I take a little action, that's the limit

After coming out of the secret room, I took out my cell phone and called Brother Ma. Now I feel that Brother Ma is so important. If he was here, he would definitely be able to do something.

Unfortunately, the phone is still switched off.

I thought about it again and again and made another call to Director Li. Although it was almost one o'clock in the morning, I didn't dare to delay Han Xiaolin's matter at all, so I could only disturb him.

As soon as the call was connected, I told him the matter and asked him to communicate with the police here. After all, it was all in the same system, and I felt that Director Li was not an easy person. He had handled such a big case alone since the last time. This can be seen in the mutilation case.

He told me that he would immediately communicate with the Changsha police and ask me to pay attention to my own safety, and then hung up the phone.

As soon as I returned to the house, Beimen Wushuang called me. It is not difficult to imagine that it was Director Li who told her.

She asked me what was going on, and I briefly told her what had happened. She said she understood and hung up the phone.

Looking at the phone, I felt a pain in my balls. What did Beimen Wushuang's "got it" mean?

Once you know one sentence, there is no more to follow?

About twenty minutes later, a police car drove in. Three male police officers got out of the car. They showed me my ID and then followed me to the scene. After investigating, they asked me about the situation. , and asked me, Liu Chen and Su Mumu to make notes respectively. Before leaving, an older policeman told me that according to the procedure, a missing case cannot be filed for less than 48 hours. I nodded in understanding, and they Being able to come here so quickly is out of respect for Director Li.

As for Su Mumu's kidnapping, they suspected it was a prank. No matter how much Su Mumu jumped to say no, the police thought so and said to Su Mumu, "Aren't you a good person?"

Su Mumu was so angry that she flew into a rage. She rolled up her arms and sleeves and wanted to rush forward. I grabbed her and whispered, "Sister, do you still want to go to school? This crime of assaulting a police officer is not a small one." She became a little more honest now.

Finally, for Su Mumu’s safety, I asked the police to help settle her down. They did not refuse. About half an hour later, Su Mumu called me and said that the police had arranged for her to stay in a three-star hotel near the police station. I asked her to take care of herself. Take a break and hang up the phone.

Taking the evil-killing sword, I went to the secret room again. I searched back and forth for half an hour, but I didn't find anything. On the contrary, the wax man was lying in the coffin again. This made me I was very puzzled, but I was so confused now, thinking that maybe Liu Chen came over to do it, but I ignored it and went back to the house.

When I walked into the house, I saw a man standing next to the coffin bed waiting for me.

"Why are you here?" I rolled my eyes at Liu Chen angrily. Although from the police's perspective, his suspicion was eliminated, I still didn't like him.

"Would you like to light one?" He handed over a cigarette.

I took the cigarette without ceremony and he lit it for me himself.

I have to say that Liu Chen has a really good temper. He never got angry from beginning to end, and he patiently explained to me that I wouldn't be able to do it. Perhaps, people like him are born to do business. .

Seeing his bruised nose and swollen face, I felt a little guilty. Maybe I had indeed wronged a good person, so I said softly: "Sit down and talk about anything."

After all, he has been working in the mall for so many years, and he still has the ability to observe people's emotions. He saw my apology and said, "I know a heavenly master. Why not invite him here and let him use the soul search method?" Let’s try the technique, what do you think?”

"Okay." I thought about it and originally wanted to refuse, but then I thought about it and realized that there was no other way. Let's treat a dead horse as a live doctor.

We exchanged a few words about whether we were dating or not, and then he left. After all, we were not familiar with each other and we had just had a fight, so we had nothing in common.

Han Xiaolin disappeared, and I couldn't sleep. I lay on the coffin with a cigarette in my mouth, grabbing my hair hard, thinking, if I had opened the other two coffins after saving Su Mumu, maybe this would not have been the ending.

But how can there be regret medicine in the world?

I leaned against the coffin and closed my eyes in a daze.

I don’t know if it was in a dream, but I saw Han Xiaolin being tied to a pillar by a man whose face could not be seen clearly. The man held a sharp knife in his hand and walked towards Han Xiaolin step by step...

"Ah!" I shouted and sat up straight, wiping the cold sweat from my face. What just happened was indeed a dream, but why was the dream so real? It was like it was happening before my eyes.

I turned on my phone and checked the time. It was three forty. The sky outside the window was pitch black. I couldn't sleep either, so I went to the ground to make a pot of hot water.

I have been struggling for most of the night, haven't drank any water, and smoked a lot. Now my throat is very uncomfortable.

I was sitting on the sofa drinking water when I heard a "dong dong dong" knock on the door. I frowned. Who could it be at this time?

When I opened the door, I saw Liu Chen standing outside with a bruised nose and swollen face. He was not dressed as a ghost, but was wearing decent casual clothes.

"Is something wrong?" I asked him.

"Brother, I have invited Master Zhuo Tiantian here." Liu Chen said, and stepped aside to let someone out.

The man looked to be in his thirties, of medium build, wearing a dark blue Bagua Taoist robe, carrying a sword on his back, holding a handful of Buddha dust in his hand, and a big bag tied around his waist. He looked like that thing.

"I'm so polite." Zhuo Taoist priest bowed slightly, looked up at me, and continued: "Please give me the birth date of Donor Han, and let's start the practice now."

Liu Chen handed over the paper and pen with great discernment, and I wrote Han Xiaolin's birthday and horoscope on it.

According to Zhuoyi's request, I went to Han Xiaolin's room to get a piece of her underwear.

The three of us came to an empty room. This room faced north and south. There was a wooden table inside. On the wooden table were fragrant wax paper candles, flags, brushes, cinnabar, yellow paper, peach wood swords, etc. Anyway, anyway There was a lot of stuff.

Zhuoyi looked at me and said: "Donor, this soul-searching technique has always been done before Zi Shi. Now this poor Taoist has gone against the will of heaven and will definitely lose Yangshou..."

"If you can find my wife, I'll give you five hundred thousand." I interrupted his chatter. Isn't it just that I want money? Is it a big deal if money can accomplish something?

"Okay, let's get started." Zhuo Yi held his breath and concentrated, drew an altar purifying talisman, and recited the Canopy Curse.

After finishing the curse, he tied Han Xiaolin's clothes to a little straw man, stepped on the Tiangang with his feet, waved the flag in his hand and recited: "The sky is clear, the earth is clear, please come to the altar with your feet." Flying dragons are flying in the sky, iron chains and iron ropes are locking souls, young boys are capturing souls, boys and girls are searching in all directions, capturing souls and coming to the altar, please come to the five ghosts from the East, please come to the five ghosts from the West, please be Please come to the five ghosts from the south, please come to the five ghosts from the north, please come to the five ghosts from the center. The five ghosts and Yin soldiers respect my orders, search Han Xiaolin's three souls and seven souls quickly and let me know, as urgent as the law orders!"

After a few minutes, a whirlwind suddenly blew in the empty room.