After being forced into an infinite stream, he slept with his nemesis

When they passed the interrogation room, they greeted Sima Zhiyuan and Wu Qiuqiu who were working overtime for a surprise trial.

There is a simple detention room next to the interrogation room, which can hold suspects for 48 hours. At this time, the detention room is full of employees of Jiuqing Environmental Sanitation Company, including the manager Liu who was injured in the fight.

"Can this interrogation distinguish the innocent from the suspects in the organ trafficking case?" Ye Qianluo glanced in through the glass window of the interrogation room and asked Mo Yuanbai softly.

"Seventy to eighty percent. Wu Qiuqiu is a doctor of psychology, and can distinguish ordinary criminals." Mo Yuanbai only showed his head in the glass windshield, and the two people inside nodded to him. This tacit understanding made Ye Qianluo feel sour.

"What about unusual criminals? For example, those who are particularly cunning, secretive, and ashamed to pretend?" Ye Qianluo trotted to keep up with Mo Yuanbai, and asked unwillingly from behind.

"With all of us here, I believe that there will not be many fish that slip through the net." Mo Yuanbai slowed down a little when he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.

The soul body can move at night, Mo Yuanbai directly twisted the method and took Ye Qianluo back to the Palace of Heartlessness.

Under the eaves outside the main hall of the Palace of Heartlessness, three people squatted side by side, puffing and puffing together. When they saw Mo Yuanbai suddenly appear, they all threw away their cigarette butts and stood up.

Ye Qianluo looked closely, two tall ones were Zhou Dafei and Fan Jinshan, and one slender one was Heiwuchang Fan Wujiu.

"My lord." "My lord." Zhou Dafei and Fan Jinshan clasped their fists together to say hello to the leader.

Fan Wujiu put down the black robe that he had tucked up when he was squatting on the ground, raised his long straight hat, and bowed to Mo Yuanbai: "My lord, are you here?" When he raised his body, his gaze was behind Mo Yuanbai took a look.

As soon as Ye Qianluo made eye contact with Fan Wujiu, he moved his head tacitly.

"Yeah. Where's the soul?" Mo Yuanbai walked towards the front of the hall.

"The hall is closed in the Soul Detaining Formation. My lord, wait for Sima to come to handle the handover procedures, and this subordinate will leave?" Fan Wujiu glanced at the hall.

"Master Wuchang, you are being polite." Mo Yuanbai nodded slightly.

Hei Wuchang gradually disappeared into a burst of black mist, and Fan Wujiu kept his posture so low every time he saw Mo Yuanbai, which made Mo Yuanbai a little puzzled.

"A small soul is worth a trip by Fan Wujiu to escort it himself. Presumably, it is for Jinshan?" Ye Qianluo asked curiously.

"Uh... Didn't this just pass by, my family burned a lot of paper money for me, so I have more money..." Fan Jinshan smiled honestly, explaining to Mo Yuanbai together.

"It's important." Mo Yuanbai took the lead and stepped into the lobby.

He is serious but not rigid, well-behaved but not pedantic, as long as he is within his bottom line, he will not say anything.

"Fan Wujiu has a big appetite. To be able to squat down and smoke a cigarette with him, you must be generous!" When Ye Qianluo passed Fan Jinshan, he quietly raised his thumb.

"He is a local rich man. He died when he was the captain, and he figured it out when he was underground. It must be taught by Sima. Otherwise, the approval process for his soul and body to stay in the sun would not be so fast." Zhou Dafei spared no effort to come out of Fan Jinshan. the foolishness.

Fan Jinshan glared at Zhou Dafei, followed Mo Yuanbai into the hall, followed by Ye Qianluo and Zhou Dafei.

Mo Yuanbai was seated at the top, Zhou Dafei and Fan Jinshan sat on both sides tacitly, Ye Qianluo came short, and before he was allocated a seat, he still hung beside Mo Yuanbai's top seat.

"Over there, your place." Mo Yuanbai pointed to the end of the eight chairs below.

He Yuxiao said that all the seats of the eight king vajras were filled up, which is really a good word from him.

"Oh." Ye Qianluo glanced at the position of the end of the eyes, and moved over slowly.

This position is too far away from Mo Yuanbai, it might as well be a pendant of a boss.

Seeing Ye Qianluo sitting far away, Mo Yuanbai raised his hand, and the black mist in the center of the hall faded away, and the ground turned into a black shadow, and there was a person standing in the shadow.

"See Lord Mingjuan." When he saw the light again, the man lowered his head and was about to kneel, when he was supported by a stream of air under Mo Yuanbai's hand.

"The new soul does not need to bow down." Mo Yuanbai's voice was light but extremely powerful.

People in the new era don't like this, and the old soul won't stop it if it wants to kneel, after all, it's a habit engraved in its bones.

"Thank you, my lord!" The man stood up, and the moment he raised his head, Ye Qianluo recognized him.

"Huang Qixin? Why is it you?" It was the No.4 victim, and Ye Qianluo had seen his photo.

"Hey, do you recognize me, my lord?" Huang Qixin was wearing ordinary clothes, turned to Ye Qianluo and asked.

"Of course I recognize it. The detective team is working on your case! Tell me, what grievances do you want to beat ruthlessly? Lord Mingjuan will make the decision for you." After Ye Qianluo finished a series of words, he realized that he had robbed Master Mingpan's Taiwanese language, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Zhou Dafei and Fan Jinshan looked at each other and remained silent.

"Tell me, why are you wronged?" Mo Yuanbai looked away from Ye Qianluo and said to Huang Qixin.

Making himself a smart pendant saved him a lot of talking.

"My lord, you, you are handling my case? You must decide for me!" Huang Qixin clenched his fists, his face became agitated, and he calmed down several times before he could continue.

"My mother died when I was very young. My father married me a stepmother and gave birth to a son and a daughter. Their family of four is harmonious and beautiful. I am redundant in this family, so I came out at a very young age. I have a part-time job. My most recent job is a high-rise cleaner, which is often referred to as 'Spiderman'. This job is dangerous but pays a lot."

"A month ago, my father called me and said that he had insured a personal insurance for me here, and asked me to go to the hospital for a physical examination. If I pass the health, the insurance will take effect." At this point, Huang Qixin's eyes were blindfolded. A layer of mist.

"At first, I was quite happy. For so many years, my father has always treated me as if I didn't exist, and I thought he finally cared about me. But I was wrong! They sold me out! A few days ago, I received A phone call, saying that the insurance company asked me to go to the hospital to review an indicator, and I took a car to the hospital at the designated location. Because it was the call from the insurance company last time, I did not doubt that it was there, so I found the car with the license plate number they said car."

"As soon as I got in the car, a tall man covered my mouth and nose with a towel. Before I passed out, I heard the man say, 'The skin is tender, and the parents are willing?' Then I didn't know anything. Yes! When I became conscious again, I found myself out of my physical body. I watched them throw my physical body into a trash can!" Ghosts won't cry, Huang Qixin's eyes were hazy.

"What's the license plate number? What kind of car is it?" Mo Yuanbai interrupted him.

"The car number XXXXX, I remember it clearly, because I was afraid of missing the agreed car, I recited it several times. It is a black car." Huang Qixin said.

"Did you see how they killed you?"

"No." Huang Qixin shook his head, "I've been in a coma, and when I wake up, I'm already a ghost."

"What kind of transportation did they use to dump the body?"

"It was a garbage truck and they threw me down with the trash can."

"Your parents sold your organs, do you have evidence?"

"No. It's just my intuition! It must be the stepmother's idea! I beg you to make the decision for me! If I don't clear up my grievances, I won't be reconciled even if I am reincarnated!" Huang Qixin said angrily.

"Okay. We will solve the case as soon as possible and let you die in peace. Come in." Mo Yuanbai took out the cigarette case and pushed open the lid.

"Thank you, sir." Huang Qixin turned into a black shadow and got into the soul lock box.

Mo Yuanbai turned the cigarette case over and over between his five fingers with one hand, and rested his head on the other hand to meditate.

Ghost stories cannot be used as evidence in court, and ghosts often tell lies, and the authenticity needs to be judged.

The hall became quiet, and Fan Jinshan discussed the case in a low voice with Ye Qianluo who was beside him.

After his death, he didn't participate in the organ trafficking case anymore. For many new clues, he had to ask Ye Qianluo later, and Zhou Dafei also listened carefully.

"My lord, I find it very strange. If Zhou Jianfeng is the mastermind of the organ case, why didn't they just compress and bury the body in the landfill? This way the possibility of finding the body is very slim. Instead, they shipped the body to Residential areas, rivers and other places that are easy to be discovered, are they afraid that others will not discover their masterpieces?" said Fan Jinshan, who knew about the follow-up.

"Masterpiece?" Mo Yuanbai repeated.

"Before, we identified the No. [-] criminal as Sun Jinhai. Maybe Sun Jinhai is just a pawn of their criminal group. The person behind the scenes is the main culprit. They used cover-ups to lead the police by the nose." Fan Jinshan added.

"There is another key link, that is, the sales channels of organ trafficking and downstream customers are all fans. Only when there is a market can there be killings. If no one needs organs, how can they take risks and kill to get the goods?" Zhou Dafei has done Undercover, experienced, the questions asked are exactly their current bottleneck.

"The principal culprit is a person with a great desire for performance. He regards organ harvesting as an artistic creation. How can a person with a desire for performance allow others not to see his masterpiece? This may be their way of attracting business? After all, killing people for organs , for many rich people, it is rare to meet." Zhou Dafei speculated cruelly, the other two frowned, and looked up at Mo Yuanbai.

"Everything is speculation, let's talk about facts. You, call He Yuxiao and ask him to look up the license plate number that Huang Qixin said." Mo Yuanbai raised his head from his deep thoughts, and said with his head down.

"Oh." Ye Qianluo responded and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Mo Yuanbai didn't say who it was, he was the only subordinate present who had a physical body and could make a phone call, was it him or who?

"Okay." Ye Qianluo hung up the phone, and Mo Yuanbai stood up from above.

The three people at the bottom hurriedly stood up.

"You, pack up and move in." Mo Yuanbai said as he passed by Ye Qianluo.

"Now?"

"Ah."

"In such a hurry? Can't...give it a few days?" Ye Qianluo still wanted to struggle to the death.

"Tomorrow, the Cultural Relics Management Office will send someone to make a promotional slogan." Mo Yuanbai glanced at him, unexpectedly did not disappear through the method, but walked out of the lobby quickly.

"My lord...don't like these red tapes, so I was the captain before." Fan Jinshan explained to Ye Qianluo.

"Oh..." Ye Qianluo suddenly realized.

By the way, where is his luggage?Asking Qianmian Luosha to drive the car from the parking lot over, will it be cheating?