Mimei’s words, if placed on the ghost of the castle, the ghost of the castle is undoubtedly a god.
But is the ghost of the castle really a fairy? Except for the lack of yin, what the ghost of the castle did not seem to be in line with the identity of a god.
I pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you believe there are aliens in the world?"
Mimei was stunned, and she didn't seem to understand why I suddenly asked such a question. After a while, Mimei said: "For people who don't believe in ghosts and have never seen aliens, ghosts and aliens are all human conjectures. The product of. So let me know the existence of ghosts and gods, whether aliens exist or not, I just exist in speculation."
"Then your guess is there or not?"
"There should be. I said that, isn't it ridiculous?" After speaking, Mimei smiled.
The existence of ghosts and gods is feudal superstition and mythology, and the existence of aliens is science. It is indeed absurd to discuss the two together.
I said, "Just chat."
"I'm not familiar with you, so it's better not to talk nonsense. It's getting late, you should go." Mimei gave the order to evict the guest and picked up the mop to wipe the floor.
I was a little embarrassed, after I got down, I started to wear shoes.
Early the next morning, Dayan and I drove to Bailu Town, Mengliang City.
As Wang Laitu said, Jiang’s big house has been burned to ruins. From the extent of the destruction, one can imagine what a fire it was.
After taking a few pictures of the scene, Dayan and I went to Wang Laitu’s residence.
The door of Wang Laitu's house was locked, and he asked the owner of the Hutongkou steamed bun workshop if he knew where Wang Laitu went. The boss said that he hadn't seen Wang Laitu for three days and didn't know his whereabouts. After speaking, he added that he had been a neighbor with Wang Laitu for more than ten years, and it was the first time that he did not go home for such a long time.
Driving back to Manjiang, I found Zhang Ling with a photo in the afternoon. Like the above, Zhang Ling is still working out in the office. She is standing on the fat-removing machine, the flesh of her body is shaking, and every piece of skin is wet.
"Sit down first, I'll be over in five minutes." She wiped the sweat off her face with a towel.
Sitting on the swivel chair at the desk, I jokingly said: "You seem to be very free lately."
"It's quite leisurely."
I took out the cigarette and found that there was no ashtray, so I had to put the cigarette again
Put it back, glanced at her big breasts, and said, "Actually, you are not fat at all."
"It's too late when I lose weight. I have a particular appetite recently, so I want to lose weight early." After a pause, she asked: "Are you here to tell me about Jiang Deren?"
"Yes. Things are not going well."
Zhang Ling didn't even lift his head, and said, "Talk about how things are going wrong."
"You don't seem to care much about this."
"Detective agencies have too many cases of finding people like this. You know my true identity. Detective agencies are just a cover."
"But this case is not an ordinary case."
"That's why I'm looking for you." Zhang Ling got off the fat-removing machine, added a glass of water first, and asked, "What the hell is going on?"
"A fire broke out in Jiang's house. We can't investigate this matter anymore."
"The cause of the fire?"
"No way to find out."
"That dwarf king..."
"Wang Lai Tu."
"Yes, where's Wang Laitu?"
"disappeared."
"Could it be Wang Laitu's fire?"
"This is just a hypothesis, there is no evidence that he set the fire."
"Where is the ghost shadow?"
"Looking at it now, after the murder house caught fire, the ghost shadow was gone."
Zhang Ling groaned and said, "In this way, the fire in the haunted house may be man-made, or it may be set off by a ghost shadow."
"At present, it is like this. So Dayan and I think that there are two possibilities for the Jiang family to disappear. If the fire is due to ghost shadows, then Jiang Deren's family disappeared because of haunting; if the fire was set by the king, Jiang The disappearance of the family is probably related to Wang Laitu. Of course, the two possibilities are only theoretical, because we don't have any evidence."
Zhang Ling smiled and said, "I'll take care of you for 50,000 yuan, so will you give me this conclusion?"
I sighed and said, "There is no way, but our ability is limited. So we also feel ashamed to take you 50,000 yuan, and decided not to charge."
Zhang Ling said: "This is not a question of money, but a question of trust. I trust you so much."
I spread my hands and expressed helplessness.
Zhang Ling sighed and said, "Well, since you didn't find out the result, then forget it. Hmm..." She groaned for a while and said, "I don't need the deposit I paid you.
Retired, I happen to have..."
I immediately said: "Stop it, you'd better find someone else. Criminal investigation work is not suitable for us at all, we can only do things to drive away evil and avoid evil."
"Can you let me finish talking?" Zhang Ling was a little dissatisfied.
"Is it about 794, or is it about the detective agency?"
I must ask this matter clearly. If it is 794, according to the agreement between Zhang Ling and I, I will be her subordinate until Lop Nur's matter is clarified, and I am obliged to help her deal with something that can prove whether there is an "alien". "People" exist.
But if it’s the latter, it’s purely a business relationship, that is to say, I don’t have to do her business.
"A matter of the detective agency."
"That's fine."
"You don't want to hear what the case is?"
"No, we just want to take a good rest now."
Zhang Ling sighed again and said: "You are really not friends enough to help. The other party has already bid two million. If you can get this done, we can split the profit equally."
Two million equals one million.
Hearing so much money, I was really moved. But I know the higher the profit, the greater the risk. I said: "Didn't you say that the detective agency is just a cover? Why do you attach so much importance to this business?"
Zhang Ling smiled and said: "Although the detective agency is a guise, it still needs funds to operate. I don't need to pay attention to small business, but I still have to take over the big business."
"You can talk about it first, and if I feel confident, I can consider it."
Zhang Ling laughed immediately and said, "That's right, isn't you doing this to make more money."
"Say it quickly."
"It's still this case."
I was stunned and asked differently: "What did you say? Or this case?"
"You heard that right. It's the Jiang Deren case."
I sat up straight, put my hands on the desk, and asked more puzzled: "What's the situation?"
Zhang Ling sat behind the desk, looked at me and said, "The situation you just told me is almost exactly the same as what the funder told me behind the scenes. He told me that a fire would eventually break out in Jiang’s house, making the case impossible. Continue to investigate, so he provided me with new clues."
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