100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 248 Feng Qiwu

He immediately squatted down to examine it.

Indeed, the body showed clear signs of drowning, but the room was dry and all the doors were locked. How could he have drowned in the air?

The investigators have marked the scene and taken photos as evidence.

“Jingzhang, the thing found inside looks a bit like an altar.”

A subordinate came to report that although the thing had been destroyed, the remaining wreckage did indeed resemble something from a cult.

Song Guizhou understood. It seemed to be a spirit killing. No wonder there were so many illogical things in this room. The Bureau of Supernatural Abilities was becoming more and more useless. If so many supernatural things were exposed, wouldn't it cause panic?

He called the special department to handle the situation. As he stepped out of the building, the glaring sunlight made it hard for him to open his eyes, and the fatigue on his face was obvious.

"Commander, you don't seem to be feeling well. Why don't you go back and rest for a bit?"

Seeing this, Xiao Qiu, who was taking the statement, asked a concerned question.

"It doesn't matter."

Song Guizhou returned to his car, lit a cigarette to wake himself up, and realized he hadn't slept a wink last night, so he wasn't feeling well today.

I was just about to drive when my phone vibrated.

He opened the message, glanced at it, and his expression instantly turned ugly.

Huanhuanzi:

Uncle Song, you can throw away those things at home or send them to me. Thank you for taking care of me during this time. Let's still be friends.

If it weren't inappropriate now, he would have smashed the phone. His chest heaved violently; he was truly furious with Jin Huan.

As for why Jin Huan dared to send this message, it was because Ling Nanyi thought she was too bored and suggested that she go on a trip for ten days or half a month.

She thought it made sense, so she picked up her small bag, didn't even pack her luggage, and drove away.

I handed the house keys to Ling Nanyi, and I also called directly to check out of the hotel.

They just left without warning.

Haishi was, after all, Song Guizhou's territory. She decided to go on a trip to relax and clear her head. By the time she returned, the man's enthusiasm should have subsided, and he wouldn't be so difficult to deal with!

Jin Huan had no destination in mind; she simply bought a plane ticket to a nearby city at a convenient time.

The bag contained only a few bank cards, a mobile phone, three or four large bills, an ID card, a small mirror, a lipstick, and a lip gloss.

She has plenty of money now, so naturally she bought the best plane tickets. She didn't bring any servants and felt good traveling alone.

After getting off the plane, she casually boarded an airport bus.

Things that are predetermined by fate lose much of their joy if forced too much.

As the bus passed through the highway tollbooth, she curiously looked up and glanced at the place name on the sign: Nanshiping.

She gently pushed the window open a crack, and the wind howled in; it was so cold.

A few patches of white frost remain on the ground, and the surrounding mountains are clearly visible, shrouded in mist, making you feel as if you are in a forest, yet you are extremely far from it.

It was already dusk, but unfortunately, the days were short and the nights were long in winter, so it got dark quickly.

After passing the highway exit, you enter the new urban area. A giant LED lightbox welcoming you home stands in the large square, its lettering bold and imposing. Behind it stand two enormous mascots, and rows of large red lanterns hang in succession, while the ambient lighting is dazzling and enchanting. According to the human calendar, it's almost New Year's Day; no wonder the area is so festively decorated, with joyous colors everywhere.

The tourists in the car started chattering away, and she could understand some of it. However, the local dialects in the various towns and cities along the river were too mixed and not uniform. Even though Jin Huan had lived for so many years, she couldn't recognize all the local dialects.

As soon as I got off the car, I was instantly refreshed. The air here was fresh, and the spiritual energy was much stronger than in Haishi. It was a good place for quiet cultivation.

Instead of calling a taxi, she hailed a rickshaw.

The rickshaws here are different from the traditional rickshaw pullers of old Shanghai; they've all kept up with the times and are now electric rickshaws.

It's surprising that such a trade exists in a small county town like this; it's something you wouldn't see in big cities.

"Driver, take us to the nearest hotel."

She spoke Mandarin, and although the master thought Jin Huan was pretty, he immediately became interested in her once he saw that she was from out of town.

These rickshaws don't have any fixed routes; the more they ride, the more money they can earn.

Jin Huan saw through his thoughts and simply said, "Go straight along this road, and turn left after six traffic lights."

"Okay." Now that he knew the way, he had no choice but to abandon his little schemes.

The rickshaw's canopy was raised, and when it stopped at the intersection to wait for the traffic light, there was even a magnificent Maybach parked next to it.

Jin Huan quite liked this small county town and took the opportunity to casually look around, but unexpectedly the rear window of the Maybach next to her suddenly rolled down.

When her eyes met the man's, she paused for a few seconds, then a slight smile appeared in her eyes, and she softly said, "What a coincidence."