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Xiao Song asked in a low voice, "Who is this person?"

Lu Wangzhi withdrew his gaze: "The person from the Operations Department is Ye Yipeng."

Xiao Song has always dealt with the Feng Shui Department more often, but he has only heard his name for a long time and has not seen him with the Action Department, so he asked curiously: "Is he very powerful?"

Lu Wangzhi had a strange expression on his face: "It should be..." He hadn't dealt with Ye Yipeng much before. The only time he had a bad impression was the time when he rushed into the evil spirit. The impression was not very good. Later, when he looked back on the whole operation, he felt that this person's actions were deviant. Do it according to the established arrangement.

Over there, Cao Wei saw the people from the Operations Department coming, so he rushed to meet them.

Ye Yipeng had to look at the transcript a few times, and asked, "Are there still police forces?"

Cao Wei: "Uh...this." He turned his head to look at the subordinates beside him, and the subordinates moved forward cleverly: "Everyone has been dispatched, and the police force is a bit insufficient."

Ye Yipeng said lazily, "Where are they all sent?"

The subordinate looked at Zhuang Sui's direction and said, "Director Zhuang of the Feng Shui Department said that there are a few places that he wants us to send people to watch over, so we sent out the remaining police force."

"Director Zhuang?"

Ye Yipeng followed the other party's line of sight, his eyes first stopped on Lu Wangzhi, and finally fell on Zhuang Sui's face.

"Call them back. When we just came here, we have surveyed the entire Ding Village from the sky. It is not difficult to solve this problem, but we need to deploy a formation to purify the ghost energy. The more positive the energy of this formation, the more effective it is. Police The five elements belong to fire, which is especially suitable."

The subordinates immediately went to see Cao Wei, who nodded, "Then call back and listen to Ye Ke's orders."

Xiao Song, not far away, couldn't help but want to refute. It was not Cao Wei's turn to direct the police dispatch, but Deputy Yuan of their Criminal Investigation Brigade was absent because of another important case. It was okay when the Dingcun case had no clue. As soon as the person came, this Cao Wei wanted to stand up and become the master.

Zhuang Sui, who was next to him, pressed his shoulder quickly: "Don't conflict with them."

"But……"

"But what is it?" Zhuang Sui licked his lips in the direction of Lu Wangzhi, "Our Lu Ke was ridiculed just now, do you think he is angry?"

Xiao Song looked up at Lu Wangzhi, and seeing that he was indeed calm, he couldn't help calming down.

"Lu Ke, what shall we do next?"

Lu Wangzhi looked at him strangely: "What else can I do, I just consumed too much spiritual power, and now I can't use any spells."

Xiao Song was dumbfounded.

He thought that Lu Wangzhi's calmness was a sign of confidence, but he didn't know that the other party was a bachelor commander.

Zhuang Sui said at this time: "Let them go to work, it's best for them to solve this matter, and it will save us trouble."

Xiao Song looked left and right, and saw that the two great gods didn't mind being taken away for their achievements, and thinking of Fengshui's reputation as the bottom of the Buddha School, he could only sigh: "That's all right, I belong to the Criminal Investigation Brigade here. I need to listen to Cao Wei's orders, Director Zhuang, you should still call me if you need it."

Xiao Song went to find Aunt Chen to take notes, and Lu Wangzhi found that Ye Yipeng and Cao Wei had also left, and the area to the east of Ding Village should be the direction to go.

Suddenly it began to rain lightly, pattering down on the heads of the two of them. The sultry air was mixed with the smell of all kinds of household garbage around them, challenging Lu Wangzhi's nerves everywhere.

Hearing the faint complaints floating in the sound of the rain, he lowered his head to look at the palm that could not release the spiritual power, and frowned slightly.

The battle just now was too hasty, and Zhang Xujie's actions were too desperate. He had to mobilize all his spiritual power to resist the impact of that moment. At this time, his spiritual power was exhausted. It is difficult.

But he had an intuition that the matter in Ding Village tonight would not end so easily. While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a cooing sound approaching from far away.

Lu Wangzhi turned his head to look, and saw the wooden pigeon from the unit flying towards it. The green back hair was illuminated by the gloomy light next to it.

Dan San stood still on Zhuang Sui's shoulder, tilted his head and grunted, and then Lu Wangzhi noticed something hooked on its paws, and just as it seemed familiar, he saw the thing fall off its paws with a whoosh, and spontaneously moved towards him and him. Zhuang Sui wrapped it around his hand.

The whole process happened between lightning and flint, and when Lu Wangzhi reacted, the fate rope was tightly wrapped around his finger, and he was burned unfriendly.

Lu Wangzhi: "..."

"Knowing that you may consume your spiritual power today, you still leave your fate at home. You really don't want your life." Zhuang Sui said from the side, plausible like a leader, "Fortunately, I let the eggs go away at home. trip."

Lu Wangzhi was in a complicated mood.

He was still worrying about the issue of spiritual power one moment ago, but he didn't expect it to be solved the next moment. Although the method was not what he wanted, the situation was just in time.

He sighed slightly, for the first time he felt less repulsed by the existence of the Destiny Cable.

Zhuang Sui's cell phone rang at this moment, and the very old-fashioned ringtone startled Dansan.

He took it casually: "Hello?...Well, what are you talking about? Okay, keep an eye on me, we'll go there right away."

Lu Wangzhi looked at him suspiciously, Zhuang Sui hung up the phone and gestured: "Go, go to Ye Tianshuang's side."

Lu Wangzhi followed quickly: "What's wrong?"

"Didn't I ask Zhou Huai and the others to go and see Ding Zhirong's houses?"

"That's right." Lu Wangzhi nodded.

"Zhou Huai found that there was no one living in the house, and Lao Gao's was the same. Ye Tianshuang was trying to open the door and go in, when he saw someone coming. Guess who it is?"

Lu Wang asked, "Who is it?"

"It's the old man who played chess with Ding Zhirong in the garbage dump in Xizhuang Li Gongci."

Lu Wangzhi paused: "What did you say?"

"The old man didn't enter the house, but took a bag of garbage from the back of the house. Ye Tianshuang checked the messages with Zhou Huai and the others, and found that the old man also went to Zhou Huai's house just now."

The two talked while walking, and ran all the way along the map marked in the afternoon, Dan San followed behind, because the alleys were full of random wires, and they were almost entangled several times.

Zhuang Sui glanced back at it, then looked down at the fate rope hanging between the two of them, and couldn't help sighing: "After you get used to it, the fate rope is actually nothing." Hold each other back.

On the way, Ye Tianshuang sent Zhuang Sui a real-time location. Five minutes later, the two sides collided head-on. Ye Tianshuang panted heavily, and pointed to the tricycle that turned into a deep alley not far away: "That! ... over there!"

Zhuang Sui: "Okay, you don't have aura, so don't follow, wait until Zhou Huai and the others arrive."

Lu Wangzhi also nodded at her, and then followed Zhuang Sui to chase the tricycle.

Ye Tianshuang followed their backs, and vaguely saw something flickering between them, but they ran so fast that they disappeared around the corner before she could see clearly.

"The car is there." After passing through the narrow alley, Lu Wangzhi saw a tricycle parked at the entrance of the alley. Several plastic bags had been placed on the wooden boards in the back seat of the car, but the old man had disappeared. "Where is the person? He ran away? "

"No, it's there!" Zhuang Sui pointed to a house not far away, Lu Wangzhi looked intently, and saw the old man surnamed Li bent over and dragged out a sack from under a stone bench.

When Lao Li was moving, he accidentally knocked the back of his hand on the edge of the stone bench and cursed. After standing still and turning around, he found two people standing behind him at some point.

He shook his hands in fright, and the sack fell to the ground. After seeing who the two were, he calmed down, picked up the sack deftly, and complained, "Oh, I scared the hell out of me. I thought it was who! Both of you Comrade, the people at night are scary, scary to death!"

Lu Wangzhi looked at the sack in his hand and asked, "What's in the bag?"

"Bag?" Lao Li was stunned for a moment, then lifted the sack and shook it, "What are you talking about? I collect garbage every day, so what else could it be? Of course it's garbage."

"let me see."

"Hey—hey!"

Old Li couldn't stop Lu Wangzhi, watched him open the sack and rummaged through it, so he leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette for himself. "There's nothing to dig through this garbage."

He was puffing and puffing while talking, his expression hidden behind the smoke couldn't be seen clearly, only he could be heard rambling on and on, "I still have garbage collected in several places, if I delay, I won't be able to collect it tonight over."

Zhuang Sui glanced at him: "You are very particular about collecting garbage, sir. You collect it for Ding Zhirong? It's 700 yuan, so don't collect it carefully."

Lao Li's expression changed instantly.

"What 700 yuan, don't talk nonsense."

At this moment, Lu Wangzhi took out a towel, took it up and looked at it carefully, and handed the side covered with dark red marks to Lao Li: "What is this?"

Lao Li glanced at it, "Towel."

"I asked you what the marks on the towel were."

"It's someone else's garbage, how do I know what's rubbed on it?"

Lu Wangzhi was not impatient when he saw that he looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

He glanced back at Zhuang Sui, who seemed to know what he was going to do, and kicked open the door next to him.

The two slipped old Li Ti in, and closed the door again with a bang.

The house was so dark, Lao Li was a little scared: "You... what are you doing?"

Zhuang Sui turned on the light with a snap, and the pale light shone down, making both him and Lu Wangzhi look gloomy.

"What garbage is worth spending 700 yuan to collect?" Lu Wangzhi looked at the towel in his hand, "Is there blood on this towel?"

Lao Li calmed down, and said firmly, "You said it was blood? And what happened to the blood? There was a sweat towel I used on the tricycle outside, and there was blood on it too! You can go and see—"

"I think you still don't understand." Lu Wangzhi interrupted him.

The old man was taken aback: "I don't understand what."

Lu Wangzhi walked around in front of him and looked at him condescendingly: "Just half an hour ago, Ding Zhirong almost died at the hands of Zhang Xujie."

"What Zhang Xujie..." Lao Li raised his head in a daze, and suddenly his expression changed drastically, "Wait, you said Zhang, Zhang...is that Xiao Zhang who rented his house?"

Lu Wangzhi stared straight into his eyes: "Zhang Xujie is dead, but when he comes back as a ghost, he will be the first to seek revenge from Ding Zhirong."

Cold sweat slid down Lao Li's forehead, he shook his lips and forced a smile, "Don't be kidding, little comrade... what a ghost, I haven't seen the old man in my life for so long, how can you investigate cases better than me?" Still superstitious about these things.”

Lu Wangzhi had an unpredictable expression on his face: "Because what we are investigating is not an ordinary case."

Lao Li looked left and right, and saw that Lu Wangzhi and Zhuang Sui both looked serious, and they didn't seem to be talking casually, so they were a little taken aback.

"Zhang Xujie was the first to become a ghost. There are many other ghosts lingering in the village. They are now looking for Ding Zhirong who is hiding in the village. Do you think the owner of the blood on the towel will find this house?"

Lu Wangzhi's unwavering voice echoed in the room, Lao Li didn't know what he thought of, his face was blue and white, and the clothes on his chest were wet with sweat.

Lu Wangzhi didn't look at him again, threw the towel in front of him, then pulled out a hemp rope from the debris at his feet, and tied Lao Li to the exposed sewer pipe next to him. "Since you don't say anything, then you can stay here."

After speaking, he left the person where he was and called Zhuang Sui to go out.

Only then did Lao Li realize the seriousness of the matter, and tried to look back at them in horror.

"Hey! Don't go! Let go of me—hey!"

The door opened and closed, and the moment it closed, the light in the room flickered and went out.

Lao Li suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing through his body, but this house has no windows, so where is the wind coming from!

The dark wind blew his hair and stopped in front of him, Lao Li couldn't see anything, and was so scared that he held his breath.

One, two, three...

The sound of chewing sounded in front of him, as if someone was eating something bite by bite...

Lu Wangzhi outside the door listened to the movement in the room, and couldn't help but ask, "What did you put in there to scare him?"

Zhuang Sui raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Didn't you also blow a cold wind in?"

The two looked at each other, seeing a sly smile in each other's eyes.