Boss, he is no longer a man

Sure enough, Liu Xian did not find Cancan's soul at the scene of her murder.

Zou Dan couldn't bear to look at the old Qian who had been smoking over there.

Liu Xian sighed, and patted Zou Dan on the shoulder to let him pack his things properly.

"The scene is so clean, brother, do you think ghosts are harming people?"

Liu Xian looked at the scene where no clues were indeed found, shook his head and said, "It's hard to say now."

As soon as Liu Xian finished speaking, Qi Yan came over, "The drink Cancan drinks while watching a movie contains diuretic ingredients."

"It's definitely man-made," Qi Yan said with a serious expression, "If it's really a ghost, there's no need to do everything possible to design it so that Cancan goes into the toilet alone first."

Liu Xian looked at the test report, turned his head to look at the old money in the distance, and finally sighed: "Are you going to stay in the police station for a while?"

Qi Yan nodded, reached out to wipe the incense ash on Liu Xian's face, and when he was about to speak, the phone rang.

After Qi Yan answered the phone, he only said a few words, and his expression changed instantly.

After hanging up the phone, Qi Yan said solemnly: "Xiaosun's wife was killed in the hospital, I will take some brothers there. Zou Dan is here to pack things, you come with me."

Liu Xian frowned tightly: "Xiao Sun's wife was also killed? This time they came for your police?"

Qi Yan nodded after arranging the manpower, "You stay with me these few days."

Liu Xian froze for a moment, then slapped his hand away, "Crazy you, I'm not a family member of the police."

Qi Yan didn't speak, and dragged him to the third hospital.

After arriving at the scene, Liu Xian lighted the joss stick, but did not call Xiaosun's wife back.

Seeing Xiao Sun beside him crying so hard, both Liu Xian and Qi Yan didn't have a good expression.

The colleagues in the trace inspection department were busy, Qi Yan called the director, and after explaining the situation here, the director directly ordered to protect the families of the criminal police officers.

Lao Qian belongs to the criminal police team, and Xiao Sun also belongs to the criminal police team.The entire criminal police team has arrested countless criminals. To find out who is taking revenge is simply looking for a needle in a haystack. We can only find a way to protect the family members first.

After Han Nanjun and Bai Yaoyuan returned home, Liu Xian called the two and told them about the situation here, and then asked what can be done if they want to summon the soul back.

Han Nanjun thought for a while: "This kind of accidental death usually goes directly to reincarnation...it's hard to summon the soul back."

But Bai Yaoyuan said, "Why don't you ask the ghost messengers directly, they should hear something when they take people away."

Liu Xian suddenly realized, and after saying thank you, he quickly hung up the phone and started preparing Jin Yuanbao for a while.

Han Nanjun and Bai Yaoyuan also chatted about this matter.

Bai Yaoyuan just took a shower, his hair was still wet, Jiaojiao sat on his stomach twisting a Rubik's cube.

"Dare to challenge the entire police station, this murderer may take his life too long." Bai Yaoyuan wiped his hair, and pointed Jiaojiao in the direction to twist the Rubik's Cube.

Holding pajamas in his hand, Han Nanjun stood by the bed and said, "What kind of hatred is there to treat innocent family members like this? This murderer is a pervert."

Bai Yaoyuan simply snatched Jiaojiao's Rubik's Cube, and after screwing it up for her three or two times, he received Jiaojiao's cold eyebrows.

Bai Yaoyuan pinched Jiaojiao's nose and said, "Qi Yan and Liu Xian are both here, it's only a matter of time before the murderer is caught."

Han Nanjun nodded, put the clothes on the bed, snatched the Rubik's Cube from Bai Yaoyuan's hand, messed it up and handed it to Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao instantly smiled.

Han Nanjun looked at Bai Yaoyuan angrily: "How grown up, you still bully children."

Bai Yaoyuan stared at Han Nanjun's back as he entered the bathroom, his Adam's apple rolling.

"Jiaojiao, go find your grandma." Bai Yaoyuan put Jiaojiao on the ground and patted her on the head.

Jiaojiao smiled and went out holding the Rubik's Cube.Bai Yaoyuan also got up from the bed, and with a condom in his mouth, he walked into the bathroom in an arrogant manner.

So... Nanjun took a bath for more than two hours.

……

The next day, when Nanjun got up early to run for morning class, he received two orders from Liu Xian.Liu Xian spent the whole night with Qi Yan at the police station, and now he was so sleepy that he was about to faint.

After Nanjun took the order, he asked him to go back and rest quickly.

Liu Xian said in a daze, "You take orders separately! Don't waste resources."

Nanjun couldn't laugh or cry: "I know, I know, go and rest."

Liu Xian yawned: "Qi Yan won't let me go back, so I rested at the police station and called directly if I have something to do."

"it is good."

When Han Nanjun entered the house, Bai Yaoyuan came down delicately.

Han Nanjun raised his mobile phone and said, "The real estate depends on Feng Shui and neighbor relationship mediation. Which one do you go to?"

Bai Yaoyuan frowned: "Isn't it? Why is the mediation of neighbor relations also ours?"

"It seems that a family hung a gossip mirror at the door, and the family opposite the door made troubles to the neighborhood committee many times. Then they came to us." Han Nanjun looked at his phone and said, "You go to the real estate to check Feng Shui, I will go to the residential area .”

"Can't we be together?"

"No."

It sounds like a hard-hearted man!She is completely different from the surly Nanjun yesterday!

After breakfast, Bai Yaoyuan took Jiaojiao to the real estate.Han Nanjun drove another car to the community where the neighbors were in dispute.

After arriving in the community, Han Nanjun went directly to the street office, and a fat aunt from the neighborhood committee quickly received him.In a loud voice, he told Nanjun what happened between the neighbors.

"In the final analysis, it's actually because of a gossip mirror," the aunt sighed again and again. "We went to talk about it many times, but the little clock hanging the mirror is unwilling to take off the mirror no matter what. Our work is difficult!"

After Han Nanjun had a preliminary understanding of the situation, he followed his aunt to the residential building.

This neighborhood is fairly new, and the conflict is in Building No. [-].When Han Nanjun came out of the elevator with his aunt, he saw two families who were "tit for tat".

The person on the left has a high-quality gossip mirror hanging in the middle of the door frame, and the person on the right has two gossip mirrors hanging on both sides of the door frame.

There are a few talismans pasted on the door frame of the house on the left, and dozens of talismans are pasted on the door of the house on the opposite right.

In short, what the people on the left have, there must be several people on the right.

Han Nanjun looked at this posture and smiled helplessly: "The family on the left is unwilling to pick it, right?"

The aunt nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, this is the one. Sigh, I'm still a young man, I don't know why I believe in this more than us older people."

Han Nanjun raised one eyebrow in surprise: "Young man?"

"Correct."

Han Nanjun stepped forward and knocked on the door of the house on the left.

After a long time, footsteps came from behind the door, and then a somewhat faint male voice asked, "Who is it?"

"Hey, Xiao Zhong, it's me, Sister Liu." The aunt shouted.

The door opened.

Han Nanjun saw a man with a dark body and a purple-black Yintang.This man didn't know how long he hadn't gone out. He was completely unkempt, with a beard and hair flying out, and there were still unknown objects hanging from the corners of his eyes.The whole person was sluggish, as if he could fly up in the next second.

Wearing a hoodie, he looked up at Han Nanjun suspiciously, his eyes were black and blue, and he looked seriously deprived of sleep.

"Sister Liu? Who is this?"

Sister Liu of the neighborhood committee introduced with a smile: "This is Master Han from Shanghai Daoshu Society. Master Han, this is Xiao Zhong."

Zhong Qianyi glanced at Han Nanjun again, sighed and said, "Sister Liu, what does this mean?"

Sister Liu smiled honestly, "Xiao Zhong, you also know that if you don't take off the gossip mirror at the door, you won't take off the old Li's house opposite. We are all neighbors and folks, there is really no need for such a little The incident ruined the relationship. I hired a master for you to help you see if you are okay. "

Zhong Qianyi's voice was lazily hoarse, "No need, I know what my problem is. Don't bother you to find a master for me. It is absolutely impossible for me to pick up this gossip mirror."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Qianyi was about to close the door.

Han Nanjun stretched out his hand quickly, and blocked the door that was about to close.

"Damn it since I was a child, hanging a gossip mirror by the door is only useful for a while. It's a problem with your physique, not a problem with Feng Shui."

Zhong Qianyi paused when he closed the door, raised his panda eyes, and there was a little expectation in his eyes: "You... have a way?"

Han Nanjun nodded lightly, "Let me in first."

Zhong Qianyi thought for a while, "Okay."

Zhong Qianyi opened the door and turned sideways to let Han Nanjun and Sister Liu enter the room.

After entering, Han Nanjun first stood at the entrance and looked around the room full of magical artifacts.

Sister Liu gasped as she stood beside Han Nanjun—it was too exaggerated.

There is a town house sword at the entrance, two stone lions to exorcise evil spirits, and many Taoist predecessors hang on the wall of the living room.The TV cabinet is not a TV, but a gold-plated Buddha statue, as if invited back from some temple.There are also Thai amulets on the coffee table...

This mix-and-match formation is really scary.

Han Nanjun looked at Zhong Qianyi helplessly and said, "There are Taoists and Buddhists in this family, which one do you believe in?"

Zhong Qianyi was dumb, and after a long while, he slowly said: "As long as I don't let me see the devil again, I will believe whoever it is."

Han Nanjun took a look at him, put on his shoe covers and entered the door.

After sitting in the living room, Han Nanjun took out a piece of paper and said to Zhong Qianyi, "Write down the horoscope of your birthday. If you don't know it, just write the date and time of your birth."

Zhong Qianyi squatted by the coffee table, picked up a pen and began to write, looking very skilled.In less than a minute, he wrote it and handed it over to Han Nanjun.

Han Nanjun glanced at the horoscope on it, took out the compass, did some calculations, and then nodded slightly.

Zhong Qianyi looked at Han Nanjun expectantly: "Master, what do you mean by nodding?"

"When I entered the door to look for Qi, I found that you have a very dark energy. After calculating your horoscope, it turns out that you were born in a cloudy year, a cloudy moon, and a cloudy day. You have a cloudy life and are easily haunted by ghosts."

Zhong Qianyi sighed: "I have been numb to seeing those things since I was a child. My parents begged for a lot of things for me, but usually they can only take care of them for about a month. After that, there is a constant cycle of hell, asking Taoist priests for talisman paper, one The moon phase is safe and sound, so hell. I’m really fed up and tired. After I moved out to live by myself as an adult, and hung a gossip mirror at the door, I felt a little better, and I couldn’t see it anymore. Those things."

Zhong Qianyi's expression was very helpless, "I also took care of it for a while, but after Uncle Li and the others at the opposite door hung up the gossip mirror, I started seeing ghosts again."

He said, took off the hood of his hoodie, and showed the top of his head to Han Nanjun, "I can't sleep well all night, look, I'm almost bald."

Han Nanjun took a sympathetic look at Zhong Qianyi, took out a few blank talisman papers from his schoolbag, and took out cinnabar, and sat on the sofa to draw talismans for Zhong Qianyi.

Zhong Qianyi muttered in a low voice: "It's useless to draw talismans, no matter how good the talisman paper is, it can only be used for one month."

Han Nanjun said calmly, "It's not for you, it's for Uncle Li at the opposite door."

"Ah?" Zhong Qianyi and Sister Liu didn't react.

Han Nanjun drew a talisman and said without raising his head: "Mr. Zhong has a special constitution, which cannot be changed. The gossip mirror at the door is an ancient relic, and it can suppress the yin energy on his body, and it can indeed block the evil energy." .For Mr. Chung, this is the best way."

Sister Liu clicked her tongue in embarrassment, "But the old Li's family on the other side will definitely not agree to take down the gossip mirror. This..."

Han Nanjun's men kept drawing symbols, "It's okay, I'll talk about it later."

Sister Liu said "hey" twice.

After drawing the talisman, Han Nanjun stood up and gave Zhong Qianyi a contact card of the Taoism Society, "You can go to the Taoism Society to find me when you have time, and I will see if I can find a way for you. This is always hanging on the door frame. Bagua mirror is not a long-term solution. Your body doesn't want to think of a way..."

Han Nanjun didn't finish his sentence, but Zhong Qianyi answered with a wry smile: "Would it be short-lived?"

Han Nanjun nodded, took the talisman and went out with Sister Liu.

Zhong Qianyi sent Han Nanjun and Sister Liu away, and watched Sister Liu and Han Nanjun negotiating with Uncle Li in Maoyan.

He looked down at the business card in his hand.

Taoist society?

Maybe... is there really help?

but……

Han Nanjun talked with them for a long time at Uncle Li's door, and after giving them a few pieces of talisman paper for free, Uncle Li reluctantly agreed to let Han Nanjun paste talisman paper on the two gossip mirrors hanging at their door.

"This paper talisman really won't bring evil spirits to your family. If there is any, just come and learn to find me." Han Nanjun said while sticking the paper talisman on Uncle Li's two gossip mirrors.

Uncle Li sighed, waved his hand and said, "I'm also scared. Xiao Zhong is not only surprised by himself, but also his friends. Post it up, so that he doesn't hate us, and we don't know how we died."

Sister Liu hurriedly smoothed things over: "Lao Li, what are you talking about. We are all fellow villagers and neighbors. The master also said that Xiao Zhong's situation is due to physical reasons, and there is no way. You must do it It's said that again."

Lao Li stood by the door, watching Han Nanjun paste the talisman paper on the gossip mirror for him, squinted at Zhong Qianyi's gate, and said in a low voice, "It's not that I like to gossip, this little Zhong's friend, a The two looked more terrifying than him, anyway, I was scared.

A few days ago, there was one who came wearing a black cloak and a mask, and still held the scythe that used to mow grass in the countryside.It's just scary. "

Han Nanjun persuaded Uncle Li lightly, saying, "Master, it's all about hobbies, it's not going to happen."

Uncle Li waved his hand: "Haha, anyway, I don't understand you young people."

Han Nanjun smiled, said a few more words to Uncle Li, and then left the residential building with Sister Liu.

In the elevator, Sister Liu sighed: "It's better to be kind, Xiao Han, and Uncle Li is willing to listen to you. I have done a lot of work."

Han Nanjun said a few words to Sister Liu, but he kept thinking about what he saw at Zhong Qianyi's house just now.

I always feel that there is something strange and inconsistent, but I can't say it now.

After Han Nanjun and Sister Liu handed in the bill, they took the money and went back to their car.

Before contacting Bai Yaoyuan, he received a call from Liu Xian.

On the other end of the phone, Liu Xian said out of breath: "Nanjun, we don't have enough manpower here. I just checked in the internal system that you handed in the form from the neighborhood committee. Can you help me go to the family building of the police station to check? Another girl was killed."

Han Nanjun's expression was instantly solemn: "Okay, Senior Brother Liu, please send me the address, and I will go there right away."

Liu Xian sent the address to Han Nanjun.After Nanjun glanced at the address, he called Bai Yaoyuan to explain the situation.

"That's all right, I'm almost done here. I'll take Jiaojiao to the family building to find you in a while."

"it is good."

After Han Nanjun arrived at the family building, he was picked up by several police officers from the Special Cases Office.

"Have these cases been taken over by the Special Cases Office?" Han Nanjun asked as he walked, "Is it a ghost?"

A young police officer nodded: "Jointly take over with the comrades of the criminal police team. Brother Liu Xian said he asked the ghost officer yesterday, and the victims all said in the end, 'Damn it, damn it'."

Han Nanjun frowned: "What the hell?"

The young police officer nodded.

Han Nanjun followed the young police officer to a small alley between the family buildings with a serious face.

As soon as he looked up, Han Nanjun saw the outline of the human body drawn by the white line on the ground. There was still blood stains in the white line, which had turned dark brown.

The young police officer said: "Brother Liu Xian probably asked you to come over and ask the ghost messenger? I don't know much about these things. You can do it according to your needs. If you need help, call us anytime."

Han Nanjun nodded, knelt down and touched the unwiped blood on the ground, and then took out the gold ingot that had been kept in the bag.

Some distance away from the scene, Han Nanjun lit tribute incense and placed gold ingots. After chanting the mantra, a ghost in a black robe and a tall round hat appeared in front of Han Nanjun. Difference.

The ghost messenger wore a mask with green faces and fangs, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Why are you looking for me?"

Han Nanjun explained politely, and finally said: "I am Han Nanjun, a disciple of Linyue sect of the Qingshan sect, and I hope the ghost messenger can give me some guidance."

As soon as Han Nanjun finished speaking, he saw the green-faced and fangs ghost messenger trembling.

Before he could figure out what this reaction was, Han Nanjun saw that the ghost's attitude changed 180 degrees.

Not only did he stop putting on airs, but he also took off his mask and said in a good voice: "So it's Master Han, hello, hello. A master asked about what you just said yesterday. The sufferer who died here was also a Like the previous ones, they were taken away by us muttering 'Damn it'. Master Han, do you have anything else to ask?"

Han Nanjun was taken aback by the ghost messenger's sudden attentive attitude. After taking two steps back, he looked the ghost messenger up and down, and asked doubtfully, "You..."

The ghost messenger explained to himself intimately: "Emperor Fengdu said that if you have anything to ask for help, let us know everything without saying a word."

The Korean language is blocked for a while, is this the power of nepotism?

After talking to the ghost messenger for a few more words, Han Nanjun burned the gold ingot to the ghost messenger, packed up his things, and crouched by the white line again to watch the scene.

I always feel that there is something wrong with this scene. What is the problem?

The author has something to say: 8 cases! ! !

The update is a little late, and I wasted a little time on the road! !

I fan myself first!

Thank you for the endorsement today and the nutrient solution irrigated by Little Huali. Each of them gave a ghost card, asked about ghosts and gods and reported my name, and Emperor Fengdu also came through the back door!

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