Boss, he is no longer a man

After Han Nanjun drew more than 30 talisman papers for Bai Yaoyuan in Zou's house in the afternoon, he bid farewell to the old man and went back to school.

He was still thinking about the strange countdown and the story of the witch, and after taking the subway back to the Chenxing Building, he immediately found Liu Xian to make up lessons.

The affairs on Liu Xian's side were almost arranged, so he talked about Lou Ming with Han Nanjun.

Half an hour later, Liu Xian had almost finished what he had said, and Han Nanjun frowned more and more tightly, and finally asked straight to the soul, "If it's really her, why did she use her own ability to harm others?"

Liu Xian also shrugged helplessly and said, "I'm also very surprised. I met her once when I went to the south of Yunnan. At that time, she seemed to be just a taciturn and introverted little girl."

Han Nanjun didn't speak, staring at his fingers, wondering what he was thinking.

Liu Xian simply patted him on the shoulder and said, "I don't know what's going on now, let's see the collection first. Let's go, change your mood, and follow me to your office."

Han Nanjun nodded, followed Liu Xian, stood up and went out.

Liu Xian arranged a large office for Han Nanjun alone.The bright and modern decoration, the clean and bright floor-to-ceiling windows are filled with endless streams of people and cars—it is completely two extremes with the environment of Qingshanzong.

Han Nanjun was a little excited and curious, touching here and looking there.Liu Xian was not in a hurry, just leaned against the door of his office and chatted with him.

When talking about the issue of buying clothes in Hannan County, a moderate cough came from behind Liu Xian.

Liu Xian and Han Nanjun turned their heads together, and saw an old man about the same age as Mr. Zou standing at the door with a serious face, and behind him was a middle-aged man in his thirties who was about the same age as Liu Xian. It's not as serious as the old man's, but when his eyes fell on Han Nanjun's body, it was a little more probing and scrutinizing.

Liu Xian suppressed the relaxed and leisurely look on his face, and nodded to the old man with a rather serious face: "Mr. Zong."

And the middle-aged man behind being called "Master Zong" also waited until Liu Xian greeted him first, then smiled at Liu Xian and called "Senior Brother Liu".

Very proud of Joe.

But Liu Xian didn't seem to care, and even showed a friendly smile: "Brother Zong."

The grandparents and grandchildren who came here are now the second most powerful family members in the Shanghai Daoshu Society.

The Zong family was originally a branch of the Maoshan Sect in Sudu, but it has settled in Shanghai since the ancestors of Mr. Zong and began to accept business orders in the academy. After several generations of hard work, it is still worse than the Zou family whose ancestors lived in Shanghai. , but now it can be considered to be ranked in Shanghai.

It is also a number of cultivation skills, and Nanjun has naturally heard the name of the clan.

Han Nanjun obediently came forward to say hello, "Senior Zong, brother Zong."

Mr. Zonghai glanced at Han Nanjun, his expression was still serious, and he just nodded lightly.

Zong Ru'an, who was behind him, smiled slightly, "Han Nanjun, right? Not bad, you have your own office just now?"

The meaning of these words is a little too obvious.

The smile on Han Nanjun's face faded a little.

Liu Xian smiled, and poked Zong Ruan's lungs and said: "Nanjun is Master Lin's senior apprentice, so he can afford this one-person office. Don't you have an office for yourself, Brother Zong?"

Zong Ru'an looked at Liu Xian with a slightly cold expression.Liu Xian still smiled happily, as if he didn't mean anything.

Zong Hai listened to the younger generation's game, and his own team was about to lose, so he frowned for a while: "Ru'an, it's rude."

Zong Ru'an immediately stopped talking, and Liu Xian also shut up.

The face of the old man is naturally to be given.

Zong Hai looked at Han Nanjun, and said after a while, "Are you used to it in Shanghai?"

Han Nanjun has always respected the elderly, nodded obediently and replied: "I'm used to it."

"Well," Zong Hai nodded, his expression still so serious, "Don't miss your homework, I will test you when I have time."

"Okay." Han Nanjun nodded slightly at Mr. Zong.

Zong Hai gave another "hmm" and went downstairs with Zong Ru'an.

After Liu Xian watched them enter the elevator, he rolled his eyes and complained in disgust: "What!"

Han Nanjun saw the discord between Liu Xian and Zong Ru'an, and asked, "Senior Brother Liu and Senior Brother Zong have a bad relationship?"

Liu Xian walked over, rubbed Han Nanjun's head, and said viciously: "Just call me senior brother, Zong Ru'an don't call me. How can he be worthy of your senior brother? If he didn't have a good grandpa, That homework is simply not ranked in the academy, okay?"

Han Nanjun was a little surprised, "Didn't Mr. Zong say that Zong Ru'an is very powerful and the most talented among his children and grandchildren? Especially the skill of drawing symbols is very powerful."

Nanjun also thought that he would have time to ask for advice.

Hannam County is either on the way to study hard, or on the way to seriously ask for homework!

"Hey," Liu Xian sneered extremely disdainfully, "Just him? Draw a talisman? Pull it down, it's not as good as Zou Dan."

Han Nanjun looked at Liu Xian suspiciously, obviously feeling that his eyes were blinded by hatred.

Liu Xian hurriedly brought out Bai Yaoyuan to prove himself, "Even your idol Bai Yaoyuan said that Zong Ru'an's homework is very poor. I don't know how he was able to issue the order alone in the academy. The two of them took the same order by chance, and Zong Ru'an Because of his lack of ability, An almost got both of them involved. This matter is very famous in Shanghai, but Mr. Zong protects the calf, and it has not been spread too far. And the old man is very displeased with Bai Yaoyuan. Master Zong said the words "po learning is no different from ghosts and souls". In short, Bai Yaoyuan and Master Zong seem to be a little bit like the king does not see the king now."

Han Nanjun opened his mouth wide. He obviously didn't expect that there were so many twists and turns here, and he didn't expect that the big magicians in Shanghai would be like this.

Liu Xian rubbed Han Nanjun's head with his hands again: "The same rice feeds all kinds of people, learn how to be intertwined, take your time."

Han Nanjun nodded, and took another look at the direction where the grandparents of the Zong family left, and decided to put this matter aside for the time being—anyway, they won't be able to meet it for the time being.

When it was almost six o'clock, Liu Xian called him suddenly at Han Nanjun's office, with a serious and anxious expression on his face: "Nanjun, come with brother and bring the guy who is eating."

Han Nanjun immediately picked up his elementary school schoolbag, and followed Liu Xian downstairs to go out. On the way, Liu Xian told Han Nanjun the news he had just received.

"Diannan sent me a message back, saying that Lou Ming, the ghost child, has been raised for a long time, and I can basically confirm that she did the countdown." Liu Xian started the car while talking.

"Brother, do you already know where Lou Ming is? Are we going to arrest her now?"

Liu Xian shook his head: "It was the Shanghai police who contacted me. A girl committed suicide by burning charcoal at home this afternoon, but the scene looked a little weird. I suspect that there is an unnatural force. We usually ask for this kind of case. Participated. And when I contacted them this afternoon, I also talked about the countdown, I guess they saw that there was a connection, so they contacted me specifically."

Han Nanjun nodded, with a serious look on his face, and at the same time, he had a deeper understanding of the wide range of businesses of the Daoshu Society.

After arriving at the place, Han Nanjun got off the car and saw that the entire old community was surrounded by a cordon.There are still police officers on guard at the entrance of the unit, and Han Nanjun frowned slightly - if it was just a suicide by burning charcoal, so many police forces would be needed?

Liu Xian took Han Nanjun with him, and after showing his consultant card, he was allowed to go upstairs.

The policeman at the entrance of the unit building bared his teeth: "We dare not mess around with this evil door of suicide. Anyway, you professionals, go up and have a look. The whole team is waiting for you up there."

Liu Xian and Han Nanjun entered the unit building together. In the old residential unit building, the stair handrails are still the simplest combination of wood and steel.

As soon as Han Nanjun put his hands on them, his hands were covered with wood slag. When he took out a tissue to wipe his hands, he heard Liu Xian, who was walking in front, spit out "Damn" slowly and clearly.

Han Nanjun was surprised. After raising his head, he didn't speak for a while.

Although he and Liu Xian were indeed "professionals" as the police at the gate said, it was still very scary to see such a scene suddenly!

The ceiling of the entire stairwell is densely packed with bloody handprints of children, with some crooked and strange symbols mixed in between.The sky was getting dark, and there was only a faint yellow light in the dim stairwell, reflecting the bloody handprints on the ceiling, which made people get goosebumps unconsciously.

Han Nanjun frowned, opened his eyes after biting his finger, and found that there were no ghosts and spirits causing trouble, but he felt the breath of the ghost boy who was annihilated by Lou Ming just now.

Han Nanjun and Liu Xian glanced at each other, both of them had the same conclusion and feeling.

Liu Xian frowned and said: "It seems that we didn't find the ghost boy's aura in Fu Yingman's house at first because he came here first..."

Han Nanjun didn't speak, and went upstairs with Liu Xian. When they reached the fourth floor where the murdered girl was, they saw a man in a gray shirt squatting on the ground, as if he was looking at something.

"Qi Yan," Liu Xian stood outside the door and greeted the man squatting inside, and introduced to Mingzhu by the way, "This is the Qi team from the Special Case Office of the Shanghai Public Security Bureau. South County."

Qi Yan and Liu Xian are considered to be young, their parents are both in the same big courtyard, and they have a very good relationship.

Han Nanjun looked back at the ceiling, and nodded politely to Qi Yan.Qi Yan also stood up, nodded to Han Nanjun, and then waved to Liu Xian.

Liu Xian walked in directly, followed by Han Nanjun, but before entering the door, he looked up at the distorted symbol in the middle of the bloody handprint on the ceiling - he always felt a little concerned, but he didn't quite know what it meant.

Han Nanjun looked away, and began to look at the room of the suffering master.

Although it is an apartment in an old community, the interior decoration is still very good, and the warmth reveals that the girl's living conditions are not bad, and it can even be said to be luxurious.After all, in such a small apartment with one bedroom and one living room, it is indeed an exaggeration to go to great lengths to build a wine cabinet and bar.

In the house, not only the ceiling, but all the walls are full of bloody handprints - but there are no crooked symbols.

Han Nanjun looked away, opened his schoolbag, and lit a piece of incense.

When Liu Xian was amazed at the bar, Han Nanjun let out a strange "Huh".

Liu Xian asked him what happened.

Han Nanjun looked at the unresponsive Summoning Incense, and muttered to himself, "Did you buy fake incense?"

It's fine if you can't recruit the soul of the old man, why can't you even recruit the soul of the sufferer?

It's fake.

Liu Xian walked over to look at it for a while, and after using his own method to open his eyes, he looked in the house for a while, but he did not see or feel the breath of ghosts.

Liu Xian: "Lou Ming is a witch, and he specially sent a ghost boy here, maybe directly arresting the soul of the suffering master."

Han Nanjun frowned: "If there are only ghost boys sent here and Miss Fu, is there any similarity between Miss Fu and this suffering master?"

Qi Yan flipped through the documents and said, "The only similarity is that the victim is also in the entertainment industry, but Sun Miaomiao is a third- and fourth-tier actor who has just debuted. The house is rented by a brokerage company. It's on the way too."

Liu Xian gave a "tsk", "Lou Ming really found someone in the entertainment industry to marry."

Han Nanjun looked around the room and said nothing - he always felt that there was something that didn't make sense.

Qi Yan was a little surprised and asked: "Have you already determined who did it?"

Liu Xian nodded in embarrassment, and patted Qi Yan on the shoulder very considerately: "You are an industry insider, and your three views will be reshaped again."

Qi Yan: "...Give me the information, I will go to the public security system to check."

Rao knew what he was doing as a young boy, but Qi Yan still had a little doubt about the world from time to time.

The author has something to say: Qi Yan: I originally thought that as long as I ran fast enough and materialistic, Xiao Liu's nagging would not be able to catch up with me... Later I became a public security...

Liu Xian answered: You still have to work with me, and even chatter together (proudly akimbo.jpg)

Thank you for the nutrient solution irrigated by the little baby Yangya, the cute Nanjun who was named personally put a symbol on you~!