I panted for a while at the intersection like a wild dog, and then returned to the gate of Longxing Temple angrily. The police lights were flashing and people were noisy. Two police cars had parked there, and two police officers were carrying out Lu Xiaoxiang's body. Qu Mo also followed out of the temple with a gloomy look and got into the police car.
Watching the police car driving away with the sirens blaring, I sat on the roadside as if my whole body had been shattered. I felt so depressed that I couldn’t express it in words.
He died right before my eyes without resuscitating him, and the host ghost didn't catch him. Qu Mo entered the police station again, what a fucking coward! I feel that I have never been so useless since I was a child. I looked at the jacket in my hand and wondered where a bastard would come from to help the host ghost escape
If there is no benefit, he will not start early, and if there is no benefit, he will not be an accomplice. This bastard must be the driving force behind this series of strange events, and he is also responsible for the host ghost. I reached into my jacket pocket and rummaged through it, but it was empty, nothing, not a clue. But judging from the material and trademark of the jacket, it appears that it is a low-to-medium-grade piece of clothing, probably costing no more than 100 yuan. This kind of stuff is worn by ordinary citizens. The color also looks very old, not a style for young people.
I took the jacket to my nose again and smelled it. It must have not been washed for a long time. The smell of sweat was strong and mixed with a strong smell of tobacco. This bastard lives a sloppy life. He is a middle-aged and elderly man from a low-middle-income class. He also likes to smoke. He is also the kind of person who is addicted to the eyes. The smell of smoke penetrates deep into the fibers of his clothes.
Such people account for a large proportion in the city. It is basically difficult to dig them out with just a piece of clothing. There may be a way to leave it to the police, such as a police dog, whose nose must be better than mine.
My heart trembled when I thought of Shen Bing's pretty face that the police could not help but think of. I'll go find Long Shaohui. He also sent me gifts during the Chinese New Year. He should still remember me as a country bumpkin, "Yin Yang Ghost Detective".
It's half past three in the morning, so it's hard to get a taxi. Unless you're very lucky, like that bastard just now, you're going to get caught.
It took almost two hours to walk all the way to the police station. Fortunately, it's almost dawn, so we can't wait long. It was still very cold in the early morning of spring. I wrapped my shirt tightly and was still shivering from the cold. I didn’t care about the smell of sweat on the bastard’s jacket and put it on my body.
I finally waited until dawn, and hurriedly ran to the food stall that had just been set up on the street. I ordered a large bowl of soy milk and ate a pancake and fruit. My whole body felt warm and comfortable.
At half past eight, I saw Shen Bing's car drive into the door of the police station. I hurriedly pulled up my collar and covered half of my face, not wanting her to see me. I don't know why, I'm so afraid of seeing her. Perhaps this is a feeling of inferiority after being injured.
But I turned my head involuntarily and nervously watched her get out of the car, her high heels stepping on the rhythmic melody, and Gadagada walked into the building. Then, my heart plummeted again.
I was so devastated that I waited outside the police station gate until ten o'clock in the morning, but I didn't see Long Shaohui appear. Later, when I went in to inquire, I found that Long Shaohui was on a business trip and might not be able to come back in the near future. Damn, the wait was in vain. I looked up at the stairs and raised my feet several times, but I didn't have the courage to go up. I gritted my teeth and turned around and went out.