When Feng Si saw that Maitreya was using Shamen etiquette, but he reported to the agency, he couldn't help frowning slightly.
"That's how it is, senior, now there is a new department on it. This time about Chen Zhuzhu..." Awei frowned when he saw the wind, thinking that he would be wrong, and quickly explained, but was stopped by the other party with one hand.
"I know..." Feng Si stopped Awei, then walked to the dissection table, reached out and pressed the female corpse Chen Zhuzhu's face, and looked at her calf shot by the gun. Seeing that the edge of the wound collapsed and sank, he couldn't help but shake Shook his head.
"It seems that Zhuzhu was taken advantage of. She committed contempt?" Feng Sifang said as he asked Ah Wei.
"Drug delivery!" A Wei stretched out his index finger.
"Then Wang Sheng, do you see that there is no West?" Feng Si turned his head and looked at Maitreya.
"Use the corpse to transport poison." Maitreya pursed the corner of his mouth slightly, not accustomed to the gaze of the policeman.
"Hmm... Is it a contempt?" Feng Siwei nodded in satisfaction, and continued to ask.
"I don't know, but I think her head is a bit weird, and I just want to take a look." Maitreya rolled her eyes and reached out to touch the head of the female corpse Chen Zhuzhu.
"Huh, there are five ways to borrow a corpse in Qimen..." Feng Si snorted coldly.
"What about the strange door?" Maitreya was a little upset. He could see that the Feng police officer was not looking for fault with himself, he was purely trying to teach himself, but his temper was too hard and his speech was not very pleasant, so he was straightforward. Replied.
"... Qimen borrows the five methods of the corpse, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, all have to cast spells and spells." Feng Si's expression was slightly stagnant, but then he could only finish his words.
"Come, you find it." Maitreya stepped back, letting go, and Feng Si did his part, trying to hit him in the face with facts, but Chen Zhuzhu was bald and could not find anything.
"She has the relics and the autopsy report, where is it?" Feng Si was a little bit unconscious on his face and asked Ah Wei.
"At the police station..."
"What's the post-mortem report for this thing!" Maitreya took a scalpel and small utensils from the table, digging out the hollow above Chen Zhuzhu's head, and churning out a paste-like transparent substance.
"Old man, in everything, be calm and have a good temper." Maitreya handed a small vessel containing a transparent substance to Feng Si and exhorted him.
Feng Si looked at the transparent glue in the small container, his face was a little dark, and he stared at Maitreya to reprimand.
"Do you know that you are destroying the body and destroying the evidence? Your instructor..."
"I'm sorry, old man, I'm not a police academy. I'm only responsible for hunting ghosts, not for judging the case." Maitreya interrupted Feng Si peacefully. He is not a policeman, and he does not care about the investigation!
"Well, you find the master behind this matter." Feng Si heard this, and a smile appeared on his black face.
"This is not your job!" Maitreya did not answer the words, but passed the small utensils to Ah Wei.
"Two big guys, don't play with me, I don't understand Maoshan!" Awei looked at the jelly in the small vessel, smiling and disgusting as if crying, why he was arguing and wanting to throw things away. By myself.
"Huh, is there no way now?" Feng Si sneered at Maitreya obliquely.
"Who said that there is no way, but the method is not formal and not easy to use." Maitreya was unhappy.
"Black cat and white cat, catching a mouse is a good cat. What can you do?" Feng Sihu looked at Maitreya and asked him how to solve the case.
"Call the soul to ask Mi!" Maitreya thought without hesitation. He has no destiny yet, so naturally he calls the soul and asks the core directly.
"Do you think that the person who convicted the corpse would not be constrained by the soul and will be waiting for you to call on the soul for questioning? And even if the murderer was asked, what evidence would you use to find someone to convict?" Feng Si sneered.
"You still want to reason with the drug dealer? Just kill it." Maitreya sneered at the wind, frowning a little uncomfortably, and talked to the drug dealer about the fart, where to catch and kill!
"Kill it directly? Do you know that now is the age? Legal society! Understand the legal system?" Feng Si turned his eyes and sneered.
"Then tell me, what do you want?" Maitreya felt a little unbearable, this guy's quarreling ability is really not bad!
"I..." Feng Si opened his mouth, his expression was a bit stagnant, but then he stared at Maitreya and raised his chin, and said something proudly:
"I want to tell you for Mia?"
"Two people, don't be noisy, let's go back to the police station first, let's talk about this!" Awei looked at the noisy old and the young, and couldn't help but want to cover his head a little.
Awei just wanted to get rid of the hot potato first, but after leading Feng Si and Maitreya out, he didn't want to do that because he saw the niece Alian brought by Uncle Feng.
"Uncle Feng, are you thirsty?"
"Uncle Feng, are you hungry?"
"Wang Sheng! If you want me to say, you have to respect Uncle Feng, after all, Uncle Feng is older than you and has more experience than you." As Awei drove on the road, he was attentive to Feng Si behind him, and stared at following Feng Si. Maitreya persuaded.
"You want to get someone else's niece, don't take me as a banquet." Maitreya was upset, this thick eyebrow, big-eyed, simple and honest guy, treated himself as courteous, just like that, and wanted to pick up girls!
"On the road, don't make noise." Feng Si put on airs to Maitreya, while the young and beautiful A-Lian, in the co-pilot, giggled at Awei, making Awei shy.
"People are like this, it's boring to make it clear to you." Maitreya probed and looked at A-Lian who was giggling, but unfortunately shook his head at Awei, making Awei anxious, while A-Lian constricted a smile.
"Wang Sheng, what do you mean by contempt?" Ai Wei was said to have broken his mind by Maitreya, and when he saw that A-Lian stopped smiling, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and eager.
"Girls’ minds, you don’t understand them. They all like bad, funny guys. You are such a honest and honest dog licking. Don’t look at me, licking a dog will not be liked by girls, especially It's the kind of girl with a rebellious heart." Maitreya pointed at Ah Wei with his index finger, commenting on the situation.
"Let's talk less about people. A-Lian won't like the kind of people who are inconsistent." Fengsi saw Maitreya's comments, and licking the dog was more like cursing people, with a little dissatisfaction.
"You don't understand this, little girl, the character is the most rebellious, she is quiet on the surface, but the harder you suppress her, the more she opposes it, and she always wants to do things you don't let her do, don't believe it. You ask her yourself." Maitreya saw the wind and the four old people were serious, but she was dissatisfied with herself, but patted the front seat.
"Alian?" Feng Si hurriedly asked.
"Uncle, don't listen to this guy's nonsense." A-Lian scowled, turned her head and glared at Maitreya, but seeing the young man's handsome face, clean and hearty, she blushed and smiled unconsciously. I don't know why. She looked at this guy and wanted to laugh.
"A-Lian, you..." Feng Si saw his niece who was going to scold him, but when he faced Maitreya, he blushed and smiled. He couldn't help but his heart beat. He looked at the two with surprise and suspicion.
"No, Uncle, don't think about it, I just, I think he is very funny." A-Lian couldn't help but giggled. Awei was very frustrated when he saw it, Feng Si frowned, and Maitreya was angry. All smiles.
(End of this chapter)