The Demon and the Puppeteer

"Before Fei Poison said that the people of the Demon Race chased and killed it, killed Lu Tiange and planted it on it, Ziyu, what kind of race is the Demon Race?"

"Hmm...doing things is more bloody. I like strong stimulation and pleasure. There is nothing special about it. When the chaos first opened, there were only the three realms of humans, gods, and demons. Later, after several battles, it gradually evolved into the seven realms, demons, and demons. In the final analysis, the monsters come from the same source. However, officer, the above is my cognition 1000 years ago. I don’t know what the demons have become now. At least I haven’t seen a demon so far. The clansmen, I am afraid they are also lost."

"Then, Ziyu, why do you think the demons wanted to kill Lu Tiange?"

"Officer, I don't think it was the demons who wanted to kill Lu Tiange, but Lu Sinian who wanted to kill him. It should be obvious now that Lu Sinian pushed us out in order to clear his suspicions. Now the official He must not be forgiven for being in such a crisis."

"...Ziyu, do you think this is the responsibility of the Han family? Although this case may have nothing to do with my father, what about the first two cases? In fact, my father is indeed the murderer..."

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"Recently there are rumors that Xianyuan Puppet has developed a real-life puppet that can move to kill people. What's Mr. Han's opinion on this?"

"Of course it's just a rumor. We're not robots, we're just marionettes. Someone must be maliciously spreading rumors."

"The three puppets in the three puppet killing incidents were all made by Mr. Han Yi. Now Mr. Han Yi's whereabouts are unknown. What explanation does Mr. Han have for this?"

"It's not that my brother's whereabouts are unknown, but he's gone on a trip. As for why the three puppets are all made by my brother, the guest asked my brother to make it, and my brother made it. My brother has made at least a thousand real puppets so far. , if someone uses the puppet to do something, is my brother to be blamed? We can’t track the puppet after it’s sold, right?”

"Then, does Mr. Han have any opinions on these three puppet murders?"

"Think about it from the murderer's point of view, why did he choose these three puppets? Why are the dead people close to the puppet prototype? Is it for the convenience of killing people, or is there some deep-seated reason? I think the police The connection between the deceased and the prototype of the puppet should be investigated further. One thing to note is that if the murderer continues to commit crimes, he is likely to use a real puppet. Therefore, if a real puppet suddenly disappears in someone’s home, they should report to the police in time and contact the police. People related to the puppet prototype should be vigilant, in summary, this is my opinion.”

During the lunch break, Song Xue was lying on the table watching videos from the mobile news network. The man in the video looked to be in his thirties, with short dyed chestnut hair and brown glasses.

"Sister Song is watching Han Qian's video? I heard that this person is a playboy. It should be easy for Sister Song to extract some information from him, right?"

"Really, but although the boss focused on the Han family, I still think Lu Tiange's death should have nothing to do with the Han family."

"The influence of public opinion, the stock price of Xianyuan puppets has fallen to the limit. I don't know if the Han family can survive this time. The puppet craftsmanship of the Han family is really nothing to say."

"It's just right, if you buy it now, you can make a lot of money."

"Haha, I'm afraid it will continue to drop to the limit, I don't dare to take the risk."

Song Xue agreed with a smile, and clicked on the comments. There were people who scolded the Han family, and some supported the Han family. Just as she was watching, the phone rang.

The caller ID is Han Jizhi...

It was raining lightly outside, and a cold wind blew from time to time. The smell of autumn was getting stronger and stronger. Passers-by were hurrying on the road. Song Xue was walking on the street, holding an umbrella in her hand. Turn it around a few times at random in your hand, and a few raindrops will fly out of the umbrella and fall from the front of your eyes. Through the raindrops, you can see a different kind of world, which is distorted in your eyes.

Putting the umbrella in the umbrella cabinet at the door, Song Xue walked into an elegant coffee shop, where there were only a few people, and it was as quiet as a dream. Han Jizhi sat on the innermost seat by the window and nodded to her.

"I'm sorry to ask Officer Song to come out on a rainy day. I should have picked a good day." Han Jizhi was polite. Although his facial features still had the childishness of a teenager, his maturity made him look more like a reliable gentleman.

"It's okay." Song Xue relaxed her back and leaned on the back of the chair, raised her slender legs, crossed her hands and hugged her knees, looking very idle, "Do you have any clues to tell me?"

"Officer Song, would you like something to drink?"

"no need."

"Does Officer Song know about the RAT organization?"

"I know, an intelligence organization that has emerged in recent months is quite useful."

"I used it to investigate the truth about the deaths of Tao Ran and Wang Yalan."

"Oh? How about the truth?"

"Tao Ran was killed by Fan Xiaowei, and Wang Yalan was killed by Wang Qi. Now Fan Xiaowei was killed by Tao Ran's puppet, and Wang Qi was killed by Wang Yalan's puppet. Don't Officer Song think there is any connection between them?"

"Could it be that the soul of the deceased attached to the puppet to take revenge?" Song Xue smiled, and then said seriously, "Actually, I also checked the files of Tao Ran and Wang Yalan, there are some minor problems, but the evidence is very sufficient. Everyone has a bigger case to deal with, so they closed the case hastily. Now let’s believe the information of RAT, Fan Xiaowei killed Tao Ran, and Wang Qi killed Wang Yalan, so what is the purpose of the murderer letting their real puppets kill them?"

Han Jizhi took a sip of his coffee, lowered his eyelashes and said, "Before I guessed that someone wanted to use the real puppet made by my father to bring down the Han family, but now I don't think so, it is very likely that he just used the real puppet to execute him." Justice in my heart."

"Executing justice..." Song Xue rubbed her two thumbs slowly, "According to the current situation, wouldn't it be more reasonable to guess that using your father's puppet to bring down the Han family?"

Han Jizhi smiled, staring at Song Xue with dark eyes: "Does Police Officer Song also think that Lu Tiange was killed by a puppet? This third case...is it different from the first two?"

Song Xue remained silent, and looked sideways out of the window. It was raining continuously, so she changed the subject: "The reputation of your Han family has plummeted, are you not in a hurry?"

"There are still a lot of sensible people in the world. As long as you explain things clearly and find the real culprit, the reputation of the Han family will naturally come back." Han Jizhi said indifferently, "My main concern is that the serial killer, He is very likely to use the real puppet to kill again, so I hope that Officer Song will pay attention to the situation where someone loses the real puppet and reports the crime."

"I'll pay attention... Actually, if it's really like what you said, the murderer is out to enforce his justice, it's not a bad thing, after all, the police can't arrest all the villains."

"That doesn't sound like something a policeman should say."

Song Xue smiled: "Your Han family's three views are right. When things get into this kind of situation, you still think about those evil people who harm others. I think they have received your thoughts."

"I just think that a person shouldn't die so easily, no matter if he is a good person or a bad person."

"Yes, how can you let the bad guys die so easily?" Song Xue intentionally misinterpreted Han Jizhi's meaning, with a serious smile, and a pair of phoenix eyes revealed a strange light, which instantly disappeared...

Han Jizhi didn't talk to Song Xue for too long, he said everything that needs to be said, although Song Xue's reaction was a bit unexpected, there may be some story, anyway, it has nothing to do with him so far, the most important thing now is to go back to the villa.

"Please drive faster." Han Jizhi said to the driver.

Because the Xianyuan puppet was hit hard recently, Han Qian was too busy to take care of A Huang, so he sent A Huang to Han Jizhi's home, and Han Ji asked the housekeeper to take care of him when he was in school.

Yan Ziyu was very afraid of Ah Huang, and always stayed away from it, but Ah Huang liked to cling to Yan Ziyu, and could always find an opportunity to get close to him, so Yan Ziyu simply followed Han Jizhi every step of the way, letting Han Jizhi block him.

Originally, Yan Ziyu also wanted to ask Song Xue to talk, but thinking about it, Song Xue might find out that he is a demon or forget it.

"Officer... come back quickly."

Thinking of Yan Ziyu holding his arm pitifully, he felt a little funny and felt pity.

Ziyu is really afraid of dogs.

Han Jizhi was about to enter the gate, Yan Ziyu quickly ran over and took his sleeve to hide behind him, showing a pair of vigilant eyes looking ahead, and unconsciously complained in his tone: "The official is finally back..."

Han Jizhi smiled, patted his head lightly, and threw the umbrella towards him. The housekeeper in front led Ah Huang who was wagging his tail happily. As if rushing over, the housekeeper pulled the rope tightly, with a helpless expression on his face.

The drizzle continued and the autumn wind was slightly cold, but this situation made Han Jizhi feel a long-lost warmth, a feeling of home.

After entering the bedroom, Han Jizhi took a dry towel to wipe Yan Ziyu's hair. Although it was only rained a little, he still had to wipe it carefully and do a good job of maintenance.

Yan Ziyu sat on the side of the bed obediently, what he saw was Han Jizhi's chest, so close that he could see every inch of texture on his clothes, Ah Huang from downstairs screamed twice, his hearing was too sharp, Feeling going crazy, but fortunately the officials were there, he stretched out his hands cautiously, put his arms around Han Jizhi's waist, rested his head on his chest, and listened to his heartbeat, steady and powerful, amplified in his ears, and then Then feel safe.

"Officer... When will you send Ah Huang back..." Yan Ziyu's voice was muffled.

"When my uncle is not so busy, we will send Ah Huang back and endure it for a few more days. Uncle loves it so much that we will take care of it. He can't trust others, so be good."

"Hmm..." Yan Ziyu rubbed against Han Jizhi's chest, and when he looked up, he was already smiling, "Officer, which piece of fairy stone should we look for next?"

Han Jizhi rubbed Yan Ziyu's hair and said with a smile, "It's up to you."

"Then Fushiya is fine."