[Town Soul] Zhao Yunlan Small Theater

Generally speaking, Guo Changcheng is a person who is very good at overall planning.During this period of time, the Special Investigation Office had no cases, so he made full use of his free time to develop his spare time.According to incomplete statistics, in the past week, Xiao Guo, an enthusiastic citizen, has helped a total of five old ladies cross the road, turned over the balcony to help nearby residents retrieve their keys twice, and returned a nest of chicks that accidentally landed on the tree. He mediated a dispute over two middle-aged women's seats on the bus—although the result of the mediation was that they scolded him bloody in unison.

That day, after cleaning up the elderly in the community, he returned home only to find four or five calls displayed on his mobile phone, so he undoubtedly missed the case meeting in the morning.Fortunately, Zhao Yunlan thought that Guo Changcheng's role in the Special Investigation Department was relatively dispensable, so he only left a text message on his mobile phone saying "Go to Longcheng Hospital as soon as you see the call".

"Chu...Brother Chu..." Guo Changcheng hurried into the gate of the hospital, almost bumping into Chu Shuzhi who was walking out.

Facing him was an expressionless face.

"Sorry, I'm late... Where is Zhao, Zhao Chu..."

Still no response.

"I'm writing a review..." Guo Changcheng was out of breath.

"Write in your stupid diary!" One of Chu Shu grabbed Guo Changcheng: "Come out with me! Old Zhao asked us to step on the scene!"

"Go...where?" Guo Changcheng stumbled as he was dragged.

"funeral parlor."

"..." Does every case have to be so exciting?

In the past few days, those who experienced the Longcheng bizarre coma case were: the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department of Longcheng Hospital, the gatekeeper of Longcheng Middle School, the owner of a street fruit shop, and the master of the funeral home.After inspection by Zhao Yunlan and the others, there was a pinhole on the middle fingertip of the unconscious person's right hand.

"Injecting drugs?" The first reaction in Guo Changcheng's mind.

"Take the soul." Chu Shuzhi strode forward, completely ignoring Guo Changcheng, who followed behind him like a little daughter-in-law: "People have three souls and seven souls, and one of them was taken away, so they have been in a coma. "

Guo Changcheng suddenly felt that his knowledge reserve could not keep up with the new era of the Special Investigation Office.

The master of the funeral home was found unconscious by the cremation furnace all night before being sent to the hospital by the staff.

Trembling, Guo Changcheng began to turn up and down in front of the cremation furnace, and the back of his neck felt cold.Somehow, he felt that a dead place like a funeral parlor was very suitable for Chu Shuzhi with a coffin face.Especially when Brother Chu stood in the corner with his pockets in his pocket and stared at him, Guo Changcheng felt like he was being scrutinized by a fraudulent corpse.

The phone rang, almost shocking Guo Changcheng, who was immersed in fear and fantasy, to the ground.

"The monitoring can't find anything. The perpetrator completely avoided the monitoring area. Is there anything wrong with you?" It was Lin Jing.

"Yes." Chu Shuzhi glanced at Guo Changcheng: "Xiao Guo was frightened soft by your ringtone."

"..."

"Brother Chu, Brother Chu, I found something." Guo Changcheng called out as if to prove his courage.

Chu Shuzhi looked at him expressionlessly.

"Look, on the night when Master was unconscious, an urn in the funeral home was dug up and the ashes were stolen. The funeral home blocked the news to prevent the family members from investigating... Brother Chu, do you think these two things are related... "Guo Changcheng flipped through the notebook hanging on the wall and said.

After hearing no response, Guo Changcheng felt that the chill on the back of his neck became even colder, so he quickly made amends and checked the notebook for a while.

"Owner of the ashes: Chen Mengyao. Time of death: five years ago. Age of death: 17 years old. Brother Chu, how much hatred do you think this is? After death, the urn needs to be dug out. Is it the legendary frustrating bones and ashes?" ...Ah! Chu, Brother Chu!"

Guo Changcheng was instantly grabbed by the neckline by a pair of big hands and pressed against the corner of the wall, facing Chu Shuzhi's cold eyes.Seemingly frightened by the person's sudden hostility, Guo Changcheng did not beg for mercy for the first time, but just raised a pale face and looked at the person in horror.After a stalemate for two or three seconds, Chu Shuzhi let go, and Guo Changcheng slid along the wall to the ground.

Chen Mengyao's social relationship is very simple.

Her parents passed away since she was a child, and she lived with her grandmother.Excellent in study and well-behaved, she was admitted to a normal university in the year of her death. It can be predicted that she will be a quiet middle school teacher in the future.But I never thought that I would encounter a car accident during the summer vacation.The grandmother who was full of pain was left behind to spend her dying years at home.

In recent years, some people have been coming in and out of Chen Mengyao's house in the name of volunteers to help take care of Chen Mengyao's grandmother.No, that's not Guo Changcheng, an enthusiastic citizen, but a man named Cheng Li.

Would anyone help an unrelated person day in and day out without reciprocating?Zhao Yunlan thinks this matter is worth discussing.

After comparing the fingerprints left on the urn, it was indeed Cheng Li who stole Chen Mengyao's ashes.

As soon as Cheng Li was brought into the special mediation office, Chu Shuzhi greeted them with a gloomy expression, and raised his hand to slap the two of them.

Just when Chu Shuzhi stretched out his hand and was about to strangle Cheng Li's throat, Zhao Yunlan said: "Enough."

While sitting on the chair opposite the interrogation table: "Old Chu, get out."

Chu Shuzhi grabbed Cheng Li's throat.

Zhao Yunlan raised his eyelids: "I can't call you anymore, can I?"

Chu Shuzhi turned a deaf ear and pushed the man against the wall. Guo Changcheng stared at the man's gradually raised feet and touched his neck involuntarily.

With a swipe, a long whip flew out of Zhao Yunlan's hand and hit Chu Shuzhi's arm.The whip wrapped around his wrist for a while, and as soon as Zhao Yunlan retracted the whip, Cheng Li fell to the ground with a plop, coughing non-stop as he narrowly escaped death.

The long whip turned into a talisman and slowly floated into Zhao Yunlan's sleeve.

"What are you doing? This is where you are making trouble? Get out of here!"

Guo Changcheng noticed a red and purple welt suddenly appeared on Chu Shuzhi's arm, he looked at Brother Chu worriedly, and felt pain in his heart.

But Chu Shuzhi didn't care about the injured wrist at all, he just gave Zhao Yunlan a hard look, and walked out without saying a word.

Guo Changcheng was very worried: "Zhao Chu, Brother Chu, are you okay..."

"It's against him. Dare to act wild in front of the leader!" Zhao Yunlan answered with a sullen face, and finally glanced outside the door: "Xiao Guo, take him home. Don't let him mess up."

Guo Changcheng went out immediately, and continued to follow behind Chu Shu like a little daughter-in-law.

"Name, age, occupation." Zhao Yunlan looked at the sky outside the window, wondering if he could close the case and go home before dark.

"Cheng Li... 37 years old. The owner of the flower shop." The man coughed so much that his face was flushed, and he was still panting when he was helped onto the chair.

"Give him a glass of water." Zhao Yunlan said to Daqing.

"I said, what's the use of taking human ashes?" He asked again.

Cheng Li took two sips of water before recovering: "I like her."

Zhao Yunlan glanced at the person, and felt that liking a dead person was a bit abnormal.Then I thought about whether I also fell in love with the black robe envoy, and immediately put on an expression of understanding Long live.

"Shoveling people's ashes is too insincere. My brother is the most taboo about it. To be honest, you two slaps are not unfair."

Cheng Li didn't speak.I'm preoccupied with thinking about something.

"It's fine if you get someone's ashes to go home and make a confession, but you also took away the soul, and plan to dance at home by yourself?"

Cheng Li squeezed the water glass tightly: "You slander!"

Zhao Yunlan spread out his hands, a dark yellow paper in the corner of his palm.

"If you don't accept the soul, what kind of paper do you burn at home?"

Cheng Li's parents opened a small flower shop at the corner of the street. When Chen Mengyao, who lived at the end of the street, was born, Cheng Li was 15 years old.It can be said that Cheng Li watched Chen Mengyao grow up slowly. When Chen Mengyao graduated from high school, the owner of the street flower shop was 32-year-old Cheng Li.

"Have you ever liked someone silently? It's the kind of person who has been watching and guarding all the time, but dare not approach her. I am afraid that I will desecrate her."

Hearing Cheng Li's words, Zhao Yunlan let out a rare sigh.

"I fell in love with Meng Yao when she was very young. Later she went to middle school and high school... I sat in the flower shop in the evening, and I could see her coming home facing the sunset from afar. Every day will be very happy. I always think that when she grows up, when she is older, and can accept me, I will confess to him. But... I can't wait. "

"There is a type of people who are very obsessed with someone who has a crush on someone. I don't know if you have experienced it. Anyway, I am like this. I am obsessed with a back view of her, a greeting, and a sudden stamp in front of my shop. She passed away After that, I was finally able to go to her house openly and help take care of her grandma, but I never saw her again."

"Stamp collecting. Understand? I will never see her again in this life. I want every trace of her contact, the hospital where she was delivered, the school gatekeeper who greeted her every day, the owner who sold the fruit, the funeral home finally sent her to be cremated The master of the stove...With their souls, I can feel that Meng Yao is still by my side. Oh, I only regret that it has been too long, and I can't find all the people she has contacted!"

Cheng Li's knuckles were pinched white on the water glass, and the last sentence was squeezed out between his teeth, and it was gloomy and frightening in the silent interrogation room.Daqing meowed softly.

Zhao Yunlan smiled lightly.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, you only need to gather three souls and seven souls."

Cheng Li suddenly looked up at Zhao Yunlan.

"Soul refining technique. It is used to summon souls that have entered reincarnation. Collect all the three souls and seven souls of the living beings who have been in contact with the deceased from life to death, plus a wisp of ashes of the deceased, put them into the soul refining cauldron, and use your own blood As a matchmaker and four souls as a medium, refine the soul before reincarnation." Zhao Yunlan rubbed his cheeks like a toothache: "You plan to give your three souls and three souls to Meng Yao, and take out your four souls to refine your soul. What the hell are you going to do by yourself? Ashes! Then even if you have found your sweetheart, can she still hear your confession? I really want to slap both of you!"

"Don't insult my feelings for her!"

"Grateful for you!" Zhao Yunlan continued to expose the scars mercilessly. Daqing felt that this was an abnormal reaction of his recent lovelorn: "Even if her soul is refined, so what? Let her find someone else's body like floating Possession, to escape the hunt from the earth?"

"To shut up!"

"Heh," Zhao Yunlan revealed his scars vigorously: "Do you think that you should sacrifice for her, so that you will not waste your life. You let your soul melt into her soul, and you let her soul accompany you The grandma she can't let go of makes her always be grateful to you, feel guilty towards you, and makes her owe you and miss you all her life. I said big brother, why don't you give you an award to touch China's top ten people?"

"Stamp collection. If you really have this hobby, you should have caught all the mosquitoes around her and made them into specimens. After all, your goddess' blood is also flowing. Oh, if it weren't for the fact that you have been taking care of her grandma." For the sake of it, I'm too lazy to talk to you. Let me make a bet to you-you don't want to wait until she grows up to confess, but you feel that you are not worthy of her from the bottom of your heart. If she is still alive, you fucking When her baby is all soy sauce, I still just dare to look at her back silently, right?"

There is no reply, which is equivalent to acquiescing.

Zhao Yunlan took a long breath: "It's tiring talking to fools. Let's not talk, where are the soul refining cauldron and the soul?"

Cheng Li didn't speak, he put down his water glass and squeezed his right hand tightly.

"It's too late." He whispered.

Fuck!Before Zhao Yunlan could yell out, he saw some blood oozing from Cheng Li's right hand, and a line of blood quickly seeped into the sapphire blue stone above the ring, moving like an earthworm. The dense black that stops rolling.

Cheng Li lay down on the interrogation table with a pale face.

He still fused other souls with his life, and the Soul Refining Cauldron was the ring in his hand.

Zhao Yunlan raised his hand and rubbed his temples, suddenly feeling tired.

"This idiot is already ready to die for love. It doesn't make sense."

The black mist continued to billow, and Zhao Yunlan got up: "There are still four people lying in the hospital. No matter what, I can't watch people being refined into souls under my nose. Daqing, you give me a good look at him."

Daqing seemed to have anticipated something, and looked at Zhao Yunlan worriedly.

"It's okay! Stay here for me and watch out for people!" Zhao Yunlan walked out of the interrogation room.

Go straight to the lab.