Lu Yingjiu was well prepared. With a pinch of his hand, the black-haired ball appeared at the man's feet. Its round body showed great flexibility, and it jumped high and collided directly with the man's chest.
A muffled sound.
The man groaned, and the sharp blade in his hand lost its aim. He was about to lose his balance and fall flat on his face, but in mid-air, every inch of his muscles tensed up, and he performed a movement that ordinary people could hardly achieve: his body twisted in a very strange posture.
Just like a cat quickly adjusting its posture before landing, it landed steadily, supported itself with one hand, turned around, and jumped up to the shelf more than ten meters high in half a second!
As agile as a monkey.
Lu Yingjiu let out a sigh.
In the brief exchange, he indeed saw the other's eyes, glowing faintly in the darkness - the pupils were yellow.
The other party must have also prayed to the gods.
And from its agile posture and yellow pupils, the one who came must be the Chen family's spirit ape!
The one who fought with him was from the Chen family.
But if it was Chen Jiazheng who came by to investigate, he certainly wouldn't have to act sneakily. As soon as the flashlight was turned on, he should have shouted at Jing Xian and Lu Yingjiu, "Who are you! Show yourself!" and then wrestled with them in an attempt to capture the two thieves.
Since the person who came here didn't dare to make it public, there is only one possibility: it has something to do with human skin/mask!
The man nimbly hid his body between the shelves.
The spirit ape gave him amazing flexibility. There were so many clothes on the shelf, and the packaging bags made a rustling sound when touched casually, but he didn't make any sound. Not to mention that the sound of rain, thunder, and wind were mixed together, so even if there was a flaw, he couldn't hear it at all.
Jing Xian was not thinking about anything, and reached out to touch one of the shelves—
Then the hand was held down.
Lu Yingjiu stopped his movements and whispered, "Don't do anything. Just come on."
Jingxian:
For a moment, I felt that I was being disliked, and my heart was a little hurt: "Why?"
"This is where the evidence is," Lu Yingjiu said, "You always kill too many people. I'm afraid that if you make a move, this warehouse will be gone."
Jing Xian assured: "I can control it."
"Oh—" Lu Yingjiu said, "Just in case, you should just stay here."
Jing Xian wanted to say more, but Lu Yingjiu poked him on the forehead lightly.
Lu Yingjiu said with a smile: "It's not like we can't handle it."
Just like before, this poke was tingling and itchy.
Jing Xian touched his forehead consciously and quickly compromised with the beauty.
It’s okay, I thought to myself, a man should know how to give up the stage at the right time.
Lu Yingjiu walked quickly into the darkness.
The little black beast followed closely beside him, blinking its silver-gray eyes.
The talisman to summon the gods was taking effect quickly on Lu Yingjiu's body.
Gradually, the outlines of objects became clear. The clothes on the shelves had a furry texture, and every drop of rain outside the window could be seen clearly, with dust flying in the air. The five senses were clear, and I could distinguish the sound of every drop of raindrops falling, the conversation of several gatekeepers outside the door, and even Jing Xian's breathing through the thunder.
In such a world, nothing can be hidden.
When he walked past the third shelf, Wusheng looked up and the talisman paper flew out of his hand!
The man directly above was startled and dodged flexibly. But the talisman paper seemed to have eyes, and it passed through every gap accurately, approaching with a whistling sound.
The man was horrified for a moment: How did this person get himself into trouble
Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian both had their faces covered. They didn't know who the person was, and thought he was just an ordinary exorcist. Now it seems that the other party's strength should not be underestimated.
He made a gesture, and a small golden monkey appeared on his back, his eyes lit up, and he used his hands and feet in a strange posture to climb over every compartment of the shelf. In the blink of an eye, he escaped another thirty meters and changed three or four shelves.
Has he finally gotten rid of it
The man was still frightened. He was lying on the top of the shelf. Just as he was about to look over to see where Lu Ying Bar was, he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him.
Lu Yingjiu said with a teasing tone: "Why don't you run away?"
At this moment, the man turned over and stabbed out with the blade in his hand. This move was full of murderous intent and was aimed at the heart.
But his wrist suddenly slammed hard—
Lu Yingjiu seemed to be holding the man's wrist loosely, but his strength was incredible. The man only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, as if some tendon was being pinched tightly. His hand couldn't help but loosen, and the blade fell with a clang.
The blade was still shaking, and the man bent his knees and kicked away.
Although the divine ape's power was not strong, if he was caught off guard by such a kick, it would definitely break some ribs.
However, he kicked into empty air.
Lu Yingjiu's figure flashed and he had already circled to the right side of the man. He still held the man's wrist and used a little force lightly.
"Ahhh!" the man screamed. His wrist was broken directly!
The pain was excruciating. He had originally used the power of the gods to suppress him, so that he would not be completely helpless, but his fighting spirit had been crushed in this fight that lasted less than 5 seconds.
The flying kick was dodged at close range because the opponent was much more flexible than me.
The wrist was broken easily; the opponent's strength was terrifying.
There is no way to match it. What kind of monster is this? !
He had lost all his fighting spirit and just wanted to roll off the shelf and rush out the door.
Of course Lu Yingjiu would not give him such an opportunity. She hit him on the back of the neck with her hand blade, and the man tilted his head.
Completely fainted.
Lu Yingjiu picked up the wine with one hand.
The man weighed about 80 kilograms, which was not a problem for him at the moment. He carried the man and jumped onto the five or six meter high shelf, landing steadily.
Jing Xian was already standing below waiting for him. As soon as Lu Yingjiu came over, he had a bottle of water in his hand.
Road to welcome wine:
It feels like I’m at the school sports meet.
After running 1500 meters with great effort, a girl who liked him came to give him water.
… Although this “girl who likes me” is a bit weird and doesn’t quite fit the script.
Lu Yingjiu glanced at Jing Xian and secretly compared the two people's heights for the countless times.
Still missing half a brain.
He asked, "Where did you get the water?"
Jing Xian coughed and said, "Just bring it with you."
In fact, I asked a few kids to get it from the car.
After Jing Xian handed him the water, he saw him throw the man next to the shelf and walked over to take a look: "We have seen this man before."
"Yeah, I didn't expect that." Lu Yingjiu said, "This is an unexpected surprise."
This person just happened to bump into us. If someone else had come, they might not have been able to discover it.
At the beginning of this case, Xi Jinping and Jingxian tried to find Jin Xiaoyang, the person who first posted a message saying that he had met the supernatural lady.
Finally, they went to the building where Jin Xiaoyang lived, but they didn't find him. Instead, they met Chen Zheng's younger brother Chen Qi. Chen Qi chatted with them all the way and gave Lu Yingjiu a book before leaving. When they got to the building, Jin Xiaoyang jumped off the building and committed suicide.
At that time, the exorcist who was with Chen Qi was the one in front of us.
Lu Yingjiu said: "When the Chen family sees you, they will definitely be very surprised."
Take out a piece of talisman paper.
His eyes had completely turned silver-grey. The physical and mental burden brought by inviting the gods was very heavy and had to be relieved in time, otherwise it would backfire.
I held the talisman paper in my hand to cancel the summons to the gods. The little black beast rubbed around my feet reluctantly and then disappeared.
Lu Yingjiu said lazily: "Jingxian, can you kidnap someone?"
"Kidnapped?" Jing Xian said, "I can only say that I have watched a lot of police and gangster movies..."
About ten minutes later, Lu Yingjiu sat next to him, drinking water slowly. Jing Xian found a long rope from the warehouse and tied up the man.
After he was tied up, Lu Yingjiu pasted a talisman paper on the man's head.
—Even a god can’t escape this.
After finishing all this, he clapped his hands in satisfaction and said, "Let's go."
and Jingxian returned along the same route and quietly went out through the back door.
Before getting on the car, Lu Yingjiu threw out another piece of talisman paper.
The talisman paper floated through the rain and landed next to the warehouse. A few seconds later, a loud noise was heard.
The loud noise was earth-shaking and immediately attracted the attention of the guards. Noisy voices were heard and a group of people rushed into the warehouse.
Lu Yingjiu wouldn't have to worry about what happened next.
The Maybach started silently, left the dilapidated parking lot, and drove towards the end of the rainy night.
In the car, Lu Yingjiu saw his own silver-gray eyes in the reflection of the car window.
Please God, the traces have not disappeared yet.
Every exorcist will be affected in appearance when he summons gods. If he abuses the power of ghosts and gods, he will be backfired and even lose his sanity.
Road welcoming wine does not always invite gods.
He was born with bad luck. He had seen too many things that ordinary people could not see since he was young, and he almost did not survive his childhood.
This strange physique is reflected in all aspects. For example, the influence of inviting gods on you is much greater than that of ordinary people. The time of inviting gods cannot be too long to avoid backlash, and it will take a long time to get rid of the traces of ghosts and gods.
In other words, he is closer to a "ghost" than anyone else.
A few drops of rain flowed down the glass, condensing on the lights inside the car.
Just like before, Lu Yingjiu's consciousness was stroking the longevity lock on his chest.
After a long time, I thought of that master again.
Although from various results, the master is a charlatan. But at least, ghost marriage does solve the bad luck. Lu Yingjiu is half-believing and half-doubting the master.
In addition to arranging the ghost marriage, the master also told my fortune—
It is said that he will die at the age of 27.
After the fortune teller finished, he burst into tears and shouted, "This is really God's envy of talent, and God is unpredictable!" I wiped my tears and held Xiao Luying's hand tightly, "I'm really sad for you, so can you give me the 200 yuan now?"
Xiaolu Yingjiu looked at the master with tears in her hands and broke free from his hand. In the end, she didn't give him a penny and was scolded by the master for several days.
Lu Yingjiu is 26 years old now. Come to think of it, she will be 27 in just half a year.
A loud thunder rolled past, and there was a loud bang in the sky.
"…What are you thinking about?" Jing Xian asked.
"Nothing." Lu Yingjiu came back to his senses, shook his head and said with a smile, "I was just thinking that this world is quite wonderful. It was just a coincidence tonight. If we had been there 5 pm, we might not have bumped into that person. You too, after so many years, I didn't expect to meet you again."
This reply was followed by silence for a few seconds.
said: "Some people appear by chance, some people are destined." also laughed, "Like you, there is a reason for your appearance."
Lu Yingjiu hummed and asked, "What are you doing this for?"
Jing Xian said: "For everything."
…
Day 1.
In the office early in the morning, Chen Zheng was furious: "How do you do things? How did you sneak into the warehouse?!"
In front of him was a photo of the man who was beaten up by Lu Yingjiu last night.
This man's name is Chen Lin, and he used to be a worker at the Sidong slaughterhouse.
"No, no, no, it's not that bad!" The younger generation of the Chen family in front of him trembled in fear, "Maybe he used some very powerful talisman paper."
"But you didn't even know who was knocked unconscious."
The man stopped talking and looked at Chu Banyang next to him for help.
Chu Banyang sat upright, dressed neatly as usual, with his hair specially styled.
He said slowly, "President Chen, let's talk about Fan Xin's matter first."
Chen Zheng's attention was suddenly diverted, and he asked, "Is that girl willing to tell you?"
"Yes." Chu Banyang nodded.
The Peacock God of the Chu family, if used deliberately, has a certain hypnotic effect on the human mind.
Although hypnosis is not very effective, it is even more difficult for people who are very wary.
From the very beginning, when he was chatting and questioning Fan Xin, he used the Peacock God's ability. He noticed that Fan Xin was not only very cautious, but also full of fear.
Fear answers every question asked.
Therefore, after six or seven days of intense questioning, coupled with the Chen family's continuous discovery of new evidence, the girl's defenses were finally shaken.
Just this morning, sunlight poured in through the glass of the ward, and a recorder was working in front of the bed.
In the bright morning light, Fan Xin said with trembling lips: "Yes... Yes, on the day of the murder, I pretended to be Chen Yanyan and went to that bar."
Chu Banyang asked: "How did Chen Yanyan really die?"
Fan Xin showed a strange smile: "The ghost killed her. Who told her to play the supernatural game?"
Chu Banyang asked again: "Who provided you with the human skin/mask over the years?"
Fan Xin kept her mouth tightly shut and refused to speak any more.
Back in Chen Zheng's office, Chu Banyang said, "The family extermination case was murder."
Chen Zheng couldn't stop sighing.
Chu Banyang continued, "Now that the case has taken a turn for the better, I think it is unnecessary to continue investigating Lu Yingjiu in this case." He paused for a few seconds, "Moreover, there is sufficient evidence of his alibi when the family was murdered. In fact, two months before and after the case, Lu Yingjiu and I were in Z City handling the commission."
City Z and City Lujiang are located in the south and north, respectively, several thousand kilometers apart.
That was the only time Lu Yingjiu and Chu Banyang did a commission. The two of them met with several other exorcists every day, and were so busy that they had no free time at all. Sometimes they fell asleep on the table when they were tired, and they had to race against time to make a phone call.
Lu Yingjiu was indeed listed as a suspect back then, but this strong evidence directly cleared him of suspicion.
Chu Banyang is one of the witnesses. It can be said that he is the most innocent person.
Chen Zheng sighed heavily, his fat body slumped back in his chair, and said, "In the past few days, I have withdrawn the investigation personnel and concentrated on studying the human skin/mask matter."
Chu Banyang sat up straighter: "In other words?"
"That is to say," Chen Zheng rubbed his brow, "Xiao Lu really has nothing to do with this matter. Once we finish dealing with the things on hand and find out the truth, there is no need to continue investigating him."
And so everyone was busy.
It was not until night fell and it was getting late that Chen Zheng and Chu Banyang left the building.
The driver drove the car to the roadside and waited for Chu Banyang. It was already very late at night, and there were no other cars on the street.
Chu Banyang said to Chen Zheng: "President Chen, you didn't drive here, did you? Do you need a ride home?"
"No, no, no." Chen Zheng waved his hands repeatedly, "My home is nearby, and I've been exercising recently."
Chu Banyang got on the car. The car started slowly, and he saw Chen Zheng riding a small shared bicycle and sprinting away on the street.
Riding pretty fast.
Chu Banyang: “…”
Half an hour later.
Chen Zheng had just finished taking a shower and was drinking tea while looking through the documents on the table.
As a well-known figure in the Chen family, he has actually been supervising the "human skin/mask" matter.
The last person who cared so much about masks was Chen Minlan.
That lady was an upright person who would not tolerate any stain in the family. Chen Zheng had learned the cloud weaving technique from her and inherited many of her concepts, and also hated human skin/masks.
Later, Chen Minlan's family unfortunately died, and the rest of them lost interest in supervising the mask-related affairs. If it weren't for Chen Zheng who had been taking the lead, no one would have cared about it long ago.
However, persistence pays off.
Once the Sidong slaughterhouse incident came out, all the clues and covert clues found in the past could be slowly connected. If you are lucky, you can follow the clues and catch everyone.
Chen Zheng took a deep breath, drank a sip of scented tea, put on his glasses and continued to read the materials.
If human skin has been used in the slaughterhouse for a long time, then that person must be very familiar with the structure of the slaughterhouse and may be the person in charge. And after so many years, that person has been continuously providing human skin/masks to Fan Xin, proving that the production line has not been broken.
Human skins/masks are still traded to this day.
That person is so capable, he must have a high position in the Chen family and can receive a lot of information at the first time.
... No, it's not just the information obtained from the Chen family.
The Qingdeng Society's investigation was so strict back then, that person must have been well aware that the Qingdeng Society's exorcists had a whole set of procedures and methods to investigate, so he was able to avoid it so perfectly.
Chen Zheng frowned tightly.
Damn it, the more I look at it, the more I feel like I am the traitor?!
I turned to the on-site records again.
In the slaughterhouse, he extinguished a cigarette butt and left a 45-yard footprint.
He knows about the slaughterhouse, has a high position in the Chen family, and has an inseparable relationship with the Qingdeng Society...
Smoking, size 45 shoes.
Chen Zheng vaguely felt that he was thinking of someone.
But the thought flashed through my mind so quickly that I couldn't make it out. My brain ached slightly, and just as I was about to think about it, the doorbell rang twice.
Chen Zheng then remembered that Chen Qi said he would come over tonight.
Chen Qi is also a very busy man, often reversing his day and night. Chen Zheng has long been accustomed to it.
opened the door.
Chen Qiran stood outside the door and called out "Brother".
I wore a full set of black clothes today. It was hot and humid, and even in the middle of the night, my outfit was out of place.
Chen Zheng sighed: "You came at a really bad time. You messed up my whole journey."
Chen Qi smiled, his face wrinkled with a frown: "Why don't you make a cup of tea and drink it, and you'll remember it, right?"
"What kind of tea do you want to drink?" Chen Zheng asked, "How about Pu'er? I don't have the mood to make it right now, so I'll just make do with anything else."
He turned around and walked a few steps, but did not hear the footsteps of Chen Qi following him.
Chen Zheng looked back and saw Chen Qi still standing at the door.
Chen Qi smiled and said, "Brother, would you like to have a cigarette?"