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Jiang Zhuo and Zhou He exchanged a look, both of them knew in their hearts that Yang Xinfeng's death was strange.There must be a very irresistible mysterious power for the special case team with formations everywhere and occasional spells to be able to die so strangely.

And does this power come from... rebirth?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhuo remembered a more important matter, and quickly asked, "Where is Nian Xinyu? Is Nian Xinyu okay?"

Zhou He asked strangely, "Who is Nian Xinyu?"

"Nianxinyu is fine." Huo Yan pushed open the half-open door of the office and came in from the outside. While closing the window and turning on the air conditioner impatiently, he answered Jiang Zhuo's question, "I just came back from her. Seriously, there are policewomen following you when you go to the toilet, so there must be no mistakes."

Zhou He said: "Ah, then don't let her close the door after entering the cubicle. With the lessons learned, I am a little worried that Nian Xinyu will get stuck in the toilet..."

"Hello!" Jiang Zhuo and Huo Yan stopped his disgusting imagination at the same time.

Zhou He laughed, Jiang Zhuo kicked his stool leg, and asked Huo Yan: "Are you going to ask her about Cheng Fan?"

Huo Yan said: "Yeah, I always feel that she should know something, but unfortunately she found nothing."

"Who is Cheng Fan?" Zhou He asked again, "Why does it feel like a lot of things happened when I didn't come back for a few days?"

Naturally, don't expect the air conditioner to turn on the fan in the prisoner's place. Huo Yan felt that he was going to collapse from the heat inside. He poured half a glass of water, and then wiped his mouth to answer his question:

"Cheng Yan was a deceased person seven years ago. When he held a birthday party, he made a ghost cream cake, and then he was raped and suffocated to death the next day. It's not that a few days ago that Miao Hanliang also drew a A ghost cream cake? They are also suffocated to death now, and the two graduated from the same school."

Zhou He asked in surprise, "Such a coincidence?"

Huo Yan said: "It's a coincidence. So no matter how you look at it, it seems to have something to do with it, but no one knows what it is. Not only does it not know, but there is also an even more unrelated prisoner who died inexplicably... "

Jiang Zhuo listened to the two talking without saying a word, and after a while, he suddenly asked: "Xiaoyan, wait a moment. Where was the newspaper about Cheng Fan news that you gave me a few days ago? local?"

They were sitting outside the office at this time. This is the public space for the employees of the special case team. Huo Yan looked back, pointed to a low cabinet next to the window and said, "That's right there."

Jiang Zhuo walked over to have a look.

The last time two fortune tellers came here, because they got into a fight on the flyover, they pinched from the outside to the office of the special case team, and knocked over a lot of things, including the pile of clutter piled up on this cabinet paper.

The special case team is really busy when they are busy. A group of old men are as tired as dogs every day, and their lives are also very rough. Usually, if there are any unimportant magazines to notify small advertisements, they will pile them on the low cabinet. What happens over time? There are messy things, and a layer of dust has accumulated on them.

After being overturned by two fortune tellers, these things were picked up and piled back up again. Except for the layer of dust that was shaken off a lot, even the arrangement order did not change much.

Jiang Zhuo took the papers down, spread them on the ground, and began to look through them one by one.

Zhou He walked up to Jiang Zhuo and squatted down, picked up the messy pile of papers, and asked, "Are you categorizing? I'll help you."

Jiang Zhuo explained: "It's true that the things here are messy, but no matter how messy they are, they are all the things of the special case team, and nothing can come out of nowhere."

Huo Yan also came to help, and the three of them quickly threw away the waste paper and advertisements, and classified newspapers, periodicals, and magazines by name.

Jiang Zhuo pressed his hand on the newspaper: "These, some recent ones, and some ten years ago, are all collected from various places for the purpose of investigating the case, and piled up here when they are useless. The same type, no matter what There is a ten-year copy. "T City Evening News", "Current Affairs News", "Today's News"...Xiaoyan, the newspaper you gave me is "Weekly News."

He has already talked about this point, and it is impossible for Huo Yan to understand: "There is no other "Week News" here!"

In other words, the only newspaper he gave Jiang Zhuo was not because two fortune tellers were fighting and saw it by chance, but because someone threw it here on purpose!

The purpose of that person is obviously to deliberately induce Jiang Zhuo to discover the ghost cake in the news pictures, so as to pay attention to the murder case of Cheng Ming more than ten years ago.

Zhou He immediately jumped up from the ground, and walked out of the office in a hurry: "I'll check the register to see who came that day!"

As long as you are not a member of the special case team, you need to register if you want to come in. It happened that there were a lot of people coming and going that day. Zhou He copied a large list of people and came back. Familiar name.

"Song Ling..." He pointed to the list and asked, "What is she here for?"

"Song Ling? Brother Jiang, are you talking about a young lady in her twenties? She has short wine-red hair and dimples when she smiles, but her skin is a bit dark."

Xiao Qi, an intern who had just delivered the documents to the criminal investigation team at the other end, came in, and happened to hear Jiang Zhuo's words, so he interrupted and said, "I received this person, she is the daughter of the head of the Qianyuan Sect, and she came to look for her that afternoon. I applied for a temporary activity certificate. It happened to coincide with two fortune-tellers, so I went over to fight and made her wait for more than half an hour, but she didn't get angry, and felt that she was very kind."

Zhou He sneered and said, "Just to ask you, why are you talking so much? Could it be that you have taken a fancy to someone?"

Xiao Qi said: "Brother Zhou, you are wrong. You can't think of other people's innocent friendship as dirty just because you don't have a partner."

The two were bickering there, and the familiar name also brought to Jiang Zhuo's mind what happened during the last live broadcast.

At that time, he had just found the soul of the victim Deng Yihan, but a woman who claimed to be the supervision office came out to stop him, and she kept saying that she wanted to capture Deng Yihan and treat him as a ghost. The other party's name was Song Ling.

After failing to stop her, she also warned Jiang Zhuo, to the effect that the Jiang family had lost its protective umbrella and was watched by many sects. Jiang Zhuo kept a low profile and left a deep impression on Jiang Zhuo and Yun Suchuan— —After all, there are not many people who dare to speak like this in front of them.

When Jiang Zhuo saw these two words on the list at this time, he wondered if it might be the same name, but when he heard Xiao Qi describe the other person's appearance, it was no different.

He looked at the time on the list when other people came to do business that day, and it really was the most coincidental time for Song Ling. In this way, there is a 90% possibility that she threw the old newspaper here on purpose to let Huo Yan see.

What does she want to do?Is it out of thin air to confuse the eyes, or do you hope that Jiang Zhuo can investigate the case of Cheng's death that year?Since Song Ling is the daughter of the head of the Qianyuan sect, is her father's instruction in her actions?

Thinking about it further, did this woman appear in front of them last time to catch Deng Yihan, or to Jiang Zhuo or Yun Suchuan?What was the point of her ambiguous words?

A series of questions lingered in his mind, Jiang Zhuo asked: "Xiao Qi, you said she asked you to apply for a temporary activity permit, did it finally work out?"

Xiao Qi nodded and said, "It's done, all the procedures are complete."

The temporary activity certificate is used to prove the identity of Song Lingxuan's origin. In order to strengthen management, she came here under the jurisdiction of the special case team. If she wants to participate in related metaphysics activities held in this city, she needs to apply for a certificate that can prove herself The sect's certificate, this matter is under the unified management of the special case team.

Jiang Zhuo asked Huo Yan, "What group activities are there in the Fengshui sect recently?"

"Well, it seems that there is a treasure fighting meeting."

Huo Yan touched his head and recalled: "The time is 10:30 tomorrow night."

Hearing this time, Jiang Zhuo suddenly remembered that he seemed to have received an invitation before.

The tradition of this Treasure Fighting Conference can be regarded as having a long history.In the past, in the feng shui world, it was held every five years, and a major faction was selected as the main family. Each faction brought magic weapons to the meeting. On the one hand, it could show the strength of the school by collecting and refining the level of magic weapons , On the other hand, everyone exchanges with each other and takes what they need, which is also mutually beneficial.

As a result, with the continuous development of the times, the disciples of Taoism have integrated into the society, and even penetrated into all walks of life. Although the skills have been passed down, their thinking has improved a lot compared to before.

The big scenes of sitting cross-legged in an orderly manner, preaching scriptures in the midst of incense mist and Sanskrit sounds, and competing with magic and treasures are rare. Now the time and place of the treasure fighting conference are more flexible than in the past. Some people have gathered enough people to participate You can submit an application, and proceed after approval, and the location of the venue has also changed from outside the mountain top to an outsourced business of a certain bar owner.

Jiang Zhuo felt that the boss here must be a relative of a big boss, because he arranged the Doubao Conference like a black market, and he was able to shuttle among the guests with a wine glass full of excitement without being beaten to death From this item, it can be seen that the background is very hard.

The last time he participated in the Treasure Fighting Conference was four years ago, and he still remembers that Treasures glowed brightly, with a clear voice, and even bargaining was so detached from the world of mortals——

"Amitabha, dare to ask this master, can the Baoyu lotus pestle be cheaper by 2000? My Buddha is merciful, and I would like to get a [-]% discount."

"1 yuan, not less, the benefactor forgive me, monks are not easy to bargain."

The words were still ringing in his ears, but after checking his ID this time, he was ushered in by the waiter. As soon as he opened the door, Jiang Zhuo was almost overwhelmed by the hustle and bustle from inside.

It was already late at night at this time, and the lights inside were also extremely dark. Several of the largest crystal chandeliers were listless and dark, and the small orange lights embedded on the ceiling and walls around them gave off a soft halo to ensure that the displayed The artifact's light can be seen unaffected.

Tables are placed in the middle of the hall. On the table are nameplates with sects written on them, as well as treasures to be sold and exchanged. Some people choose to watch and bargain among them.

But the noise is not mainly coming from here. Compared with the old form of buying and selling and exchanging, this year's venue has added a fighting zone.

It is divided into champions and challengers. Whoever takes a fancy to which product, and if he is confident in his own kung fu, he can choose to use fighting methods to win.

The so-called "Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Wu is the second", all the people who come here are from experts, and they belong to different sects. Naturally, no one will obey the other. The reason is not that all the treasures may take the opportunity to compete for a competition, so for a while, the area of ​​the fighting zone is the most lively.

Competitive, encouraging, gesticulating, deliberately instigating, human voices mixed together, full of enthusiasm.

The waiter who brought Jiang Zhuo in was probably still helping people mix and serve drinks at the counter before ten o'clock. It didn't take long for him to enter such a fantasy world, and he hadn't turned his head. He subconsciously smiled all over his face and asked, "Master, what do you want?"

Jiang Zhuo drunken man didn't mean to drink, and he didn't come here for any magic weapon at all, so he gave him a tip, ordered a cup of coffee with ice, and was led by the other party to sit in the rest area.

The rest area here is very comfortable, and almost no one is staying here at this moment.Jiang Zhuo looked around the crowd again, but did not find Song Ling.

He leaned on the soft sofa and took a sip of coffee slowly.Looking up, I saw two men not far away activating their magic weapons, the blue and white rays of light echoed each other, and then the white light surged, defeating the blue light in one fell swoop, and the victory was divided!

Some people cheered, some people were annoyed, what they bet was a purple gold bowl, and it was collected by the winner.Jiang Zhuo looked at the technique over there, it should be from the Taoist Jingzong sect, and he didn't know what it would be useful for them to ask for a Buddhist magic weapon.

He reached into his pocket and secretly held a tracking talisman, intending to use it to find Song Ling's whereabouts.

Each kind of talisman paper has a certain difference in paper quality, thickness, and even the protrusion of the characters on it. Although this difference can hardly be felt by others, for Jiang Zhuo, who has been immersed in it since childhood For those who want to find the talisman they want, they only need to swipe with two fingers.

It's just that the thing was held in his hand, but Jiang Zhuo's actions were rarely hesitant. After all, this time was different from every time. Except for himself, everyone around him was also an expert, in case he used it for no reason. If the spell is discovered by others, it is likely to cause unnecessary trouble.

While hesitating, a loud curse came into his ears:

"Damn it, can this piece of trash still work?! It's really not a big man! It makes people angry to see one game and lose one game. If I have a knife in my hand, I will go up and cut it right now. kill him!"

Jiang Zhuo's eyes slowly moved down.In the middle of his table is a vase of fake flowers for decoration. At the moment, there is a gray dead rabbit hanging on the flower branch. Jiang Zhuo just looked at the little rabbit's plastic eyes full of anger.

This item couldn't possibly be part of the vase decorations, it was presumably forgotten here by some guest, it wasn't ashamed of being abandoned at all, but watched the group of people fighting with relish.

At this time, the rabbit was not in a good mood, and when he saw Jiang Zhuo looking over, he scolded: "What are you looking at, and watch me pick out your eyeballs! I don't have a knife to bully me..."

The scolding stopped abruptly, and at that moment, the rabbit's fur seemed to stand up, and a small finger-length knife rested on its neck, and the blade reflected a bright silver cold light.

Jiang Zhuo held the handle of the knife with his slender fingers, with a smile on his handsome face, as if he was holding a flower branch in his hand: "As for the knife, I have it, do you want it?"

"Hey brother, what are you doing?"

The little rabbit shook its head tremblingly on the vase, and said with a smile: "You said you could hear me, why didn't you squeak, it's so embarrassing, isn't it. It's so old...it makes people feel embarrassed."

The rabbit was probably made by a manufacturer in Northeast China. In order to sell its face for survival, it abruptly changed the sentence "I" into "other".

Jiang Zhuo blinked: "Don't be embarrassed, I can give you a chance to redeem yourself."

rabbit:"……"

Immediately afterwards, it saw this beautiful but vicious human with a slight twist of his wrist, hiding the knife somewhere, and then took out another one - a pink, fairy wand.

Rabbit thinks that this man looks handsome, but he may actually be mentally ill.

Then, under its watchful eyes, Jiang Zhuo tapped that shameful pink stick on the rabbit's body, and immediately after, it found that it could move.

[Hahahaha, the tall and cold beauty is holding a pink fairy stick, this kind of contrast is simply super cute! 】

[Hahahaha, the manic rabbit with a cute appearance, this kind of contrast is the second cutest! 】

[I'm going to take a screenshot of the little spoon with a stick figure and use it as a screen saver! ! ! 】

[Warmly welcome the debut of the contrast cute group~(￣▽￣)／】

"Hey, go around the crowd to see if there is a picture of this woman, or you can ask other talking friends here."

Jiang Zhuo touched the two long ears of the rabbit, and said gently: "If you dare to run away, you won't come back. If I see you again, I will pluck your fur."

The rabbit shuddered, shook its fur, followed the animal's instinct, and jumped from the table to the ground covered with fluffy blankets, its eyes still a little dull.Jiang Zhuo kicked its fluffy little butt with the tip of his shoe, watching the rabbit hop and run away.

It is small in size and easy to hide, especially even if it is discovered, it can be fooled by lying down anywhere, so the whole mission was completed very successfully.About half an hour later, the rabbit came back and told Jiang Zhuo that the target person appeared on the second floor and was competing with someone for hidden weapons.

【Ding!After the system detection, there is a treasure fighting scene ahead, the number of onlookers is 100+, and the prizes are precious five stars. After winning, you can get a crown of "Little Prince of Hidden Weapons" and get the opportunity to be displayed on the "Annual Violent Anchor List". 】

[Life requires struggle, so hosts please come on! ~(≧▽≦)/~]

The audience was excited:

[I want to see the little spoon with a crown! 】

[Don't worry about participating in the competition, anchor, fans are waiting to rank you. 】

[By the way, I have never seen the hidden weapon skills on the ancient earth. I heard that it is very magical, but I don’t know if this anchor can control it-I heard that it is a scene that only appears in the live broadcast of ancient costumes. 】

[The new powder above, our little spoon is omnipotent~]