local demon bureau

The working hours of the Demon Control Bureau were written at nine o'clock in the morning, but in fact it didn't start until almost noon. When he opened the door at nine o'clock, the room was still completely silent.

Even the ink painting was not there, so Xie Ya reluctantly started to clean. He just cleaned yesterday, and lost chicken bones all over the place in one night. At a glance, he knew that Mei Shutong ate them, but think about Mei Shutong's The original form seems to be understandable.

After cleaning the house, Xie Ya went to the yard to clean up the fallen flowers and leaves. The early morning wind blew the big trees, and the petals fell rustlingly, like a rain of flowers, like a dream, so beautiful.

Lavender petals fell on Xie Ya's shoulders, filling the courtyard with fragrance.

Xie Ya looked up at this huge tree, guessing that it should have been a hundred years if not a thousand years. When he walked in front of the ancient tree, he immediately felt a peaceful heart, as if being nourished by the gurgling water.

"Xie Ya, what are you doing?" Mei Shutong was wearing a nightgown, with her hair loose, holding a cup in her hand, with a toothbrush stuffed in her mouth, foaming from mouth to mouth, not caring about her beautiful image at all.

"I'll clean the yard." Xie Ya turned his head to talk to Mei Shutong, but Mei Shutong didn't say anything, and went back to the house stepping on her slippers.

After Xie Ya finished cleaning, Mei Shutong was already sitting in his seat, putting on beautiful makeup.

"What kind of tree is that outside? Looking at the age of the tree, it must be quite young." Xie Ya just stood in front of the tree for a long time, except for feeling peaceful in his heart, he really didn't recognize what kind of tree it was.

"That's the black iron tree. It blooms once every 500 years. You just caught up with it. If its wood is made into a coffin, it can keep the body from decaying for thousands of years. It has a strong effect of storing things. Its petals can be used for food People are calm, but for the Yaozu, the effect is negligible." Mei Shutong talked to Xie Ya while brushing on mascara, without shaking her hands at all.

No wonder he just stood under the tree, feeling very peaceful in his heart, Xie Ya's mind flashed, "Sister Tong, can I take those fallen petals back and make scented tea?"

Mei Shutong glanced at him, and said indifferently: "It's fine, anyway, it's garbage if it falls on the ground."

The two were talking, and Ma Sufeng pushed the door in from outside, "The bones of the previous four cases have been cremated long ago, and nothing can be found. I think you are thinking too much. The first four cases and the fifth case The modus operandi of the case is clearly different and should stand alone."

Mei Shutong stopped what she was doing, and Liu Mei frowned slightly, "I always feel that there is something that we have overlooked."

Ma Su took a large glass of water with a thermos, poured it down, and panted evenly, "Those four cases have been closed, even if there is anything worthy of your doubts, as long as there is no conclusive evidence, it is impossible to reapply." Find out, let’s solve this new case first.”

Mei Shutong's eyes turned cold, and she nodded slightly after a while, "You're right."

"Have you checked the nearby surveillance? Is there a problem?"

Ma Su wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead with his hands, and said, "I don't see a problem, it should not be spellcast."

"What surveillance?" Xie Ya interjected into their topic.

Mei Shutong still remembered that the victim was Xie Ya's classmate, and was about to mention the deceased, but changed his words: "The video of Zhan Xinlin's way home."

"Can you show me?" Xie Ya couldn't tell if the surveillance camera had cast spells, but he could tell if the video had been tampered with.

Ma Suu took out his mobile phone, clicked on a video and handed it to Xie Ya. In the video, Zhan Xinlin bid farewell to her classmates at the entrance of the hotel. Xie Ya also came out of the camera. When the scene changed, Zhan Xinlin was walking on Taolin Road, holding a mobile phone in her hand. It should be I'm on the phone with my fiancé Li Hong.

After she ended the call, she walked a few steps and the screen went black.

Xie Ya straightened up abruptly, picked up Ma Su's mobile phone, and connected it to the computer. Ma Su and Mei Shutong were beside him. Seeing that he was silent and his fingers were typing on the keyboard quickly, almost forming an afterimage, he couldn't help but stunned.

After the video was processed by Xie Ya, it became clear. He called up the last frame of the video before it was blacked out, and Zhan Xinlin turned her head.

"What is she turning her head for?" Ma Su suddenly leaned forward, although the range was small, it was obviously a movement of turning his head.

Mei Shutong stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Maybe I heard something and I want to go back and confirm."

Xie Ya said disapprovingly: "Her expression is not surprised, I suspect that someone may be calling her from behind, and this person is someone she knows, at least to the extent that she can recognize the other party's voice."

Ma Su suddenly realized, "Your guess is very reasonable, that is, it might be an acquaintance who committed the crime?"

Xie Ya turned his head to look at him, frowning slightly, "Do you Yaozu have that kind of deceptive illusion? Pretending to be someone familiar to the other party."

"Yes, isn't that my mother's strong point." Mei Shutong said proudly.

"So the question came back again. Brother Shui Mo said yesterday that Zhan Xinlin's bones had the aura of sister Tong's family. Now it seems that it should be close to ten." Xie Ya turned sideways and said with a serious expression.

Ma Su and Mei Shutong looked at each other, and Mei Shutong immediately said to Ma Su, "Go and investigate the Fox clan."

"Wait, bring the ink and wash together, you go alone, those old fellows probably won't sell your face."

"Okay, ink painting is in the studio, right?" Ma Su asked.

"Well, he was full of inspiration in the middle of the night last night, and he got up and painted until now." Mei Shutong heard the movement in the middle of the night last night, thinking that the Demon Control Bureau had broken into the thief, thinking that the thief was really brave, but when he went out to see, the ink painting was in the middle of the night. The studio paints until the eyes are green.

"By the way, Xie Ya, I won the first prize in the marathon yesterday. I was awarded a lot of rice and oil. I can't finish it all by myself. You can take some with you when you go back." Ma quickly went to Shui Moqian and said to Xie Ya Ya said.

"Thank you Brother Ma for your kindness, you can keep it for yourself, these things have a long shelf life." Xie Ya didn't have the nerve to take it, and waved his hand to reject Ma Su's kindness.

"Don't be polite to me, I have a lot of them, I'll ask Sister Tong to take you to move some home later." After Ma Su finished speaking, he went up to the second floor to look for ink painting, leaving Xie Ya at a loss.

"He didn't lie to you. The food he won has been piled up into a granary. The three of us don't know how to cook. If you move more, we would like to thank you." Mei Shutong stood with arms folded. Next to Ya explained.

"Then why does Brother Ma still want to participate in the competition?" Xie Ya was puzzled.

Mei Shutong went to his seat and sat down, picked up the lipstick and tried the color, and said, "Let's release your nature and take advantage of it."

Xie Ya: "..." He doesn't know whether he is natural or not, but he can definitely see that he loves to take advantage of small things.

Now it is basically confirmed that the murderer is a fox clan demon, but the first guess has been lingering in Xie Ya's mind.

He remembered what Shui Mo had told him.

"Not only demons, but some negative emotions are more serious, and human beings with dark thoughts are also likely to attract filth from the world and pollute them."

Is it possible that the murderer is such a human being, and is also an acquaintance who committed the crime.

This is a conjecture that Xie Ya least wants to face, but even if this matter is only [-]% possible, he should go to verify it.

After a while, he took a deep breath, picked up his mobile phone and called Li Hong, because there was something about Zhan Xinlin that he was concerned about, so yesterday he specifically exchanged contact information with Li Hong.

Li Hong was still immersed in grief, Xie Ya was a little embarrassed to ask the other party to cheer up and meet him, but thinking that the real culprit who killed Zhan Xinlin could not go unpunished, he still had the cheek to propose to meet Li Hong.

"Sister Tong, can I meet Zhan Xinlin's fiancé now?" Xie Ya asked, but he had already picked up his coat and cell phone, ready to go out.

Mei Shutong said casually, "Go if you want."

Sure enough, the Demon Control Bureau was much more casual than he imagined.

After getting on the bus, Xie Ya soon arrived at the cafe where he and Li Hong had agreed to meet.

Li Hong was sitting by the window, looking haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, he hadn't even shaved, and his clothes were wrinkled.

"I'm sorry, I came to meet you in such a bad state, I really..." Li Hong choked up and buried his face in his hands.

"I'm the one who should say I'm sorry, thank you for coming out to meet me." Xie Ya took out a tissue and handed it to Li Hong.

Li Hong is a well-educated man. From his speech and behavior, it can be seen that his family education is very good, and his background should not be low.

Stirring the coffee in the cup, Xie Ya brewed it for a while, then raised his head and looked at Li Hong, "On the day of the class reunion, Zhan Xinlin looked haggard. Did something happen to her?"

"Actually, I didn't encounter any particularly disturbing things, but some time ago, for some reason, Xinlin couldn't sleep well, and she had nightmares every night, which made her a little trance during the day. A week ago, she was almost hit by a car because of it. Fortunately, she was A passer-by pulled it, just scratching the skin." Li Hong thought that Xie Ya was from the police, and asked him these things for the purpose of solving the case, so he knew everything without saying anything.

"No warning?" The more Xie Ya heard about this, the more mysterious he became, gradually feeling a sense of conspiracy.

Could it be that Zhan Xinlin has been targeted long ago?

Li Hong recalled it carefully, and said: "It's true that nothing strange happened. It's just that I had a conflict with her before this, but we made up soon."

Hearing his words, Xie Ya remembered what Zhan Xinlin told him, that after Li Hong met Feng Shiyun once, he couldn't forget Feng Shiyun, and the two of them almost broke up because of this.

This should be what Li Hong was referring to, but it's normal for couples to quarrel, Xie Ya didn't think much about it.

After coming out of the cafe, it was already noon, Xie Ya ate a bowl of noodles outside, just in time to finish his lunch.

Ma Su and Shui Mo searched for three days, but finally returned without success, and were scolded bloody by the elders of the Fox clan, saying that they were looking for trouble for nothing, provoking the majesty of their Fox clan.

Fortunately, there was ink and ink, so they didn't dare to scold too much for fear of angering ink and ink.

The case was at a loss, and Zhan Xinlin's funeral came as scheduled. It was a drowsy and cloudy day. Xie Ya changed into a solemn black suit and held a bunch of white lilies in his hand. The girls in the class who had a good relationship with Zhan Xinlin cried bitterly.

No one noticed that in the corner of the funeral, a sinister gaze fell on the lily in Xie Ya's hand.