Ninety-third bowl of soup (ten)
"..."
Meng Daxian and Qing Huan looked at Zhong Xun who had rushed over, their expressions were indescribable.
Zhong Xun hadn't closed his eyes for a full forty-eight hours, and just arrived at the office and lay down for less than five minutes, when he was called by Meng Xingzhen's phone again. When he came, he went to the toilet and wiped his face with cold water, now he scratched his messy black hair casually, with a tired face: "What's wrong?"
"I want to tell you something."
"Huh? Tell me."
Meng Xingzhen handed over the partially enlarged film of the deceased: "Look at this."
"What is this..." Zhong Xun squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, "Oh, I've seen this thing before, Lycoris."
…
"We all call it Bianhuahua." Meng Xingzhen felt that this person was extremely rough, without any sense of beauty. A good flower was originally full of mystery and sophistication, but when Lycoris was called, it suddenly lost its artistic conception. "This is the symbol of our sect."
Qing Huan also did not expect that in the thousands of years of inheritance, Meng Po's lineage would use the Bana flower as a symbol. Meng Xingzhen was startled when he found this mark on the deceased, and even Meng Daxian's face changed.
"...You mean, this case is related to you?" Zhong Xun immediately felt relieved, because he suddenly had a very ominous premonition. He always felt that something uncontrollable was about to happen, which science could not solve. , including him of course. "what happened?"
"I found this on the deceased's celestial cover. It's very small. I accidentally saw it when I observed his wounds with a microscope." Meng Xingzhen's face was not good-looking. Fighting, let alone doing bad things, but something about this child made them have bad thoughts. "I suspect that this case has something to do with the traitors of our sect."
"Traitor...??" Zhong Xun was at a loss.
"Let me say it." The matter is so important that Meng Daxian has no interest in making jokes. He stared at the picture with a heavy expression. "In our sect, there are five people in each generation, and each of them accepts only one disciple. They are arranged according to the five elements, and there is no exception. My master is the elder brother of the elders of the previous generation, and he is also the head of the sect. Before me, my master also Accepted an apprentice."
He seemed to recall some bad memory, and his eyes became complicated, "My master is different from other uncles and aunts. He is just an ordinary old farmer in the field. He looks ordinary, but he has a great ability to calculate. His The first apprentice was an orphan in the village. I don’t know what happened in the middle, but when I met the master, his legs were broken. I had trouble with my family and was kicked out by my family. I met him I wanted to learn from him in fortune-telling and exorcising evil spirits, but he refused to accept it, so I agreed. I studied with the master for several years, and was led by the master to meet other uncles, aunts, and brothers and sisters. , so although my master is a big disciple, I am the latest in our generation to start, but because I am old, the master of Xingzhen called me senior brother."
"It was only later that I found out that the previous disciple accepted by the master couldn't bear such a capable but poor life and even wandered around. He felt that he should live a good life if he was capable, so he rebelled against the master, fearing that the master would find him. , before he left, he poisoned the master and stole the master's treasure. The master has been looking for him all these years, but he is very cunning and has long since disappeared."
Meng Daxian clenched his fists suddenly: "Later, I went out to help people catch ghosts. When I came back, my master was gone. After waiting for a long time, he came back seriously injured. He only told me to find his first disciple. Kill that person, take back the treasures that belonged to me, and then—”
He didn't say anything further, but everyone present knew what was going on. Meng Xingzhen said lightly: "So the master is the first person to die in the previous generation. Although my school is proficient in medical divination and astrology, it has never been able to predict the fate of ourselves and those close to us. We can see through the lives of others, but our own Still manipulated by fate, maybe it was meant to be."
"I've been wandering around all these years. I don't want to be stable. It's one thing. It's another thing to find a traitor and clean up the sect. My master must pay the price for his death!" Meng Daxian clenched his fists. He waited for this moment. too long! "This child has the mark of the Bianhua flower on his body, so it must be related to this person. Team Zhong, please let me participate in this case together!"
Zhong Xun didn't even think about it: "Of course."
Meng Daxian will never forget what that scruffy, skinny old man with a broken leg means to a rebellious and ignorant teenager. It is the best memory of his life. Master should not have died so early. He regretted it countless times in the latter half of his life. If he had gone back earlier that day, if he found Master was not there when he returned, he would have gone to find him—maybe Master is still alive now.
But it was too late.
The only thing he can do for Master now is to fulfill Master's last wish: to clean up the sect and regain the treasure of the sect.
People who use Taoism for personal gain are not worthy of using the power of Po Meng's lineage.
Qing Huan was sitting on the sofa. She had already changed into a new skirt. The hem of the skirt only reached above her thighs, revealing her white and slender legs. Her skin was like jade, and she couldn't even see the pores. Meng Daxian's words were extremely restrained, and many things were just mentioned in one sentence, but she saw the red eyes and tightly clenched palms of the other party. This is probably the only thing that can make the careless Meng Daxian take it to heart.
Their lives were too lonely and miserable, but none of them complained, they were willing to guard the world, existing silently, without saying a word.
"I want to participate too."
"no!"
With the same voice, the four present, except for Qing Huan herself, disagreed with her participation.
"Why?"
"How old are you???" Meng Daxian returned to his usual appearance, seemingly no longer sad. "What do you know? My master told me when he was still alive that his first disciple was extremely talented! I can't even match it! I have studied hard all these years, but I have made little progress. God knows what happened that day When he fled, he took a lot of treasures with him. You have such abilities at such a young age, how can you be buried so easily? If we die, you can still pass on the Taoism!"
"Uncle Master is right, little girl, this is no joke." Meng Xingzhen also shook his head, "We all know that this man is dangerous, and you are definitely not his match."
For those who have lost their conscience and are unwilling to take responsibility, divination is just a weapon for profit. If that person is powerful to a certain extent, maybe their every step of the plan will be taken into account, and that would be like a car with the arms of a mantis, it is too dangerous.
"Besides, this matter is very important. Uncle and I are afraid that we are incompetent, so we should contact other brothers to discuss it together." Meng Xingzhen asked, "What do you think, Uncle?"
Meng Daxian, who always felt like he was being overwhelmed, nodded: "Call me, the big guys come together, and I have ideas."
Qing Huan: "..."
Zhong Xun said in a coaxing tone like a child: "Little girl is obedient, go back to school, you've been here for so many days, aren't you afraid that your family will miss you?"
It's rare for him to speak so softly, but it's a pity that the little girl doesn't appreciate it. Qing Huan moved her finger, and Zhong Xun's phone rang. He picked it up casually, and immediately his expression changed drastically. After hanging up the phone, he held Qing Huan in his face for a long time: "You..."
"Me what?"
"What's wrong?" Meng Xingzhen asked.
"... The call from the director asked us to cooperate with her in the investigation, and also asked us to listen to her." Zhong Xun felt that he might have answered a fake call just now. "Who are you?"
Qing Huan thought, I am nobody. "The director has asked you to listen to me, so you might not be able to take me with you in this case."
She stretched and yawned again: "Go and check, I will know as soon as I find out any news."
Then he ordered Meng Xingzhen: "You go to contact other people and let them arrive as soon as possible. If this case is related to that traitor, the longer it drags on, the more dangerous it will be. I'm afraid there will be a second victim soon."
As a result, her words came true, and within a few minutes, the phones of Zhong Xun and Meng Xingzhen rang at the same time. When the two answered the phone, they both looked pale. Qing Huan grabbed Zhong Xun who was about to leave, and gave him a room card.
The man froze immediately: "Why give me this?"
"You haven't closed your eyes for a long time, right?" Qing Huan stood up and patted her skirt, and Captain Zhong, the super straight man, noticed that she had changed. "I opened a room in the hotel, you go to rest for a while, I will help you run to the scene."
"???"
Qing Huan smiled: "I forgot what the director said just now? Do you want him to call you again?"
Zhong Xun: "..."
In the end, he obediently obeyed, because Qing Huan threatened him that if he didn't listen, he would let something kill him. Although he already believed in the existence of that, it didn't mean that he was not afraid anymore!
So the captain of the criminal investigation team who ran to the scene today changed his person, from a strong man with a height of 1 meter and 9 iron towers to a delicate and beautiful girl in a short skirt with a pair of long legs!
The police officers of the criminal investigation team were very pleasantly surprised, because they welcomed a beautiful, gentle and lovely temporary captain! Compared with the villain bell team who always beat them and punished them and yelled at them, the new captain is simply a little angel with wings! Very cute! Even taking them to investigate the scene has the energy! Especially when the new captain said that when the case is over, please ask them to play!
At present, who cares about the identity of the little fairy? Where did the bell team go? These insignificant questions
Smoked to fly!
I hope the bell team will not come back!