Relocation Brigade

Beicheng has a population of more than 2000 million. Finding a person who doesn't know that he is about to commit suicide is like finding a needle in a haystack. You have to use other forces to do it.

"Call Li Hongyu, tell him our clues, and see if he can get people from the Special Investigation Department to help find the next victim." Chen Ling's expression was very bad, and his eyes were filled with anger and anxiety.

Wu Weiwei understood the seriousness of the matter, so he immediately dialed Li Hongyu's phone number, and explained the matter clearly in a few seconds.

Li Hongyu: "I will report now."

Wu Weiwei urged: "Then hurry up, Li Fang picked up the paper rose the day after the first victim died, and the third person has probably brought the paper rose home."

Then that person will be affected by magic like Xiao Fan and Li Fang, and be immersed in the imaginary upcoming wedding.

Li Hongyu: "I see."

He didn't talk nonsense, and reported the matter after hanging up the phone. A team leader asked him to be calm, and then called everyone to hold a plenary meeting. Within half an hour, everyone was assigned, and at the same time They also contacted the police, hoping that more people could be found.

Until the sun was about to set in the afternoon, there was still no news from Li Hongyu.

Chen Ling dragged his exhausted body back to Yuhe Mountain. Zhao Xunchang knew that the two of them were exhausted, so he prepared the meals early and sat at the stone table with his arms folded.

Hearing footsteps, he raised his head and smiled kindly: "I'm back."

Chen Ling nodded feebly, and when his eyes swept over the large table of dishes, he immediately regained his energy.

He bent down, stared at the cursive writing on the edge of the dish, and asked, "Master, did you do it?"

Zhao Xunchang knew that the little apprentice had noticed it, so he stopped pretending, and took his hand out of his arm, "You... Jiang Yu sent someone to send it."

Four dishes and one soup are the signature dishes of a well-known local restaurant.The restaurant is a membership system, and the current head chef is the eighth-generation direct disciple of the chef of the imperial dining room, holding a secret recipe in his hand.I don’t know if it’s true or not, but the taste of this dish was bragged on the Internet. Chen Ling was bewitched and wanted to eat it a long time ago, but the threshold was too high to get in.

I didn't even bother to wash my hands, sat down, picked up chopsticks and put vegetables in my mouth.

An ordinary dish of boiled cabbage heart really has an extraordinary taste. The fragrance of the vegetables is mixed with the lingering fragrance of the chicken soup. The saltiness is suitable, and it is crisp and refreshing to bite off.

Seeing Brother Chen eating deliciously, Wu Weiwei couldn't help it anymore, he rubbed his grumbling stomach with one hand, and took a spoon to drink the soup with the other.

Zhao Xunchang looked distressed, "Have you eaten all day?"

"One person ate a bowl of noodles at noon, and one person got an ice cream as an extra meal in the afternoon." Chen Ling spoke vaguely with something stuffed in his mouth.

Zhao Xunchang picked up vegetables for the little apprentice, and added a piece of meat to Wu Weiwei when he was done. Once he entered a family, he was a family, and he couldn't treat one more favorably than another, making Wu Weiwei feel like an outsider.

He said: "Didn't you go to the antique city, where is the incense burner?"

Choked, Chen Ling patted his chest with his neck stuck. After taking a sip of soup, he took off the backpack on his shoulder and took out an incense burner wrapped in newspaper.

Zhao Xunchang tore apart the newspaper, revealing a pair of animal ears embedded on both sides of the incense burner, rubbed his thumbs a few times, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not cheap."

"It's not too old, 3000 yuan." Chen Ling took a mouthful of rice, chewed it twice and said, "I think the style is square and square, which is very suitable for Jiang Yu."

Wu Weiwei, who was attracting fans, was dumbfounded. It was strange to hear this, but now he is hungry, and it is important to fill his stomach.

So continue to bury your head and eat hard.

Zhao Xunchang smiled without saying a word, and pointed out: "It's quite willing."

Hearing the teasing in the master's words, Chen Ling adjusted his sitting posture unnaturally, and tightened his hands holding the chopsticks, "Isn't Jiang Yu treating us very well, shouldn't it be right to buy him a better one. "

"Should be, as long as you're happy." Zhao Xunchang was a little relieved, but also a little worried. The little apprentice's attitude towards the Jiang family's ancestor changed. He used to dislike and repel him, and even called him the ancestor.

It's good now, share his roast chicken to honor his fiancé, and even buy a small incense burner out of his pocket.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this, boy, I am finally moved and have a tendency to fall in love, but Zhao Xunchang just feels lost, and always feels that the little apprentice will follow that old thing far away one day. Difficult.

"Hey." Sighed unconsciously, Zhao Xunchang was stiff all over. In order not to let the little apprentice see anything, he answered a sentence very naturally, "The incense burner is good, but it doesn't take a whole day to do it, right?" .”

Chen Ling put away the incense burner and poured soup into a bowl: "Master, something happened in the old town."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xunchang paid attention to health preservation, and stopped eating when he was [-]% full at night. He put down his chopsticks and looked at Chen Ling's face seriously.

"There have been two suicide cases, I think it has something to do with the ghost marriage. I will leave after eating," Chen Ling lowered his head and took a sip of the mung bean soup, a coolness infiltrated from the esophagus to the stomach.

He put down the spoon, raised his head and said to Zhao Xunchang: "By the way, I will take some business with you. Tonight is the first victim's first seven. I want to stay at the other party's house. When she comes back, I will ask her what happened before the accident." what."

"Marriage in the dark?" Zhao Xunchang laughed, sarcasm and sarcasm, "It's really pedantic to still believe in people these days."

Wu Weiwei didn't know much, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Chen, what do you mean?"

"The people who arrange ghost marriages don't know what it means." Chen Ling said, pursing his lips. The mung bean soup was clear and sweet, and he lowered his head and took another two sips.

After eating and drinking, Wu Weiwei rubbed his stomach and asked, "Why is my brain not clear? If I die early and I don't get married, I will leave regrets after death. The living relatives don't want the people below to have concerns, so they do this."

"After a person dies, those who have no hatred will be inspired by the ghosts and will automatically go to the underworld. Those who leave worries and unwillingness will not go to the underworld. Those who do evil will be accepted by Taoist priests, and those who do not do evil will not be able to survive the burning of Yang Qi , Sooner or later, it will be wiped out. If you promised the deceased a wife or husband, wouldn’t that make him miss the world even more?”

"..." This is the reason, Wu Weiwei asked again, "Then what if the deceased did not leave and asked for it?"

"Only the dead and the dead can be husband and wife. There is only one result for the living and the dead to marry and become a dead person." Chen Ling's lips pursed into a straight line of displeasure, and his brows creased, "If this is The dead asked for it themselves, do you think a kind ghost would ask his family to help him find a living person to marry him in the dark? This is because he has already had evil thoughts and has become evil."

That's right, just like a kind person would never take anything by force regardless of the wishes of the person involved.

How could a kind ghost have the heart to kill two people one after another just to satisfy his own selfish desires?

Wu Weiwei was terrified and had complicated emotions. People, ghosts, and spirits in this world... Sure enough, there are good and bad, there are no absolutes.

Just as he was about to sigh, he suddenly realized that Brother Chen was stunned, and he didn't know what to think of, his eyes were straight, and he glanced at Zhao Xunchang from time to time, hesitant to speak.

Knowing that this meant something he wanted to say in private, Wu Weiwei took the initiative to stand up, patted his belly swollen by the food and said, "I'll go out for a walk."

Chen Ling pursed his lips and nodded.

When Wu Weiwei disappeared outside the courtyard gate, he looked at Zhao Xunchang hesitantly and said, "Master, I was married to Jiang Yu from birth, and now I often stay with him, does it mean that one day I will die too?" ah?"

"Are you afraid?" Zhao Xunchang didn't answer, but just asked with a smile, "But the marriage is destined to be cut off constantly."

"I'm not afraid." Chen Ling pinched his chopsticks, his eyes fell on the soup bowl, his drooping eyelashes were thick and curly, like two black butterfly wings.

"Who is still alive?" Zhao Xunchang sighed in a normal way, then turned around and patted the little apprentice on the shoulder, "But you, I think it is a special case, after all, Jiang Yu is different from ordinary ghosts, he is a ghost God. And from the time you get along so far, I haven't felt any increased Yin Qi in you, which means that he has no influence on you."

"Since the Jiang family can continue to prosper with his luck, it means that there is something extraordinary about him. Apprentice, it will be good for you to hug Jiang Yu's thigh well."

"Master..." Chen Ling rubbed his forehead, feeling a little irritable, "Can you stop surfing the Internet blindly, where did you learn the words, this is not good, it goes against your majesty and solemnity."

"The majesty and solemnity are all pretended to outsiders. Master doesn't need to go out now. He just needs to enjoy the happiness and doesn't need those false things."

Zhao Xunchang sat up straight, and said in a low voice: "You young people's things are very interesting. If Master puts what he has learned into practice, he will look younger, right?"

Old children, old children, their characters become childish when they get old.

Chen Ling dragged his voice and said with a smile, "Okay, come here as you like."

Wu Weiwei walked around the house and walked to the back. In just one day, the open and empty waste land has been cut into different areas by lines composed of lime powder. Once the large equipment arrives, the foundation can be dug directly.

Not far away was a shed, and the workers inside were eating.

Wu Weiwei didn't bother, passed by in front, and went around to the other side of the small courtyard.

The small saplings that were weak when they first came grew taller again, and they looked different every day. Yuhe Mountain in the distance was not inferior.

Taking a closer look, not far from the foot of the mountain, someone has already cleared out the fields full of weeds, ready to plant things.

A group of yellow shadows flew past, Wu Weiwei blinked, and then fixed his eyes, the little weasel had already run to the front with a big fat mouse in its mouth.

The weasel has found a paradise in Yuhe Mountain. The mouse is big and fat, and the newly grown grass is green. It is not too pleasant to roll on it.

It put the killed big mouse on the ground, and pulled it forward with its small paws.

The corner of Wu Weiwei's mouth twitched, he knelt down and said to it, "I won't eat this, you can eat it yourself."

The weasel gave him a disgusted look, as if saying that he didn't understand food, silently picked up the dead mouse, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Guessing that it was almost time, he turned around and walked back. About one kilometer away from the small courtyard, a black commercial vehicle drove from behind.

The window of the co-pilot was lowered, revealing half a familiar face: "Get in the car."

Wu Weiwei rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was hallucinating, he got into the car as he said, and when his butt touched the seat, he remembered something, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Li Hongyu turned around and said, "Come talk to Chen Ling about the paper rose."

There are two rows of seats at the back of the commercial vehicle, and the fat and thin brothers are sitting in the second row. One of them leaned forward, grabbed the back of the seat in front and asked, "Our little brother said that he didn't invite Lei at Sifang Mountain before, Chen Ling invited you down, is it true or not?"

"Of course it's true." Wu Weiwei was quite proud, and was about to blow a rainbow fart, when Li Hongyu in the front passenger seat said, "Which way to turn."

Wu Weiwei: "Right."

The commercial vehicle continued to drive on the relatively flat mountain road. Knowing that the people in the back row had doubts, Li Hongyu said without looking back: "This case is more complicated than we imagined. I was afraid that I would not be able to explain it clearly on the phone, so I came here by myself." .”

When he came to Yuhe Mountain for the first time, there were almost no trees on the mountain, but the shallow green grass attracted his attention. This is not a rich land, but it is definitely not comparable to the lifeless barren mountain.

In less than a month, this mountain has been rejuvenated, from dead to alive, what happened in it?

Li Hongyu couldn't figure it out for a while, so he stopped thinking about it. Everything has its own miracles. As long as there is no poison in it, and no one uses vicious means to make troubles, why bother to investigate it deeply.

In three to five minutes, when they arrived at the small courtyard, Li Hongyu got out of the car first and asked the two senior brothers to wait outside.

Fat senior brother: "Is it okay to follow in and have a look?"

Li Hongyu: "You don't know how to speak, I'm afraid you may bump into the old man unintentionally."

Brother Shou: "..." Although the words were not directed at me, the phrase "you" made me feel insulted!

Li Hongyu lowered his head to straighten his clothes, took out a few gift boxes from the car, and then raised his chin at Wu Weiwei, "Lead the way."

"Oh." Wu Weiwei walked forward in a daze, opened the door and shouted into the yard, "Brother Chen, here are the guests."

Chen Ling was walking back and forth in the small courtyard with his head on the parrot to digest his food. When he saw Li Hongyu behind Wu Weiwei, he was taken aback. He quickly took Xiaolan off his head and put him on the parrot stand beside him.

He casually plucked at the hair that was messed up by the parrot's claws, "Li Hongyu, why are you here?"

"I came to talk to you about the case face to face." Li Hongyu put the things in his hand on the stone table, turned his head and looked around, "Where is your master?"

"It's in the room." As soon as Chen Ling finished speaking, Zhao Xunchang walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, his chin raised slightly, his face stern, with a serious and unapproachable appearance, which was different from the kindly man who served the younger generation before. The old man was quite different.

It was the first time Wu Weiwei had seen the old man be so strict. He became nervous and didn't dare to show his breath. He buried himself in the kitchen and poured tea for the guests.

Li Hongyu nodded to the old man, "Mr. Zhao, I am Li Hongyu from Qingxuanguan, and I am also the deputy team leader of the special dispatch department. We met last time, do you remember?"

He was very curious about Chen Ling, the master, but he couldn't find out. The gray-haired old man seemed to be covered with a vajra body, making it impossible to see through, and he couldn't even feel the breath of any fellow-path.

Knowing that the person who can teach Chen Ling is definitely not an ordinary person, Li Hongyu put away his probing gaze, smiled and handed the gift box up with both hands, "The junior brought you a small gift, I hope the old man can accept it, don't dislike it. "

The atmosphere was not right, Master poked on the ground like a wooden stake, neither stretched out his hand nor spoke to him, clearly dissatisfied with the arrival of the person in front of him.

Chen Ling broke the stiff atmosphere: "Come as soon as you come, you don't need to bring anything."

Only then did Zhao Xunchang cough lightly to ease his embarrassment, and said, "You guys are playing by yourself, I'll go to the mountain to see the progress of the construction."

Chen Ling sent the old man out of the courtyard, returned to the stone table, and invited Li Hongyu to sit down and chat.

Li Hongyu: "Your master is a little serious." He even faintly felt that he was a little unpopular, and the other party looked at him with a not-so-obvious sharpness in his eyes.

The old man is indeed a little cold to outsiders, especially his colleagues. Chen Ling said "hmm" and changed the subject, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Li Hongyu took out a folder from the handbag he brought, spread it out and pushed it in front of Chen Ling.

In the folder are the scene pictures and descriptions of the two cases.

No matter which case, the scene is full of blood.

Chen Ling held a photo and picked it up. Xiao Fan was lying in a pool of blood, his neck was still bleeding, and the blood from his mouth and nose flowed into her ears, blurring her young, smiling face. .

This scene was almost exactly the same as what he had imagined.

The second is a photo of the scene after Li Fang's death. In the photo, the person is kneeling on the stairs with his back facing the outside, his back is bent, his forehead and the edges and corners of the stairs are tightly embedded, and red and white slime spurts out and splashes on the stairs. and on the walls.

From the shooting angle, Chen Ling could see the corners of his lips curled up.

Not fear of death, panic, but longing, happiness.

Li Hongyu took out another hand-held player with a palm-sized screen, inserted the memory card he got from the police, and there was a picture on the pitch-black screen.

Behind the black and white snowflakes, there was an extra person on the screen.

It's Li Fang.

Li Fang came up from downstairs, his body was like a marionette, his movements were stiff and slow, the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes covered by glasses were full of excitement.

Chen Ling noticed that he even jumped up a bit while walking, and then stood still in the next stairwell.

This time, instead of continuing to go up, he knelt down and kowtowed.

He kowtowed sincerely, with a straight waist, then leaned forward, put his hands on the stairs in front of him, lowered his head, bent over, and kowtowed hard to the first one.

After knocking, he stood up, took two steps up, knocked down the second, and then the third.

The difference from the previous two was that after the third kowtow, he never stood up again, and mechanically repeated the kowtow as if possessed.

Once, twice, three times... Chen Ling couldn't count how many times he knocked until his forehead was smashed, his skull cracked, and his body fell down with a bang. The depression on his forehead just hit the edge of the bloody concrete .

Wu Weiwei stood behind the two of them, and naturally saw the video from the beginning to the end. In summer, although the sun has set, the heat on the ground is still steaming upwards.

It should be very hot, but he couldn't stop feeling cold.

Cold, really cold, cold heart, cold back, goosebumps all over arms, this weird scene is scarier than the skinless and faceless ghost before.

But he, Brother Chen, is so courageous, he just dragged the progress bar for such a weird thing, and then it fell back again.

Li Hongyu watched it again from the beginning with him, and asked, "What did you find?"

"There is something behind him." Chen Ling frowned, dragging the progress bar again.

This time, he paused.He tapped the back of Li Fang's neck with his fingertips: "Did you see it? There is a trace of blackness here."

It was precisely because Li Hongyu found out about this and heard Wu Weiwei mentioning the dark marriage that he came here on purpose.

He took out a separately enlarged picture from the file bag, which was the position of the back of Li Fang's neck when he kowtowed before his death.

Now it became clearer, there was indeed a strand of black thread wrapped around that place, the black thread was very thin, but it burrowed into the back collar from the neck like a dragon.

Li Hongyu tapped his finger on the blueprint and said: "If you are looking for a substitute for a dead ghost, or other ghosts harming people, the one that is accidentally photographed should be a phantom or a human figure, not a wisp of black smoke. Then contact you to get more information about paper roses." It is certain that the two cases are indeed related, and someone should be secretly performing magic. And the object of the magic is the paper rose."

Paper roses are beautiful and fragile, but they can control people's minds and kill people invisible.

After watching the video, Chen Ling had the same idea as Li Hongyu, but the problem is, "We can't find the third victim. Only when we find the person who will be victimized, can we find the paper rose and trace the source."

Li Hongyu was silent, he also knew that this was a big problem.

Chen Ling asked, "Do you have any clues about the third person?"

"No." Li Hongyu said, "We have already contacted the traffic management and the police station, and the people from the Special Investigation Department are still watching the surveillance in the command center."

There is a huge difference between their manpower and the amount of work to be done. There is no other way but to work overtime and watch the surveillance around the clock.

Chen Ling's straight waist was slightly bent, and he was a little tired. He had to sleep before going to Lin's house, otherwise he would be unable to keep up his spirits and lose his strength in case of unexpected situations.

"After twelve o'clock tonight, the little girl of the Lin family will return to her soul. I have to rush over to ask questions, so I need to rest now. If you want to go with me, let Weiwei chat with you, or sit in his room .If you don’t go, then you can do what you want, and I won’t greet you.”

Li Hongyu looked back at Wu Weiwei who was stunned by the video, and nodded: "I will stay and go with you."

Seeing Chen Ling yawning profusely, he asked, "Is the remains that was placed on Yuhe Mountain in the first place buried?"

After the Sifangshan incident ended, Chen Ling had been in a coma. Shortly after waking up, he encountered the paper rose case and forgot about the remains.

He shook his head and said honestly, "Not yet, the bone jar is still in my room."

"Leave it to me. After sending it to cremation, it will be buried in the pagoda mausoleum with other ashes." Li Hongyu didn't say a word, that is, it can save some money for the organization.

Chen Ling nodded and said good, waved his hand to signal that he should leave first, and dragged himself into the room.

Since the last time I forcibly invited Wu Lei, my body has always been a little weak, and I feel sleepy at night, and I don't know how long it will take for my physical strength to fully recover.

He yawned, wiped off his shoes, and fell asleep on his back.

In a daze, the story of the ghost crawling on the bed slipped through his mind, and he sat up abruptly, supported his sleepy eyelids, took out a few pairs of shoes from the cabinet and placed them tightly in front of the bed, all with the toes pointing outside .

I don't believe it, if Jiang Yu sneaks in in the middle of the night, he can really return every pair of shoes to their original positions.

To be on the safe side, after arranging the shoes, I went to the drawer and took out a roll of red rope, hung up the Sanqing bell, and wrapped the bed with the red rope.

One circle is higher than the other, almost forming a thin wall made of red lines.

Because the window was not closed, Wu Weiwei happened to see this scene, his mind was full of question marks, he pulled Li Hongyu up, "What do you think Brother Chen is doing, you are still talking about sex like this while sleeping, and you specially arranged it?"