Your ghost-catching pose is perfect

That afternoon, Jiang Peng brought Jiang Xunli to Zhang Chuan's detachment building.

Fu Jinxia sat behind an empty desk, with her feet on the desk, clasping the keyboard in her arms while typing.When Zhang Chuan came out of the office, she immediately put down her legs and sat upright.

Zhang Chuan passed by, stretched out his hand to rub Fu Jinxia's head, and went forward to say hello to Jiang Xunli.

"We interrogated Zhou Dawen's wife this morning, and checked his previous movements, and found a lot of things."

Zhang Chuan said, leading Jiang Xunli, Jiang Peng and Fu Jinxia into a meeting room.

"Do you still remember Guo Qicheng who came to report the case before?" Zhang Chuan asked.

"Remember, the one who witnessed Zhou Dawen's death." Jiang Xun said away.

Zhang Chuan nodded and said, "Guo Qicheng and Zhou Dawen have a personal enmity. He stole the secrets of Zhou Dawen's company through commercial espionage, which led to the rapid bankruptcy of Zhou Dawen's company. And the commercial spy Guo Qicheng used was Mrs. Zhou. Mrs. Zhou She separated from Zhou Dawen a few years ago, and cheated on Guo Qicheng. Because of this incident, the two of them can basically be regarded as a deadly feud."

Jiang Xunli came to a sudden: "No wonder... such hatred, it's no wonder that Zhou Dawenhua's ghosts are not powerful."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Zhang Chuan keenly grasped the hidden meaning in Jiang Xunli's words.

Jiang Xunli took out the book from the bag, opened it along the bookmark, and handed it to Zhang Chuan.

"I discovered this document today, and these recent serial spiritual cases in Yan City are completely consistent."

Zhang Chuan went through the recent case in his mind without any further explanations from him, and then realized: "No wonder you asked me to check the things in the news."

Jiang Xunli nodded: "Have you found it?"

"We found it." Zhang Chuan spread his hands and said, "But it's a pity that the bodies of those involved in those incidents were indeed properly disposed of."

"Properly handled? Are you sure there are no omissions?" Jiang Xunli asked.

"I'm sure not." Zhang Chuan spread his hands, "Although it's a matter of joy and sorrow, most of the deceased in these incidents have happy families, or are high-ranking and powerful... If their remains disappear out of thin air or be transferred, It doesn't work well, does it?"

Jiang Xunli frowned involuntarily: "Then were there any other dead before this?"

"It wasn't very easy to check before, after all, these things are too scattered." Zhang Chuan said, "Now that I have this seven emotions as a clue, I can ask them to search for people who died because of joy emotions recently."

"Okay, sorry to bother you."

Zhang Chuan smiled: "Why are you being polite to me? By the way, I haven't finished talking just now!"

"We summoned Zhou Dawen's wife. She was quite cooperative. She probably knew that resistance was useless, so she confessed everything, including some of Zhou Dawen's personal accounts she stole."

"Xiao Xia checked these accounts and found that Zhou Dawen once went to a member-only forum to vent his emotions on the night when he just found out the reason for his bankruptcy. He cursed Guo Qicheng in it, and claimed that he had nothing and had nothing to fear. .”

"Subsequently, a forum user began to persuade him to kill Guo Qicheng. His words were extremely provocative and deceptive. After our Xiao Zhao's analysis, the other party is also well versed in criminal psychology, and is very likely to be a practitioner of psychology. "

When Jiang Xunli heard this, he narrowed his eyes: "Mu Zhan."

"Yes."

Zhang Chuan sneered, and continued: "I asked Xiaoxia to trace the network address of that forum account, and found that she logged in at an Internet cafe, so I retrieved the system records and surveillance videos of this Internet cafe."

"The other party used a stolen ID card, and now that ID card has been reported as lost. From the surveillance video, it looks like a student wearing glasses. not sure."

As Zhang Chuan said, he pulled out the screenshot of the video and put it on the big screen: "Mr. Jiang, please take a look at this person's hand."

Jiang Peng glanced at the screen and said, "It's him."

"But now we can only confirm that this person is the same as the two previous women's tycoons," Jiang Xunli knocked on the table, and said, "Until we find Mu Zhan and seize the decisive evidence, we have no way to determine this person." People are Muzhan."

Zhang Chuan nodded in agreement with Jiang Xunli's statement, took another look at Jiang Peng, and said unceremoniously: "Besides, we are now able to confirm that they are the same person, only relying on Mr. Jiang's one-sided words. Sorry, Mr. Jiang, It's not that I don't believe you, but we need to talk about evidence after we have made bold guesses."

Jiang Peng was not angry either, and nodded, "Understood."

"However... in the process of investigating Mu Zhan's personal information, we found something very interesting."

Zhang Chuan suddenly raised his hand and touched his chin, and smiled playfully: "At first, I thought these things were irrelevant, but after reading your explanation, I suddenly felt that she might be the key to the matter."

"What?" Jiang Xunli asked.

"Mu Zhan was married before."

Zhang Chuan said: "His wife is the girlfriend he has been talking about since middle school. The two have been in love for more than ten years. They finally got married when they graduated with a master's degree in animal husbandry." Zhang Chuan said, "Unfortunately, Less than half a year after they got married, his wife was killed when she went out on a normal trip, and it was only after her death that she was confirmed to be pregnant for a month."

Jiang Xunli frowned involuntarily: "So, maybe he wants to revive her wife?"

"It's very possible." Zhang Chuan said, but he didn't feel relaxed. "But at the same time, we also found that Mu Zhan had no contact with any aristocratic family. He has no spiritual power at all. It is impossible to create a ghost, and it is impossible to find him. The soul of the wife... there is something strange about this matter."

"Indeed..." Jiang Xunli raised his hand to press the center of his brows with a headache, "And now, we don't have many chances to stop him."

"What?" Zhang Chuan asked.

"You have also counted, joy, anger, worry, fear, love, hatred, desire, how many are left now?"

Jiang Xunli was a little annoyed and said: "If those incidents of extreme joy and sorrow were indeed influenced by ghost energy, we must stop him from using 'desire' to kill people now, otherwise, in a few days, half of July will come, and his formation will be destroyed." It's done!"

Zhang Chuan's face is also a little heavy, but he is obviously not as anxious as Jiang Xunli: "Although I don't want to see new cases happen, I will definitely try to stop them if they should be stopped. But in the worst case - if he It really became a battle, and his wife was revived, which is actually beneficial for us to catch him."

Thinking about it this way, it seems reasonable.

But Jiang Xun left for no reason, just feeling uneasy.

"No, it's not that simple." Jiang Xunli said, "I have a bad premonition about this matter. I always feel that something big will happen that we can't control."

Zhang Chuan sighed and said, "You may be too tired recently and feel a little stressed."

Jiang Xunli exhaled and said, "Maybe."

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing." Zhang Chuan said, "Last night, there was another attempted murder case in Fuxi Building, which was also a vendetta. But then it was the hospital where the assailant sent the victim...your handwriting? "

"Yeah." Jiang Xunli said, "I stopped it, and I also asked the little staff to send their supervisor to the hospital."

Hearing this, Zhang Chuan tapped Jiang Xunli with his fingers, and said, "You're bad enough."

"How will this case be judged?" Jiang Xunli asked, "To be honest, knowing the reasons behind the incident, I still think they are quite innocent. Anyone will have feelings of hatred. If it weren't for the ghost, he would not have committed suicide at all. With such a heavy hand, at most, you can just curse in your heart and it will be over."

"I can't do anything about it." Zhang Chuan spread his hands and said, "I can't tell the above that they are controlled by ghosts. Given the current situation in China, the above cannot accept this statement. A few years ago, my old man was still there. At that time, there might be room for private operations, but now...the high-level routes have been blocked."

Jiang Xunli could only nod helplessly, expressing that he probably understood what the result would be.

Zhang Chuan reached out and patted Jiang Xunli's shoulder, and comforted him: "It's good to save most people, you are not the savior of the world."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly laughed and changed the subject: "By the way, I heard that you were fired by that coffee shop? Because of fighting?"

Jiang Xunli glanced at Zhang Chuan: "Ah, yes, I beat up my ex-boyfriend there."

Hearing this, Zhang Chuan glanced at Jiang Peng in surprise.

"He beat me together." Jiang Xunli said.

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around Jiang Peng's shoulder, leaned his head on Jiang Peng's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Let me introduce you? This handsome guy is my husband!"

Zhang Chuan gave a "tsk" and said, "I know you didn't do a good job in my office yesterday! Hey, it's quite trendy!"

One sentence made Jiang Xunli and Jiang Peng feel embarrassed.

Fu Jinxia stepped on Zhang Chuan under the table, and Zhang Chuan restrained himself a bit.

Jiang Xunli was still wounded, so he just sat down in the criminal police brigade, exchanged information with Zhang Chuan, and then went home with Jiang Peng.

In the evening, the two of them nestled on the sofa and watched a movie together.

Jiang Xunli smelled the scent of sandalwood on Jiang Peng's body, and was a little distracted, his hands and feet gradually began to be dishonest, groping Jiang Peng's chest and abdomen.

Jiang Peng held Jiang Xunli's wrist helplessly, and said, "Your wound doesn't hurt anymore?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Jiang Xun lied on Jiang Peng's body, leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, moaning, "But I want you to love me, brother Jiang Peng——"

As he spoke, he grabbed Jiang Peng's hand and placed it under his lower abdomen.

Jiang Peng was also irritated by his entanglement, and for a while, heaven and man were at war, hesitating whether to really "help each other" with Jiang Xunli once.At this time, his phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Xunli: ...

The telephone is the most disgusting invention ever!none of them!

Seeing the caller ID, Jiang Peng immediately pulled his hand out of Jiang Xunli's claws and picked up the phone.

"Grandpa."

After Jiang Peng said hello, he was silent for a while, as if something was said there.

He glanced at Jiang Xunli who was beside him, and used his remaining arm to block Jiang Xunli's troublesome hands, and said, "No, I want to stay in Huaxia."

Jiang Xunli's attention was attracted by this sentence, and he immediately quieted down, wanting to hear what else Jiang Peng had to say.

"Yes... yes, it's decided."

"Grandpa, I, uh... found someone."

Jiang Xunli straightened up and stared straight at Jiang Peng.

Jiang Peng also looked at Jiang Xunli, stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of his nose.

"You saw it last time at the art exhibition... yes, it was him."

Jiang Xunli felt his heart tremble slightly when he listened.

"Well, he's fine." There was a smile on the corner of Jiang Peng's mouth, and his face was slightly red.

"Thank you grandpa, we... will be happy."

The author has something to say:

Painter Jiang: We will be happy.

Jiang Xiaofeng: We will have sex!

Jiang Xiaofeng snatched the author's keyboard and said angrily: Last time I didn't write in the car, this time the atmosphere is so good——

Painter Jiang snatched the keyboard and returned it to the author.

Painter Jiang: Good boy, you still have injuries.

Jiang Xiaofeng: Chick! x2

Ghost Spring Hotel