The next morning, a three-member tour group from Nanming Middle School had breakfast at the inn.
Jing Cheng and Qin Yan looked at Fu Le in bewilderment. He took a sip of porridge and paused, as if he had fallen into deep thought. Complex expressions of hesitation, suspicion, and surprise flashed across his face from time to time, and he looked absent-minded.
Jing Cheng chewed a dough stick and drank a sip of freshly squeezed soy milk, then asked, "What happened to him?"
Qin Yan glanced at Fu Le and said nonchalantly, "He said he had a dream all night and was so faint. He must be tired."
"puff--"
Jing Cheng sprayed a mouthful of soy milk mixed with unchewed fried dough sticks and pickled vegetable residue onto the dining table, followed by a choking cough.
Fu Le, who was sitting opposite and had just been splashed in the face by the sprayed soy milk: "..."
Qin Yan quickly moved the breakfast on the table, patted Jing Cheng on the back to help him calm down, and deliberately said, "Look at you, you are such a grown man, and you can still choke while eating..."
Jing Cheng pushed his hand away, glanced at him and said, "It's because you are not serious."
Qin Yan took out a few tissues and quickly wiped the table. Hearing this, the corners of his mouth curled up and he said jokingly, "Tsk, the ** will see the **."
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Jing Cheng: “…”
I am also a person who is influenced by bad people. I have been poisoned too deeply by you.
Fu Le silently wiped his face with a tissue and didn't want to pay any attention to the two people.
He did not sleep well all night because of his dreams, but the dream was not about "spring". Instead, he repeatedly dreamed about the scene of him bumping into someone last night.
Whenever he closed his eyes, he would think of those dark eyes, staring at him, which was quite creepy.
It's weird, it was just a fleeting glimpse, but it has been lingering in his mind.
If it wasn't so weird, he would have thought he fell in love with her at first sight.
What’s even more terrifying is that, perhaps because he had seen it too many times in his dreams last night, he even felt that he seemed to have seen these eyes somewhere before.
"Hey? What do you think..." Fu Le hesitated, "Should I go to a nearby temple or Taoist temple to worship? I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel like something is following me."
Seeing his pale face and dazed look, Jing Cheng said helplessly: "You are suffering from physical weakness and neurasthenia caused by staying up late. Don't stay up late at night. It will hurt your spirit. Just wear the amulet for a few more days and you will be fine."
Of course, it was also because Fu Le encountered an evil spirit last night, so Jing Cheng didn’t say anything to avoid scaring him.
Qin Yan asked the waiter for a bowl of red bean soup and pushed it in front of his childhood friend: "Here, to replenish your body."
Fu Le: “…I wasn’t last night!”
Qin Yan nodded perfunctorily: "I know, you didn't masturbate last night."
Fu Le: “…” Damn.
There were a few young people sitting at the table next to them. Suddenly, they burst into laughter.
His eyes would glance in their direction from time to time.
Jing Cheng thought that this meal was simply inedible. He was about to ask the two to be more careful with their words, but at this moment his cell phone suddenly rang.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket, glanced at the caller ID on the screen, and was stunned.
Why did the police station call him?
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Around 4:30 in the morning, the sky was about to brighten.
The sun has not yet risen, and the entire ancient city is shrouded in misty fog, making it almost pitch dark.
“Da da da…”
This was the sound of high heels stepping on the bluestone road, accompanied by the sound of a suitcase being dragged. A fashionable young woman pushing a suitcase hurried out of the alley.
Suddenly, she paused.
The woman blinked and raised her hand as if she wanted to do something. She looked around and saw that it was foggy outside, so she immediately put her hand down.
Then she opened her bloody mouth and yawned loudly.
After yawning, she continued walking forward.
The fog was very thick and the air was humid and stuffy, making it difficult to breathe.
Moreover, the fishy smell coming from nowhere blended into the humid air, making people feel even more nauseous and vomiting.
The woman frowned, as if she remembered something, and took out her phone from her bag and made a call, saying in a bad tone: "Hello? Master, why haven't you arrived yet? My high-speed train is going to be late. Isn't this going to delay things? Can you hurry up?"
The person on the phone apologized repeatedly: "I'm so sorry, I didn't expect there would be heavy fog today. We will definitely be there in ten minutes."
"Then hurry up, I haven't picked up my ticket yet, and I have to be at the station within an hour." said the woman.
After hanging up the phone, the woman cursed a few words under her breath, stuffed the phone into her bag, and continued walking forward, pushing her suitcase.
Unexpectedly, before she had taken a few steps, the suitcase was blocked by an obstacle. The woman wondered who was so uncivilized to throw garbage on the street. She looked down impatiently and was stunned.
I was stunned for half a minute.
Her pupils suddenly shrank, an expression of horror appeared on her face, and her bright red lips began to tremble violently.
“Ah ...
After a while, a woman's terrified scream was heard in the alley.
The thick fog did not block the close-up vision. All that could be seen was the "obstacle" lying on the ground with its back facing up. Its hands and feet were twisted in strange and twisted postures, and it was so stiff as if someone had fixed it with nails.
His chest was hollow, with broken flesh and bones on the edges. His clothes were all stained with blood, and the ground around him was also covered with dried blood and broken flesh, which was unevenly distributed.
His eyes were wide open and a few drops of blood splashed on his face, freezing it into a distorted expression of fear.
Obviously, a heinous murder had occurred here.
The woman couldn't help but cover her mouth and dry heave several times. She didn't have breakfast in the morning, so all she vomited out was acid water.
Her cries attracted people living nearby, as well as shop owners and employees who were getting up early to close.
Soon, many people gathered here.
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Nine o'clock in the morning, Gucheng Police Station.
"Where were you from ten to one last night?" the police asked.
"Hotel." Qin Yan replied in a deep voice.
The policeman lowered his head to take notes and looked at Jing Cheng, "What about you?"
Jing Cheng said: "I'll go with him."
The police looked at Fu Le again, "What are you doing here?"
Fu Le said with tears in his eyes: "The three of us are together. Uncle police, we are all high school students. We can't be murderers. Maybe you have found the wrong person."
The police said seriously, "We cannot rule out the possibility of an accomplice committing a crime."
The middle-aged female police officer came over with a tea tray and handed each of the three people a glass of water. She glared at the male police officer and said, "Don't talk nonsense! You scared the kids."
The male police officer touched his nose, coughed lightly and said, "These three kids were here yesterday and had a conflict with the deceased."
Qin Yan was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "So he is really dead..."
Not really. When he was sent to the hospital yesterday, he was still crying loudly and looked full of energy.
It's just a few broken ribs, how could someone die?
Jing Cheng remained silent, thinking that the evil path must have suffered a backlash... He didn't expect the backlash to happen so quickly.
He looked at Qin Yan, and sure enough, the bad luck in his forehead had dissipated and he had returned to normal.
It seems that the evildoer is indeed dead.
However, they absolutely cannot bear the label of murderer. That evil man's luck has already run out and he is doomed to die. If it weren't for Qin Yan, he would have died without having to wait until night.
Jing Cheng looked at the male policeman seriously and said, "We stayed in the hotel last night and didn't go out. The hotel owner can testify for us."
Fu Le nodded quickly and said, "That's right, find the hotel owner as soon as possible."
The male police officer said, "We have sent someone to invite them."
Qin Yan frowned and said, "Wasn't he in the hospital yesterday? There's no surveillance video in the hospital?"
"The deceased was not in the hospital last night." The male police officer glanced at them and said, "The crime scene is far away from the hospital, and all the surveillance cameras within a hundred meters nearby are broken."
Three people: “…” So cool?
Fu Le suddenly had an idea and quickly said, "We are all tourists from other places. We don't know where the surveillance cameras are. We didn't destroy the surveillance cameras."
In fact, the male policeman did not think that Qin Yan and the other two were the murderers. Firstly, as they said, the three were students who came from other places to travel. Even if they had a quarrel and fought during the day, they already had a criminal record here. Killing people at night and leaving the bodies exposed in the wilderness... No one with a brain would do such a thing.
Secondly, the victim's death was extremely cruel, with his heart dug out by force and his bones crushed. According to the psychological profile of the experts in their police station, the murderer was an inhuman guy.
These three children come from well-off families and have simple temperaments. From their appearance, they do not fit the description in the profile.
Especially this student who kept talking, the stupidity he exuded from the inside out was overwhelming.
Based on his many years of experience in the industry, if this kid was pretending, even an Oscar-winning actor would have to admit defeat.
The male police officer finally hesitated and said, "No matter what, you are all suspects now. You must stay here until the murderer is caught."
After these words were spoken, the faces of the three of them turned ugly.
They are not the murderers at all, so why should they be called "suspects"?
"We are here to travel in the ancient city, not to visit the ancient city police station." Jing Cheng frowned and said, "I can help you catch..."
Before he could finish his words, the door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open with great force.
Everyone in the room was startled and reflexively turned to look at the door.
I saw a young man in a green Taoist robe walking in with big strides.
The man had short black hair, handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, and a slender figure. He was wearing a light blue robe, which not only did not look out of place, but instead matched his temperament and made him look more elegant.
The man's indifferent gaze swept across everyone in the room, finally stopping on Jing Cheng, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Little did Jing Cheng know that he was also surprised. This person was not...
The male police officer looked at him warily and asked, "Who are you?"
"My last name is Zhang." The man raised his chin slightly and looked at the male police officer, saying coldly, "From now on, this case will be handled by our Daoist Association."
The Taoist Association, also known as the Taoist Association, is a non-governmental organization, but it feels like a "relevant department."
On weekdays, it is just an association for traditional cultural exchange, but occasionally it assists the Public Security Bureau in solving some strange cases. Over time, the Taoist Association has been jokingly called the legendary "relevant department."
However, this organization is extremely low-key among the people. Ordinary people don't even know that there is such an association. Only a few upper-class people know about it.
The male police officer naturally knew this too.
The incident happened suddenly, and the male police officer was somewhat at a loss: "This... I haven't received any instructions yet."
Qin Yan noticed that Jing Cheng looked strange, and asked quietly, "Do you know this person?"
However, before Jing Cheng could answer, Fu Le suddenly walked over and asked, "Brother Zhang? Why are you here too?"
Zhang Jinhuai was stunned when he heard this, and looked at him in surprise: "I didn't notice it just now, you are here too?"
Jing Cheng and Qin Yan looked over together.
The person Fu Le knew was named Zhang, and was also related to the Taoist Association...
Jing Cheng said with a strange look on his face: "Are you Zhang Jinhuai?"
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Why does the murderer have no humanity? Because he is not a human being...
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