Three people and one ghost solved 43 mysterious cases.

It was windy at night.

A silver-gray car drove up the mountain and parked in an open-air parking lot.

The chief of the crime team got out of the car and saw the fat man.

The fat man led the director to stand in the center of the parking lot and used white powder to draw a yin and yang Tai Chi circle on the ground.

The fine dust floated and fell, like countless tiny lingering thoughts for old friends.

The fat man said, "In a while, Xu Linlong will appear on the dark side of the Tai Chi circle, and you can see him. Let me remind you that you only meet for 3 minutes and 56 seconds, so if you have anything to say, speak quickly."

"Thank you for reminding me." The director was very excited. "I will control my speaking speed."

After 17 years, old friends reunited. He really had a lot to say to Xu Linlong, but the most important thing was to give Xu Linlong justice.

The fat man looked at his watch. It was almost time. He said, "Then I won't bother you."

The fat man left quickly.

At 23:56:04 seconds, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky.

The power of travel brought by lightning opens the door to the human world and the city of longing.

Xu Linlong, who was exuding the light of Yingying, appeared in the Tai Chi circle. There was something on the ground, a guitar from the City of Missing.

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"Xu Linlong!" The director walked over and pressed his shoulder.

Although the old friend has no sense of touch, Xu Linlong can feel how much this friend misses him, "Long time no see."

"Long story short. Tell me, how did that bastard Martel kill you, what trick did he use?"

Xu Linlong was silent for a moment, biting his lip, and then uttered, "Actually, I committed suicide."

"Suicide?" The director was stunned.

"Yes, there is something growing in the brain." Xu Linlong tapped his temple with the tip of his index finger and smiled bitterly, "The doctor said he couldn't live for long, so he just gave himself a shot."

"What about Martel?"

"No Martel."

"He was there and he shot you."

"No." Xu Linlong said, "Martai was not at the scene at all. I was the only one that night." He looked at the director and said seriously, "I heard that you have been investigating this case. Don't investigate Maltel. That's just the way it is."

"Impossible! There is obviously a black gun at the scene."

"Hey, old friend." Xu Linlong interrupted the director, "Just for a few minutes, we won't talk about this."

Yeah, just a few minutes.

"Is my wife okay?"

"Very good. I visit her often. Although she is alone after retirement, she grows flowers, reads books, practices yoga every day, and travels every once in a while. She is also in good health."

"That's good, where is my son?"

"He is also very good. He is married. He is a teacher and very stable."

The director spoke and Xu Linlong listened.

"You're old too."

"Yeah. Hey, I really, really want to catch your murderer with my own hands." The director still refused to give up. He thought Xu Linlong was hiding something.

He is already dead, why hide it?

But Xu Linlong seemed determined not to mention it again. He picked up the guitar on the ground and said, "Do you still remember our favorite song back then?"

When they were in the police academy, the two formed a band.

"remember."

"Let's play a song." Xu Linlong said.

"it is good."

Xu Linlong plucked the strings and played "Girl in the Flower House".

The director cleared his throat and started singing, "I walked past you alone, and you had nothing to say to me."

The director looked at Xu Linlong as if he had gone back to Cui Jian, the two of them who were obsessed with rock music when they were young.

Xu Linlong played the guitar, as if he had gone back to the time when he proposed, and he impressed his wife with this song.

It's like going back to the hesitation every time when investigating a case, using a song to cheer myself and the other person up, "You say I am the strongest in the world, I say you are the kindest in the world."

The song hasn't ended yet, but the time has come.

Xu Linlong turned into nothingness and disappeared. The director stood in the Yin and Yang Tai Chi circle. The music stopped and he sang the last line softly.

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When picking up the car and leaving the open-air parking lot, the director met Fang Fugui.

"Director, did Xu Linlong tell you? How did he die?"

"He said he committed suicide."

"Terminal illness?"

"Correct."

"What about Martel?"

"He said he had not met Martel."

"Never seen it?" Yuan Fugui frowned, "Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it, but he just won't say it." The director was helpless.

Yuan Fugui thought, why, why wouldn't you say it? Martel was definitely present at the crime scene.

She asked, "Director, do you think Xu Linlong hates Martel?"

During his lifetime, Xu Linlong had been investigating Martel's criminal evidence, but he had no clues. It seemed that every time he was about to be caught, someone would appear and convict him.

When Xu Linlong met with the director for dinner, he complained many times, why doesn't such a bastard go to jail?

now.

The director said, "I think Xu Linlong has always wanted to catch Martel with his own hands."

Yuan Fugui thought:

That's even more right. When faced with the last case before his death, Martel was present again. Since Xu Linlong decided to die, then the most reasonable thing -

He should have shot Martel to death, and then shot himself in the temple.

But he didn't let Martel go, for money? money transactions.

But is this possible?

Why has Martel been able to remain unpunished? Didn't anyone condemn him? A drug thief can also turn from a principal criminal into an accomplice.

Is there a bigger conspiracy behind this?

Or, it's not a conspiracy, but——

Yuan Fugui suddenly asked, "Director, I have a question. Do you think Xu Linlong will accept bribes? For example, Martel gave him a benefit to let Xu Linlong let him go?"

"Impossible!" the director said categorically, "I guarantee with my personality that Xu Linlong is definitely a good policeman. Although his detective ability may not be better than yours or Xu Wenshan's, he has a persistent spirit in his bones. , determination to be loyal to justice even unto death.”

That's right. Following the director's words, Yuan Fugui made a bold inference in his mind.

Inference is based on something that is 100% certain and reasoning in this direction.

Taking the director's promise as a 100% sure thing and confirming Xu Linlong's character, we can get another 100% sure truth.

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Day two.

Ding dong.

In the mansion, Martel opened the door and saw Chen Jinshui and a woman in commoner clothes - pc1486.

Chen Jinshui was carrying several bags of vegetables and said, "Mr. Ma, I'm here."

"Please." Martel led Chen Jinshui and pc1486 to the kitchen. He looked at the simple pc1486 and asked, "What is your name for this one?"

"Bitch." Chen Jinshui smiled.

pc1486 glanced at Chen Jinshui.

Although pc1486 was also at the reception desk at Lanyue Golf Course, he had only been there for two days and there were so many staff at the golf course that Martel had no impression of pc1486.

When he arrived, pc1486 deliberately disguised himself, wore a commoner suit, and put some powder on his face, deliberately aging his face and making his skin dark and dull. Disguised as a village woman.

Forget it, the investigation is the biggest. pc1486 showed his buck teeth and said, "Hello, Mr. Ma."

Buck teeth, this is what Chen Jinshui asked for.

Martel said politely, "Okay, I'll leave the kitchen to you two. I'm looking forward to this table of delicious food, please."

Martel returned to the study to do some work.

Chen Jinshui and pc1486 were busy cooking in the kitchen. pc1486 asked, "What are your plans for a while?"

Chen Jinshui took out a pot of strong wine and said, "Let him be full and drunk first, and then we can hypnotize him and make him tell the truth about the murder in a daze."

"Can you really hypnotize?"

"Of course, don't worry, our Hong Kong is real." Chen Jinshui patted his chest and said.

The two of them did not notify Fang Fugui in advance of this action.