The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing God and Playing Ghosts No.60 Five Days·【Third Update】

Jiang Lin hadn't reacted to Jiang Yiming's call. He didn't expect to find Jiang Ling's body so soon.

He stood in front of the window with his mobile phone in his hands, and was stunned for a long while. He didn't come back to himself until Jiang Yiming's questioning question came from the other side of the phone.

"I...I'll be right here!" Jiang Lin's voice was a little hoarse. After he said a word, he coughed heavily and cleared his throat before finishing the sentence.

He hurried to the gate of the police station, looking at the huge police badge in front of him, he was suddenly afraid to go in.

Jiang Lin stood outside, took several deep breaths, and the circles of his eyes suddenly became hot.

Jiang Yiming was waiting for him at the door, but Jiang Lin didn't notice.

He stood outside the door for more than ten minutes. Seeing this, Jiang Yiming quietly stood in an inconspicuous corner and waited until Jiang Lin was ready and stepped in. Then he moved his legs and stepped forward. Walk over at a fast pace.

"Are you mentally prepared?" Jiang Yiming asked.

Jiang Lin nodded and pursed his lips: "Yes."

"That's good. I shouldn't have called you here at this moment, and the forensic examination has not yet clarified." Jiang Yiming said, pausing, "But because of your sister's special situation, I think, the more The sooner it is resolved, the better."

"Well, I'll listen to you." Jiang Lin nodded without hesitation.

"I'll take you to take a look first. This is an illegal operation, so I hope you try your best to control your emotions." Jiang Yiming looked at Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin was silent for a while, then nodded silently: "I will, I have thought about this scene many times."

Jiang Yiming knew that no matter how many times he thought about it, it would not be as desperate and painful as seeing it with his own eyes.

He didn't say anything more, and led Jiang Lin back to the long corridor.

Each isolation room has a whole wide transparent glass, and you can stand in the corridor to see the situation inside.

Jiang Yiming led Jiang Lin to stand in the corridor, pointing to the table of broken meat: "I found it in the trash can of the meat processing factory. After Huang Feng threw it there, luckily the processing factory over there was late. It was not processed before it was found."

Jiang Lin's face was pale, the carrion was too real.

He has made many similar props in horror movies, but until now, he feels that the props he made are not realistic enough, something is missing, and the realism of what he saw with his own eyes is missing.

He was thinking wildly, and only such wild thinking could distract his attention, so that he didn't have to always focus on that table of carrion.

After Jiang Yiming took him out of the corridor, Jiang Lin rushed into the men's room, spitting out all the contents in his stomach until only bile remained, and his mouth was so bitter that he burst into tears.

After about ten minutes, Jiang Lin came out of the toilet. He washed his face and looked up at the mirror. Jiang Yiming stood behind him, watching him quietly.

Jiang Lin asked him hoarsely, "What are your plans?"

"Salvation of the wraith is nothing more than a few methods. Now that her body is found, sprinkle the soul with salt and burn it with fire." Jiang Yiming said.

Jiang Lin nodded and agreed.

They found the director, and the director took out an agreement, something like an exemption agreement, an exemption statement on the disposal of the dead body.

Holding the signature pen, Jiang Lin's hands trembled a little. He forced a smile at the two of them in embarrassment, pressed his right wrist with his left hand, and signed the name cruelly.

"In this way, my sister will be relieved, and I won't regret making this decision." Jiang Lin said, looking at the director and Jiang Yiming, but seemed to be talking to himself.

Jiang Yiming didn't say much, just looked at Jiang Lin a few more times, and asked aloud to confirm, "Are you all right?"

"It's a lie to say it's okay, but I know that I'll have to go through this sooner or later. I'm ready. I'll take it easy and adjust for a few days." Jiang Lin nodded, "I saw Huang Feng dismember my sister back then. There's nothing like the impact of that night."

The director was slightly speechless when he heard this, but he didn't know that Jiang Lin had such an experience. He looked at Jiang Lin and thought that this young man was really patient, so he couldn't see it.

He ordered his two subordinates to bring out the table in the isolation room.

The group found an open space, and Jiang Yiming drew a circle with white salt, poured the bones and meat into the circle, sprinkled a few bags of salt, and poured kerosene on it.

On the edge of the white circle, Jiang Lin painted a requiem beast with crimson cinnabar, holding a pearl in its mouth and stepping on auspicious clouds.

After writing the pen, Jiang Yiming clearly felt spiritual energy gathering from all directions.

He looked at Jiang Lin in a little surprise, but Jiang Lin didn't seem to know anything about it.

He and Jiang Yiming looked at each other, and explained dryly: "When I was a child, my grandfather taught me how to draw these things. I never thought it was useful. Now that I think about it, I can only do this for my sister. It's also a bit ironic..."

After he finished speaking, he knelt firmly on the ground and bowed to the requiem beast three times.

"Requiem Beast Lord, please bless Jiang Ling to be reincarnated, and to find a good family in the next life, so that she won't suffer anymore." Jiang Lin muttered in a low voice.

Jiang Yiming glanced at him, and the Requiem Beast was lying quietly on the ground, but it was lifelike, as if it would step out of the auspicious cloud and jump out at any time.

The bureau chief looked at it curiously, and thought that this person's painting was really realistic, and he didn't know who was better than the person who drew snakes on the mirror.

Jiang Yiming exhaled lightly, pulled out a plain white talisman, and held it between his fingers.

He slowly closed his eyes, his voice was low and empty, like the sound of heaven coming from the distant sky, he seemed to be able to hear the lingering sound of bells and chimes in a trance, and it sounded like the bell of saving sentient beings on Granny Meng's wrist:

"The imperial edict of the emperor surpasses your lonely soul. All ghosts and ghosts are favored by the four lives. Kneel in front of my stage, and the gossip shines. Go away from Zhan Ru, and be born elsewhere. Be a man or a woman, and you will bear it yourself. Rich and poor, you call yourself .The edict is waiting for everyone, hurry up and overtake!”

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his warm brown eyes, and he sternly shouted: "I will wait for everyone, and hurry up to save lives!"

The ghosts lingering in the world are always reluctant to leave voluntarily. Jiang Yiming had to urge again, and the magic charm between his fingers ignited as if responding, and the blue-green flame jumped up.

Jiang Yiming threw it on the pile of bones in the middle of the white circle, and burned it together with the indistinguishable pieces of meat.

In an instant, the flames shot up into the sky, but strangely, there was no such scorching temperature. Instead, there was a trace of coolness, wrapping around them in the afternoons of June and July.

The chief rubbed his arms, wondering, "Why do I still feel a little cold?"

Jiang Yiming glanced at him: "It's normal. After Jiang Lin's sister is sent away, she won't be cold. Maybe she is looking at you right now, thank you for expressing her grievances and grievances in front of you." .”

Hearing the words, the director suddenly got excited, and quickly said with a dry laugh, "No need, it is our duty and obligation to restore the truth for the deceased and find out the real culprit. It should be done, and you don't need to thank me."

He was terribly frightened by Young Master Jiang. When he said this, his eyes were still wandering around, as if there was something in front of him.

Jiang Yiming twitched his mouth and ignored him.

It wasn't until the bones were burned that Jiang Lin came back to his senses under the director's reminder, and moved his legs: "Then I, I will go back, I have to tell Huang Xiaobo, tell him that his mother has passed away."

"Yes, yes, can you go back by yourself? Or go back in a police car, I'll send someone to take you off." The chief asked with concern. After all, this is a relative of the victim in the case, so he must be treated well.

Jiang Lin never knew that the head of the Chief Police Department could be so pleasant and close to the people. He waved his hand, thanked him and said, "I want to walk back slowly by myself, and take a quiet walk along the way. Thank you for your kindness."

"You're welcome," said the chief.

Jiang Lin turned to Jiang Yiming again, his eyes were red and his face was swollen from crying, but now he forced a smile at Jiang Yiming: "Thank you, thank you for helping me fulfill a wish, Otherwise, I really don’t know what to do, how to live, and from now on, you will be my savior, and you can ask me to do anything.”

Jiang Yiming heard the words and said: "Then live well."

Jiang Lin froze for a moment, then nodded heavily.

After sending Jiang Lin away, the director immediately turned to Jiang Yiming and asked nervously, "Master Jiang, is this the case?"

"The murderer has been arrested, the victim's body has been signed by relatives, and the truth is revealed, so it doesn't count?" Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows, "Besides, who is the chief of the police station and who is the police? Whether the case is closed or not, you ask me?"

Director: "..."

"By the way, where are the two subordinates you mentioned earlier?" Just as Jiang Yiming was about to walk out of the gate of the police station, he suddenly withdrew his foot and asked the chief.

"What subordinate?"

Jiang Yiming: "Those two subordinates who go to the bathroom hand in hand."

Director: "..."

The chief craned his neck to look around, and finally found it behind the two computers in the last row of the police station: "There they are, those two!"

Seeing this, Jiang Yiming walked over quickly, and the two subordinates were entering data into the police station's database, but he didn't realize what the chief brought Jiang Yiming to do.

The couple's seals were black, their faces were sallow, and a pair of dark circles under their eyes were frighteningly heavy.

The director was shocked when he saw it, and quickly asked, "You two haven't slept all day and all night, or something?"

The two subordinates heard the sound and looked over, their reaction seemed to be half a beat behind, and they shook their heads slowly: "I can't sleep well, I always have nightmares, so I don't want to sleep."

The director didn't expect this answer, he frowned fiercely, and shook his head: "It's okay if you don't sleep! What can you do if your body breaks down! Go and rest, those who don't know think I'm oppressing you young people !"

"The director really doesn't need it. When we are really tired and can't take it anymore, we will naturally fall asleep. I really can't sleep now." One of the young men said, with helplessness in his words.

It's not that they don't want to sleep, they really can't sleep.

As long as they close their eyes, after a little while, they can see a woman lying on a pile of broken corpses, looking at them with her eyes open, and then stretching out her bloody hand to them.

This is really too much.

Such nightmare scenarios have been common since they returned from a trip to the meat processing factory yesterday.

They were ordered to investigate the victim's remains, which were eventually found in a rubbish bin.

They turned the trash can upside down, and by accident, a woman's finger with a diamond ring was stuck in a pile of rotting viscera, pointing directly at them.

This scene made the two little policemen jump in their hearts, but they quickly skipped it, and neither of them thought about it. One of them even joked that it was pointing at you in the dark, and wanted to marry you as a ghost wife.

The two were laughing and joking, but they didn't expect that on the way back to the police station with the corpse, they encountered a ghost hitting the wall. The car seemed to be driving into a circular alley, and they couldn't get around the processing factory with trash cans. back alley.

In the end, the young policeman who had made a joke came to his senses and quickly apologized before he untied the ghost and returned to the police station.

Hearing the words of his two subordinates, the director's temples twitched and he wished to slap each of them: "You two are short-sighted or something? Can you just joke around!?"

"..." The two subordinates lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound, one of them was timid and sobbed.

Jiang Yiming was funny and helpless. It must be the two people Jiang Ling tossed, but Jiang Ling obviously just frightened him twice and did nothing out of the ordinary. What a nightmare to worry about.

However, the words "Don't read about ghosts and gods" really need the two of them to memorize them carefully, they are both brats.

Jiang Yiming rolled his eyes in his heart, and put on airs: "You two recite the death mantra for Jiang Ling for a few days, and the merits and demerits will be equal, and you will be fine."

"Really!?"

"who are you?"

The two asked at the same time.

The director patted one of them on the head: "Just do it! What nonsense!"

"Oh oh oh." The young man responded quickly.