Today is also the day to see A Piao.

"What about the special department? Did you send someone to look at it?"

Yan Duqiu shook his head, with a regretful tone: "A serious incident happened in Huanqing next door. All the staff from the special department in Shuowu have been transferred to help, and there is no one left."

Typical - no one at home.

Pian Pian said: "In other words, the police think the ghost in the room is the murdered victim? Then we only need to find out who the murderer is."

"It stands to reason that it is true. I hope there will be no variables."

Jiang Yichen kept in mind his purpose of going down the mountain—for Shuwu No. [-] Middle School, it would be best not to spend energy on other things.

Worried that Jiang Yichen would be bored in the car, Yan Duqiu acted as a tool to mobilize the atmosphere until Jiang Yichen rubbed his temples and said a little impatiently, "Why do you talk so much?"

When he said this, there was a little impatience between his brows and eyes. When he wasn't smiling, he actually didn't look easy to get along with, and when he was in a cold tone, he was very deterrent.

Yan Duqiu closed his mouth in a good manner.

……

When they arrived at the destination, it was pouring rain again. Yan Duqiu obediently held an umbrella for Jiang Yichen and Pian Pian, and Pian Pian was worried that the rain would come in through the gap, so he obediently stuck it on the umbrella ribs.

Only when we got inside the building and there was no rain to fly in did Pian Pian fly out of the umbrella.

Yan Duqiu pointed to the room with the door open, and said, "This is the room where Yin Qi exceeds the standard."

Jiang Yichen scooped up pieces in the air, then walked in, Yan Duqiu followed behind them.

Pieces flew out from Jiang Yichen's fingers, and then stopped in the air, looking around.

Yan Duqiu waited for a while before Jiang Yichen and Pian Pian made a sound, and then asked in a low voice, "Small Lord, do you see what's coming?"

Jiang Yichen said: "It's not bad that it's a ghost. Can your Yin Qi Supervision Bureau trace the source of this Yin Qi?"

Yan Luqiu was a little embarrassed. Since the establishment of their Yin Qi Supervision Bureau, they have not traced the source of Yin Qi, but can only detect the content of Yin Qi. Tracing this is usually left to special departments. He lowered his head and said: " We...we don't have this ability, and all the staff of the special department have been transferred out, so there is no way to trace back, so we can only ask Xiaoshan Lord for help, the deputy bureau said, in return, all your expenses in the secular world will be covered by our deputy bureau I will be responsible for it alone, and I will be responsible for the home visits and parent-teacher meetings at the school."

Jiang Yichen's eyes froze, he took a breath, and said a few words in a deliberate tone: "Parents' meeting? You?"

His tone was full of doubts, his voice was not loud, but it was generally so cold that it could make people tremble.

Yan Huangqiu heard that he had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "Don't worry, Xiao Shanzhu, I am responsible for these as the housekeeper of Xiao Shanzhu, and the house is provided by the deputy bureau. I will pick up Xiao Shanzhu to live in the villa after school on Friday afternoon. The living conditions will definitely not be worse than what the little mountain owner lived on Yunhuai Mountain."

Their deputy director Qiao has nothing else, that is, the family has money.

Jiang Yichen was relieved, he thought that the researcher of the Yin Qi Supervision Bureau wanted to take the position of the owner of Yunhuai Mountain so much: "Oh, that's okay."

Pieces flew around the room, and then landed on Jiang Yichen's shoulder: "It's a female ghost. It just left here and went southeast."

Jiang Yichen nodded, and when he was about to go out to find out the exact location of the female ghost, he heard Xiaopian say, "My lord, there are strangers here."

Jiang Yichen narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and patted Yan Duqiu's shoulder: "Look for it."

Yan Duqiu was confused: "What are you looking for?"

Jiang Yichen: "A stranger."

Yan Luqiu reacted abruptly, and quickly asked the people behind him to search the entire room.

There is a child locked in the cabinet in this room, only five years old, a boy.

The emotion revealed in his eyes was fear, he looked at all the people in front of him in fear, he didn't know what to do, he was at a loss, he looked for a while and then lowered his head, as if he didn't want to communicate with them.

Yan Duqiu has never dealt with such a young child, and the youngest intern of their Yin Qi Supervision Bureau has also grown up. Their relatives know that he is doing "out of bounds" work, and they don't have many contacts. They rarely see him. child.

Jiang Yichen looked at the little boy. He saw the scars on the child's exposed skin; he saw the rope marks on the child's wrist;

Jiang Yichen snorted unobtrusively, then took out a paper-folded puppy from his schoolbag, and put it in front of the little boy: "Do you like puppies?"

The little boy nodded, and finally said the first sentence: "I like, I like puppies..."

"I guess so," Jiang Yichen moved the dog forward again, "Take it if you like."

The little boy stretched out his hand, but retracted the moment he touched the paper.

Jiang Yichen was not angry, and said patiently: "We are all here to help you. Look, is that devil not here anymore?"

The little boy shook his head: "It wasn't you who helped me! It wasn't you... It was my mother. I haven't seen my mother for a long time... But why doesn't my mother want to see me? Why does my mother leave me..."

Mother?

It seemed that the female ghost was the child's mother, so it was his father who made the child so scared and hid. According to general logic, the female ghost should have been killed by the child's father.

"Little friend, did your mother say anything to you when she left you? What do you remember?"

The little boy was a little scared, even his voice was trembling: "Can I trust you?"