Ancestral handicraft

In order to protect the scene, it is impossible for Wei Zhihe to play with the body of the deceased like a forensic doctor, and it is impossible for the police officers of the criminal investigation team on the scene to allow him to touch the deceased blatantly. Only those who have seen Wei Zhihe know what he is capable of.

Of course, Wei Zhihe could also see with the naked eye what the sharp weapon used to kill the deceased was.

This security guard was strangled to death. This is also the conclusion drawn by the forensic doctor. Wei Zhihe also learned more details from Ren Chen. Combined with the strange aura he sensed from the deceased, he knew very well that this incident was not simple. Simple, easier said than done.

The death of the security guard was an accidental event. It is possible that he was killed because he saw the face of the assailant. The method of killing him was decisive and neat.

Wei Zhihe took a look at the deceased and stood aside, trying to minimize his sense of existence, but even though he did so, Ren Chen's subordinates kept looking at him, and two people he knew even talked to him after work. In a word, they want to get news inside and outside the words, and they especially want to know whether this incident has anything to do with that aspect.

Wei Zhihe, who really didn't want to stay any longer, told Ren Chen about the strange man and woman he saw in the exhibition hall today, and asked him to send someone to investigate where those two people were. , Wei Zhihe can only give them a small suggestion, and they will investigate the rest. Ren Chen has participated in many special incidents, so he can judge whether the masters of the special incident investigation department need to intervene.However, in front of Wei Zhihe, he still hopes that he can make judgments for himself. He is a professional in criminal investigation, but on the other hand, Wei Zhihe is a professional.

Ren Chen asked Wei Zhihe in a low voice: "Master Wei, what do you think about this?"

Wei Zhihe: "I haven't found anything special for the time being. Just the two men and women I saw just now. I think they have stories about them. You can talk to them. I can't see any other more information."

Ren Chen felt that Wei Zhihe was still keeping things secret, but he couldn't force him, so he had to give up.It's not that he wants to shirk the case to the newly established special incident investigation department, but that his physique always encounters such things. He is a bit of a panic now, and he will think in that direction whenever there is a case that has no clue.Since Master Wei emphasized so much, he will deal with it according to the usual situation for the time being.

Ren Chen wanted to pat Wei Zhihe on the shoulder, but when he thought that he was not his colleague, he only scratched the back of his head: "Thank you for today."

Wei Zhihe pretended not to see his awkwardness: "If there's nothing else, I'll meet up with my classmates."

Ren Chen: "Cheng, if you find something important later, you must tell me."

Thinking of the Chifeng Dagger that was not exhibited, Wei Zhihe added before leaving: "When I visited the exhibition today, I found that the treasure of the town hall, the Chifeng Dagger, did not appear. I think you can also ask."

Ren Chen's eyes lit up: "I really hope that Master Wei can be transferred to our detective team system."

Wei Zhihe didn't say any more, he walked out of the crime scene in a low-key manner.

The tourists who made trouble in the exhibition hall before had been appeased by the museum staff. Wei Zhihe found Liu Quansong and Geng Feifan in the temporary infirmary. They all thought that Ren Chen brought Wei Zhihe to question him and asked someone to represent him, so they didn't think much about it.

After resting, Geng Feifan has been revived with full blood. It seems that everything just happened never happened to him. He himself has doubts and wants to ask Wei Zhihe. Now he has no way to be sure that he is living in a familiar society. Now he is worried every day. Either I was worried about being followed, or I was worried about whether I would be kidnapped by strange things. If this happened today, I really wanted to pass out.

Now everyone has almost forgotten about the Chifeng Dagger, and Wei Zhihe won't mention it in front of them, this matter can be big or small.

The group of people they met with had no intention of continuing to visit the exhibits in the museum, their minds were full of weird conspiracy theories, and Wei Zhihe just listened to it, without any important information, he forgot it in a blink of an eye.

Before entering the museum, all of them took a group photo, and they can leave after finishing watching. They don’t have to wait for everyone to finish watching before going back. This is the news that the squad leader just sent in the WeChat group.

Liu Quansong and the others were already hungry, and when Wei Zhihe arrived, they decided to have lunch first.

The temperature in Qingyuan City is gradually approaching the direction of summer. As soon as you go out, you can feel the impact of the fierce sunlight. To describe it in one word, it is "sunshine".

The surrounding area is full of tourists, the price is unreasonable, and the food is poor. Of course, Wei Zhihe and others would not choose to eat nearby.

Li Yingjun, who lives locally, now has his time.

"I know there is a good Sichuan restaurant nearby, we can go there to eat, and it's quiet."

Just go.

Sure enough, it was a quiet Sichuan restaurant, and the five of them ate to their heart's content.

Wei Zhihe also specially asked for an extra meat dish for Wu Baishan.

Liu Quansong: "Why did you bring the turtle out?"

Wei Zhihe: "I didn't say no to taking it."

Li Yingjun looked at the tortoise, tsk-tsk and shook his head: "The pets are all of the same type, but how come the results of raising them are so different?"

Geng Feifan helped Wei Zhihe and said: "It depends on character, this money turtle has lived for at least 70 to [-] years."

Li Yingjun stammered in disbelief: "Is this, old, old?"

Geng Feifan: "My grandfather likes raising turtles. He taught me how to tell the age of a turtle. If I read it correctly, it is indeed so. Why don't you ask Zhihe?"

Wei Zhihe chuckled, "Good eyesight."

Geng Feifan also imitated Li Yingjun and shook his head: "You are ostentatiously carrying a gold ingot on the street, and you are not afraid of being stolen."

Wei Zhihe said confidently: "No, he can't steal it away, he will come back by himself."

Wu Baishan was a bit unlucky before this, but he is not stupid, won't he become a human being and come back after being taken away?Anyway, it's still a monster, and there must be one or two magic skills on its body to protect itself.

His classmates are no longer surprised by the strangeness, they only lamented that the same people have different fates, and they feel that Wei Zhihe's life experience is not simple.

There were too many people eating at noon, the boss delivered food to the table himself, and was surprised to see a money turtle eating on the table.

"Little handsome guy, you little turtle is really intelligent. You look a little old. Do you want to sell it?"

Just now I said what Li Yingjun said, he was not stolen when he went to the street, but there is no guarantee that he will not be spotted and asked the price.

Liu Quansong smiled and said, "Boss, what do you think is the right price for this turtle?"

Wei Zhihe didn't bother to pay attention to them, and knocked on the table to ask Wu Baishan if he was full. If this continues, people will continue to inquire about Wu Baishan's price.

The boss looked left and right at Wu Baishan, but couldn't see it: "I can't see it with stupid eyes."

Facing the stranger with money symbols shining in his eyes, Wu Baishan stopped eating, rubbed his mouth with a paper towel on the table, wiped off the oil from the corners of his mouth, and crawled to Wei Zhihe's hand.

The boss said to Wei Zhihe again: "The little handsome guy's tortoise is probably very expensive." It is also an anecdote that he would even wipe his mouth.

"A priceless treasure." Wei Zhihe said.

In this way, the boss understood, and left their private room with a smile, unable to afford it, unable to afford it.

As soon as the chat was over, Wei Zhihe received a WeChat message from Ren Chen.

Ren Chen: Master, you are really a god, and those two people you mentioned really have problems.

Wei Zhihe is also very curious about the identities of those two people. They seem to be here for the blood, but they seem to be for the red wind dagger. He hasn't figured out which one it is, maybe the two are necessarily related. ?

To know the progress of the matter, Wei Zhihe had to keep in touch with Ren Chen.

Wei Zhihe replied to Ren Chen: How to say?

Ren Chen: Although they have not been found yet, these two people have been wandering around the museum for the past two days, and they are still in the same exhibition hall, which is the exhibition hall of the town hall's treasure you mentioned.

Wei Zhihe: So that's it, is the Chifeng Dagger lost?

Ren Chen: Yes, the curator is very busy with this matter now, and those two people are now my number one suspects.

Wei Zhihe: However, I don't think the two of them stole it, and there may be other people. You can find out if there is anything more suspicious.

Ren Chen: I understand that. In addition to the theft case, there is also a murder case. I must bring them back and find out the truth.

Wei Zhihe thought to himself that it might be more difficult, the man and woman were really not ordinary people, but it was up to Ren Chen to find out by himself, and he didn't want to worry about it too much.

As he expected, the Chifeng Dagger was stolen.

So who stole the Chifeng Dagger under strict surveillance?

The price of this dagger is indeed more than priceless. Without the treasure of the town hall, the museum will be eclipsed, and the national treasure will be lost. In the future, who will feel free to lend them the exhibits for their use.

Things were piled up in his mind again, Wei Zhihe's expression was indifferent, he talked less than usual on the way back, and hardly interrupted.

on the subway.

Geng Feifan pushed Wei Zhihe: "Hey, I want to ask you something."

Wei Zhihe: "What?"

Geng Feifan: "What I found in the museum, is my stomachache related to that drop of blood?"

Wei Zhihe: "I thought you wouldn't ask."

Geng Feifan: "It's too coincidental. I don't have any illness at all. I can't think of anything else except its cause."

Wei Zhihe: "It is indeed caused by it, but there are external forces at work."

Geng Feifan: "What do external forces want to do to me?"

Wei Zhihe: "Take the essence and blood from your body."

Geng Feifan: "Can it be taken out?"

Wei Zhihe: "After I helped you suppress it just now, I feel that it can be taken out under control. Your situation is different from mine."

The joy on Geng Feifan's face was obvious: "Then do you want to have an operation?"

Wei Zhihe: "Surgery is definitely not necessary. You have done so many inspections since you were young and you haven't found it. Human science and technology can't work on it."

Geng Feifan: "Then what should I do?"

Wei Zhihe: "If you trust me..."

Geng Feifan: "I believe it!"

Wei Zhihe wanted to know what kind of essence and blood could attract everyone to rush forward.

Since Geng Feifan was willing, he would not hesitate to accept this gift from heaven.