Death Spell

Chapter 3

"Are you waiting for this bus too?" Tang Song asked.

Anya stared at the station sign. The direction of this bus was exactly opposite to her home. She shook her head and said, "No... I came here specially to thank you." Then she took out a perfume bottle from her bag and turned to Sprayed in the air, "This is a new product from our company, Miss Tang, how do you smell it?"

After Tang Song heard the words, he sniffed the air carefully, and found that there was no smell, so he smelled it again.

This seriousness seemed a little funny to Anya.

A black car stopped in front of the station, Anya took out her business card and handed it to Tang Song, turned around and opened the rear door, smiled at her and said, "This is my business card, the address is at No. 13, Cangsheng Road, if you have any news, please call Me." With that, he got into the car.

Tang Song just nodded towards her, watched the car leave, and then set his eyes on the business card.Tang Song looked strange, never seen such a simple business card.The business card itself is khaki, with a name and a phone number on it.

There was nothing on the back either. Tang Song didn't notice that when she turned the card over, the lights at the station dimmed and a light came out from the card.

"Miss is willing to give away her business card to outsiders for free. It's really rare." Uncle Wang said while driving.

"I've watched a lot of entertainment news lately... I've become more and more gossip." Anya kept her chin down, looked at the night sky outside the window, and said calmly, "I rarely meddle in my own business, but I just want to do a good deed before the end of my life." .”

"Miss?" Uncle Wang's voice was a little worried.

"Don't worry. Life is a matter of life and death. What should come will come. At most, I can live for half a year..." Anya looked away, which made Uncle Wang even more worried. After all, how could he be willing to accompany her for so many years.

"If you have anything to do, just tell Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang will protect you." Uncle Wang said seriously.

"This is my catastrophe, no one can help me. Uncle Wang, do you still remember what I told you about Master Pilgrimage?" Anya said lightly.

The car stopped in front of a red light, Uncle Wang turned his head, his old face could not hide his surprise: "The warm jade is in the heart, and Linglong is by the side, it is your catastrophe. Could it be..."

Anya nodded: "Master Shen, let me help him find Yu Linglong."

Uncle Wang: "..."

"These three major families had what I was looking for, but I didn't expect to find it, but let me respond first. So... this is fate, I can't hide." Anya frowned slightly, and sighed.

"Miss……"

"Don't worry! Look at me like this and you know that I'm not an appointed person. If I had been appointed, I would have died long ago. Besides, the master also said that this is my catastrophe, not a catastrophe." I don't know whether these words are to appease Uncle Wang or himself.

Red light turns green.

Uncle Wang nodded and continued to drive: "Tomorrow, I will help you collect such relevant information."

"Well, you've worked hard. Uncle Wang..."

In the early morning of the next day, Tang Song felt that the more he slept, the more tired he became. He stretched his waist and his neck was as heavy as a stiff neck. He saw that there were three missed calls, all of which were Liu Xin.

Call back and ask: "It's so early, what's the matter?"

"Sister Tang, Corey asked when the report will be handed in. The family members of the deceased want to let them be buried as soon as possible." Liu Xin asked.

"I have already prepared yesterday's report and sent it to Corey. The family members can only appease them. If it is a homicide, they hope to find the murderer. Also, the police said why the deceased did not go home for a few days, and the family members did not Looking for?" Tang Song said lazily.

"I have a question, but the statements of the family members of the three deceased are consistent. It is normal for them to not go home for a few days after playing cards, so there is nothing suspicious. By the way... Sister Tang... Yesterday... I was talking a lot of nonsense, I'm sorry." Liu Xin said apologetically.

"No need to apologize, you didn't say anything."

I always felt that he was acting weird today, and I usually don't need to ask for advice on this kind of thing, but I actually made three phone calls today.

"Ah...well, when I left yesterday, I saw you and that...Sister Tang, you...know each other?" Liu Xin said.

The corner of Tang Song's mouth curled into a smile. It turned out that the kid saw her standing with Anya at the station.

"It counts... I know you."

"Great..." On the other side of the phone, Liu Xin was so happy that he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. He cheered, coughed several times immediately, and said in relief: "No... I... didn't mean that. Sister Tang, I mainly I'm reporting to you."

"Okay, I know. I will ask her to meet a friend in two days. You can go together when you are free." Tang Song said.

"Okay, free time."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Song shook his head with a helpless smile, and walked into the bathroom with his clothes.

After tidying up, he made breakfast and went to the next room, pushed the door open and looked at the girl sleeping sprawled inside who had no image at all, and shook his head.

He wanted to wake her up, but saw the model on the desk beside him.

She pursed her mouth that was about to open, thinking that this girl was very busy with her graduation project yesterday.

He gently closed the door and came to the dining table to have a simple breakfast.Going back to the room, sitting on the chair, picking up the archaeological book with a bookmark in her pretty slender white hand, under the book is the briefing on the disappearance of the archaeological team two years ago.

I didn't know the time had passed while reading a book, and only after listening to the sound outside did I know that the little thing next door had woken up.Just as I was thinking about it, the door was pushed open by a girl with hair like seaweed, with half-blurred eyes and a lazy voice: "Sister, I'm so hungry."

"I didn't leave you breakfast." Tang Song closed the book and said.

"This breakfast is too light. I want to eat meat. I'm still growing..." Tang Qing groaned twice and then his eyes fell on the books on Tang Song's table. His eyes lit up and he said, "Sister, you bought it. The hardcover version of Shiji, lend me a look."

"Do you like history?" Tang Song smiled.

"Recently, my classmates said it was good, so I'll take a look first. I'll go out to have dinner with my classmates at noon, and I'll bring you meat to eat in the evening." Tang Qing looked sunny, holding a thick book of history, and left the room forgetting his original intention.

Looking at the closed door, Tang Song shook his head helplessly, but his eyes were fixed on the old newspaper.He picked up the newspaper, read it again and again, and glanced at the ring on his left middle finger, frowning slightly.

At noon, he had to go to the department to hand in the report. After packing up, Tang Song walked out of the room in a professional attire, but froze in place.

Looking at the person on the sofa who said he wanted to read Shiji but now covered Shiji as a quilt, he was soundly asleep at this time.

Smiling and picking up the thick historical records, if you are pressed by such a heavy book, it will be bad for your heart.He took out a thin blanket to help cover it, took out two red bills from his wallet and put them on the table before leaving.

As soon as Tang Song entered the department, he saw Liu Xin outside bowing his head and bowing to a few people who didn't know what to explain.

Liu Xin saw that Tang Song followed, and said sadly, "Sister Tang, I'm exhausted...I stayed with the family members of the deceased this morning. The family members mean that they are afraid of bad luck and want to bury them as soon as possible."

Tang Song walked towards the office with strides, and asked as he walked, "Is there any news from the forensics department?"

Liu Xin shook his head: "It's still being sorted out, but there is basically no suspicion of homicide. They are innocent and honest people. Isn't the cause of death you investigated also gas poisoning?"

Tang Song paused, as if thinking of something, looked at Liu Xin and said, "The report from the tea restaurant is that they have ordered takeaways for five consecutive days?"

Liu Xin nodded, not knowing what Tang Song meant.

"Since it's a takeaway order, how could there be gas poisoning?" Tang Song asked.

As if a sentence hit the point, Liu Xin immediately ran to the reference room knowingly to take out the materials and contact the people from the criminal investigation department.

Tang Song returned to the office with a smile and began to sort out the documents, but received a call from a friend.

"Shall we have dinner together tonight? I'm in a bad mood." A lively voice came from the phone.

"My sister said that she would bring me something to eat when she came back at night." Tang Song responded with the phone held between his shoulders and typing a report with both hands.

"Then...afternoon tea?" The other party insisted.

Tang Song looked at the time, pondered for a few seconds, and said, "I'll go to the bureau for a meeting in a while, and I may have time. Drinks and drinks are fine."

"Okay, then you go and tell me." The other party happily hung up the phone.

Tang Song put the phone aside and continued to organize the files carefully.

After the busy meeting in the afternoon, it seemed that I was too tired to bear anything without doing anything this day.Arrived at the place first, ordered a cup of latte, and waited patiently for the guy who was late to ask her.

This is a very stylish coffee shop surrounded by books. While waiting for coffee, Tang Song came to the bookshelf and found a book that he liked to read a long time ago.

Tang and Song's favorite jazz music was playing in the coffee shop, and the frothy coffee was served, and the person who asked her to come showed up after halfway through the coffee.

A woman in a black suit with a briefcase and long hair.

"I'm sorry, Tang Song, when I came here, I happened to have a patient with a temporary appointment, and it's time to deal with it." The woman smiled with her peach blossom eyes narrowed.

Tang and Song Zheng watched with relish, and there was a trace of displeasure between the raised eyebrows, but it wasn't because the woman was late, but because she was seeing something exciting.

Reaching out and pressing the phone, he was a full hour late.

"Doctor Zhang's psychological clinic is so busy? It seems that this month's income is good." Tang Song joked.

Zhang Ning curled his lips and said, "Yes, I'll buy this coffee."

"You thought you ran away?" Tang Song pursed his lips and smiled, as if thinking of something, he said, "I went to the bar yesterday and met a woman who seemed to have some mental problems. So... I took her business card and planned to Introduced to you to have a look."

When Zhang Ning heard this, he grinned happily and said, "As expected of my good sister, she always wants to help me get business in places like bars."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm just relaxing with my subordinates." As he spoke, he took out the unique business card and planned to call to make an appointment, and said, "Remember to offer a discount."

Zhang Ning nodded, indicating that he understood.

Tang Song dialed the phone, but it took a long time to connect. It was an old man's voice: "Hi, may I ask who you are?"

Tang Song was taken aback for a moment, and said politely: "Hello, my name is Tang Song, is Anya there? Yesterday...we had a conversation."

"Oh, it's Miss Tang, wait a minute." A distant voice came from the phone: "Miss, it's Miss Tang."

With the sound of small footsteps, Anya's lazy voice came from the phone: "Hello."

"Hi, I've already made an agreement with my friend. I wonder when Ms. An will be free?" Tang Song said.

On the other end of the phone, Anya stroked the center of her eyebrows with her hand, and after thinking for a long time, she finally remembered what was going on, so she said "Oh", "I'm free today, is that okay?"

Tang Song blinked, stared at Zhang Ning who was looking at her, and replied, "Yes."

"Then Miss Tang, please bring your friend over here, first." An Ya hung up the phone after speaking.

Tang Song: "..."

Zhang Ning: "What's wrong?"

Tang Song: "I want you to go there now."

Zhang Ning: "..."

Tang Song: "What?"

Zhang Ning: "I never provide door-to-door service."

Tang Song: "Then are you going?"

Zhang Ning: "... let's go."