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Chapter 928 No.30 Seven Tasks: The Little Taoist Priest of the Noble School (58)

Bai Yan asked these people to come back, of course to investigate the information, and it is easier to handle things with more people.

Zhou Canghai made several phone calls, and one after another, people returned to the detective office. When they saw the wind was silent, everyone showed surprised expressions, and Bai Yan introduced them one by one again. The attitude made other people look at Feng Buyu also changed.

Naturally, Chen Shuangshuang and the others did not come back, they were still investigating the source of the handkerchief, Bai Yan was not in a hurry, and asked everyone to follow him to the library to find some books on religion and see if there were any Knowledge about digging hearts.

He didn't tell the whole story about his discoveries, after all, this kind of supernatural event is not acceptable to anyone.

Bai Yan asked other detectives to check the information, and she followed suit and went to ask if there was anyone who knew about it.

His behavior surprised everyone: "Why is the relationship between the boss and Chen Xixi so good now?"

"Yes, not only to support her, but also to act with her."

"Could it be that boss likes Chen Xixi?"

"How is this possible! You think too much."

"Why is it impossible? Chen Xixi is also very beautiful, okay, why can't the boss like Chen Xixi?"

"So what if she's beautiful, she's just a brainless woman."

"You think she's brainless, but doesn't she also have a detective certificate?"

"Where are you from?"

Bai Yan didn't expect that his act of going out alone with Feng Silence would cause controversy among the detectives, and the reason why he came out with Feng Silence was firstly because she didn't have a good relationship with other people, and secondly It was because he seemed to get more clues by following her.

The two walked together on the bluestone street.

The recent heart-digging case has caused panic among the people in the town, and with Du Tao's death, the police have become lazy, and there are no more police patrolling the streets.

There are also fewer shopkeepers, and the street is completely cold. The maple leaves on both sides of the road are floating on the ground with the wind, bringing a sense of unreasonable bleakness.

Bai Yan didn't know where to find such a strange person, so she could only follow the trend and walk aimlessly. The two discussed the case while walking. Bai Yan is now 80.00% sure that the man behind the scenes is Chong. He came from Wufang Town, but he still didn't understand the relationship between heart-digging and the girl's return.

"If it's really some kind of ritual, he can get them back after he gathers his heart together, so it won't be a surprise, right?"

"Maybe he is provoking us." Feng Buyu had some guesses about this: "The reason why he let the girls come back one by one is probably to see us running around for this case, but he didn't The slightest progress, in other words, he regards this matter as a game, or a good show, and we are all actors."

Hearing this, Bai Yan was slightly taken aback, and then said after a moment of silence: "If that's the case, then he's too..."

It's abominable.

To treat so many people as toys.

A bit of anger appeared on Bai Yan's face.

Feng Buyu didn't feel anything: "He already possesses impressive power. In his eyes, we human beings are just a bunch of ants."

Feng Buyu looked at Bai Yan: "Do you care about the life and death of an ant?"

Of course not.

Bai Yan couldn't refute, he looked at Feng Buyu with admiration: "I found out that since I met you, the case that has not progressed for so long has gradually begun to turn to the sun, should I say that you are worthy of being Chen Kuan's daughter? "

Feng Buyu smiled: "You are so smart, even without me, you would have found the clue quickly."

"Impossible." Bai Yan shook his head, his expression somewhat lonely: "Ever since I received the case of the disappearance of the girls, I haven't found any clues. It is related to a man, but when I went to their house to investigate, I couldn't find any clues."

"It seems that their disappearance was just an accident, but such a coincidence."

Bai Yan said, paused for a moment, looked at the wind and said nothing: "Can you draw?"

His topic jumped too much, Feng Buyu was a little confused: "No, what's wrong?"

A look of disappointment appeared on Bai Yan's face: "I want you to draw Mr. Tang's appearance, it's a pity."

This is really impossible to do without saying a word.

She's not that great.

but…

"It's nothing. If you really want Mr. Tang's portrait, there is no way. We can find a gentleman who can draw and ask him to paint according to my description. What do you think?"

"Can it still be like this?" Bai Yan was deeply shocked.

"Is this so difficult?" Feng Buyu was even more surprised than he was.

"No..." Bai Yan came back to her senses: "It's just that no one in this town has ever done this before."

"Then we can try it in a while." Feng Buyu said enthusiastically, "If we can really draw it, we can take a picture of him and send it to the mobile phones of the whole town to make them pay attention to this person. What do you think? Sample?"

This sounds very good, and Bai Yan also became interested: "Of course."

But the premise is that someone can draw it according to her description.

As far as he knew, there was no such a powerful painter in their town.

Because he couldn't find anyone who knew about supernatural powers for a while, Bai Yan took Feng Silence to find the painter. After all, he had lived in this town for many years, so there was no painter who knew everything about it.

There are many painters in Wufang Town. In order to make a living, they will find a fixed place to set up a stall. Because their family background is not good, even if so many major events happened in the town, they did not close the stall and go home.

Soon, Bai Yan found the first one with Feng Silently.

The first painter was an old man who had to squint his eyes when looking at people. He was not very good at drawing, so he could only watch people draw. He was also very dissatisfied with Feng Buyu's pointing and pointing.

"You can draw?!"

The wind is silent: ...

Ok.

She was wrong.

Had too much hope for them.

So Bai Yan took Feng Buyu to find other painters, but the other painters were just like the first painter, with poor painting skills and a bad temper. Listening to Feng Buyu's description of Mr. Tang, they didn't draw ideas at all. On the next day, Feng Buyu wanted to remind them, but those painters said very irritablely as if they had seen Mr. Tang with their own eyes: "You said phoenix eyes, isn't that what phoenix eyes look like?"

"No, his phoenix eyes are slightly bigger than other people's."

"Is that still phoenix eye? This is the standard phoenix eye I drew."

The wind is silent: ...

no solution anymore.

After leaving these art booths, she waved her hands in frustration: "It seems that my idea is not very good, it is completely bad idea."

Bai Yan seldom saw her expression like this, so she laughed when she heard this: "You must have overestimated their strength."

The wind sighed silently.

Who said no?
It's just a portrait of a character, obviously relying on her dictation, but they insisted on using their own ideas, as if the person they drew could be more handsome.

...

"You old bastard, what are you talking about? You actually said that my husband had a bloody disaster, don't you want to live!"

"I say it's true."

"Fact? Then did you calculate that you will have a bloody disaster today!"

"What are you doing! Don't mess around! Oh, don't hit me, don't hit me!"

Just when Feng Buyu completely gave up this idea, suddenly, there was a sound of dispute not far away, which attracted Feng Buyu's attention.

Bai Yan also noticed it.

(End of this chapter)