was wearing a red T-shirt with black stripes, with many wounds. The striped T-shirt was chopped and torn in many places, revealing cracks. The fresh flesh was exposed, and there were several small holes in the chest oozing black blood.

"It was a bullet."

The young man stood behind Zhou Fengxu, looking at the heart of the male corpse, holding a metal suitcase, and stretched out his hand, "Sir Zhou."

The two shook hands.

"Another slash? Another gunshot wound?" Gan Yizu whispered, "Is it a deep hatred?"

"I don't know if it's a deep hatred, but it must be related to the underworld." Shi Boren asked again, "Doctor Song, with so many injuries, which one is the most fatal?"

"We need to check it to know." Forensic doctor Song put on gloves and nodded to Zhou Fengxu. Zhou Fengxu took a step back, and he began to examine the body.

Half an hour later.

Forensic doctor Song took off his gloves, "The fatal wound was a bullet that hit close to the heart, and the rest needs further testing. There are a few purple-red body spots, and the body is not completely stiff. The preliminary estimate of death time is five hours."

"Trouble." Zhou Fengxu got the result and turned to make arrangements, "Boren, take Yizu to the surrounding neighbors to investigate whether there are any special movements between 1 and 3 in the middle of the night."

Outside the cordon, an old man with full energy said to his companions: "At 2 o'clock in the middle of the night yesterday, I was woken up by going to the toilet and heard a fight downstairs. There were many people surrounding a boy and beating him with pork knives. The boy begged for mercy. I was so scared that I didn't sleep all night."

After listening to Zhou Fengxu, he was about to call Shi Boren to call the old man back to the police station to take a statement.

Suddenly.

He noticed a short man outside the cordon looking at the old man with hatred. He sensed something was wrong, exchanged glances with Shi Boren, and immediately rushed out.

When the man realized he was discovered by the police, he ran into the streets, looked back, found a building and ran to the roof.

"Don't run!"

All the members of the serious crime squad ran after him.

The buildings in Hong Kong are close together, and the man was so scared that he fell over one by one. Zhou Fengxu stepped on the roof and jumped over.

Shi Boren followed closely behind, running breathlessly. He finally caught up with the man. He rushed up and pressed the man to the ground, and slapped the man on the head.

"Why are you running? You killed him!"

The man rolled his eyes and lied on the ground to make excuses: "Sir, you chased me first. Don't think you can accuse people just because you are a policeman."

"I chased you? If you don't feel guilty, why would you run?" Shi Boren held the man down, "I will arrest you first and ask you clearly!"

When the man heard that he was going to be arrested and taken back to the police station, he became emotional and began to struggle with his hands and feet. Zhou Fengxu stepped forward to help. Suddenly, he saw something, his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly pulled Shi Boren's collar and retreated, pulling out his gun with his left hand.

Shi Boren also reacted quickly and pulled out his gun with his right hand.

With a bang, a bullet was fired and hit Zhou Fengxu in the chest.

Shi Boren stopped suddenly, and he stopped within a quarter of an hour with horror and shock: "Brother Xu!"

Zhou Fengxu kicked the man's pistol away, and while the man was pinching his wrist in pain, he raised his hand and grabbed the man's temple, "Raise your hands!"

Gan Yizu and Luo Qizhong both saw what happened, and they all looked nervous, "Hurry up and call an ambulance!"

Shi Boren rushed over in shock, "What's the matter? Was you hit in the heart?"

"It's okay." Zhou Fengxu's stern expression did not change much.

"Don't be silly." Shi Boren wanted to touch it, "How can it be fine after such a big bullet hits it?"

Zhou Fengxu stopped him and took out the yellow talisman from his front pocket.

The worn-out yellow talisman, which was originally full of creases, had sunk part of its middle at this time, and then spontaneously combusted out of thin air. The moment it was thrown away, it turned into ash from mid-air and fell bit by bit.

The people watching the scene were extremely shocked.

Zhou Fengxu stared at the ash and remained silent.

Shi Boren's forehead began to sweat coldly, and his voice, which was usually carefree and fearless, trembled.

"Brother Xu, the talisman worth one thousand really saved your life!"

In broad daylight.

He actually watched the yellow talisman block a bullet!

——Ruyi

Fengshui Shop, Boss Huang was drinking Kung Fu tea with a red-haired young man in a Taoist robe.

The fragrance of tea filled the air.

The aroma filled the house.

Mr. Huang looked at the young man's red hair from time to time, repeatedly saying that he didn't understand the fashion of young people nowadays.

"When you are lucky, you have to keep up with the fashion when doing metaphysics. Otherwise, how can you gain a foothold in the metaphysics world? You are out of date." Wei Yanlin touched the red hair and raised his teacup to clink glasses with Mr. Huang.

"That's really so bad." Boss Huang touched his hair that was about to fall out and sighed, "I used to be a well-known figure in Kowloon Tong, but now I can't keep up with the trend of the times. It's better to kill me with a knife than to dye my hair red."

"Do you know who did the white ghost construction site?" Wei Yanlin put down his teacup and asked the purpose of his visit, "When I passed by Sai Kung, I found that the evil spirits had gathered together. If I ignored it, Sai Kung would be in chaos."

"Unfortunately, my skills are limited. When I gathered everyone, I found that the matter had been resolved."

Boss Huang stood up and took out a newspaper from the cashier counter, pointing to the report on the Huaxin Group, "I can see some clues without listening to it."

"Huaxin Group bankrupt and liquidated?" Wei Yanlin took the newspaper and read it line by line. There were few words but the amount of information was overwhelming.

The Hua family members gradually aged.

The Hua family went bankrupt.

The chairman of the Hua family passed away.

Anyone could see that it was a backlash of magic.

Boss Huang said, "I have already inquired about it. The Hua family set up the Tiansha Borrowing Life Formation to lend Mr. Hua a long life."

"The Tiansha Borrowing Life Formation is an evil magic. The skill required to set up the formation is also very profound. The Feng Shui master behind the Hua family who can set up this formation is not simple." Wei Yanlin became more and more curious.

"Compared to the people who set up the formation, I am more curious about the people who broke the formation. How many people did the other party use, and what method did they use? At that time, I and other colleagues also discussed this issue for a long time."

The two took the opportunity to have a good chat about breaking the formation.

Boss Huang talked about the recent metaphysics world and asked: "Do you know that Xiangjiang has become popular recently? Who are the accurate beautiful goddesses?"

"Huh?" Wei Yanlin didn't quite understand.

Boss Huang stood up and looked out the recent issues of the Daxi Newspaper Press one by one.

Wei Yanlin read through the newspapers one by one, and was so shocked that his mouth opened wide: "It's amazing. She and I are in the same line of work, both of us are fortune tellers. How could she not know the ins and outs of this business?"

"I think so too." Boss Huang complained, "Even if Guanyin came down to earth, she couldn't be so accurate with her eyes closed."

Boss Huang pointed to the address written on the newspaper and asked curiously: "It's on Temple Street, not far from us. I heard that there are two fortune tellings every day. Let's go and see the excitement later?"

"Go, why not? A fortune teller who is so accurate must have asked someone to help. Let's go to the scene and expose her." Wei Yanlin agreed immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking.

A beautiful girl came in from outside the shop. Boss Huang stood up immediately when he saw a customer coming. "Sit down first. I'll serve regular customers first."

Wei Yanlin waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."

Chu Yueqing had ridden her stall to Tung Choi Street early in the morning to buy some materials to make a handy magic weapon.

Boss Huang thought that Chu Yueqing was an old customer, so he wanted to introduce the two of them. There were few people with metaphysical talents, and knowing each other would also help them gain more connections.

So, he said to Chu Yueqing, “Sitting over there is the most talented young fortune teller on Tung Choi Street – Wei Yanlin. You are both young people, you can communicate more.”

Chu Yueqing looked over and was attracted by the fiery red hair. After taking a few glances, she smiled politely

, “Hello.” The red-haired young man was praised so highly by Boss Huang that he couldn’t help but act like a senior. He straightened his back and smiled at Chu Yueqing, “Hello.”

Boss Huang couldn’t help but praise Wei Yanlin again, saying how accurate and magical his fortune telling was. At the end, he added, “If I were to say, if there was the same publicity, he would be much more powerful than the fortune tellers in the newspapers!”

“No, thank you for your kindness.” Wei Yanlin was embarrassed by the compliments and waved his hands repeatedly.

"So you are a master." Chu Yueqing changed the subject and asked Boss Huang if he had any lightning wood, which she wanted to use to make a peach wood sword.

"I used to go to the mountains to pick up a few pieces. Although lightning wood can ward off evil spirits, it is still wood." Boss Huang opened several cabinets one by one, showing the iron swords in the cabinets. The swords were one meter long and heavy.

Chu Yueqing just took a look and shook her head to refuse, "Too heavy."

"It's a bit heavy for a little girl, but the magic power is strong enough!" Boss Huang said.

Chu Yueqing still shook her head.

"How about this?" Wei Yanlin stepped forward at the critical moment: "I know where it is. Why don't I take you there when I have time?"

Chu Yueqing thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

Just when Wei Yanlin was about to ask for the contact information, a person suddenly walked in from outside the Feng Shui shop.

A ragged beggar, "Master Wei?"

Wei Yanlin was chatting and turned back with interest, "I am."

The next second, the broom at the door hit Wei Yanlin. Wei Yanlin grimaced in pain and kept stroking the place where he was hit. Just when he wanted to pick up the broom and throw it back, he was stunned by the beggar's words.

"It was you who predicted that I would get rich overnight, and that whatever I bought in the Mark Six lottery would be the most important thing! I believed you and invested all my money, but now I don't have a penny left!"

"Now I'm a beggar!"

"You're a dead charlatan!"