Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

"Captain Security, someone in Changming District has called the police, saying a family member has died mysteriously."

"Team, on the streets of Nanyang District, a victim suddenly died in public."

"..."

"Wang Bureau..."

"Director Sun..."

"Hurry up and send me a car to the crime scene to investigate the situation."

"There are more than 20 victims in this case. According to our investigation, it was a trafficking gang. All the children they have not sold have been sent to welfare homes. Next, we will issue a missing persons notice to help them find their relatives."

"Captain An, something serious has happened. Recently, all the people in a village have died, including their relatives who lived outside."

"According to the investigation, there is human trafficking in this village..."

"Captain An, I also have a case here..."

The Fancheng North District Public Security Bureau was bustling with noise, with people coming to call the police after someone in their family was murdered or seeking shelter because of something they felt guilty about.

The police officers in the branch were busy, recording and comforting people. They didn't even need to turn on the heating in the middle of winter. They were all sweating profusely and wished they could take off their clothes to cool down.

The investigation team had just returned from the scene and hadn't even seen the shadow of the stool, but they had a new case on their hands. They even received a mission on the way back from a police call and turned around to go directly to a new crime scene.

In the jurisdiction of the North District of Fancheng, the death toll reached over fifty people in just one week, involving more than fifty families. Not only did each of them die in a miserable manner, but there were also various disputes that followed. Not only was the police station busy, but the Fancheng Court was also extremely busy.

An Lei and his teammates slumped in their chairs, each with a look of despair on their faces.

Boss Qian once said “red is festive”, and this year’s New Year is shrouded in blood.

The images of the victims who died in such a horrible way flashed through their minds. They wrapped themselves in clothes and felt the chill spread from their hearts to their limbs.

"The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve." A criminal investigation officer looked at the lights on the ceiling and said worriedly, "I don't know what we're going to eat on New Year's Eve this year."

Anyway, there is no possibility for them to have a holiday this year.

"I just hope that nothing goes wrong on New Year's Eve so that I can take some time to say Happy New Year to my son."

"Oh, if you hadn't mentioned this, I would have forgotten about it. My daughter is waiting for me to call her back! Captain An, I'm going to go out and make a call."

"Go."

Some people are worried, “How do we write reports for those cases where one death per village?”

Everyone was dead, and because the causes of their deaths were too bizarre and horrific, no one asked the bureau to investigate the causes of their deaths, no one asked them to give an explanation, and even the inheritances left behind by those people had no one to inherit.

They can drop these cases as long as they give a reasonable reason to the outside world, and as long as no one appeals within the prosecution period, the case can basically be closed.

"It's not that no one wants to inherit. I think they just don't dare."

A criminal investigator lifted his foot and pushed against the table, then slid over to his colleague with his swivel chair:

“In the local police station where my classmate worked, there was a case where the victim’s family inherited the victim’s property according to the inheritance law.

Guess what?

I just got the compensation and was hit and killed by an old man who was racing cars when I went out. "

"Wait, an old man playing racing?" Colleagues were shocked.

"If you keep your foot on the accelerator, isn't that racing?

The man who inherited the property went out and was pushed by an old man in a car. He was pushed across a street before he was rescued by a kind-hearted citizen on the street.

It wasn't that fast, but the person who inherited the property died a miserable death. They all say it's retribution, but I think you all understand what's going on."

Everyone was stunned by this for a while, and then asked: "How did the old man make the judgment?"

"He's in his seventies or eighties, what can we do with him? He should be given a suspended sentence and community corrections after paying civil compensation. If he really dies in prison, then... Sigh..."

An Lei closed his eyes and listened to his colleagues discussing the latest case.

"Captain An." The man who had just gone out to make a phone call pushed the door open and walked in. Someone inside shouted, "The director wants everyone to gather for a meeting."

Everyone: "..."

An Lei opened his eyes and sighed heavily, "Here it comes."

……

587 Secret Service.

Chu Yu and Xue Huai sat by the warm table, warming themselves by the fire and stacking gold ingots, while watching a thank-you video posted by the video account "Xiao Ba" on their tablet.

"You've been filmed too." Looking at the video of several familiar figures surrounding the orange cat and asking for autographs, Xue Huai asked: "Are you all going to get autographs?"

Chu Yu nodded, "Yes, but it's more of an imperial decree than a signature."

Xue Huai had guessed that Xiao Ba was not simple, so he was not too surprised that it could write an imperial decree. "What is its function?"

Chu Yu had a strange expression on his face. He took out a sachet from his pocket, took out the talisman that he had folded into a triangle, and held it in his hand:

"It seems that each one is different. Mine is the third eye. Since I put on this talisman, I don't need to open the third eye anymore. But I'm not sure how long this talisman will be effective."

"Like Fengming, he was greedy and bought a house next to a cemetery. His signature seemed to be to ward off evil spirits and protect the house."

"Fu Xue tried to draw these symbols, but couldn't even start."

From this we can see that the orange cat screaming in the video is of a very special nature.

I don’t know whether he learned from a certain school or... created his own school.

The former has someone to protect him, and the latter, needless to say, must be very good at fighting, otherwise who would listen to his orders?

Xue Huai could naturally think of what Chu Yu had thought of. He sighed with a tangled look on his face, "Those two people are not afraid of trouble. They must have had a hand in the recent ghost revenge incident."

He thought of what An Lei had said, and muttered, "It's Chinese New Year, we should take a holiday."

Chu Yu: "For those ghosts, it is a good time to pull down their enemies and have fun during festivals."

Xue Huai was silent: "..."

"Boss, do you have incense, candles, and paper money?" Several people came into the incense shop and asked loudly.

Xue Huai stood up and answered: "Yes."

I have to say, he has made a lot of money recently.