There is blood powder on the clothes! This kind of blood powder is made by drying the blood of the evil ghost corpse after solidification. It is the best tonic for raising living corpses, but it is a stimulation and provocation to ghosts! The evil spirit of the returning evil ghost is now strong. When it smells this smell, it will definitely attack me at all costs.
Who did it? There were only two people who touched my shoulders just now, one was Shen Bing and the other was Tan Qing. I stared at the two of them. The former was looking at the torn clothes in horror, while the latter was looking at me with an uncertain expression on his face, as if he was guilty. I was shocked. Could it be that I guessed wrong, and the real sorcerer was not Yan Xiang, but this Tan Qing
But from the logic of the incident, Tan Qing was not a suspect at all. For example, the fake counterattacks around the mourning hall and the burial of Zhao Chengshi, he happened to be in the police station at this time, how could it be him? Yan Xiang was at the scene the whole time, it could not be anyone else except him. Could it be that the two of them were in the same nest? !
Tan Qing's eyes were a little scattered, and he didn't dare to look me in the eye, but then he looked up and nodded at Yan Xiang. I turned around and looked at Yan Xiang, who was staring at me with a strong anger in his eyes.
Did Yan Xiang do this to me? The old man has great magical powers, and it is possible that he did something to me when I wasn't paying attention. But at this moment, I must calm down and think carefully from the beginning, who is the real magician!
Long Shaohui and Yan Ning were both stunned by the strange farce of the clothes and forgot to continue to chase me out. Le Wei was so scared that he ran out of the door. When I saw him, a loophole suddenly flashed in my mind. This afternoon, Long Shaohui sent him to invite Yan Xiang first. If Yan Xiang was not available, he would invite Tan Qing. But he didn't go to the mourning hall, so why did he park outside Tan Qing's shop first
Moreover, in the old house, I remembered that there was no bandage on his head, which was obviously a lie. And there was also the matter of his soul returning to his body on its own. All the blame was directed at Prime Minister Yan, which seemed to have ulterior motives!
I understand, Le Wei was leading me into a ditch. When he apologized, he knew that the owner of Shen Bing's body was me!
I thought of this and looked up and asked Yan Xiang: "Why are you looking at me like that? Have I offended you?"
"What is your intention in bringing the bloody powder to the mourning hall?" Minister Yan said angrily.
I nodded. He was dissatisfied with me because of this matter. I ignored him and pulled Long Shaohui to whisper, "Let me talk for a moment."
Long Shaohui tilted his head to look at the two bloody words on my shoulder, with a lingering fear in his eyes, and followed me to a corner of the mourning hall. Shen Bing stood on tiptoe to look at the two of us. With Long Shaohui around, she didn't dare to follow us, and kept making gestures to me, meaning that I shouldn't cause trouble again. I thought to myself, this girl should take care of herself. If I were as reckless as you, I would have lost my life long ago.
I lowered my voice and said to Long Shaohui straight to the point: "You saw what happened just now, and you also heard what Master Yan said. Someone brought blood evil powder into the funeral hall. This is a kind of stuff that teases the evil ghost. I didn't bring it. Someone smeared it on me. If you don't believe me, answer me a question. If you don't believe me, I admit defeat and will go back to the police station with you to let you deal with it."
This statement is quite clear. Long Shaohui is not Shen Bing. He has a very high IQ and actually condoned my "making trouble" at the beginning.
"What's the problem?" He is indeed a smart man.
"Tan Qing has been with you since he went to the police station this afternoon?" My question was very simple.