Woodcarving to Record Abnormalities

Chapter 155: The ghost between the lines

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Seeing the appearance of Shen Xing lying on the ground, several other people also slumped down, pouting their buttocks one by one, looking towards the bottom of the plate making machine.

Then Director Deng hurriedly took out his mobile phone and turned on the mobile phone flashlight for Director Hu, so that he could see clearly.

This Hu Da is fat and obese, and the difficulty of doing this can be imagined. He hummed on his stomach, his buttocks puckered high, and when viewed from a distance, he was swollen like a small mountain bag.

Shen Xing took it seriously, and they followed Shen Xing's gaze very seriously, but they didn't see anything. The bottom of the plate making machine looked normal, just a little dusty.

However, in Shen Xing's eyes, although he saw a mass of red aura sticking to the bottom of the plate making machine, the mass of red aura always looked very faint, looming, sometimes suddenly disappeared, and then it would appear again after two seconds.

This scene is very unusual, because Shen Xing noticed that there was nothing in this place, even the bottom of the plate making machine, and there was no visible filth attached to it.

But where did the red breath come from? What anomaly does it represent

Could it be... this whole plate making machine is abnormal? !

While staring at that place, Shen Xing pondered carefully.

Others thought he would stand up after watching for a while and not finding anything.

I didn't know that Shen Xing was lying down, and he didn't feel that he wanted to get up. He just kept staring at a certain position of the plate making machine, just watching.

Zhao Wenbo couldn't get up by himself, so he lay there with him, looking at a daze somewhere.

The fat Director Hu really couldn't take it anymore, he got up after he hummed, his face flushed, his hands propped on his waist, and he stood there breathing heavily.

Director Deng also hurriedly followed him to get up, and quickly found Hu Dacheng a wooden bench for him to sit down and rest for a while.

Because the sheriff is handling the case at the moment, workers in this workshop are not allowed to enter without permission. Even if someone is curious, they still wait at the door of the workshop and dare not come in.

When Shen Xing lay like this, 20 minutes later, he observed that the looming red aura had been declining, but when it was about to diminish and disappear, a new red aura would be produced.

It shows that this anomaly has always existed, but it is not the rotary printing machine itself, but attached to the bottom of the printing machine.

Whenever its control diminishes to the minimum and disappears, there will be a new red breath injected, maintaining the control method that is just as if it is detached.

"Perhaps, after those ransacked fonts ran here, the hidden anomalies were extracted from the air in a very special way." Shen Xing guessed, "Or maybe this anomaly has a clearing function set under this machine to remove it. The sixth edition of the newspaper was re-filtered to make this blank edition appear what effect it wanted?"

If you really guessed that, why is the sixth edition blank after the plate making machine in the room printed out the sample

Isn't this contradictory

Shen Xing didn't notice that he was still lying on the ground. He just frowned and turned to look at the office where the plate making machine was just walked out.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up slightly.

The sample of the plate-making machine appeared blank in the sixth page first, and there was only one result. This anomaly wanted to make everyone suspect that the plate-making machine had a problem, not the rotary printing machine here.

It first used some means to make all the fonts of the sixth edition disappear, and then made it all look like a problem with the plate making machine.

When the samples were submitted to the printing machine for official printing, they used the abnormal aura that was preset at the bottom of the machine to quietly change the sixth edition.

Thinking about it this way, everything seems to make sense.

Shen Xing withdrew his gaze from the direction of the office, and when he swept over Zhao Wenbo, who was also lying motionless on the ground, he was taken aback suddenly, seeing this guy lying on the ground without moving for so long, he was actually asleep!

At this time, Zhao Wenbo placed his hands on the ground with his left cheek resting on the back of his hand, so that his lips were opened in a misplaced position, and a snarling flowed down the corner of his mouth.

However, the direction his face is facing is still the bottom of the printing press. If you don't pay attention to it, you think this guy is staring at the bottom of the machine intently, just like Shen Xing.

The most important thing is that Zhao Wenbo's buttocks are pouting high, and it is possible to fall asleep in this position to make him feel very comfortable and completely unburdened.

Because his face was facing away from Hu Dacheng and others, the people behind didn't notice it.

Upon seeing this, Shen Xing coughed and found that Zhao Wenbo did not respond at all. Maybe it was because he was too tired to investigate the case in the past two days, otherwise Li Naijing would not go home to sleep.

Shen Xing stood up slowly, pretending to be careless, and kicked Zhao Wenbo's ass.

Zhao Wenbo twisted, like a big maggot, his waist is very flexible, and then he opened his eyes and immediately became sober.

He subconsciously reached out and wiped off the halazi at the corner of his mouth, and got up to his feet, blinking vigorously, his complexion was instantly serious, and he couldn't see how he was still playing chess with Zhou Gong.

"Yes, what you said makes sense." He nodded and said with a solemn expression.

Everyone looked surprised and looked at him one after another.

"What makes sense? I haven't spoken yet." Shen Xing reminded in a low voice.

Zhao Wenbo patted his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Oh, then I heard hallucinations and thought it was you talking! What, did you find anything?"

"A little discovery." Shen Xing nodded.

Then I walked to another printing press not far away, and when I looked on the ground, there was also a slight red smell, and then I looked at the third one, and it was still the same scene.

He pointed to the three printing presses and said to Director Hu: "Director, are these three machines printing the Yungu Evening News?"

Hu Dacheng nodded, "Yes, all three machines are printing. Sometimes when the output is small, one or two is enough. If there is a big news, three machines may be used together. However, this situation is rare. "

Shen Xing nodded, the guess just now basically had a bottom.

"From now on, I suggest that you only turn on this machine and stop the rest."

"What?" Hu Dacheng stood up in surprise, "We have a contract with the newspaper office. If you don't deliver enough newspapers at the specified time, you will be punished heavily. The fine is staggering, and I can't afford it! "

Shen Xing looked at Zhao Wenbo, and Zhao Wenbo nodded and said: "We will talk to the newspaper and let them reduce production during this time."

Shen Xing lowered his head for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Perhaps your negotiations are useless. There is not enough evidence to prove that the blank pages of the newspaper are related to the two murders. But if we can convince the newspaper that their newspaper is The culprit may be able to suspend printing until the day the crime is solved."

Zhao Wenbo agreed and said: "In this way, I apply for an injunction to stop the newspaper and printing house from printing newspapers for seven days, but after seven days, the injunction will expire. I wonder if this anomaly can be caught during this period? "

Shen Xing nodded, "Try it, I have a plan."

While talking with other sheriffs, the two came out of the Dacheng Printing Factory, got in the car and left quickly.

Shen Xing did not touch the anomaly represented by the red aura in the printing house, because these three auras are likely to be related to the original owner who set it up.

If you touch or eliminate them rashly, you may be surprised.

Sitting in the security car, Shen Xing said to Zhao Wenbo: "Before issuing the injunction, let the newspaper deliver the latest content to the printing house, and then the printing house can only operate one printing machine, and the other two can be sealed up, and can only print ten. A newspaper, and then seal up this printing press."

Zhao Wenbo knew that there must be a reason for Shen Xing to do this, so he listened carefully and asked, "What then?"

"Then organize ten well-trained and well-controlled sheriffs to hand these ten newspapers into their hands, and then let them each live in a separate room with surveillance in the room, the kind of 24-hour surveillance. "Shen Xing said.

"Just let them read the newspaper in the room?" Zhao Wenbo asked.

"Yes, if you find that someone's performance is abnormal, focus on that person, and then look up the details to find out the reason for his abnormal performance." Shen Xing said.

After speaking, he suddenly shook his head, "No, you can't let the sheriff do the experiment. Look for death row prisoners, ten death row prisoners, or life imprisonment, and let them do it.”

After all, being under control is now only Shen Xing's guessing. In case the newspaper can really control people, and it is irreversible, using a sheriff to participate in this matter may bring them great danger.

Zhao Wenbo frowned and said, "Are you suspicious that the newspapers produced from here have the ability to fascinate people?"

"It's not clear at the moment." Shen Xing shook his head, "but one thing is certain, the grandfather of the Wu family had been reading the newspaper during the period before he lost control. And the woman who strangled her by herself, her daughter said that her mother had the two Tian also often reads the newspaper at home alone, not even going out to buy vegetables."

"But there are so many people reading newspapers? Why are this woman and Wu's grandfather controlled?" Zhao Wenbo asked.

Shen Xing pursed his mouth and said nothing for a while.

Isn't it indiscriminately attacking humans

This is indeed a difficult problem. At present, with limited information, he doesn't know what's going on.

After a long time, Shen Xing slowly said: "They may be...the ghosts lurking between the lines in that word."

The security car drove into the urban area, and for the convenience of Shen Xing, he got out of the car in the old city.

Because time just arrived when Feifei was over from school, Shen Xing could not reach the school gate. After standing for less than ten minutes, Feifei walked out from the school gate carrying a small schoolbag and other friends. The school teacher gave her a little braid in the back. It looks very cute when you put it together.

"Huh, Uncle Shen, where's your little motorcycle?"

"I just came to work on errands. I didn't go back. I picked you up here by the way." Shen Xing smiled.

Feifei looked around, but did not see anyone else, and asked, "Isn't it with Aunt Li and Uncle Zhao?"

In her view, Shen Xing had to deal with affairs related to the Public Security Department, so Li Naijing and Zhao Wenbo could not be separated from him.

"You little shrewd!" Shen Xing touched her head, "Uncle Zhao has just left."

"What is it this time?" Feifei asked curiously, "Is it the kind of weird grandfather who came to the house last time?"

Shen Xing knew that she was referring to the old man with festering skin who had found his home because of Dingyuan's revenge.

"No." Shen Xing shook his head, "Don't think too much about it. What happened last time was an accident, and it happened with a very small probability. Uncle won't let this kind of accident happen to you again."

Feifei took Shen Xing's hand, gently squeezed it subconsciously, and nodded thoughtfully.

The two stood on the side of the street when Shen Xing stretched out his hand and finally stopped an empty taxi.

The taxi stopped on the side of the road, Shen Xing opened the door, and she heard Feifei say: "I feel like they all want to get close to me. This is the case with Sister Xiaoyu, and the same is true for the weird grandfather..."

After hearing what he said, Shen Xing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "Get in the car first, don't think too much."

Feifei carried her schoolbag into the back seat, and then moved to sit down a little bit inside. Shen Xing followed and sat in. Feifei immediately snuggled over and leaned her head on the left side of his body.

Shen Xing looked sideways at the cartoon hairpin on her head, just now he suddenly thought of a question.

The blood pupils in the eye sockets of Lin Wanru, Feifei's mother, did they find a chance to snatch Lin Wanru's eye sockets just to get close to Feifei

Could Lin Wanru's eyes be taken by the blood pupil before he died, and the man surnamed Guan who was with Lin Wanru at the time was beside her and witnessed the horror scene of the blood pupil digging into Lin Wanru's eyes.

So this man will kill Lin Wanru because of panic. In fact, he just wants to kill that eyeball? ! Not because of love

Or was Lin Wanru controlled by the blood pupil that had taken his eye sockets, and wanted to be disadvantageous to the man surnamed Guan. This man was so scared that he lost his soul, and resisted in a hurry, and smashed Lin Wanru's head with a vase during the scuffle? !

However, now that the murderer was dead, there was no evidence to prove what happened at that time.

But one thing is certain. The murderer did kill Lin Wanru. He might find that Lin Wanru's eyes were normal after death. He had hallucinations, or because he missed and killed the wrong person and felt scared, he would try to hide it.

These weird thoughts suddenly appeared just now, causing Shen Xing's palms to sweat for no reason.

If this is the case, isn't it because Feifei attracted anomalous characteristics that led to her mother's death

Looking away from the cartoon hairpin in front of him, Shen Xing took a long sigh. It seems that Feifei's ability to attract abnormalities is obviously better than herself.

In the future, you might have to guard yourself, otherwise, if she suddenly attracted an extremely terrifying anomaly, would she be afraid that she would be killed by a spike? !

At this moment, he suddenly felt as if the role had been reversed.

Moreover, the old man with ulcerated skin last time could not imagine that he himself would be blown to pieces in front of Feifei.

"Perhaps, you don't have to be afraid at all, they should be afraid of you." Shen Xing muttered to himself, speaking in a voice that only he could hear.

"Uncle Shen, are you talking?" Feifei raised her head.

Shen Xing nodded, "I explain that I will take you to see an old doctor who knows acupuncture and moxibustion every weekend. I made an appointment with the people in the Public Security Department. Let him come and see what's going on with your tongue!"

"To get a needle?!" Feifei suddenly looked horrified. (End of this chapter)