"Crack", the loud slap successfully blinded Jiang Chengyan. He looked at Ling Huaan in disbelief, hoping that he would give himself an explanation, but after waiting for a long time, he remembered that Ling Huaan was blind.
"Why did you hit me?"
"Why did you lie to me?"
"Did I lie to you?" Jiang Chengyan was even more confused now, and said incredulously, "When did I lie to you?"
Ling Huaan groped and picked up the fifty bill, and said with a blank face, "Is this ten?"
Jiang Chengyan was startled for a while, feeling somewhat guilty for some reason, and quickly explained, "Even if it's not ten yuan, I'll definitely give you a lot of money."
"How much?" Ling Huaan held the note.
Jiang Chengyan said hesitantly, "Fifty."
"Isn't this cheating?"
Looking at Ling Huaan's special eyes, Jiang Chengyan felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, he said at a loss, "I didn't mean to lie to you, I just..."
"Sympathy? Poor?" Ling Huaan said coldly, "I don't need it."
"I didn't mean that, I just wanted to help you, don't misunderstand." Jiang Chengyan explained anxiously.
"How much more you gave me in total, go back and figure it out, come over tomorrow, and I'll pay you back." Ling Huaan took out 45 yuan from the cashier, put the box of instant noodles on the table, and said, "You You can go now."
Looking at Ling Huaan, Jiang Chengyan picked up the money and instant noodles, turned and left, walked out of the store, and looked back, just to see Ling Huaan also looking out the window. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, touched the face that was hurt by the beating, and muttered in a low voice: "It's obviously doing good deeds, but in the end, not only did you get beaten, but you also have to apologize to others, where is the reason for this?"
Wang Lei whispered in Ling Hua'an's ear: "Boss, that ghost has been beaten down."
Ling Huaan nodded, closed the drawer, and stared straight at the headless ghost floating opposite.
Suddenly, the bell in the store rang hurriedly, the lights that were normal just now flickered on and off, a gust of wind blew past, and the items on the cashier were scattered to the ground.
A hoarse voice sounded, as if far and near: "Who are you and why are you bad for me?"
"You are a resentful ghost. You have just formed. Once you do something harmful, you will not be able to reincarnate. I am helping you."
"I died so tragically, I must take revenge, or I will die!" There was a gloomy wind in the store, and items on the shelves fell one after another.
"Vengeance? Do you know who the enemy is? Do you know how he died?" Ling Huaan said lightly.
The yin wind suddenly stopped, and the voice sounded again: "How did I die, who is the enemy... Why can't I remember?"
"Because you died in vain, your memory before death is unclear, and you harbor resentment, so you can't be reincarnated."
"Then what should I do? Why do you know this? Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I can help you."
"Can you help me, how?"
"I can help you find out the truth about death, dispel your grievances, and help you reincarnate." Ling Huaan paused for a while, then continued, "But I have conditions."
"As long as you can help me find out the truth, I will agree to any conditions!"
"I want one-fifth of all your property, and if you agree, put your handprint on this piece of paper."
Ling Huaan took out a box of ink pads from his pocket, and then took out a piece of yellow paper from the drawer under the cashier, on which was neatly written a few lines of calligraphy, the characters were very beautiful, in small capital letters, not in any way better than the so-called so-called nowadays. The calligraphers wrote poorly.
When the vicious ghost saw the words above, he became a fan in seconds, and exclaimed in amazement: "Who wrote this word? It's so beautiful! Is it for sale? Can I hold a painting and calligraphy exhibition? I can provide a venue for free."
Wang Lei was stunned by the transformation of the headless ghost, and whispered, "Boss, is this person okay?"
"I don't want to sell it, and I don't want to hold a painting and calligraphy exhibition. If you agree, put your handprint on it."
"You wrote this word? How old are you this year? Which faction are you from?" The headless ghost was still chattering excitedly.
Ling Huaan frowned slightly and looked at the headless ghost in silence, obviously a little impatient.
The headless ghost suddenly felt an invisible sense of oppression rushing towards his face, and he said embarrassingly, "I'm already a ghost now, can I still press my fingerprints?"
"This ink pad is special, if you agree, just press it."
The headless ghost hesitated for a while, then stretched out his finger and pressed it on the ink pad. Just as he was about to print on the paper, Ling Huaan stopped him. He looked at Ling Huaan in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"
"You don't have to press it anymore, your fingerprints are gone. When you remember who you are, sign it again."
The headless ghost was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to look, but forgot that he had no head now.
"Okay, don't look at it. It's not easy to talk to me in your current situation. Do you still remember who you are and where you live?"
The headless ghost said blankly: "Who am I? Who am I... "
Seeing that the wind was rising again, Ling Huaan hurriedly interrupted and said, "Okay, it's normal for you not to remember, so don't think about it anymore. Just tell me what you remember."
The headless ghost was silent for a while and said, "I only remember that I was painting in the studio. There are a lot of oil paintings in the studio. I think my work should be related to oil painting."
"You said before that you can provide the venue for free, which shows that you have the ability to hold a painting and calligraphy exhibition, and your work is related to oil painting. It can be inferred that you are likely to be a well-known painter. If you think about it carefully, what do you remember? , don't hide any clues."
There was another silence, and the headless ghost thought for a long time before he said aloud: "There is another little boy who looks like five or six years old. I call him Hanhan. I can't remember the rest."
"Okay, I see." Ling Huaan took out a small bell, made of copper, with dense red ancient characters written on it, "Until your affairs are over, you will temporarily stay in this bell."
After Ling Huaan finished speaking, he chanted the incantation silently, and without waiting for the headless ghost to return to his senses, he suddenly felt a strong suction force, and in the blink of an eye, he was in a small space.
The headless ghost was startled, and it took a long while to come back to his senses, "Master, immortal, who are you?"
"I'm Ling Huaan, the owner of the grocery store."
On October 25, 3020, in the criminal investigation team's office, Jiang Chengyan came to the office early in the morning to convene a meeting and deploy the next investigation tasks.
"Captain, why are you still wearing a mask in the office?" Yao Min asked strangely.
Jiang Chengyan touched his face. Yesterday, Ling Huaan's slap was really hard. His face is still swollen now. He was wearing a mask to cover it up. Will break the casserole to ask to the end.
"I have a cold, I don't want to infect you." Jiang Chengyan replied perfunctorily, and then changed the subject: "Now let's sort out the case and arrange the next tasks."
Everyone quieted down, took out their notebooks, and turned to Jiang Chengyan.
Jiang Chengyan looked at Yao Min and asked, "Did that drunk man make a transcript last night?"
Yao Min nodded and said, "The person who found the body is Luo Da, who is 45 years old and divorced. He has a son who lives with him. He is in a bad mood because of work. He lives in a small family not far from the crime scene. The restaurant drank until the restaurant closed at ten o’clock in the evening. Because of the drunkenness, I knocked over the trash can and found the body inside. Due to time constraints, I haven’t had time to implement it.”
"In addition to these, does he provide any useful clues?"
Yao Min thought for a while and said, "Oh, yes, he also said that there were two people at the scene of the crime, standing at the entrance of the alley not far away, a man and a woman. Before he arrived at the scene of the crime, the The two are already there."
"The entrance of the alley? There is a surveillance probe there. If it was the murderer, it would never be standing there. But since the two appeared at the scene of the crime before Luoda, they might have seen something. Li Tong, Zhang Liang, the two of you. Responsible for obtaining surveillance at the entrance of the alley to find out these two people."
Zhang Liang and Li Tong looked at each other, then stood up one after another and said, "Yes, Captain, let's go right now."
"In addition to the surveillance there, when looking around, it's a T-junction. The surveillance of the three intersections must be retrieved, temporarily 48 hours before the incident."
"Yes, Captain." Zhang Liang and Li Tong walked out of the office one after another.
"We haven't found the deceased's head yet, and since his fingerprints have been destroyed, it is difficult to determine his identity. Now we can only start from the most recent missing persons. Yao Min, Liu Ran, this task is left to you."
"Yes, Captain, let's go right now." Yao Min and Liu Ran also got up one after another and left the office.
Jiang Chengyan closed the notebook, looked at Wang Bin, and said, "Wang Bin, you, me, and others cooperate with the police to continue searching for the head of the deceased around the crime scene, within a ten-kilometer radius."
"Yes, Captain."
"Okay, let's go."
Jiang Chengyan got up and walked out of the office, Wang Bin quickly followed, "Captain, where are we going?"
"Go to the forensic department first to see the autopsy situation."
The two came to Su Ke's office and found that there was no one in it. When they came out, they happened to meet Hu Yang, the assistant forensic doctor.
"Hu Yang, where's Su Ke?"
"Su Ke is still in the autopsy room."
"Still in the autopsy room, did he not go back all night?" Jiang Chengyan frowned slightly.
"Yes, Su Ke has been in the autopsy room since last night." Hu Yang hesitated for a moment, then said, "Team Jiang, please persuade Su Ke, plus the case of the second team, he has not rested for two days. If it goes on like this, even the iron body will not be able to hold it up.”
"Okay, you go to work, I'll go take a look."
Jiang Chengyan turned around and walked towards the autopsy room, pushed open the door and walked in.
"Su Ke, why didn't you go back to rest yesterday?"
"Murder case, and still dismembering the body, I can save a lot of trouble by dissecting the body as soon as possible." Su Ke closed his eyes tiredly, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat with his sleeve.
"Don't move." Jiang Chengyan took out a tissue to help him wipe it, and said with concern, "Look at your appearance, the whole thing is crumbling. If you fall, what will happen to the case?"
"I'm a big man, how can I be as weak as you say. It's you, why are you so particular today, and you actually wear a mask."