Boss, don't make trouble, catch the demon!

Accidents at auctions are nothing new and are not worthy of media coverage.What happened that night passed quietly under the cover of the hotel.

As for whose hands the Bu Yao ended up in, Du Pingzhou was not in the mood to track it down for the time being, because he was now facing a more urgent matter—finding a house!

The house he rented before was facing demolition, so Du Pingzhou had to find a suitable house again so that he could continue to open his shop.

Finding a suitable house is not easy these days.Du Pingzhou felt that he was lucky to find such a place.

But he looked up at the pitch-black door in front of him, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

How can it be possible for a private library with such an attractive condition of "free use of a large warehouse with more than [-] square meters in a prime location" and such a strange rule of "must open the door on the seventh day of every month" to have no problems? !

Du Pingzhou refused, but honestly touched the ancient gate. The gate was made of millennium camphor wood and sealed with the mud of Rankin from Fuxin Kingdom. The owner of this library is really a local tyrant.

Since the gate is made of such high-grade materials, the courtyard must be not bad.

Du Pingzhou stood at the door and hesitated for a while, thinking that there was no loss anyway, so he opened the door and entered the house.

As soon as he entered the door, he was almost staggered by the oncoming aura full of spiritual energy.

Du Pingzhou leaned on the big pillar in the corridor with weak legs, and stared blankly at the lush garden in front of him—it turned out to be a gossip formation, just a front yard!

"Mr. Du, I'm sorry I'm late!"

The intermediary brother ran in with a smile on his face. He was taken aback by Du Pingzhou, whose eyes were wide open and his lips were trembling. This is entirely due to the fact that there are many flowers and plants and water in the yard, it is definitely not the cloudiness that others say!"

Du Pingzhou turned his stiff neck: "Who is the owner of this library?"

"Sorry, the other party asked us to keep it secret."

Du Pingzhou shook his head, and carefully stepped on the floor of the front yard.The intermediary brother looked at him strangely, and then smiled nonchalantly and leaned forward: "This is the brief introduction of this library, you can rest assured that this house is absolutely fine, it's just that the landlord's request is too strange, and many people can't stick to it." That’s why it has never been rented out.”

Du Pingzhou didn't answer, and walked around the front yard cautiously. After confirming that there was indeed a gossip array using flowers, plants and water, he sighed heavily.

"This may be fate..."

Bro: "Mr. Du, what did you say?"

"How much is the rent?"

Seeing that there is something going on in the agency, the broker flicked through the folder: "1000 per month, paid on a monthly basis."

Hearing the unbelievably low rent again, the corners of Du Pingzhou's mouth trembled. The landlord actually wanted to find someone to clean the house for him, right?

Seeing that Du Pingzhou's expression changed, the agent's brother was not sure what he meant, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Mr. Du, are you satisfied with this house?"

"Satisfied!" Du Pingzhou gritted his teeth, "This house was built just for me!"

There is a door lock made of camphor wood at the entrance, and Rankin's mud seal paint to block evil spirits. There is an eight trigrams array in the front yard to enshrine the gods and spirits. You don't need to look at the back yard to know that it will only be something more fierce.

This kind of house was obviously built to hold something, and most people would have nightmares after staying for a few days, but for Du Pingzhou, this place couldn't be more suitable.

The intermediary brother didn't care what he meant by "built for me". Seeing that Du Pingzhou meant to sign a contract, he hurriedly asked, "Then shall we sign the contract now?"

"sign!"

So, 10 minutes later, the broker left happily. Du Pingzhou stood in the front yard with the key in his hand, his mood was so complicated that he couldn't describe it.

After looking around the entire yard, he confirmed his guess—this yard was built to suppress something underground.

Although Du Pingzhou was very curious about the suppressed things in this yard, he didn't look at them too much. He understood the truth of "curiosity killed the cat".

What's more, renting here is just because the formation in the courtyard can cover up his aura.

In the afternoon of that day, Du Pingzhou carried his belongings and moved into the East Wing. After packing up, he went out to find someone to install broadband for him.

When I went out, I happened to run into an old man.

The old man put his hands behind his back, squinted his cloudy eyes and glanced at the door behind him, and muttered, "There is another replacement? I don't know how long this one can stay..."

Du Pingzhou stopped and asked the old man, "Old man, do you live near here?"

"Over there." The old man pointed to an inconspicuous door on the corner of the street, "The owner of that store is my daughter."

Du Pingzhou looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a huge light box at the door saying "adult products".

"...what do you mean by 'replaced again'?"

The old man bowed his head and walked slowly towards his daughter's shop: "What's the point? You are the third one this year. The last one left at 2 am on the eighth day of the lunar new year."

Eighth day?

Du Pingzhou couldn't help but think of the stipulation in the rental contract that "the door must be opened on the seventh day of every month".

"Come in and sit?"

While talking, the two walked outside the shop of the old man's daughter.

Du Pingzhou looked at the ambiguous posters on the wall of the store, touched his nose in embarrassment, and said, "No, I'm going to the telecommunications business hall next door to apply for broadband."

As he said that, he took out a business card from his pocket and put it on the stool at the door, and said to the room: "Master, I opened a Taobao shop, selling incense made in ancient methods, as well as paper money for incense sticks, etc. The whole shop is full of 38 yuan. Post. We live so close, we can get free home delivery."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, a knock on the door interrupted Du Pingzhou's action of sorting the goods. He thought it was the boss from yesterday who came to deliver the contract. When he opened the door, he saw one or two police officers standing under the steps.

The young policeman stared at his face for a while and asked, "Are you Du Pingzhou?"

Du Pingzhou glanced at him, then turned to the older police officer: "What do you want from me?"

The young police officer was ignored by him, his face flushed and he stared at Du Pingzhou angrily.

The older police officer took out a cigarette and waved it in front of Du Pingzhou. Seeing that he didn't pick it up, he took out one and lit it himself: "An antique dealer died. We need your cooperation in the investigation."

The first face that popped up in Du Pingzhou's mind was the flirtatious man with gold-rimmed glasses that night. He frowned: "How did he die?"

The older police officer took a deep drag on his cigarette and said nothing.

The other police officer was young and energetic, and said in a daze: "If we knew the cause of death, why would we ask you?"

"Xiao Wan!" The older police officer gave him a dissatisfied look.

Du Pingzhou understood, and smiled: "I thought I was asked to take notes, but it turned out that I was asked to solve the case?"

"There's nothing I can do about it." The older police officer snuffed out the cigarette butt with his bare hands, and looked at Du Pingzhou helplessly, "Can you help me?"

"I do not have time."

Seeing his refusal, Police Officer Wan became angry and shouted at him: "You just opened a Taobao store, why don't you have time? Now that someone is dead, don't you know which is more important?"

Hearing this, Du Pingzhou frowned, and he turned his head back to look at Police Officer Wan who was furry like a little rooster: "You'd better stop being a policeman, go home and read 'Holy Virgin Mary' several times a day, there will be many people To help you maintain world peace."

"What are you talking about?!" Officer Wan was furious immediately, rolling up his sleeves, he was about to ask Du Pingzhou for an explanation, but was stopped by an older police officer.

"This case is very special. If it's not a last resort, we don't want to bother you." The older police officer wrote a phone number on a note and handed it to Du Pingzhou. "My name is Guo. Think about it and give me a call."

Du Pingzhou took the note and lazily held it on his fingertips: "I'm sorry, I really don't have time. I'll ask someone else for you."

Officer Guo nodded: "Thank you, but it would be best if you could come."

Du Pingzhou smiled and said nothing, turned around and entered the room.

He didn't take this matter to heart at first. Since the Xishan incident, the police often came to ask him to solve the case.

It was a case that he could intervene in. Du Pingzhou would have known about it early in the morning, and there was no need for the police to come to the door to look for it.

But this time there was an accident. He had just returned to the house when the phone rang.

Mr. Ying, who agreed to send him the contract, was invited to the police station. I don't know where the police got the news. After knowing the relationship between them, Mr. Ying called him.

"The one who died was the fat man who asked to see if Jin Buyao was worth that day." That's what Mr. Ying said.

If it was someone else, Du Pingzhou would not have gone, but since the dead person was related to the Dementor Orb, he couldn't stand by and watch.

After tidying up, Du Pingzhou went out. After closing the door, he turned his head and saw a thin child squatting beside the door.

He didn't care, hailed a taxi and set off.

When they arrived at the police station, they saw that Yingze and his little follower were indeed here, and the person who received him was Officer Guo who had come to the door earlier.

"Mr. Du." Just as Du Pingzhou got out of the car, Police Officer Guo walked towards him with a smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Du Pingzhou: "You're welcome."

Officer Guo warmly shook hands with Du Pingzhou: "Everyone is here, shall we go to see the scene first?"

Du Pingzhou had no objection. When he turned around to ask the other two for their opinions, he found that Ying Ze had been keeping a straight face.

"Boss Ying doesn't wear glasses, I almost didn't recognize him." Du Pingzhou swore that he just wanted to break the embarrassment and find a random topic, but he didn't expect that Ying Ze's face became even worse as soon as the words came out.

Du Pingzhou, who didn't know where he said something wrong, touched his nose and quickly hid in the car.

Jiqin, who knew the inside story, saw all this, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, her face turned red.Swept by Ying Ze's cold eyes, he also quickly got into the car.