You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

When Cheng Nan said this, his tone was somewhat indignant.

Huang Nansong laughed dryly: "Well... the police officers also have things to do. It's impossible that your brother is not found and they are all in the Magic City. Then who will guarantee the public security in your place, right?"

"We have to understand their difficulties."

Cheng Nan whispered: "I know."

He took a deep breath and tried hard to force a smile when he looked at Su Chen.

Then he took out a photo with slightly wrinkled edges from his pocket.

"Master Su, this is my younger brother."

"By the way, Brother Huang said you were looking for someone to give you their horoscope, so I just remembered my brother's birthday, is that okay?"

Su Chen nodded.

After Cheng Nan reported his brother's birthday, he saw Su Chen calculating and his heart was beating fast.

Since my brother went missing, my family has asked a local mother-in-law to do a fortune-telling.

The results were not very good.

So when he found the bodies in the reservoir, he subconsciously jumped in and searched.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't find his brother.

Huang Nansong saw Su Chen calculating, and finally remembered his brother-in-law. He glanced at him and said, "Huh?"

Although Xiao Zhenhao couldn't move his whole body, his saliva kept flowing down his chin, and his clothes were already wet.

"Master Su is still amazing!"

Huang Nansong went around in circles, and while he admired her, he couldn't help but feel regretful.

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have tried to grab the shit-stained magazine page.

After washing his hands several times, he could still vaguely smell the stink of feces on them.

and many more……

Huang Nansong narrowed his eyes and moved closer to Cheng Nan.

"Hey bro, you weren't the one wiping your ass with that magazine by the reservoir, were you?"

Cheng Nan shook his head blankly.

"What magazine?"

"It's okay, I was just asking. I'm glad it's not you."

otherwise……

Forget it, I can’t beat him.

Su Chen stopped calculating and met Cheng Nan's expectant gaze: "Don't worry, your brother is still alive."

Cheng Nan asked cautiously, "No... broken arms or legs or anything like that, right?"

Seeing Su Chen shaking his head.

他总算松了口气.

"This brat..."

"Then where is he?"

Su Chen glanced at Huang Nansong beside him.

The latter was stunned for a moment, and decisively pulled Lao Yu Xiaoyong away.

"He's still in the Magic City. If you're worried, I can take you there to talk to him."

"But the environment he's in right now isn't very good, and he can't stay for long."

Cheng Nan was surprised: "Really?"

Su Chen put his hand on his shoulder and the ghost path was activated.

Huang Nansong and the others were stunned when they saw Su Chen and Cheng Nan disappear.

Xiaoyong: "So mysterious~"

Lao Yu glanced at him.

"Haven't I heard anyone say that? His brother is a police officer. He must be on some secret mission. It's really not convenient for us outsiders to hear about it."

Then he smacked his lips again and said, "Old Huang, you're right, this Taoist priest Su is truly amazing. He can tell where people are just by calculating."

"Nonsense, Taoist Su can actually raise a dragon!"

"I just didn't see any dragon..."

Huang Nansong chuckled: "Do you think everyone can see a dragon?"

"That all depends on chance."

As he spoke, Huang Nansong glanced towards the reservoir again.

"How did those people die?"

"Were there any knife wounds? How many times was he stabbed? Or was he shot? Or was he beaten to death with a hoe?"

When Old Yu heard him ask this, he finally remembered and slapped his forehead.

"Hey, why didn't I think of checking the cause of death?"

He glanced at Xiaoyong, who hesitated. "Uncle Yu, why don't we just forget about it? Finding the cause of death and the murderer is the job of the police officers. If we act recklessly, what if we destroy the clues?"

"Bullshit, if they want to destroy it, Cheng has already destroyed it before. Let's go down and take a look."

Xiaoyong shook his head: "I don't think so, Uncle Yu, we should stay away from this matter, just in case..."

"Boy, why are you so timid?"

Lao Yu was about to persuade him when he caught a glimpse of a group of people coming from a distance and was stunned.

Huang Nansong saw He Wenting walking in front and immediately waved his hand.

He Wenting nodded to him and asked, "Where is Master Su?"

"Someone was looking for my brother just now. Taoist Su calculated and took him away. He must have gone to see his brother."

He Wenting nodded, his eyes fell on the reservoir not far away, and nodded to the person beside him.

Those people quickly climbed up the reservoir, some went down carefully, and some squatted on top to take pictures.

"Old Huang, this is..."

Old Yu saw that He Wenting's identity was not ordinary, so he pulled Huang Nansong aside and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know his name, but he's quite mysterious. I've come to see Taoist Su many times."

Old Yu suddenly realized: "Then the person that Taoist Su called just now should be him."

Soon all seven bodies in the reservoir were moved out.

He Wenting and another person went up to perform the autopsy.

Huang Nansong didn't dare to look and hid far away, but Lao Yu and Xiaoyong came closer to observe.

"Uncle Yu, it seems there are no wounds."

"Don't pretend, it's nothing," Lao Yu was puzzled. "Then how did he die?"

Xiaoyong: "Poisoned? Or scared to death?"

"If you're scared to death, your eyes will be wide open, and you won't be able to close them when you die, right?"

"If you're poisoned, your lips will turn..."

Huang Nansong's surprised voice came from behind.

"Master Su, you're back so soon?"

They both turned around.

Cheng Nan's eyes turned red and he sniffed.

He bowed to Su Chen and took out 20 yuan and handed it to Su Chen.

"Thank you, Master Su, thank you~"

Su Chen took the money and gave a reminder.

"Don't tell anyone about this, lest it affect your brother's safety."

Cheng Nan nodded: "I know."

"Thank you!"

He bowed again.

It took a long time before he stood up and went to thank Huang Nansong.

Huang Nansong waved his hand and tactfully didn't ask about his brother's situation. He just asked when he planned to go home and said he wanted to treat him to a meal.

"I've been out for a long time. I need to go back immediately."

Cheng Nan: "Next time, Brother Huang, please leave me your address. Next time I come to Shanghai, I will definitely treat you to a meal."

"By the way, if you come to Songyang, remember to call me. My phone number is..."

"Wait, wait a minute, I'll borrow some paper and pen from Taoist Su."

Su Chen took paper and pen to Huang Nansong, and turned around to see He Wenting beside him.

"Has the identity been found?"

He Wenting shook his head.

"They took photos and planned to return to the police station to compare them with the missing person."

"But the faces of the two bodies at the bottom have almost rotted away, and their souls can't be found, so it's difficult to judge."

"Generally speaking, in cases of homicide, the deceased holds a great deal of grudges. It's strange that these seven corpses haven't produced any evil spirits."

Su Chen: “Not surprising!”

Seeing that He Wenting was confused, he told him about Xiao Zhenhao's soul being torn apart.

"Master Su, are you saying that there's a giant creature that can devour souls in Xiaosong Mountain?"

"Do you suspect these people were also victims of its poisonous hand?"

After a pause, he shook his head.

"No, it's just that big guy. He definitely wouldn't kill someone and throw them into the reservoir, so..."

"Is there someone working with this big guy? Or is that person raising the big guy?"

He Wenting sighed and felt a slight headache.

"We've clearly implemented strict controls, yet there are always some who slip through the net and resort to sorcery to harm others."

"Master Su, in this situation, unless we wait here and wait for them to attack, it will be difficult to catch them."

Su Chen nodded.

His eyes fell on Huang Nansong and Cheng Nan who were hugging each other, and he raised his eyebrows.

"There's something that might help."

He Wenting: "What?"

Su Chen turned around and his eyes fell on the pile of feces beside the reservoir.