Please follow the doctor's advice

It’s really what you say—just a few days after the regular meeting, the General Administration received a case transferred from the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Public Security Bureau.

Every night for five consecutive days in this city, a passerby was attacked and killed. The whereabouts were concealed tightly, and there were no witnesses at the place where the incident occurred, even if it was not too far away from the range of people's activities.

Although judging from the method of committing the crime, it may indeed be the work of a psychopath, but according to common sense, if a person wants to kill someone, it is impossible for him to be so skillful the first time he kills, and he can handle the scene cleanly without leaving any information about himself. And swaggeringly committed crimes consecutively in the same city within a short period of time, and did not shy away from choosing a location.

... Unless, the one who committed the crime is not a human being.

After receiving the case, the deputy director in charge of criminal cases immediately called a meeting of relevant personnel to discuss and conduct a preliminary analysis of the physical evidence and photos of the scene, including Bai Wutu and several of his colleagues.

The transferred files recorded the information of the five deceased, whose families, occupations, and social status were all very different, but they had a lot in common: they were all men, aged between 20 and 25, both able and missing. Judging from the photos of the few people whose population matches the numbers, all of them are above average in appearance and had sex before their death. outside traces.

The other few items are fine, but there has been sexual activity and there are bite wounds, and the victim has not been obviously washed-the body fluids of other people cannot be detected. Isn’t it the demon who was bitten out of the air?

The Public Security Bureau was looking forward to their analysis, waiting for the result almost without hanging up the phone, but when Bai Wutu and others came to see the physical evidence, they couldn’t help laughing—don’t say that you can’t find any traces other than the victim. Even they couldn't find any demonic aura.

A person's whereabouts may be perfectly concealed through sophisticated planning, but the breath of a demon, at least it is the smell of the air it has breathed and settled on objects and suspended in the air after the airflow fluctuates, although the smell of ordinary people The sense of smell can’t tell, but with a nose like Xiao Liu’s, she can distinguish most types of monsters almost immediately, and even some monsters with high cultivation level and famous in the demon world, she can call out their names immediately after smelling their breath. .Moreover, "killing" and "sexual behavior" are behaviors that inevitably cause emotional fluctuations and even use demonic power. The murderer is definitely not just breathing at the scene - the victim's wounds, body, surrounding environment, especially the murderer's hiding before committing the crime. Every place should leave a strong signal.

The Public Security Bureau believes that the murderer is probably not a human being, and even a criminal genius cannot be foolproof, and dozens of people can't find any flaws after repeated inspections; The commissioner looked at the physical evidence and the scene, and indeed they couldn't find any demonic aura; the Ghost Security Bureau had no choice but to send a team leader who had solved numerous cases to assist them. I put down my things and left, leaving a sentence: "After the founding of the People's Republic of China, you can't possess your body. How can you have sex without a body."

The whole city is in panic, and the public opinion pressure from the Public Security Bureau is huge; and because of the special case and the vicious circumstances, the Demon Security Bureau has also implemented a foot restraint order in accordance with the law, restricting all demons from leaving the city, so the public opinion pressure from the monsters on the Demon Security Bureau is also great. Very big.

The deputy director in charge decided to set up a task force first after weighing it up, and temporarily lifted the restraining order based on the consideration that "the murderer is a monster in estrus with a very high cultivation base".The registered demons organize "behavior guidance for safely passing through the estrus period" study every year, so it is initially suspected that the murderer is not registered, and has just come from the five no-man's lands, and has just entered the world.

The demons who don't know the reason are all happy, but everyone in the demon security bureau can't sleep or eat.

According to the records, there have been no monsters running out of no-man's land for more than ten years. On the one hand, they are obsessed with cultivation and disdain the world. The monsters come down the mountain to relax, and they will never attack ordinary people.

The probability of this kind of speculation is extremely small, but the one-in-[-] chance is enough to make everyone present terrified.If this assumption were true, they would be up against an immeasurably formidable adversary of which they knew nothing.

The special case team is divided into an action team and an investigation team. Usually, the action team is composed of well-trained armed agents from the General Administration, and Bai Wutu, Xiao Liu and others are physical evidence analysts who are on call.Considering the complexity of the situation this time, someone must detect potential dangers in advance during the operation, so several young people with better physical fitness were also included in the operation team, and Bai Wutu was also one of them.

After the list of personnel was announced, the deputy director in charge said, "I will introduce the person in charge of this case, everyone is familiar with it—Director Zheng."

The door of the meeting room was opened, and Zheng Fuhu, dressed in military uniform, walked in, with firm steps and torch-like eyes, not at all the sickly look of a few days ago.

Bai Wutu was stunned.

These days, he has thought of that day several times, and Zheng Fuhu's dying appearance leaning on the bedside is lingering in his mind. In addition, their office is far away from the headquarters, and there is no news from the bureau. He almost thought that The next time I come to the bureau for a meeting is the director general's reelection meeting.

Bureau Zheng recovered so quickly?

After Bai Wutu was stunned, he quickly came back to his senses. His keen professional habits made him suspicious: Zheng Ju's wounds that day did not seem to be fake. According to him, there were still serious traumas. Why did you come out and investigate the case yourself like a normal person so quickly?

He thought of a possibility almost instantly: the murderer didn't leave any demonic aura behind, because he wasn't a demon at all; no one could see his whereabouts because he didn't come from the five no-man's lands, but was familiar with the terrain. Very familiar, even well-known; he is both a criminal genius and a genius for solving crimes, he knows when, where and what kind of behavior will show his feet, so he perfectly avoids it; Make a false appearance to confuse the police...

Bai Wutu stared at Zheng Fuhu and thought, just happened to meet the other party's gaze, and the two of them looked at each other for a full ten seconds across the long conference table.

Zheng Fuhu looked at it, blinked his eyes naturally, Bai Wutu woke up suddenly, shook his head and hurriedly looked away, only after a while did he realize that he was feeling cold all over.

The idea is horrible.If a person has a different heart, after all, there is still something beyond his power, but if a commander has a different heart, what kind of battlefield will his brothers go to?

The deputy director in charge began to arrange everyone's work. Bai Wutu listened intently for a long time, but he couldn't find his own name in the end. There was no such arrangement as "comrades who are not named will go with so-and-so".

He is the special commissioner of this operation, how could he be forgotten?After the meeting, Bai Wutu caught up with the deputy director: "Director, my name was not called, what should I do?"

"You follow me." Before the deputy director could answer, Bai Wutu heard Zheng Fuhu's voice behind him, "You are responsible for protecting my safety during the operation."

The deputy director nodded, left a sentence, "Comrade Baiwutu, you have a great responsibility, you must always be vigilant and pay attention to safety", and left after speaking.

Baiwutu didn't even have any doubts when the security officer sent him to run errands, but at this moment, he didn't know where the courage came from. He looked up at Zheng Fuhu and asked, "Why?"

Zheng Fuhu stared at him: "I'm injured and need someone to protect me."

Bai Wutu couldn't help taking a step back, looking up and down carefully: "Aren't you alright?"

Zheng Fuhu lowered his voice by half, and said weakly: "I pretended to give everyone confidence. Before I came here, I was still recuperating on the bed... since you left last time, I have been lying down until just now."

Bai Wutu: "..."

According to his injury, the rest of these few days is really nothing, and he may not be able to get better if he lies down for half a month.Bai Wutu asked, "What about your security officer?"

Although Bai Wutu had good grades during the special training period, and had to accept the job assessment every year, his physical fitness and fighting ability were obviously not stronger than Zheng Fuhu's security officer or any armed agent. Why did you hire him?

Zheng Fuhu looked around and saw that the people in the conference room had almost left, so he found a stool nearby, sat down carefully and slowly, and said softly: "The security officer has other things to do, I don't want others to know that I am injured gone."

Seeing that his face was getting paler and paler, and there were even thin beads of sweat on his forehead, Bai Wutu thought to himself, he must have been overthinking just now, this person is dying and still thinking about cheering everyone up, how could it be possible What about committing a crime?

He hurriedly said: "Director, it's not that I don't want to protect you, but I'm worried that I can't protect you well. How are you doing now? Shall I help you go back to rest first?"

"Okay." Zheng Fuhu leaned on the back of the chair to stand up with strength, "Take me to the dark room of the office."

There were colleagues coming and going in the corridor and on the stairs, Zheng Fuhu didn't let him help him at all, and nodded to the people who greeted him casually all the way, and he couldn't do it immediately after entering the office, his whole body pressed against Bai Wutu: "Open the door quickly , now it’s troublesome to be seen.”

Can I not trouble you!Bai Wutu roared in his heart: You pressed me on the sofa, this person who came in thought what are we doing!

"Director Zheng, get up first, I'll open the wall for you right away!" Bai Wutu struggled to get out from under Zheng Fuhu.

All the ornaments that were placed at the bottom of the wall next to the Bogu stand were all put on the Bogu shelf, but he still recognized the vase that was turned last time at a glance, "Zheng Ju, come, put your arm on my shoulder, Watch your step."

Zheng Fuhu gasped and leaned against the head of the bed in the dark bedroom, closed his eyes and frowned, his left hand was drooping and motionless, and it took a long time before he let out a long breath of relief as if he had recovered.

He was wearing a formal suit, and the armed belt passed right over the heart of his chest, which must have put a lot of pressure on the wound.He had to slowly raise his right hand, unbutton the belt buckle and buttons on his body, open his arms, and gradually expose the gauze-wrapped chest.

Bai Wutu temporarily took the place of Bureau Zheng's security officer, sitting on the stool beside the bed.He can't say "Okay, then you sleep for a while and I'll go first", can he?But he felt that it wasn't right to just stay here and face a disheveled chief.

The room was not big, and there were not many decorations, so he had nowhere to turn his eyes. After looking around, his eyes returned to Zheng Fuhu's face——their eyes met again.

Zheng Fuhu: "By the way, Xiaobai..."

"Director, you have a good rest and don't say a few words. This is how I think about the case. It is impossible for the demon to leave no breath after committing the crime. Just the girl in our office, Xiao Liu, remember, don't look at her. She is young and has a very sharp nose, and she has helped solve several cases where the investigators in the bureau did not smell the murderer, and I asked her just now, and she has no clue at all."

Baiwutu expresses his opinion like a bamboo tube pouring beans: "I still think that this thing should be done by people. It may be women who have suffered unfair treatment. Long-term depression has caused psychological distortion. What kind of drugs, or imported things, the crime was committed after the person was stunned, otherwise there would be no trace of the fight at the scene, and it seemed that the victim had sex voluntarily. It is a pity that the blood test results were sent to The higher-level inspection office hasn't come out yet... Hey, Bureau Zheng, what did you want to say just now?"

Zheng Fuhu looked at him quietly until he saw Bai Wutu's eyes wandering unnaturally, and then said: "I just wanted to ask you if you would eat butter biscuits. of."

Bai Wutu suddenly remembered the scene when he went back to his hometown to visit his grandma when he was a child—it was a kind of scene where every time he walked in, his grandma would fill him with a bag full of candy, snacks, sweet dates, and peanuts, but he never had any problems at home. The feeling that would remind him at a young age.

The same is true for Zheng Fuhu, who has no intention of discussing the case with him at all.

That's right, there are countless detective experts in charge of deputy bureau chiefs, section chiefs, and captains between the two of them. What is the bare-handed commander of the special operations team in his small jurisdiction?

Now the whole situation is tense, and he can't wait to sleep with his armor. In the eyes of the chief, he is just a kid who eats chocolate and biscuits every day.

Feeling underestimated, Bai Wutu felt listless for a moment, lowered his head and said, "Don't eat."

Zheng Fuhu: "Then you take it out and I'll eat it. It's in the sugar jar."

The heart of the white house is half cold again. As a temporary security officer, he still doesn't know where the escape route and emergency reserve in this dark room are. He doesn't know what happened to Zheng Ju's wound. He only knows about Zheng Ju's chocolate. Where to put the biscuits and the chamber pot.

Zheng Fuhu opened the round tin jar, and another lethal sweet smell hit his face. If Xiao Liu was here, he would definitely be so sweet that he would die on the spot.Zheng Fuhu took out a piece and tasted it: "It's quite delicious. It's not easy to transport it so far away without breaking it."

Then, he took out another piece and handed it to Bai Wutu: "Security officer, you can eat one too, in case it is poisonous."

Bai Wutu took it sullenly and put it in his mouth: "It's too late if it's poisonous, you've eaten it all."

Zheng Fuhu said indifferently: "Not necessarily, maybe someone is going to poison you. Do you think I will give the first tablet to the security officer first? The poison will be injected later, and you can take another tablet."

Zheng Fuhu seemed to be sure that there must be a certain piece of biscuits in this box of biscuits that was poisoned, and Bai Wutu turned the small box of butter biscuits upside down piece by piece. The poison was not eaten, but his mouth was so dry that he almost choked. Ask: "Director Zheng, do you need a poison test on this water? Shall I drink some for you?"

While he was drinking water, Zheng Fuhu asked: "Assuming the murderer is human, why do you think he is a woman?"

Bai Wutu put down his cup and hiccupped, thinking for a while: "There are signs of sexual activity on the victims, but they themselves have not been violated. It cannot be that the murderer is a man, and then deliberately raped the victim. yourself?"

Zheng Fuhu: "Your negative conjecture is also applicable to women - according to the general concept, women will not find someone to have sex with themselves in a place where there is no privacy at all, so your conjecture cannot be established."

Bai Wutu felt that something was wrong, and said with a blushing face, "That's different. I've heard of female murderers drugging and raping male victims before. Because the family is not harmonious...so...pursue...pleasure. Male What is he trying to do in this way, isn't that a crime and suffering?"

Zheng Fuhu lowered his head and took out the last biscuit from the box, and handed it over: "How do you know that men and men don't have this kind of pleasure, they just suffer?"

This last cookie must have been poisoned!The more Bai Wutu chewed, the more he couldn't swallow it, and it was neither fragrant nor sweet anymore, so he stammered: "Men, men and men...how could there be? I have only seen two men being killed by the other. The case file of one party's violent death, as well as the case file of coercion causing serious injury..."

Zheng Fuhu glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, then looked away, and said casually: "Of course this kind of thing can't be seen in the file."

Bai Wutu: "..."

Where can I see it?Why does it feel like our chief seems to have read a lot of books like the full version of "Secret Records of Asgard's Past"?

The conversation between the two of them ended at this sentence, Bai Wutu was too ignorant to continue the conversation, and there was no echo in the room, but Zheng Fuhu's sentence seemed to be constantly echoing: This kind of thing, of course, cannot be seen in the file. It's time for... this kind of thing... this kind of thing... this kind of thing...

What kind of thing is it?Can you borrow the book you read?You can also pay the loan fee!

In order to break the silence, and Bai Wutu ate his fill of biscuits, he felt that it was time to get down to business: "Ju Zheng, do you want to take a break?"

Zheng Fuhu: "Okay, help me take off my pants."

Bai Wutu didn't know why his face felt hot: "Ah? Take off, take off your pants..."

Zheng Fuhu: "Take off the outside, otherwise how can you rest. It doesn't matter, I will do it myself, I have already rested now."

Zheng Fuhu got up and got out of bed, stood facing Baiwutu, and unbuttoned his perforated belt buckle with one hand. With the sound of "Zi——" the zipper was undone, uniform underwear appeared in front of Baiwutu, but the shape It is definitely not the original state when the logistics were dispatched - it was wrapped with a huge dragon that did not match Zheng Fuhu's indifferent expression, and it was about to move uneasy.

Zheng Fuhu looked down: "This uniform is a bit tight, and it made you laugh while lying on the bed."

Only then did Bai Wutu realize that the leader got up and he was still sitting, so he hurriedly got up, hesitating for a moment and forgot what to say: "Ah, it's okay... no, I mean I didn't see it..."

"Yeah." Zheng Fuhu was still indifferent, as if he didn't care whether he saw it or didn't mind, he took off his coat, and lay back on the bed with only an open shirt, "The one I just said, men and men Yes, I just heard - it is said that some people are addicted to it after experiencing it, and they need it every day like ordinary people eat and drink. If they are not satisfied, they will breed extreme psychology and double their pursuit of more exciting experiences. In this case, a fixed partner is obviously not enough, from this point we do not rule out the possibility that the murderer is a human being."

Bai Wutu poured another glass of water and gulped it down, feeling that he couldn't speak in front of the well-informed Zheng Bureau.

Zheng Fuhu: "It's a pity that we don't have comrades who specialize in this issue in our team, so we can't analyze the murderer's psychology. If there are, the case may be much easier to carry out."

Why not? I think your research is quite thorough——Bai Wutu nodded, huh, haha, not daring to speak nonsense, for fear of disrupting the leader's train of thought.

Zheng Fuhu: "Xiaobai, do you think it will be helpful to solve the case by simulating and recreating the scene now?"

Bai Wutu: "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm?"

As the saying goes, if you take someone's hand short, eat someone's mouth soft, Bai Wutu: "...how, how to reproduce?"

Zheng Fuhu: "You don't need to do anything, just pretend to be a murderer and cooperate with me."

Of course, there is no need to do anything. According to Zheng Ju's speculation, it is the victim who needs to do something, right?Bai Wutu: "Try... let's try."

Zheng Fuhu closed his eyes and began to reproduce the route of victim No.1: "On the first night, I was a worker who went to the factory to work the night shift. I rode a bicycle and passed the alley where you were hiding. You stopped me with your hand. , may be asking for my help, or it may be..."

The No.1 victim’s bicycle was parked intact on the side of the road and locked, indicating that the victim locked the bicycle voluntarily and at ease, and entered the dark alley with the murderer or accomplice.However, his interpersonal relationship is simple. He only interacts with co-workers, relatives and neighbors at ordinary times, and has never had disputes with others, so there is no possibility of acquaintances committing crimes.

Bai Wutu asked: "What is it?"

Zheng Fuhu opened his eyes and looked at him suspiciously: "You tempted me."

Bai Wutu slapped himself on the forehead and rubbed his face: "I...the street outside the crime scene is full of dark lights, how can I seduce you?"

Zheng Fuhu had an expression of "forget it next time", and continued: "How many people are there in the murderer? This is the first doubt. What excuses can be used to trick the victim into following him? This is the second doubt. Now, I believe I left you and followed you into a dark alley. There were several families living in this alley, and no one heard shouts or cries for help on the day of the incident, so your speculation is possible—the murderer used some kind of drug. This is also It could explain why several victims of normal sexual orientation had sex during their lifetime if the perpetrator was male."

Bai Wutu pretended to have a towel covered with drugs or something in his hand, and covered Zheng Fuhu's face in a businesslike way: "We've arrived at the crime scene, and I've drugged you."

Zheng Fuhu grabbed his wrist, stroked his hand against his face and then took it away: "This kind of obvious aggressive behavior will cause the victim to be vigilant, make noise or run outside, but there is no drag and tear at the scene. There are traces of fighting, so this is not the way to prescribe medicine. Is there any other way to prescribe medicine?"

Bai Wutu has a little research on the modus operandi of demons, such as what demons are sprayed with venom, poisonous powder, or bitten by fangs, but he doesn't know much about people. He counted on his fingers: "Water, food, cigarettes, Without knowing what kind of drug it is, it is difficult to determine the route of poisoning. However, according to the family of the first victim, he is not a person who likes to take advantage of small things, and he is unlikely to take things from strangers."

Zheng Fuhu nodded: "This is the third doubt. Now I am poisoned, and I am unconscious due to the drug effect. After your guidance, I became impulsive towards you."

Bai Wutu dutifully stretched out his arm and put it on Zheng Fuhu's shoulder, his heart fluttered, he smiled, and called out as charmingly as possible: "Master, come and play!"

Zheng Fuhu shook his head: "Not exciting enough."

Bai Wutu rolled his eyes in his heart, put his hand 20 centimeters outside Zheng Fuhu's underwear, clenched his fist and clawed it, loosened it and clenched his fist again, struggled a few times and didn't dare a monkey to steal a peach, let alone challenge the dormant dragon .He just wanted to ask if we can skip this step, but before he could open his mouth, Zheng Fuhu said: "Okay, now that the guidance is successful, I will jump at you."

...It seems that he hasn't done anything yet?

"At this time, I will bring you to my plan..." Bai Wutu just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to analyze seriously, when he saw Zheng Fuhu walking towards him in an open shirt with gauze bandages on his chest, "Zheng Fuhu Bureau, you..."

Zheng Fuhu's only movable hand was raised in the air: "Don't worry, I'll just simulate it. Actually, I don't have much research on human criminal psychology, so I can only restore the scene as much as possible to help find a breakthrough."

"..." Bai Wutu saw Zheng Ju's chest getting closer and closer to him, and suddenly felt that hand pressed on his back shoulder, exerting a slight force, pressing him to approach him.

He questioned faintly: "Wait..."

Bureau Zheng can't really simulate the scene of two people... right?Why do you find it difficult to breathe?

Zheng Fuhu acted as if he didn't hear his protest, and he still didn't reduce the force of his palm.

The parapet continued to magnify and magnify in front of Baiwulu. When his face was pressed against it, a hundred thousand kinds of resistance suddenly appeared in his heart. He pushed Zheng Fuhu away with both hands, and shouted sharply: "What are you doing!"

"Uh..." Zheng Fuhu obviously didn't have any defenses. Not only was he pushed straight on, but he seemed to be hitting the wound with both palms. The pain caused him to sit down on the bed, pressing his hands around the wound, not daring to move. A layer of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead.

Bai Wutu yelled in his heart that it was not good, everyone said it was an imitation, why did he react so violently?Right now Zheng Ju's injury is worse than ever, before being injured by the demon, he was pushed and injured first, he is a security officer who is really hard to guard against!

Zheng Fuhu gritted his teeth and took a few breaths, raised his eyes and gave him a rather hurt look, and said angrily, "I'm sorry."

"No, no, I'm crazy." Bai Wutu explained guiltily, not knowing where to put his hands, "I've never been so close to others before, I'm not used to it, I'm the one who should say I'm sorry , how are you? Will the wound break?"

Zheng Fuhu pursed his lips and shook his head, and gathered his clothes in the middle: "As long as you are fine. There is a sofa next door, you go and rest, I will lie down for a while."

What can he do?It wasn't him who was injured, and it wasn't him who was pushed.After receiving the eviction order, Baiwutu had to leave the room and rest next door.

Next door was a smaller, boxy room with huge floor-to-ceiling chests of drawers and a sofa covered in foam and wood.

Bai Wutu sat in the hut for a long time before he felt his heartbeat gradually stabilized, as if he not only didn't know where to put his hands, but also forgot how his heart should beat normally.

What was he excited about?Although a strange thought flashed through him when he first saw Zheng Fuhu today, he knew very well in his heart that the director would definitely not be a bad person—so what's the big deal about being hugged by colleagues, comrades, and comrades-in-arms?

The difference between hugging and hugging other people is probably that Zheng Ju didn't dress properly?But based on the area of ​​gauze wrapped on his body, it is actually similar to wearing a vest.The scene of the two people is just restored, with several layers of clothes separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, so what if they hug each other?

After thinking about it, Bai Wutu finally figured out that he couldn't be entirely blamed for pushing these two palms, but Zheng Ju had to be blamed for saying "this kind of thing" and "two men" just now. When you are on the scene, you will be overly tense.But he has already reacted now, and if Ju Zheng talks about restoring the scene later, he will definitely not be ashamed and embarrassing - isn't it just a hug?If Bureau Zheng can hug him, he can also hug him back, no one suffers!Bureau Zheng wanted to simulate that incident with him, so he didn't have to move, so why panic?Don't panic at all!

Bai Wutu kicked his feet up and lay down on the sofa to rest, trying to recharge his energy for the night's action. Just after he closed his eyes for a while, a small voice gradually came from his ears.

A female voice chuckled like a silver bell, and asked: "Brother Jun, why haven't I seen you come to my place to buy radishes for a long time? If you don't have money, come here, a few vegetables, I will give you for nothing. "

The voice came from the huge wooden cabinet above Baiwutu's head, it should be the "dust bottle" used by the demon to hold the past memories.

A person's life is only a few decades, and it is possible to forget what happened when he was young, and the lifespan of a monster varies according to his cultivation level. Among the existing monsters, Bai Wutu alone knows for sure that there are nearly a thousand years old It is not uncommon for people to easily forget the past, so many demons will buy a special small bottle and put a copy of the previous memory in it. When they don’t remember clearly or can’t remember it, they can take it out and listen to it. look.

However, this kind of dust bottle also has disadvantages. One is that they will continue to stage that memory, which will wear and consume the original magic circle in the small bottle. As time goes by, the sound and picture of the memory will become blurred. Almost anyone who gets this vial can read the memory inside, and some secrets that are inconvenient to be known will also be exposed.

After a while, another old female voice came from the closet: "This dress is too worn out, so I can't measure it. Just tell me how tall that child is now. I'll keep it to fit you..." Yo, seeing how young you are, your son is already this old? Oh, it’s not a son, let me tell you..."

Then a well-mannered man said: "Well... no money? If you don't have money, that's no good. I have a dozen elementary school students who have paid money to listen to books. Is there any reason to listen to books? If you really don't have money If you have rice, you can do it, and you can do it with bacon... What are you talking about? You don't have any rice? Let's go, I'm not willing to give the child this little money, he deserves to be poor for the rest of his life..."

It was the old female voice again: "Isn't this the padded jacket you made at my place a few days ago? But it doesn't fit? Bring it and I'll change it for you... You want to return it? Why? Don't you make things difficult for me? Who did you ask me to sell to... What? The child died before he wore it? Are you going to sell the clothes and buy them into a coffin? Go! If you don’t leave, I’ll report to the police! Take away your unlucky things !"

An old man said: "Take care of the meal, and pay at the end of the year. If you drop a bowl or plate, it will be deducted from your wages... How can you pay wages first? You are young and have good legs and feet. I can't catch up if you run away." It's fine if you don't do it, don't hinder my business here, go out..."

A big man yelled angrily: "The trees on this mountain are all taken over by my family. How dare you steal my tree? Do you want to make a coffin? Come, follow me to the yamen!"

Immediately afterwards, a crowd of passers-by said impatiently in the depressing wind: "I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it, go away quickly, don't block the way here!"

"There are wolves on this mountain at night, your child may have been taken away and eaten!"

"Isn't it already dead? Anyway, it's dead. If it's gone, it's gone. You can save money to buy mats. How can poor people be so particular? If you have money, it's better to buy food for the living..."

"What kind of soul? Only rich people have souls. It doesn't matter if we poor people have souls or not. It's getting dark, so don't look for it anymore. Be careful that you will also meet wolves later..."

Listening to the tone of these people's speech, it should be recorded a long time ago. The memory contained in this dust bottle may be older than the existing old demon, and the owner of the bottle has a high level of cultivation, so Baiwutu could even hear clearly the tone of voice of the people it remembered.

Whose will it be?It is an unowned bottle picked up during the case handling process, because it cannot be filed with the case, so why not just put it here?

The more Bai Wutu held his breath, the more he could hear the vaguely noisy voices coming from the cupboard - it seemed that there were more than one or two bottles in it.He sat up with great interest and listened to it, ready to listen to what happened. You must know that what is blooming here is the experience of demons. Listening to it is not only a new idea, but also can increase his understanding of demons and help him in the future. Getting to work helps.

Before he could discern the sound of the next bottle in the noise, the sound of the west wall of the director's office turning was heard.

Baiwutu guessed that the security officer had finished his work and came back to report to work...or called Director Zheng to get up to go to the bathroom, so he got up and went to tell him, Comrade Director (I pushed him just now and pressed it on the wound) He was resting now, but when he went out, he saw Zheng Fuhu also changed into casual clothes, opened the door and came out, his back was so straight that his head almost touched the door frame, he seemed to have thrown the sickness of serious injury just now into the door.

The security officer ran in with a small step and saluted: "Report to the chief, the assembly is over!"

"Let's go!" Zheng Fuhu looked back at Bai Wutu, "You follow me tonight, and you can't walk away even a step!"