Maoshan Ghostbusters

Seeing the little rain dripping from the sky, Zhuang Mengdie suddenly reached into his backpack, subconsciously touched the little clay figure that the fool had pinched, and took it out. Look at the street lamp carefully.

The little clay figurine had been put in the evidence bag by Zhuang Mengdie. Zhuang Mengdie felt that he couldn't see its appearance through the bag, so he simply opened the mouth of the bag and took it out.

Zhuang Mengdie looked at the little clay figurine and said silently, "Little clay figurine, what kind of animal are you? Are you really a five-legged beast? The fool pinched you before he died, what does he want to express? If you could speak, that would be great."

The raindrops dripped on the little clay figurine. The little clay figurine was soaked in rain, and Zhuang Mengdie panicked. After all, it was a mud-squeezed thing, and it would become soft and deformed by the rain. She planned in a panic. Put away the little clay figurines.

However, at this moment, Wu Xiazi suddenly ran over and bumped into Zhuang Mengdie.

Zhuang Mengdie exclaimed and hurriedly avoided. The little clay figurine fell to the ground by a miss. Zhuang Mengdie picked up the little clay figurine and saw that she had lost a leg and shouted with anger, "You blind man, are you Really blind man, look, you knocked one off the leg of the little clay man."

Blind Wu came over to take a look and laughed, "Huh? Really, now it has four legs. Not to mention, if this monster had four legs, it would be normal. There was just one more one, now it's just right."

Zhuang Mengdie said impatiently, "Go and go, you are really hateful, stay away from me."

Blind Wu smiled awkwardly, "Girl, what are you doing staring at that clay figure? He can't speak, and can't tell you who the murderer is?"

Zhuang Mengdie said angrily, "Do you care about me?"

The village chief ran over, grabbed the blind man Wu, and split his hand with a mouth, "You bastard, I can't hold you for two minutes, and you are making trouble again. You can really look for something. Girl, is that little clay figure okay?"

Zhuang Mengdie sighed, "It's nothing serious, it just broke one leg and turned into four legs."

Ye Tiandao, "Let me see."

Zhuang Mengdie repacked the little clay figurine into the evidence bag, "Let's see it through the bag, it's safer."

Ye Tian frowned, "Writer Zhuang, how do I think this little clay figurine is missing a leg now, but looks like a human instead of an animal?"

Blind Wu couldn't help but ran to interrupt again, "Hey, Officer Ye, what do you look at? This is obviously an animal, how can you think of it as a human? Our human arms and legs are level with the body. Only the four legs of an animal are perpendicular to the body. Don’t you understand?"

Ye Tian froze, and smiled embarrassedly.

The village chief said, "Blind Wu, who do you think you are, has started to speak out again and go away."

Zhuang Mengdie sighed, "This time, Blind Wu seems to have something to say. Only the four legs of the animal are perpendicular to the body, and the four legs of this little clay figure are exactly 90 degrees from the body."

The village chief said, "Forget it, don't study it, we have to go to the Black Bull's house as soon as possible. It is raining now, so quickly put the clay figure away and don't let the rain get wet."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded, "Well, let's go."

The rain was still falling, it was still drizzle, and there was no need to even hold an umbrella.

Everyone walked in the rain, each with their own thoughts.

Blind Wu approached Zhuang Mengdie and whispered, "Girl, it's raining, don't you bring an umbrella? Why don't you use it?"

Zhuang Mengdie was taken aback, "Ah? Where did I bring an umbrella?" After thinking about it, she felt wrong, reached out her backpack, touched the pink sun umbrella he was carrying, and immediately took it out.

Who knows, Blind Wu saw this umbrella but shook his head vigorously, "No, it's not this umbrella."

"Not this one? Blind Wu, are you planning to make trouble again?"

Zhuang Mengdie turned around impatiently and walked away. Blind Wu walked a few steps before catching up with her, "It's not this one, it's the yellow umbrella."

Hearing Wu Blindman's words, Zhuang Mengdie felt a buzzing in her head. She subconsciously reached into the backpack and felt the small umbrella, which made her feel more at ease.

However, Blind Wu suddenly asked for the little yellow umbrella at this time, which aroused Zhuang Mengdie's vigilance.

"Blind Wu, well, why do you suddenly think of that little yellow umbrella?"

"Can you lend me that little yellow umbrella?"

The smile on Wu Xiazi's face is very humble, which is rare. Since Zhuang Mengdie has known Wu Xiazi, his usual expression is frothy and self-righteous.

Although Wu Xiazi wanted to impress Zhuang Mengdie with his rare humility, Zhuang Mengdie seriously rejected such unreasonable demands.

"No, that small umbrella is an important physical evidence, absolutely not loanable."

"Please, lend it to me, I will pay it back to you."

This time, Blind Wu was almost pleading.

"I said no, how can this physical evidence be borrowed. It is borrowed by the internal police, and you have to fill out the form and ask the chief for instructions."

Zhuang Mengdie shook his head vigorously, indicating that there is no room for negotiation.

The village chief and Ye Tian were walking in front and chatting. Suddenly they heard a quarrel behind him again. Looking back, they just saw the blind man Wu grabbing Zhuang Mengdie and not knowing what he was talking about. open.

"Blind Wu, you are really idle, what are you doing to pester other girls?"

Blind Wu whispered, "The village chief, I just want to borrow an umbrella from her."

The village chief said angrily, "Borrow an umbrella? What umbrella to borrow? No matter how poor your family is, can you still not have an umbrella?"

Wu blind said, "Of course I have an umbrella at home, but I want to borrow her umbrella for use."

Ye Tian was confused when he heard it, and asked, "Writer Zhuang, what is going on?"

Zhuang Mengdie sneered, "He wants to borrow that little yellow umbrella."

Ye Tian immediately shook his head when he heard it, "No, this yellow umbrella is physical evidence, so I really can't borrow it."

The village chief said angrily, "Blind Wu, what are you thinking about again? Can someone lend you that material evidence? You can get me back home quickly, don't make trouble here."

Blind Wu said, "You all don't understand, I borrowed that umbrella, it's useful."

The head of the village grinned, "What's the use?"

Wu blind said, "The umbrella is kept with the smell of the victim. Give me the umbrella. I will let my big yellow dog smell it. Maybe my rhubarb can find the dead body."

The village chief smiled bitterly, "I said blind man Wu, you are whimsical again. This umbrella has been buried under the ground for almost a year, and the smell on the umbrella has long been sucked up by the mud. Your rhubarb is not a police dog. Can you smell the dead person on the umbrella?"

Blind Wu insisted, "The village chief, anyway, we have to try it. If you don't try, how can you know if it will work?"

The village chief shook his head, "Don't beep, let's go, let's go to the Black Bull's house now, and make clear about this one first, and then talk about the other one."