hit you

It came, and you were the only one who heard it at the time, and there was no transcript, so it can't be counted as a confession at all. "

Everyone at the door of the office was discussing, and then saw Han Dong open the door, and was a little dazed when he saw the people surrounded by three circles outside the door, and then he just heard him shouting loudly

"What are you looking at, you have nothing to do at hand? Should I invite you to come in and listen!"

The crowd dispersed, Han Dong swung his hands and slammed the door shut, and there was another burst of abuse from inside.

Han Dong had a cigarette in his mouth, his hair was messy, his eyes were sunken, and he knew he hadn't slept all night.

Looking up and seeing Yan Kuan a few steps away, Han Dong's first reaction was to say something to Yan Kuan, but when he looked back at the closed office door, he frowned.

Yan Kuan saw that this was not the place to talk, so he raised a smile and greeted Han Dong proactively.

Han Dong kept a straight face and didn't speak. He stared at Yan Kuan as if he was about to dig a hole in him. He stepped up and stretched out his arms to pull him out quickly.

On the side of the road opposite the Public Security Bureau, in the black LaCrosse, neither of them spoke. Han Dong was smoking one cigarette after another, and the strong smell of smoke lingered in the air.

Neither of them opened the window. Yan Kuan knew that he had something to say, but if he continued to suck like this, he, the indirect victim, would probably have to go to the hospital for a comprehensive chest and lung examination.

Just when he couldn't help but want to curse, Han Dong spoke first

"Hiroko, are you just waiting for me to deliver this case to you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Dong felt a little regretful.

Yan Kuan is so smart. Originally, he wanted to tell Yan Kuan something, but when he said it, how could Yan Kuan not guess what he meant? If Yan Kuan really wanted to hide something, he would have done it anyway. I can't even come up with words.

Oh, no, to be more serious, he is disclosing the investigation of the case to relevant personnel, which is a violation of discipline, but this is his brother, the person he trusts the most, but his surname is Yan after all. .

Hope it's not what I thought it would be!

Han Dong clenched his lower lip, pushed the steering wheel a little helplessly, pinched the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and stroked his hair with his left hand irritably.

Sure enough, Yan Kuan looked at Han Dong with puzzled eyes, "Is this case related to our Yan family?"

Han Dong really didn't know what to do, he threw himself on the driver's seat, panting heavily.

Yan Jingzhi is the boss here, and besides, there is an old man Yan in Beijing, so what if he is from the Han family, compared to the Yan family, the Han family is just a skinny camel.

My parents warned me over and over again that I must be careful and careful in the officialdom. I finally became the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade. Seeing that the position in the provincial department is almost vacant, are you going to joke about your future now?

But he just couldn't swallow this breath. He obviously had clues and knew who the latter might be. At this time, he was not willing to give up the investigation.

"After catching Wang Ai yesterday, I made a record for her at the scene." Han Dong looked up at Yan Kuan's expression, and he also had a serious face. "She said that the boss behind the gang is named Yan."

"You suspect it's my uncle?"

"No, I suspect it's your cousin, Yan Ming."

"But Yan Ming has been in the United States for the past few years, how could he manage such a well-established gang?"

"He can completely manipulate it in the United States. As we have intensified our anti-pornography efforts in recent years and the network management has become increasingly strict, many managers of pornographic websites have thought of using American servers to conduct illegal transactions in China. After investigation by our network department, The main creator of this website is to set up a mirror image in the United States that is exactly the same as the "parent site" in China. And our team checked Yan Ming's network records in the United States last night, and he did pay the American Internet service provider to register the same domain name .As early as half a year ago, he had already returned to China, and the victim of this wine request only happened within the past six months."

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☆、Secretary Yan

"You think I'm involved too?"

Han Dong lit another cigarette, and stared at Yan Kuan's face with a sense of willingness: "It's annoying because you don't know. You see, you also came here recently, and your surname is Yan, and I told you about the case." That day, you were too fucking calm. Well, even if you are not in the same group, I have reason to believe that you may know the inside story."

"Your brain." Yan Kuan had no choice but to admire Han Dong at this time. He even thought how could Han Dong get into his current position? His political awareness is too poor. From this, it can be seen that Han Dong has not done anything in the past few years. Less crowded.

"First of all, Yan Ming has been abroad for the past few years, and we have hardly met each other; secondly, I travel all over the country and do financial business, which has nothing to do with it. As you said, as long as there is a server for network cases Well, you can check the network operations of my companies across the country to see if there is anything related to this website; then, I think Bureau Cai is right, since you have no evidence at hand, you should stop checking, after all, Uncle's status, if the big fish is not caught, the small fish will have to be released."

"I knew it had nothing to do with you," Han □□ smiled, his face was completely full of guarded expression, but when he thought of Cai Hang, his face was clouded again, "Since being a policeman From the first day, I told myself that it’s good to catch a good person, but I can’t let go of a bad person. Although Wang Ai died, what she said before she died should not be false. Do you think it’s TM blame? None of the people who came back was willing to tell who the big boss is, Nima, I'm really aggrieved."

"You didn't invite Yan Ming to the Public Security Bureau. Isn't there a law that people who are suspected of crimes can be detained for 48 hours?"

"Li Yue went to look for him, but he didn't let him in. The gatekeeper said that Yan Ming hadn't come home for the past two days, so he didn't know where he went. If only he could search his house, I don't believe him. There was no evidence left."

"Here, I can try it for you."

Han Dong's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Yan Kuan: "Brother, are you really willing to help me? That's great!"

Receiving Yan Kuan's response, Han Dong smiled and drove Yan Kuan towards Yan Jing's house.

Along the way, Yan Kuan's heart was very restless, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he really couldn't say anything.

Local officials all live in the unified government compound, but the Yan family is a well-known family in the capital, and they have their own house here, so Yan Jingzhi did not live with other officials.

Arrived at Yan Jing's house unimpeded, the door was closed, knocked on the door, and the old housekeeper of Yan's mansion came to meet him.

When the old housekeeper saw Yan Kuan, his cautious old face immediately burst into a smile: "It's Young Master Sun, the secretary was still saying yesterday why you didn't come to play, it's such a coincidence that you came today!"

The old butler, dressed in a professional black suit, opened the door, stood respectfully at the iron gate and welcomed them in. He looked at Han Dong and asked, "Who is this?"

Han Dong nodded politely and said, "Hi, my name is Han Dong, and I'm Yan Kuan's friend."

Although I was a little puzzled seeing this strange young man, after all, it was Yan Kuan who brought me here, so I didn't want to ask too many questions.

Due to Yan Jingzhi's relationship, outsiders are generally not allowed in this house, and relatives and friends know it, so they never bring strangers in. If they bring them, it means that they are very important people. Take a look at Han Dong He didn't dress like a person of high status, but he still made a gesture of invitation, thinking in his heart: "Mr. Han, please come inside."

So the two followed the old housekeeper and walked in. As soon as they entered the gate, Yan Jingzhi's tall figure appeared in front of their eyes.

He obviously heard the movement and came out from the back room to meet him, Yan Kuan looked a little surprised when he saw his appearance.

In his impression, the eldest uncle always looked radiant. He had only visited him a few days ago. Why was it only a few days? The uncle's face was haggard like this, and his bright eyes were also dim. Guang, that stalwart and straight figure, upon closer inspection, turned out to be a bit hunchbacked.

Yan Kuan stepped forward and said politely: "Uncle, I'm here today..."

Before Yan Kuan finished speaking, Yan Jingzhi interrupted him impatiently: "Yan Kuan, have you forgotten what Grandpa said? You are not allowed to bring outsiders in at home. I don't care who he is today, let me out .”

Han Dong saw Yan Kuan look at him in embarrassment, knowing that this time he was really embarrassed, so he thought for a while and said, "Secretary Yan, I am Han Dong, the captain of the criminal police." Welcome, but for the sake of politeness, it is better to do things on the surface decently.

"I'll say it again, please... get out."

"Uncle, I also hope these things have nothing to do with Brother Tang. What the police want is evidence. As long as he didn't do anything illegal, no one will be able to wrong him. So I hope you can have a good talk."

Yan Jingzhi thought for a long time, answered "Yes" weakly, and then led the two of them into the study.

In the study, Yan Jingzhi invited the two to sit down.

The old housekeeper poured a cup of tea for Yan Kuan, but he didn't pour it for Han Dong, obviously wanting to send him away quickly.

Although Han Dong was unhappy, he had no choice but to bow his head under the eaves, so he looked at Yan Jingzhi and asked in a low voice: "Secretary Yan, may I ask if your son has had any sex with some strangers recently?" touch?"

"I don't know. I'm usually too busy with work and travel a lot, so I don't have much time to spend with him." Yan Jingzhi sighed.

"Then what does he usually do at home? Or what hobbies does he have?"

"do not know."

"Do you know his income? We found out that a large amount of money goes in and out of his account every day. Do you know what happened?"

"Are you interrogating me?" Yan Jingzhi was obviously a little annoyed, "If you doubt me, you can go to the Commission for Discipline Inspection and report me, or you can write a report letter to the three departments of the public security, prosecution and law. Don't pretend to be in front of me."

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☆、Death of Yan Ming

Yan Kuan moved slightly, and immediately followed Han Dong's words: "Uncle, don't get excited. Captain Han is just asking a routine question. If you don't know, you don't have to answer."

But Han Dong didn't give Yan Jingzhi a chance to breathe. His eyes sharpened, he stared at Yan Jingzhi, and his tone became very stiff, "Secretary Yan, I think you should know the seriousness of this matter. Even if you suppress this case It’s down, but I can show the Commission for Discipline Inspection the things I have in hand. If you really can’t explain the unknown money in your son’s account, then I can only ask you to sit in the bureau. , but it’s not our public security department who came to ask you something.”

Yan Jingzhi's face changed, looking at Han Dong's face turned livid again.

Yan Kuan knew in his heart that he couldn't speak out to help anyone at this time, so he sat on the side, looking back and forth between the two of them.

"Han Dong, what exactly do you want?" Yan Jingzhi fidgeted awkwardly on the sofa, his tone suddenly became impatient.

Han Dong knew that the heat was almost ready, so he stood up and said in a polite manner, "I want to see Yan Ming's room."

Yan Jingzhi thought for a while and said, "Yes. But please don't touch anything in my house, let alone take it away without my permission."

The two nodded, followed Yan Jing upstairs to Yan Ming's room.

"Xiao Ming won't be at home for a few days, and he doesn't like others to touch his things." After finishing speaking, he immediately opened the door in front of them, and then went to turn on the light first.

The curtains in the house were drawn tightly, so it was dark everywhere.

As soon as the light was turned on, the suddenly turned on light was so bright that people's eyes couldn't accept it for a while.

After their eyes got used to the strong light, they could see everything in this room clearly.

The room was not too luxurious, but Chen inside was very simple. The two searched for a long time but found no valuable clues, and finally stared at the laptop on the table at the same time.

"Uncle, this?"

Yan Jingzhi knew that he wouldn't give up if he didn't let them search thoroughly today, so he nodded and agreed for them to turn on the computer.

As Yan Kuan expected, there was no online record in the computer, so Han Dong didn't give up and called his colleagues in the technical department to teach him some methods of checking on the phone, but he still found nothing.

At this time, the housekeeper said that the office secretary called Yan Jingzhi, and Yan Jingzhi hurriedly took care of him and went downstairs.

After he went downstairs, Han Dong seemed to have thought of something suddenly. He selected "Show Hidden Files" on the document, and then found a lot of files in the E drive. One file named "Yu" suddenly attracted his attention. Notice.

Han Dong clicked in, and it turned out that there were all kinds of jade photos in it, so densely packed that it was dazzling.

Yan Kuan walked towards him with a frown, and was surprised to find that the photos in these photos were all missing bergamot jade.

With a full capacity of 10GB, the number of photos is astonishing, and the luster and brightness of jade in every angle and under all kinds of light are everything that one expects to find.

Han □□ran questioned: "Brother Tang, don't you want to rob the tomb...?"

Yan Kuan coughed dryly immediately, and interrupted: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm here today, it seems that I can't find anything after further investigation."

After speaking, he took out the USB flash drive he carried with him and inserted it into it.

"What are you doing? There is no useful information left in the computer. What's the use of downloading these photos?"

"You don't care, I'm starting to study antiques now, no way."

At this time, Yan Kuan suddenly felt a black shadow drifting outside the window, and hurriedly put away the USB flash drive and wanted to go over to have a look, but there was a heart-piercing cry from outside the door, which belonged to Yan Jingzhi.

The two looked at each other, got up and ran downstairs at the same time,

At this time, I only heard Han Dong's cell phone ringing, and it was Li Yue who answered the call.

"Team Han, where are you? It's a mess now!" The voice seemed anxious.

"Don't worry, speak slowly, what's the matter?"

"Hurry up and come to Golden Horse Park, something big has happened!"

"what's up?"

"Secretary Yan's son, Yan Ming, is dead!"

"What!?" Han Dong was very surprised, why did Yan Ming die as soon as he found out.

"Have you confirmed your identity?"

"It's confirmed. The deceased's identity card and belongings are not lost. He fell from the back mountain, but his back seemed to be bitten by something, and his right foot was broken before he died. The strangest thing is, There are five marks on his ankle, which are dark bruises, and feel like human handprints, if it was made by a human, how hard it would be!"

"Okay, I'll be there right away."Han Dong put away the phone and looked up at Yan Kuan before leaving.

Yan Kuan comforted Yan Jingzhi a few words, and asked the housekeeper to find a family doctor, and after making arrangements, he went out.

When he walked outside the door, he saw Han Dong waiting for him, and the two of them didn't speak. After Yan Kuan got into the car, Han Dong kicked the accelerator, turned 360 degrees on the spot, and roared away.

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☆, Onmyoji

Unknowingly, it was the dusk of another day, Song Zhe opened the door of his house with the key, and walked to the back room while taking off his police uniform.

These two days are really unlucky. Last night, I met someone fighting in the alley. After a long time, it was a kind citizen who helped the Criminal Police Brigade solve the case. Today, let’s help someone to patrol the Golden Horse Park.

But thinking of the person who committed suicide, Song Zhe's heart couldn't help but tighten.

That corpse was very strange, the skull was shattered badly, and it seemed that it had indeed fallen from the mountain.But the dead man grinned and bared his teeth, he seemed to be laughing or crying, and his eyes were open, as if he was overly frightened, and he seemed to be dying.

Due to some special reasons, Song Zhe has some psychic abilities since he was a child.Later he met a Taoist priest and learned some spells.In the beginning, he was asked to look into Feng Shui, and then he was invited to visit the town house, and even when someone suffered from some strange illness, gradually, he also gained a little fame in the magic stick business.It's just that he keeps a low profile and doesn't do publicity. The police is his main job, and ghost removal is just a hobby.

Seeing such a strange thing, Song Zhe's first thought was whether this person encountered a ghost before his life.

He first carefully searched around the corpse. Under the moonlight, a few pieces of black gravel shone with light. After thinking for a while, he took out a plastic bag from his body and put the gravel into the bag one by one. Put it in your pocket.Then he took out a talisman and a copper coin, put them on the forehead of the corpse, bit his own finger, sprinkled some blood on the talisman, chanted a spell, and yelled at the corpse, "Get up!" !"

Sure enough, the corpse sat up, and the amulet danced in front of the forehead of the corpse, showing a bloody red color, which meant that the corpse was haunted by a ghost before it died.

Just when he wanted to learn more about the situation, he saw the 110 police car driving over.

There are ghosts for believers, but not for those who don't, and this kind of thing is too bizarre, he still doesn't do it in front of the public.

So, as soon as he saw someone coming, he immediately put away his things, regained his composure and waited for the seniors to ask about the situation. He saw that it was a coincidence that they were the ones he met in the alley last night.

It's too late to go home when the situation is clear.

Song Zhe was alone, living in a small house of only ten square meters, and the location was very remote.

The interior is very simple, a single bed, a desk, a large wardrobe, and a toilet.

Because this is an old residential area, the voltage is extremely unstable, and a "sizzling" sound from a burst of current made the only light in the whole house flicker.

Song Zhe's eyelids twitched because he saw that the dark candle he had lit in the middle of the room went out at some point.

This means that there are ghosts in this house.

A gust of wind blew on Song Zhe's face from the broken glass window, and an inexplicable smell followed the wind, filling the whole room.

He waved his hand and sprinkled some white incense ash in the room, but it disappeared in the air immediately.

With such a strong yin energy, even the cursed incense ash couldn't capture the ghost's position. It seems that this is not an ordinary ghost.

Song Zhe slowly moved to the big wardrobe, casually took out a pistol from the drawer, took out the gun and looked at it.

This gun was left to him by his master, and it was specially used to deal with those ghosts. Because it was too lethal, it was almost never used before, so it still had plenty of bullets.

With the gun held up, he looked around, took out a few more candles, and lit one of them.

Then he took out a yellow talisman from his pocket, lit it with a candle, read it aloud, and the talisman suddenly disappeared in the air like a spell.

Song Zhe took a deep breath.

The ghostly aura grew stronger as he walked in. He shone around with the candle in his hand, and there was nothing but dust in the reflected light.

At this time, the electric light suddenly went out, and the room was pitch black, only the candle in his hand gave out a faint light.

Song Zhe glanced around to see if he found anything.

After walking a few more steps, he felt a strong yin energy suddenly approaching his back.

Song Zhe closed his eyes, subconsciously raised the gun, a golden talisman suddenly appeared one meter away from him, and just behind the talisman, there was a female ghost in a red dress with blood on his face. Pounced on him.

There was a "bang" gunshot, the sound was not loud, and there was no smoke, but at the same time, a mournful howl exploded in the air, and the female ghost disappeared.

Song Zhe knew that the shot didn't hit the female ghost's vitals.

Although he exorcises ghosts, he just wants those ghosts to return to where they belong, and not to scare or even harm people in the human world.

But today, he already sensed a smell of human blood from the female ghost, it seems that she must have killed someone not long ago.

To this kind of ghost, Song Zhe has always been merciless, but it is a pity that she escaped.

Calm was restored in the hut.

Just when Song Zhe breathed out a foul breath and was about to relax, a white figure fell from his roof, and he hugged him without thinking.

The face of the person in his arms was blue and purple, and his arms were hanging prostratedly, appearing lifeless.

"Little Joe!"

He called several times, but the person in his arms didn't respond at all.

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☆, haunting little devil

In the dim little room, Song Zhe sat cross-legged on the bed, breathing out his luck secretly with his eyes closed.

After a while, he opened his mouth, and a small golden glowing bead flew out of his mouth.

The small bead flew twice in the air, stopped on the top of Qiao Zhenyu's head and emitted a red light, and unexpectedly formed a line with the blood-red cinnabar on Qiao Zhenyu's head, emitting a dazzling light.

After 10 minutes, the light of the small beads gradually faded and flew back into Song Zhe's mouth.

At this time, Song Zhe slowly opened his eyes, got out of bed, and turned on the white light in the bedroom.

Looking at Qiao Zhenyu again, the cinnabar on his forehead had disappeared, his face regained a little vitality, then the corners of his mouth moved, and then his eyes opened.

As soon as Qiao Zhenyu saw Song Zhe, he immediately went up and gave him a big hug.

"A Luo, I knew you would save me."

Song Zhe wrinkled his nose and pushed him away: "Again, my name is Song Zhe, not A Luo. Also, why are you alone, A Li? What's the matter with your body injury? I just got it This physical body is just messing around, do you know that fortunately I came back an hour earlier, otherwise you might have to turn back into a lone ghost again and be captured by your subordinates."

"A Li helped me lure the Rakshasa girl away, really, isn't it just to look at the book of life and death, old man Cui is too stingy."

Song Zhe folded his arms around his chest, obviously not believing what he said.

"It's true, when Ah Li brought me here, I accidentally got hit by a car, nothing else!" Qiao Zhenyu nodded sincerely.

Song Zhe squinted his eyes and stared at the opposite person carefully, trying hard to see a sign of lying in those beautiful almond eyes.

Unfortunately, I didn't see it at all.

hit by a car?If it's a ghost body, let alone a car, it's okay to be bombarded by an airplane.But Xiao Qiao is now in the physical body, using the physical body to crash the car?And A Li, or Xiao Qiao and A Li, left the underworld without authorization and came to the world. What are these two ghosts up to?

"What's the matter with that female ghost? Why did she want to kill you?"

This female ghost died by suicide and could not enter the reincarnation of reincarnation, so she was extremely resentful.In addition, she had harmed people not long ago, whether it was absorbing yang energy or devouring people's flesh and blood, her mana was stronger than ordinary ghosts. According to Xiao Qiao's physical condition when she appeared in front of him, she couldn't beat him. Female ghosts are normal.

But since he is a ghost, he should know Xiao Qiao's identity, and it doesn't make sense to want to harm him.

"How do I know! Anyway, she has already been beaten away by you." Qiao Zhenyu put his arm on Song Zhe's shoulder enthusiastically, "I didn't sneak out this time, the old man asked me to come. He will expire next year and raise his salary." , he wanted Grandpa Ziping to be his seat, but you also know that Grandpa Ziping lost the hand of the Nether Ghost, and that Yinyang company has always looked at him as a dislike, and ran against him everywhere. So the old man wants me to do it in a year. In order to find the Ghost Hand of the Netherworld, we need to find the purest yang energy to cultivate our internal strength well, so as to protect Grandpa Ziping."

Song Zhe arbitrarily knocked off his hand, and said in a cold voice: "I have no objection to looking for ghost hands, but using yang qi to practice will shorten the lifespan of a person's yang, so it's too wicked for you to do so."

"Ha!" Qiao Zhenyu smiled, "Do you know what a coincidence that the real body of Yang Qi that Ah Li helped me find is actually a descendant of Yan Yunfei, named Yan Kuan. If I do this, I can also be regarded as Grandpa Ziping Exhaled."

Yan Kuan, what a coincidence.

Song Zhe thought about it for a while, and these things seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Now it seems that the most important thing is how to get rid of this troublesome ghost and stop bothering him.

Glancing at Qiao Zhenyu's smug face, Song Zhe deliberately said with a straight face: "Did you ask your grandpa Ziping about this, maybe he doesn't want you to vent your anger on him at all. And, think about it, Will the Yin Yang Company let you succeed so easily? Let me tell you, I smelled a strong breath from that female ghost just now, and I think she should be controlled by the Rakshasa girl. Go back and see the girl named Yan Kuan. Maybe he has been caught and eaten by Rakshasa."

Qiao Zhenyu was stunned when he heard it, and then he was in a daze and deep thought, and murmured: "But I was just awakened by you, and I can't use any mana in my body. Even if I meet a Rakshasa girl, I will be destroyed by him. Then you didn’t save me for nothing. If Rakshasa knew that you have the Yunling Orb, do you think she will keep coming to trouble you from now on?”

"You still want me to send you to find that Yan Kuan!!!" Song Zhe suddenly felt a little self-inflicted.

Why offend Rakshasa for this ghost, why use the power of Yun Lingzhu to save him, once the underground guys know the existence of this bead, I really can't live a peaceful life.

"A Luo, I know you are the best, please help me. Now is the most critical time for my cultivation, I have to let him pass my Yang Qi to me every day, and you don't want to see my previous efforts go to waste, oh~~~"

As soon as Song Zhe heard his begging tone, he couldn't vent his anger anymore.

So he had no choice but to sigh and asked: "Little ancestor, do you know where Yan Kuan lives? Can I send you to grow old?"

Unfortunately, Qiao Zhenyu shook his head honestly.

Song Zhe was speechless again.

Although I am a policeman, the police station can find out everyone's home address and contact information, but I can't bring this ghost to the police station, and there is no rush to check the time.

After thinking about it, Song Zhe had no choice but to take out a bowl, put some water in it, and then took out two blue talismans, closed his eyes, and recited a few incantations.

Qiao Zhenyu rested his chin and looked at these talismans in general. He couldn't understand what was written on them, and he didn't know what they were useful for, so he didn't dare to ask.

Less than 10 minutes later, Song Zhe opened his eyes wide and yelled, "No!"

"What's wrong?" Qiao Zhenyu was also made nervous by him.

"Yan Kuan met a female ghost, and his life may be in danger."

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☆, ghost deed

In the Golden Horse Park, the surrounding area is very quiet, and the night is alluring.

How pleasant it would be if there was a beautiful woman by his side to watch the moon, even a handsome guy with a lot of water, just like that ghost named Qiao Zhenyu.

After thinking about it, the cigarette ash accidentally flicked on the back of his hand, which startled Yan Kuan. He pulled back his thoughts and saw Han Dong sitting opposite him with a sad face.

I didn't sleep last night, and today I was dragged around by this kid for a whole day. An hour ago, Captain Han finally found out that the two of them hadn't eaten, so he ordered two at the roadside shop in Golden Horse Park. vegetable.

It's not that Yan Kuan has no conscience, brother Tang is not sad at all when he died.

In fact, this Tang brother has been living abroad since he can remember, and at most he returns to the country to meet with people during the Chinese New Year. Much sadness.

On the contrary, he began to worry about how much Yan Ming's matter would affect the Yan family.

In other words, such economic problems by the family members of officials will more or less involve the officials themselves, especially for a huge family like the Yan family, which will affect the whole body. The official is considered to have done it.

Yan Jingzhi is the most important chess piece that grandpa played in the political world. If this chess piece becomes a dead one, it will be difficult for the Yan family to make plans in the future.

Thinking of this, Yan Kuan finally understood what the faint worry in his heart was.

Besides, Han Dong,

From the first moment he saw the corpse, his brows have not been loosened.

If Yan Ming wants to commit suicide, it either means that he has realized his conscience, blamed himself, or he just doesn't want to hurt other people, so why not find a place in the city center with a prominent location and choose to commit suicide in this deep mountain and old forest, where he won't even see a ghost for a long time to the place.

Let alone the corpse.

According to the forensic examination, Yan Ming did die by suicide. His skull was broken and he was facing upwards, but it didn't feel like he fell from the back mountain, but from a higher place.The facial expression of the corpse was also very strange, with grinning teeth, and the forensic doctor couldn't move it even after pulling it with his hands several times.What puzzled the forensic doctor the most was that his heart was gone, and there were no traces of surgery around him. If it was an illegal person who sold human organs, it would be impossible for him to have such a clean and neat method.

Han Dong kept saying these doubts over and over from morning to night, even at the dinner table, making Yan Kuan tasteless if he wanted to have a good meal.

After taking a few mouthfuls of food in a hurry, Han Dong brought him to the scene of the crime in the park.

At this time, in the deep forest, the wind was blowing, which made people feel a little chilly.

"The time of death was early this morning. There were no witnesses. Why didn't he want people to see him commit suicide?" Han Dong approached the crime scene surrounded by police lines, and curiously walked around the place where the deceased was found, looking for clues.

Han Dong's face became more and more gloomy, and Yan Kuan was playing with the lighter in his hand boredly next to a tree with a crooked neck.

Occasionally, a little light appeared not far from the park, maybe it was a firefly, and it was too bright, but it really looked like the phosphorescence that the old man said would only be seen in a cemetery. Yan Kuan stared at those lights carefully, and those lights Floating around seemed to be slowly drifting towards them.

Yan Kuan was taken aback, he couldn't help but walked a little closer to Han Dong, and whispered, "There are ghost fires here..."

Han Dong glanced back at him angrily: "I said that you have become less courageous after you have been in business for these years. What kind of ghosts and ghosts, do you still believe this?"

When he said this, Yan Kuan was also very puzzled, if he hadn't met Qiao Zhenyu, he wouldn't have believed it.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you! I want to leave you alone, I'm going home." Yan Kuan snorted coldly, turned his head and was about to leave.

Suddenly, the expression on his face became tense, and he immediately shouted to Han Dong, "Be careful!"

Han Dong reacted quickly, and immediately raised his head to see a red object hitting them, the speed was unbelievable.

Yan Kuan took two quick breaths of air, and smelled the familiar strange smell again.

He rushed towards Han Dong quickly, rolled on the ground with him in his arms and hid under a big tree.

Han Dong calmed down a little, raised his hand and fired two shots at the red object.

"Bang, bang"!

The object disappeared in an instant!

Han Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to thank his buddies behind him, when he turned his head and saw a red object wrapped around Yan Kuan's body, it should be said to be a female ghost with a bloody mouth open.

The female ghost had long jet-black hair, her big watery eyes had now turned blood red, and her smile looked particularly eerie and lonely.

The more Han Dong watched, the more nervous he felt, because he knew this female ghost, and it was Wang Ai who jumped to his death!

"It's you, it's you who made me die, I'm going to kill you."

Han Dong broke out in cold sweat when he heard this, and fired two more shots, but she dodged them both.

Wang Ai strangled Yan Kuan's neck tightly with both hands, his terrifying eyes were full of hostility, blood was dripping below his chest, and his whole body gave off a foul and disgusting smell.

Yan Kuan had difficulty breathing, his face was flushed, and he instinctively pushed with his hands, but unfortunately, he just stretched his arm to Wang Ai's mouth

Wang Ai laughed strangely, opened his bloody mouth and bit it all at once.

The severe pain as imagined did not come, but Wang Ai screamed in horror, and a strange totem suddenly appeared on Yan Kuan's arm, emitting a dazzling white light.

"Ghost contract?!" Wang Ai hurriedly let go of Yan Kuan, stumbled back a few steps, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, the totem on Yan Kuan's arm also disappeared.

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Yan Kuan thought it was his eyes that were dazzled, so he wiped it carefully with his sleeve until his arm was about to bleed, but he didn't see the totem again.

Han Dong gasped in horror, and after feeling that there was nothing unusual around him, he slowly approached Yan Kuan.

Seeing that Yan Kuan was not much better, his face was livid, and he asked quickly, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, now you should believe my words." Yan Kuan tried to calm himself down, but his voice was still trembling.

Han Dong looked around in horror with his eyes, afraid that another monster would appear again

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