Chapter 95
"Hey, morning, uncle, this is for you."
"Auntie, you look really good today. This is yours."
"Sister, your ring is so beautiful. It must be a gift from your partner. Hey, I will know when the wedding is going to be when I see it. Remember to call me. I will ask my old man to do it for me."
Tan Yunlong was taking a nap with his back on the office chair and his feet on the desk. As he fell asleep, a familiar voice appeared in his ears.
When he opened his eyes, he saw his son serving breakfast while naturally chatting with his colleagues in the office.
Tan Yunlong has always been very aware that his son is outgoing and carefree, but the feeling displayed at this moment makes him feel a little strange as a father.
It looks like enthusiasm, but in fact there is a sense of alienation that is not objectionable. The reactions of colleagues are also very interesting. They are not as casual as when facing other colleagues' children, but are a little reserved.
In this atmosphere, those who didn't know it might have thought that one of the leaders from the bureau came here specifically to be close to the people.
The most important thing is that this boy came to his new unit for the first time today.
"Come on, Dad, this belongs to both of us."
Tan Yunlong put his foot down.
Tan Wenbin picked up the towel on the shelf next to him, patted it on the desk, and then put down the steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and soy milk.
"I said, Dad, why didn't you sleep in the dormitory? I went to your dormitory early in the morning to find you but failed. I almost suspected that you took advantage of my mother not being here to let yourself go."
"If you don't know how to speak, just keep your mouth shut."
Tan Yunlong picked up a bun and took a bite.
He just went back to the dormitory to take a shower and change clothes. He didn't get much sleep. He basically spent his time in the office this way.
"Dad, my mother's work hasn't been settled yet. When are you coming to Aurous Hill? You can't do it without her watching over you. Look how sloppy you are now."
"Besides, your mother came here unexpectedly. She is unfamiliar with the place and has nothing to do. I don't have much time to spend with her."
"Is it a house problem? How about I rent one for you?"
"How much money do you have?"
"Much more than your salary."
Tan Yunlong glared at him, but didn't say anything. He knew that the boy had never mentioned the money his wife and the elders on both sides gave his son.
"Come here so early in the morning. Is there something wrong with Xiaoyuan?"
Tan Wenbin cleared his throat, held up a fried dough stick with both hands, and said sincerely: "The Dragon King's edict says..."
I saw Tan Yunlong still eating steamed buns there.
Tan Wenbin said deliberately: "How dare you not kneel down to accept the order."
Tan Yunlong touched his hand to the belt buckle at his waist.
"Dad, my son has something to ask you!"
……
"It turns out that the dormitory I live in was a female dormitory a few years ago. I asked why the urinals in the public toilets on the floor were in such a strange position. It turned out to be built at the back."
Tan Wenbin flipped through the files quickly while taking notes on the notebook with a pen. He had no choice but to think that he didn't have the kind of brain like Brother Yuanzi who could remember everything while flipping through the pages.
Five years ago, this dormitory was a girls' dormitory. Later, it was converted into a boys' dormitory by the school. In the five years from ten years ago to five years ago, a total of two worthy incidents happened to the girls living in this dormitory. Pay attention to the case.
One is the disappearance case of Tang Qiuying.
One is the suicide of Qian Meishu.
Tang Qiuying disappeared while she was in school. At that time, the school police and her family members conducted various searches, but so far to no avail.
Qian Meishu committed suicide by drinking pesticide in her dormitory and left a suicide note, which involved emotional problems.
Tan Wenbin tapped his fingers on Tang Qiuying's photo. If the high-heeled female ghost is really between the two, then there is a high probability that it is Tang Qiuying.
Because Brother Xiaoyuan said that the body of the high-heeled female ghost should be buried near the dormitory building, which became some kind of fetter and restricted the scope of her activities.
As for Qian Meishu who committed suicide, her body must have been restrained.
It's a pity that when Brother Yuanzi interrogated the female ghost with high heels that night, he didn't go out of his mind, so he couldn't see the real face of the female ghost. Otherwise, he could compare it with the photos in the file now.
Because they were all former college students, their ID photos were included in the file.
"Dad, should I take these two copies back first?"
"Just remember to return it in time."
"So easy to talk to?"
"I'm here to solve the case." Tan Yunlong paused and added, "If there are any clues from Xiaoyuan, remember to remind Xiaoyuan and notify the police in time."
"Understood, of course." Tan Wenbin poked his head out and scanned the table again, asking, "What's the progress of Qiu Minmin?"
Tan Yunlong handed a bag to Tan Wenbin: "This is the progress of my own recent investigation. It has not been filed. You can take it back to Xiaoyuan."
"Hey, Old Tan, you are really on the right track. From now on, I will ask the Dragon King to make you a Crab General."
"Oh, what are you?"
"Of course I am Prime Minister Turtle."
Tan Yunlong took a deep breath.
"Hey." When Tan Wenbin put the dossier into his bag, he looked at another pile of dossiers next to him. He subconsciously reached out and flipped through it, and happened to see a photo inside.
The photo was taken of a water tank. There was a person standing in the water tank. This person was a little abnormally tall.
Upon closer inspection, I found that I was walking on stilts, but because the water blocked my view, the stilts were not so obvious.
This man was wearing white clothes and a tall hat, with a pale face and a white lantern in each hand.
On one of them was written: Hell.
One reads: Receive the lead.
Tan Yunlong noticed his son's movements and said: "That pile is a file that others have just compiled for use. It has nothing to do with the two cases you are looking for."
"Dad, is this person playing Bai Wuchang?"
"This is not a human being." Tan Yunlong stood up. He helped his colleague find this pile of files, so he knew a little bit about the contents. "The photo is of a clay statue placed on a water tank."
"Isn't it said that the Clay Bodhisattva cannot protect himself when crossing the river? Why is this clay statue deliberately placed on the water tank?"
"Why do you still ask me this kind of question?"
"What you said, who else can I ask if I don't ask you? There is no one else in the archives room." As he said that, Tan Wenbin deliberately looked around twice and called in a low voice, "Hey, there is someone else here." ”
The dossier paper in front of him was suddenly blown up.
Tan Wenbin's eyes widened immediately. The door of the archives room was closed, and the only window was the glass patio in the corner that couldn't be opened at all. Where did the wind come from?
After he entered this industry, he became extremely sensitive to this phenomenon of self-rising without wind.
Brother Yuanzi said that some evil spirits will express their presence through common forms in daily life.
Is it possible that there is really something evil here?
Damn, what evil spirit dares to live in the police station?
Tan Wenbin tried hard to convince himself that he was a little too sensitive.
Tan Yunlong noticed something strange about his son and asked, "What's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing. I didn't sleep enough last night, so I was a little sleepy and distracted. Dad, what did you just say?"
Tan Yunlong pointed to the photo again: "Shouldn't it be that you are more professional than me in this kind of thing?"
"Dad, this is just like sending you to do technical analysis of physical evidence and forensic autopsy. They are all police officers. Don't you know how to do it?"
"What about Xiaoyuan?"
"My brother Xiaoyuan is definitely different."
"Then why can't you be like Xiaoyuan..."
"Dad, stop it. I think if this issue continues to be discussed, it will easily cause harm to our strong father-son relationship."
In order to change the subject, Tan Wenbin looked at the photo again: "Dad, does this clay fetus look like Bai Wuchang?"
"No, according to the confession of the arrested suspect, this is not Bai Wuchang. They call it 'Grandma Yu'."
"Is it a woman?"
"Well, the criminal suspect knew that what he had done was a sinful thing, and he was worried that he would be fucked after death, so he worshiped this 'Grandma Yu' in advance, hoping that she would disguise herself as a ghost and take him away on that day. Impunity
However, there are not many people worshiping this, and it has not spread widely. It is only available to a small number of criminals. We are currently investigating based on the clues provided by the statue master about the sales and customization. ”
"What crime did you commit?"
"Child trafficking."
……
In the study room, the person standing in front of the drawing table today is not a girl, but a boy.
In terms of painting, Li Zhuiyuan learned from Ah Li.
But just like his chess skills, he relied on his good brain and quickly became excellent at it. However, after reaching this level, he was too lazy to continue studying and furthering his studies.
No matter how smart a person is, it is impossible to learn everything, and after reaching a certain level of familiarity and understanding of things, if you want to go further, you have to spend more time and energy. In short... it is not cost-effective.
Anyway, for a teenager, he learns to play chess and painting just to enrich the game items with girls, not to compete with girls to win or lose.
Ali stood beside him, helping him adjust colors and change pens.
No need to remind, the whole process is silent, but there is a tacit understanding.
Finally, Li Zhuiyuan finished the painting.
The person in the painting is dressed in a white robe, wearing a tall hat, standing on stilts, and holding a lantern in each hand.
Li Zhuiyuan did not draw the words on the lantern, because he knew that it was not its original image, but was written deliberately to curse Ah Li.
There should be other words on the original lantern.
Because I painted so quickly, I had to let the painting dry for a while before rolling it up and taking it away.
The young man didn't know who it was in the painting, and he couldn't take the initiative to ask Grandma Liu, as this would put Grandma Liu in the wrong hands.
However, Li Zhuiyuan had a feeling.
When I didn't know who you were before, it didn't matter, but when I really draw your image... Jiang Shui will push you in front of me.
Last night he was still thinking about whether he could turn his passive into active. Today, something like this happened to come to the doorstep.
Li Zhuiyuan likes this sense of mystery, and at the same time he also likes the process of peeling this sense of mystery into pieces.
In his opinion, walking on the river can be regarded as an exam.
Most candidates were nervous and apprehensive before entering the examination room. It was not until the examination papers smelling of ink were handed to them that they began to take the challenge based on their previous study reserves.
Li Zhuiyuan doesn't like this kind of mentality of examinees. He likes to understand the question makers. He treats every exam as a dialogue with the question makers, guessing their thoughts and commenting on them at the same time.
Do I have to wait for you to give me questions?
Come on, take a look first. Are you satisfied with the question I gave myself?
Li Zhuiyuan took a few steps back and sat down by the bed.
Ali used a silk handkerchief to carefully hide the pen that the boy had just used.
All her original collection boxes were left in the basement of that house. It was close anyway, so she could go back and look at them at any time, so she didn't move them here.
However, this can be regarded as a kind of "collection being emptied", and the girl's enthusiasm and joy in collecting again are amplified by this.
Liu Yumei specially made two large storage boxes for Alixin on the third floor, the room where the entrance and river-walking ceremonies were held yesterday, and placed them under the altar table.
The original intention was to facilitate Ah Li to add things to the collection box when she went to pick up the ancestral tablets.
But the verbal explanation is that Ali has the habit of admiring his collection before going to bed, so I should provide you with an opportunity to take a look at "Ali".
After putting away the brushes, Ali looked at the scroll on the table.
Obviously, she wanted to collect this more than the brush.
"Ali, I'm going to take this, it's useful to me." Li Zhuiyuan saw the girl's thoughts and explained in advance.
Ah Li nodded, but his fingertips were still touching the scroll.
"When I finish using it, I will bring this painting back to you and give it to you." As he said that, Li Zhuiyuan looked at the painting table, "Don't those painters like to stamp the paintings they collect? , Ali, you can carve one for yourself.”
The boy had seen Ah Li's handiwork skills before. He could even carve out formation patterns easily, and carving a seal was even easier.
This is also about giving girls something to do. In the past, when Ali was carving patterns on the wooden flower rolls for himself, Li Zhuiyuan would feel sorry for her efforts. He always felt that it was too tedious and tiring for little girls to do this every time.
But since he knew yesterday that Ali was surrounded by those things all the time, he realized that maybe for the girl herself, having something on hand that she could concentrate on without any distractions would be a kind of relaxation and happiness.
Ali sat down, spread out a piece of paper, picked up a pen, and started designing a seal.
The nib of the pen beats lively and briskly on the paper, showing her inner state.
Li Zhuiyuan opened the curtains to let in the sunlight.
In the yard outside the window, Runsheng started today's boxing practice.
His movements were much faster and smoother than yesterday. It seemed that he was gradually adapting.
As if he noticed that Yan Runsheng was punching, he smiled in the direction of the young man.
Then, Runsheng slapped the back of his head with his right hand, and the movement that had just slowed down accelerated again.
Now Runsheng no longer needs Uncle Qin to kick stones to help him wake up, he can complete self-promotion by himself.
In the corner of the yard, Uncle Qin was squatting there, holding a stone in his left hand and a plaster knife in his right hand, repairing the cobblestone path that he had kicked yesterday.
"It's time for breakfast."
Aunt Liu's voice was obviously hoarse.
Li Zhuiyuan rolled up the painting, and then came to the dining table with A Li.
Yinmeng was already sitting at the dining table, head lowered, motionless.
"Yin Meng?" Li Zhuiyuan tried to shout.
Yinmeng raised her head: "Brother Xiaoyuan."
Her eyes were all black, and when she moved her eyes, she could only see a little bit of light.
"Your eyes?"
"It's okay. I can see again after detoxification at noon."
"Oh." Li Zhuiyuan nodded and said nothing more.
When Liu Yumei walked down the stairs and sat down at the dining table, she asked, "Where is Zhuang Zhuang?"
"Grandma, Zhuangzhuang has something to do in the morning."
"No matter how busy you are, you have to find time to come here every day."
"Don't worry, grandma, I will warn him."
The main reason is that everyone in the family has work to do. If Zhuangzhuang doesn't come, Liu Yumei will seem to be free, but she doesn't know how to cook.
"Xiaoyuan, the books you asked for will be delivered tomorrow. There are a lot of them, so they will be placed in the original house. You can get them yourself when you want to read them."
"Grandma, I'd better focus on selecting a batch of ones that I think are useful, and then move them to the basement of the store."
In this way, the causal relationship can be cut into smaller pieces.
"Okay, it's up to you." Liu Yumei pushed the soup cup in front of her in front of the boy, "The military training is almost over, right? It's time to officially start the class. Then you have to get busy and pay attention to replenishing your body."
This kind of conversation seemed to suddenly return to the same kind of aggressiveness as when they were at Taiye's house.
"Don't worry, grandma, I have prepared my homework. If I don't understand some knowledge points, I will ask the teacher in advance."
Liu Yumei smiled lovingly.
But I thought: Why didn’t I understand this child’s metaphor?
After breakfast, Li Zhuiyuan left here and returned to the dormitory.
When I went to the sink to wash my hands, I met Shuyou Lin who was washing clothes. He was washing costumes, and they were new.
Lin Shuyou reacted greatly when he saw Li Zhuiyuan and shrank back.
This is not fake.
In fact, when he and Tan Wenbin took a shower together at the sink, his expression and actions when he called him "big brother" were all natural.
Binbin told himself that this guy might have a split personality.
"Hello." Li Zhuiyuan greeted him.
"Hello...Li Zhui...Xiaoyuan's eldest brother."
Since being beaten into the infirmary that time, Shuyou Lin has been recovering from his injuries in the dormitory on weekdays, and he has never met Li Zhuiyuan again.
He didn't open his face now... No, even when he opened his face, he seemed to be overwhelmed when facing the young man in front of him.
"Classmate Lin Shuyou."
"Arrived!"
Suddenly being called by his full name, Shuyou Lin was so shocked that he showed off his military training routine.
"I just made a divination. Judging from the divination, there may be evil spirits causing chaos in the near future. Please pay more attention."
"Yes, I understand." Shuyou Lin nodded vigorously.
"If you notice something is wrong, please tell me in time. Although we have friction, we have the same goal of protecting the right path.
In short, don't be embarrassed and ask directly when you need help. ”
"Thank you." Shuyou Lin nodded vigorously again, this time his eyes were a little red.
This kind of drama of turning a fight into friendship is the easiest to move people, especially for the party like him who is being "fighted", it can also make up for his own frustration.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't feel surprised when he saw Lin Shuyou's reaction. No wonder he was fooled into calling him "big brother" by Binbin. This guy was really easy to coax when he didn't show his face.
Mainly considering that Runsheng and Yinmeng are currently undergoing special training, Li Zhuiyuan himself took the initiative to add fuel to the fire today.
The young man didn't know when the fire would start. If Runsheng and Yinmeng hadn't finished their special training by then, he would have no one available to him.
He believed that Binbin would stand in front of him without hesitation, but Binbin was a bit fragile.
Shuyou Lin, just right.
Moreover, this guy is a tool man, and if it breaks, he doesn’t feel bad about it.
Li Zhuiyuan shook his hand and walked out, Shuyou Lin mustered up the courage and said:
"Brother Yuan."
"Huh?"
"If anything happens to you, please inform me. It is our responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the law."
What I'm waiting for is your words.
"You think too much, I don't need you."
After leaving these words, Li Zhuiyuan walked back to his dormitory.
At the sink, Shuyou Lin was ashamed and annoyed, but felt that the other party was right. His emotions were so full for a moment that sweat broke out on his forehead.
Li Zhuiyuan sat at the desk and put the scroll aside.
Then, I opened the book, picked up the pen, and while recalling the contents of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra in my mind, I began to look for and design ways to stimulate my potential during meditation.
For example, Lin Shuyou can forcefully invite officers and generals that he could not originally invite.
He said he didn't need it, but in fact he was already thinking about how to use it to his death.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't think there was anything wrong with him. He now vaguely felt like he had grown a little human skin, but it was limited to those in his circle.
He remained indifferent to others.
Besides, if I hadn't had so many ancient books and secrets in my mind, I might have been killed by the Baihe boy who was invited by this silly young man on the playground that night.
Not only did she not kill him, Binbin even paid for his medical expenses.
On the bed in the infirmary, he opened his pupils and scanned them randomly. If Binbin hadn't closed them for him, he would have died at the hands of the zombie demon.
After all, he owed himself two lives.
Then he would suffer a little loss, and it would be enough for him to save his life.
This makes sense.
Li Zhuiyuan suddenly stopped writing. Did his thoughts just now resonate with the "question maker"?
At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, I'm back."
"So fast?"
“The main thing is that my dad has a good service attitude.”
Tan Wenbin handed the files and information to Li Zhuiyuan.
Li Zhuiyuan took it and opened the file. When he saw Tang Qiuying's ID photo, he knocked on it.
That's her.
Upon seeing this, Tan Wenbin walked under the window sill and picked up the high heels that he watered every day:
"High heels, it turns out your name is Tang Qiuying.
Hello senior sister, no, hello senior aunt. ”
Immediately, Tan Wenbin looked back at Li Zhuiyuan and asked, "Brother Xiaoyuan, but she is missing. What should I do?"
"It will be much easier if I know her name, not to mention her birth date is recorded in the file, so I can find her body."
"Brother Xiaoyuan, really, it's a pity that you didn't become a criminal police officer."
"There are very few people who can become evil after death."
Li Zhuiyuan opened the separate document bag for Qiu Minmin's case and began to turn the pages quickly.
When Tan Wenbin heard the "swish" sound, he couldn't help but said: "Envy."
Li Zhuiyuan continued to turn the page and said: "Compared with Runsheng Yinmeng and others now, I am quite slack."
"Because Brother Xiaoyuan, you are too smart. What they pay now is just the price of chasing the genius."
Tan Wenbin leaned back on the desk. Today's task was completed, and he fell into some confusion and loss.
If he could, he would be willing to bite the bullet and put the nails in his coffin or test the poison himself.
But the problem is, he knows that the consequence of doing this is to kill himself directly.
"Alas..."
The biggest tragedy of being a loser is that you want to imitate others and play hard, but you find that you are not even qualified to fight.
Tan Wenbin felt melancholy while picking up the scroll on the desk next to him.
People have to play a role, such as praising my brother Yuanzi's new work.
But when the scroll unfolded, Tan Wenbin was stunned.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, what you are painting is Granny Yu?"
Li Zhuiyuan immediately put down the document in his hand, turned to look at Tan Wenbin, and asked seriously:
"Brother Binbin, do you know him?"
"What a coincidence, isn't it? I just saw this photo in the archives this morning. It's exactly the same as the one you drew, Brother Xiao Yuan. The only difference is that there are words on the two lanterns. Brother Xiao Yuan, there are no words in your painting. .”
Li Zhuiyuan immediately put down the document in his hand, leaned back on the chair, raised his head, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, you...what's wrong with you?"
In Tan Wenbin's impression, Brother Yuanzi rarely made sudden emotional moves.
Li Zhuiyuan looked at the ceiling of the dormitory and murmured:
"Sure enough, you can play like this.
Come on,
From now on,
Call them by name one by one! ”
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