Demon husband's exorcism

When Zong Wangchuan entered the cafe, Chen Ying noticed him.

But like most people, she didn't realize that he was a detective and that he was in the café for her.

Until Zong Wangchuan sat down in front of her, and introduced himself: "Hello, Ms. Chen, I am private detective Zong Wangchuan."

Chen Ying was taken aback.

She took off her glasses and looked at the tall and thin man in front of her in disbelief who looked like an idol actor.

The eyelashes are as thick as a woman's, the eyes are as black and bright as the stars on a winter night, the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are a little thin, and the curve from the cheeks to the chin is the perfect arc that an actress would like to have even if she cut her bones.

This person is actually a detective?

The only thing about his whole body that looks like a detective is the beige plaid trench coat on his body!

Wait a minute, on his neck...

Chen Ying narrowed her eyes, and she saw a bright red mark on Zong Wangchuan's neck, which was as white as a vampire who rarely sees sunlight, flaunting her own existence.

"This is……"

"Mosquito bag."

Zong Wangchuan casually adjusted his collar to cover the red marks on his neck.

Then he ordered a cup of coffee.

The proprietress delivered the coffee herself, plus a rum cheesecake.

"A gift for the thousandth guest of our café."

The proprietress said with a smile, her heavily made-up eyes rolled around Zong Wangchuan's body.

Zong Wangchuan thanked him calmly, pinched the silver-plated spoon with his slender fingers with well-defined joints, and stirred it slowly, his movements reminded people of literary movies.

Chen Ying looked a little drunk.

Sudden--

clang--

The spoon tapped lightly on the bone china mug.

The woman wakes up suddenly, remembering that he is her detective and she is his client.

……

"My name is Chen Ying, I am 25 years old, and I have a younger brother. My family is not very rich, and we are a bit patriarchal, so after the results of the college entrance examination came out, my father asked me to give up college and choose a junior college."

Speaking of this, Chen Ying smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Originally, I could go to university, and it was still a university."

"Have you ever hated your father?" Zong Wangchuan asked.

Chen Ying said: "Of course I hate it, but I have no choice. If I insist on going to college, my dad will not pay me tuition fees, maybe even the money to take the train to school."

"You can borrow money to buy bus tickets and then apply for student loans at school."

"To apply for a student loan, you need a proof of family financial difficulties from the place of residence. Although my family is not rich, it is not poor enough to pass my father to get a proof of family difficulties."

Chen Ying sighed and said, "In short, the me seven years ago had no second choice."

"In that case, why did you pay a detective to investigate the real cause of your father's death?"

Zong Wangchuan asked Chen Ying back.

She doesn't look rich.

She wore makeup, but it looked crude and rough.

The texture of the mascara is not very good, and it sticks the eyelashes together; the base makeup has rough particles and serious floating powder, which looks like wall powder at first glance; the lip tint that is rarely used on the mouth, long-term application causes Her lips were slightly peeled and irritated.

The palms are a little rough, the clothes are two years ago, there are no accessories on the ears, neck, and wrists, the mobile phone is a model released five years ago, and most of the rhinestones on the mobile phone case have been taken off.

To sum up, Chen Ying's economic situation is very bad, unlike people who have spare money to hire detectives,

Zong Wangchuan reminded Chen Ying again: "My detective investigation fee is..."

"I know that Mr. Zong's fees are very expensive, but... I have already looked for many firms before you.

Most of the agencies have made it clear that they only accept investigations of mistresses and extramarital affairs, and a few detective agencies are willing to accept personal background investigations... After hearing my investigation content, they immediately changed their minds and refused to accept this job..."

"Then how did you find me?"

"A senior from the United Detective Agency gave me your contact information. He said that although your fees are relatively high, you are also very capable of handling affairs, and you are very responsible and able to keep secrets. Even if the final result is... you will abide by your profession Morality, deal with the found things according to the wishes of the client..."

"So, you actually want to—"

"I'm not thinking about anything yet!"

Chen Ying interrupted Zong Wangchuan's words.

"I want to know the truth about my father's death and decide what to do next," she said.

"I understand."

Zong Wangchuan took out the power of attorney and quotation, and pushed them in front of Chen Ying.

"The first one is the entrusted investigation form, fill in the time and entrusted items according to the entrustment instructions below, sign, and press your fingerprints.

The second is the survey service quotation.Take a look first and see what services you may need. After you have selected them, pay me a 50.00% deposit on the spot. "

"But I have no idea what services I need..."

Chen Ying looked at Zong Wangchuan.

The quotation he gave her was full of 24-hour follow-up services, indoor retrieval services, and close contact services, which seemed to be a means of playing around the edges of the law.

Seeing Chen Ying's perplexed face, Zong Wangchuan took another sip of coffee and said, "If you don't know which items you should check, you can directly give me an advance payment of 1 yuan. The investigation process calculates the specific cost."

"Okay, I will pay you an advance payment of 1 yuan."

Chen Ying handed the file bag to Zong Wangchuan: "I bought a long-distance bus ticket at [-] o'clock tonight, will you go with me?"

"can."

Zong Wangchuan didn't hesitate.

For him, where to spend the night and who to spend the night with is just a sleepover.

……

……

Upstairs in the apartment at this time, Xiao Ming changed into a shirt decorated with sequins at the neckline in front of the mirror.

There was no figure of him in the mirror, only a mass of air wrapped in clothes.

Realizing that his contractor might spend the night with a strange woman tonight, Xiao Ming pulled a smirk from the corner of his mouth.

"Honey, you want to avoid your obligations again. But it doesn't matter, a little farewell is better than a newlywed."

Laughing, he walked out of the room.

The bar downstairs is not open yet.

When the bartender saw the boss walk in, he immediately served a freshly mixed martini, and jokingly said, "Boss, you don't look very good today, did you not—"

"How bitter it is to fall in love with a fickle person."

Xiao Ming pretended to sigh pitifully, and said, "Linda, before 'Morning Star' started business, go to the database to look up a name for me. The surname is Chen, and the name is Chen Aiguo. He died in a bathroom fire three days ago..."

……

……

"In front of my mother and brother, you have to call me Xiaoying, you are my boyfriend."

After getting off the long-distance bus, Chen Ying told Zong Wangchuan again.

Zong Wangchuan casually snorted, and waved his hands away the smell of sulfur that hit his face.

"The air smells strange, of sulfur," he said. "Is there a volcano near?"

"There are no volcanoes, but there are sulfur mines."

Chen Ying pointed to the distant mountains and said: "Metian Town is surrounded by mountains, and there are pyrite mines on the mountains. Most people in the town work in the mines."

"Is the mine still open?"

"It has been abolished, last year. The above issued a document to rectify the environmental protection, and the mines in the county are basically closed."

Having said that, Chen Ying had a slightly uncomfortable expression on his face.

The smell of sulfur is getting stronger.

Zong Wangchuan, who hated the smell that reminded him of the devil, subconsciously took out a cigarette, trying to use the smell of smoke to relieve his irritability, but when he took out the lighter, he suddenly remembered that the smell of cigarettes was closer to that bastard than the smell of sulfur .

"NND!"

He casually threw the cigarettes into the trash can and took out the smoking cessation lozenges.

After eating two smoking cessation candies, Zong Wangchuan finally felt somewhat refreshed.

He asked Chen Ying: "Your father used to be a worker in the mine too?"

"He has worked as a foreman in the mine for more than [-] years." Chen Ying said, "The owner of the mine is a distant relative of my family."

While talking, the two walked to the gate of the Chen family compound.

Chen Ying stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Ouch! Ouch!

After three strokes, Chen Ying's mother opened the door for them.

"Yingzi, you are back!"

Chen Ying's mother's eyes were red, and she cried bitterly while holding her.

Chen Ying's younger brother Chen Ming and his sister-in-law Ying Honghua also came out, looked at Zong Wangchuan, and asked hypocritically, "Sister, is this handsome guy..."

"My boyfriend," Chen Ying said, "after he found out about our dad, he asked for leave to accompany me back."

"So it's my brother-in-law-to-be."

Chen Ming stretched out his hand to Zong Wangchuan: "My name is Chen Ming."

"Zong Wangchuan."

Zong Wangchuan held Chen Ming's hand.

When shaking hands, Chen Ming showed an uncontrollable surprise on his face, apparently not believing that such a handsome man was his prospective brother-in-law.

Ying Honghua also had a similar feeling.

Before the mother-in-law and husband could speak, she brought them sackcloth and filial piety.

After throwing Chen Ying's one to Chen Ying, she shook off the sackcloth to help Zong Wangchuan wear it, and said, "Brother-in-law-to-be, you are a foreigner and don't understand the rules here."

"no, I'm fine……"

Zong Wangchuan wanted to refuse.

But Ying Honghua has already put his hands up and down, and while tying the white cloth belt, he said: "Brother-in-law, you have a really good figure, you don't have any fat..."

"Cough cough..."

Chen Ming coughed hard.

Chen Ying also couldn't see it, tied up the filial piety clothes several times, pulled away Ying Honghua who was entangled with Zong Wangchuan, and said, "He's my boyfriend! Your husband is over there!"

"Aren't I helping to greet the guests! Why are you so fierce!"

Ying Honghua muttered dissatisfiedly, and glared at her husband who was at the side.

Chen Ying also gave her a hard look.

Soon, the filial piety was put on, and the two officially entered the mourning hall to offer incense.

……

According to local rules, the funeral is held on the seventh day after death.

Chen Aiguo was accidentally burned to death in the bathroom three days ago, and the coffin is naturally still in the mourning hall at home.

Zong Wangchuan and Chen Ying walked into the mourning hall filled with wreaths and elegiac couplets.

While Chen Ying was offering incense, Zong Wangchuan walked around the black and white mourning hall, roughly read the inscription on the wreath, and after taking pictures and recording, he took out his cigarette again, lit it, and took a deep breath , spit out a long smoke ring.

At worst, let that guy wash my lungs again, he thought viciously.

According to local rules, you cannot smoke while standing in front of the portrait in the mourning hall.

Chen Ying wanted to remind him, but when she saw Zong Wangchuan smoking, she couldn't help forgetting what she was going to say.

She stared at him blankly, as if she discovered for the first time that smoking could be so good-looking.

After smoking a cigarette, Zong Wangchuan walked to Chen Aiguo's coffin, and said to Chen Ying who was still in a daze, "Come here, give me a hand."

"You want to open the coffin?!"

Chen Ying was startled.

Zong Wangchuan said: "You asked me to investigate the cause of your father's death."

Chen Ying had no choice but to help Zong Wangchuan push the coffin lid.

As soon as the coffin was opened, the stench of burning came over my face.

Chen Ying couldn't bear the smell, and said, "I'll go out to get some fresh air first, and I'll give you a lookout by the way."

Zong Wangchuan replied with a "hmm".

His field of vision was occupied by the curled and charred corpse in the coffin, and he didn't even notice when Chen Ying left.

"Here...here...and here..."

Opening the portable tool, Zong Wangchuan selflessly checked whether it was indeed a murder, or a murder related to the abyss.

……

……

After half an hour—

After finishing the autopsy, Zong Wangchuan squatted beside the well in the courtyard of the Chen family.

Standing beside him, Chen Ying resisted the urge to vomit and fetched water for him with a pressure pump.

The cold well water flows through the fingers, and the hands covered with corpse oil and carrion have regained their slender backbones and are full of strength.

Chen Ying let out a long breath and said, "Did you find anything?"

"I found something, but I'm not sure."

Zong Wangchuan shook off the water droplets on his hands.

Chen Ying noticed that he was wearing a diamond ring, a platinum diamond ring, on the ring finger of his left hand.

"you are married?"

Hearing this, Zong Wangchuan took off the diamond ring, stuffed it into his pocket, and said, "It's a gift from a friend."

There was obvious regret in Chen Ying's eyes.

Zong Wangchuan asked: "Has there ever been a life lawsuit in the mine where your father was a foreman?"

Chen Ying looked like a toothache patient.

"Since I was a child, I have never heard of any mine that has never had an accident. The mine with the best salary will also have miners who work too long because they inhale excessive poisonous gas, get sick, and die... You suspect that it is a mine worker. Killed my dad?"

"I can only be sure that your father didn't die in an accident."

Zong Wangchuan said coldly, it is impossible for a normal person to be burned to death in the bathroom, there is still a lot of sulfur residue on the body surface!

"Before the murderer is identified, all those who have a grudge against your father are suspects," he said.

"Isn't that..."

Chen Ying took a breath: "If the scope of the investigation covers the whole town, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay the final payment."

"Don't worry, I don't have enough patience to check the whole town."

*Smoking cessation sugar contains a small amount of silver powder. Both the East and the West believe that silver has the effect of restraining demons.

The author has something to say: Xiao Ming, our attacking children's shoe, is not a pure vagrant. He owns a bar called "Morning Star". Most of the staff in the bar are human, and the bartenders are of half-demon blood.

In addition, some of Zong's settings refer to the movie version of "Hell Detective", and good-looking and smoking are important attributes of that version