Chapter 16 Five Folk Ghost Controllers
Although only faint and intermittent voices can be heard, with these keywords, they are at least insiders.
Because when dealing with the follow-up, Wang Xiaofeng and the others used epidemic disease to explain it. Although it was a bit far-fetched, except for those few insiders, other personnel knew little about this matter and only knew that it was death. Several students were involved, and insiders also issued a hush-hush order, so according to common sense, it was impossible for them to know.
The conversation is still coming intermittently.
"It shouldn't happen." Another voice sounded. There were at least three people inside now.
".Multiple.Use.Explanation.." The fourth one.
Hearing these intermittent sounds made Lin Yuanqing dizzy and decided not to wait any longer. The evidence was almost conclusive.
After thinking about it, Ghost Domain brought a piece of iron and placed it in front of the golden door. He sprinted, raised his ghost foot, and kicked it with a thud.
The supernaturally strengthened body, all the power was applied to this foot. The pure physical power kicked the golden door away directly. There was a clear footprint on the door that flew out, and even the toes were clearly visible.
“Who?”
"Who?"
"You dare to break into the club, do you want to die?"
"Ah."
There were six people behind the door, the first few reacted quickly, They avoided the flight path of the door, but one of them, who was slow to react, was hit by the door and fell to the ground without any movement. It was not known whether he fainted or just received his lunch box.
"Da Ming City, the new Interpol, Lin Yuanqing." Lin Yuanqing took back his foot and found that the shoe was shattered by the direct kick just now, so he simply used the ghost field to destroy the other shoe.
"Who are Hong Chenghao and Hong Chengdang?" Lin Yuanqing finished the introduction slowly and asked lightly.
"Hello, Detective Lin, I am Hong Chenghao. Do you have any business with us?" Among the six people in total, one was about 170cm tall, thin, and looked to be a middle-aged man in his forties. He stood up and asked, appearing very respectful after learning Lin Yuanqing's identity.
"Did you do that painting behind the school?" Lin Yuanqing continued to ask.
"School? Painting? What do you mean?" The expression on Hong Chenghao's face was very genuine, as if he really didn't know.
"Well, you should admit it directly. Although the law requires evidence, I don't need to." Lin Yuanqing took a few steps back and forth and continued.
"Sorry, Detective Lin, I really don't understand what you are talking about. I think there must be some misunderstanding." Hong Chenghao replied.
"Misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding!" Lin Yuanqing has no intention of talking nonsense to them.
The ghost realm erupted directly in the room, restraining the five of them, while the unlucky guy lying on the ground ignored it.
Seeing Lin Yuanqing take action, Hong Chengdang directly used his ghost power. A shadow appeared from below him and floated along the ground towards Lin Yuanqing.
Seeing this, Lin Yuanqing raised his ghost foot and stepped on it. A strange scene happened. The shadow seemed to be really stepped on and stopped. The supernatural confrontation began. Hong Chengdang was horrified. He discovered that he could no longer use the ghost's supernatural power.
Just as the other person was about to take action, pieces of iron were suspended around his neck, spinning at high speed. Whenever he moved, his head would fall to the ground.
Seeing that there were still people who wanted to take action, Lin Yuanqing said to Hong Chenghao calmly: "If you move around, you will die."
"Stop." Hong Chenghao shouted and asked why Hong Chenghao Not taking action?
Because before the fight started, Lin Yuanqing stepped on his shadow, directly suppressing the ghost in his body. In addition, another foot stepped on Hong Chengdang's ghost. Now the life and death of his two brothers. Just in Lin Yuanqing's thought.
"Why don't you just admit it? If you have to force me to do something, tell me, what's going on with that painting in school?" Lin Yuanqing asked, complaining.
As he spoke, the ghost realm flashed behind him, and a single sofa appeared. He sat down on it, crossed his legs, and released Hong Chengdang's ghost.
But Hong Chenghao didn't let him go. It wasn't Lin Yuanqing who was asking for help. He just felt that Hong Chengdang's ghost was overcome by him. It wouldn't be a big problem to let him go, and it could also show his confidence.
The four of them stood in a row behind Hong Chenghao. They glanced at Lin Yuanqing in fear, then quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at Lin Yuanqing. In the past, they all considered themselves the number one force in Daming City. , but in the end, if this Lin Yuanqing had murderous intentions, four people would die in an instant. It was precisely when they saw this that they appeared so well-behaved.
"Detective Lin, that painting was indeed put up by us." Hong Chenghao said honestly.
"I know it was you who released it. I asked you to tell me the reason. What nonsense are you talking about? Just go to hell." Lin Yuanqing's tone was obviously a little impatient.
"We found the painting in the secret room of an old house. There was a diary next to the painting. It said that as long as the painting is hung in the abandoned building for seven days, the method of suppressing the resurrection of the evil ghost can be obtained." Hong Chenghao said quickly, not daring to hide anything.
"Bring me the diary, and are you not cursed by that painting?" Most of Lin Yuanqing's irritability comes from the sense of voyeurism around him. Now that they are fine, he is a little curious. asked.
"Curse? What kind of curse? Isn't that just an ordinary painting?" Hong Chenghao was really confused this time. They were indeed not cursed.
Lin Yuanqing saw that he might really not know, so he didn't say much and took the notebook from Hong Chengdang.
Opened, there are many tear marks and many stains on it, it says on the first page.
September 8, 1999, sunny.
Hahaha, finally know (large stain), I am finally going to get it (large stain).
The tear mark in the middle jumps directly to a week later.
September 15, 1999, Yin
How could it be wrong? How could it be? Why (large stains).
tear.
October 20, 1999.
Damn Yang Xiaotian, a legacy from the Ming Dynasty belongs to everyone, why should I give it up (large stain).
Tear up.
November 1, 1999.
Yang Xiaotian bastard, I think you just want to monopolize the method of making this supernatural item, and that’s a big stain.
November 2, 1999.
Haha, you bastard, you didn’t expect it. I left a back door. As long as I hang this painting upstairs for seven days (large stains)
tear it up.
This is the last one, no date.
Bastard, Yang Xiaotian, actually sealed it, okay, if I can’t get that thing, I will wake up as a ghost, and you can’t even think about it, your wife is pregnant (large stain)
After reading, Lin Yuanqing Taking a deep breath, I didn't expect to find items related to Yang Jian's father here. I was also sure that it was an ancient house from the Republic of China, and it should be a very important place.
The diary ends here. The owner of this diary should have gone to find Yang Xiaotian and was killed. (End of this chapter)