Chapter 494

"Brother, this is not the time to play tricks. When I came here, I told you that no matter how difficult this case is, we must work together to overcome it."

Qianmianhu pulled Fan Denglong aside and muttered softly.

Fan Denglong sneered, "Then do you have any clues?"

The thousand-faced fox's expression froze, and he shook his head dejectedly.

"Isn't this the end? When the boss says a word, the next one will run away."

"It's precisely because of this that we can't give up. Everyone doesn't like you. If you solve this case, won't your status in Wuhun increase?"

"I'll go back and kill Song Jian right now. It's probably more effective than this."

Fan Denglong rolled his eyes, he felt that Huang Long was starting to go to the doctor in a hurry.

"Hey, what are you still doing here? Take us to the victim's home."

Qianmianhu yelled at Liu Pojun angrily, then pulled Fan Denglong and begged bitterly: "Brother, you are already here, just go up and have a look, and treat it as a trip with me."

"Okay, but I suggest you better make it clear to Huang Long, even if this matter was done by a warrior, there is nothing we can do about it."

After thinking about it for a while, Fan Denglong nodded and agreed, mainly because he also felt that the murderer was a bit rampant. This is sixteen lives. If he is not found, the number may continue to increase.

After entering the elevator, Liu Pojun still looked at Fan Denglong with some anxiety. The main reason was that he couldn't figure out the origins of the two people in front of him, especially the young man who spoke before. Liu Pojun didn't dare to take risks at all.

"Officer, isn't there a conclusion on this matter before? Why bother you two to go again?"

Liu Pojun finally spoke, and Qianmianhu reprimanded him impatiently, "Is this kind of thing you can ask?"

Liu Pojun had a bitter face. As the person in charge here, he naturally most wanted to maintain the previous conclusion.

"Look for yourself, the seriousness of this matter is far beyond your imagination. If you don't fully cooperate, no one knows whether Liuyuan will happen again."

Fan Denglong directly threw the materials Huang Long sent to him, and Liu Pojun almost read it with trembling hands, slapped himself, and said bitterly, "I'm such a bastard, police officer, I will definitely cooperate with you. "

This exaggerated acting was beyond bounds, Fan Denglong ignored him, and the elevator arrived.

There are only six households on the first floor of this kind of community, and the rest of the houses are locked and there is no one inside. Qianmianhu took out a thin needle from his pocket and inserted it into the keyhole, twisted it a few times, and it opened directly.

"Is there such a craft?"

Fan Denglong looked at Qianmianhu with some amusement, and the latter chuckled, "If you didn't go straight here after getting off the plane, you don't need to make such a bad move."

With Liu Pojun at the side, there was a second thought in his heart.

After entering, there was a foul smell immediately.The victim had been dead for three days when he was found. At that time, the whole floor was full of stench. The property management office sent someone to knock on the door. There was no response for a long time, and the phone was turned off. Only then did they realize that something was wrong. .

The room was neatly furnished with no signs of fighting.

Go straight to the bedroom, there is a shape drawn with chalk on the bed.

The thousand-faced fox checked the circle carefully, but found no useful clues.

Fan Denglong made a trip to the bed, just coincident with the shape of the chalk drawing, with his hands resting on his head, looking up at the ceiling.

"Have you found anything?"

Qian Mianhu thought that he was planning to restore the scene of being killed at that time, which is also a means of detection, coupled with the smile on the corner of Fan Denglong's mouth, it really made Qian Mianhu think that he saw hope.

"I think we should invite a Taoist priest."

Qianmianhu was stunned, "We are solving a case, what nonsense are you talking about?"

It's a bit crazy, but it's down to business.

Who knows, Liu Pojun nodded in agreement, "Indeed, I should find a Taoist priest to take a look at Feng Shui."

"Come back in the evening,"

Fan Denglong turned over and got off the bed, clapped his hands, walked out of the bedroom, and took out two bank cards behind the wall-mounted TV in the living room, "Check it out,"

Qianmianhu glanced at the two bank cards, and immediately gave a thumbs up, "This shows that you are also a person with a story,"

Fan Denglong said unhappily: "Brother still want to hide private money?"

Qianmianhu took out his mobile phone and sent the card numbers of the two bank cards to his companion, and he got a reply not long after, saying in disbelief: "The two cards add up to more than 50 yuan,"

"now it's right,"

Fan Denglong clapped his hands, "Go and check the company he works for to see if there is any grudge with anyone."

"No one has touched the room at all, so the possibility of murder for money is ruled out, so what are you trying to do so hard?"

In fact, Qianmianhu felt that there was no need to make this call. Sixteen people with different identities had accidents one after another, and they were not in the same circle at all. If it was a vendetta, then how ostentatious the murderer must be.

"What else did you see?"

Qianmianhu asked curiously.

"It's hard to say now, I'll verify it later in the evening."

Fan Denglong smiled mysteriously, and Qianmianhu pouted.

"Around eleven or twelve o'clock tonight, the two of you will be waiting here."

After a pause, Fan Denglong added: "We may need to hire a Taoist priest for this matter."

Qianmianhu directly ignored his words. In the eyes of members of Tianji, Taoist priests and magic sticks are equal signs.

After leaving Liuyuan, Liu Pojun said that he would set up a table to make amends, but Fan Denglong ignored it and hurried to the next one.

After the two drove away, Liu Pojun immediately took out his phone and called the Su bureau he knew, but he learned that no one was sent to investigate this matter at all.

"What do you think about this?"

In the car, the old god Fan Denglong said.

"Could it be that the warrior went mad and killed people indiscriminately?"

Qianmianhu expressed his opinion carefully, but even he felt that it was a bit painful.

"It's not murder for money, nor vendetta. All ordinary people's motives are useless here. It's not unreasonable for you to say that a lunatic is insane."

Fan Denglong smiled, and asked again: "Who is the most famous Taoist priest in the Southwest?"

Qianmianhu almost drove the car onto the curb, "Be serious,"

"Funny, I mean it."

Fan Denglong also said solemnly: "Now we can only place this slim hope on this."

"Brother," Qian Mianhu complained helplessly, "If fortune-telling really works so well, do I still need to call you?"

"You don't understand, there is a specialization in the art industry."

(End of this chapter)

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