Celestial Master II

Henry Zhang went to take a shower, and when he came out refreshed, breakfast was already on the table. Yi was drinking at the corner of the table with a half can of beer in his hands. Nie Xingfeng bowed his head to eat, and the atmosphere was almost abnormally quiet.

Henry Zhang looked at Nie Xingfeng.Although the beckoning cat is usually very quiet, his nasty intuition tells him that something is wrong with the beckoning cat today, very wrong!

"Are you angry? If I did something excessive last night, don't take it to heart. I was also drugged. Some things can't be controlled, right?"

After much deliberation, Henry Zhang couldn’t think of any reason. The only possibility was that he had a violent attack last night and practiced the Lucky Cat as a sandbag, but he didn’t mean it. If he was really angry, at most let him call back, anyway, he Can't kill him either.

"I am not angry."

It’s just a little lost, but seeing Henry Zhang’s pitiful appearance, Nie Xingfeng wanted to laugh again.There is really no way to deal with this guy, he is not only his saviour, but also his nemesis in this life.

"I took a photo of Xu Zhen's tryst yesterday afternoon. She was going to go to nurse, but because of the man's phone call, they didn't do anything."

After Yi finished drinking the beer, he handed the pocket camera to Henry Zhang, and Henry Zhang connected the connection, and soon the computer showed a picture of Xu Zhen and Gu Zichao together, with Gu Zichao's office in the background.

This perverted doctor is really busy. He works during the day and hangs out in nightclubs at night. It doesn't look like he just got a head injury.

"This is not Xu Xu's real lover!" Henry Zhang muttered and flicked his finger on the stupid little bat.

Yi took quite a few photos, but they seemed to be of little use, as they were all conversation scenes from beginning to end.

Henry Zhang took the earphones and wanted to listen to the recording of their conversation, but he couldn’t hear anything. Obviously, Gu Zichao installed some anti-monitoring equipment in the office in order to protect the privacy of the patients.

Ordinary monitors won't work, so I can only infer from Xu Zhen's smiling face. It seems that she has obtained a lot of information from Gu Zichao.

Xu Xu really got the information, so he should tell Feng Yong, so why did Feng Yong go to threaten Gu Zichao?

Nie Xingfeng frowned, and asked Yi: "After Xu Zhen met with him, did you contact anyone?"

"Yes, but I don't know who it is. She said the matter was done successfully, so she hung up the phone."

"Needless to say, Feng Yong intends to make another fortune. Anyway, all the photos are taken, so nothing is worth it."

Henry Zhang came to a conclusion, and remembered the incident of being drugged by Gu Zichao last night, and said bitterly: "I hope Feng Yong can make a fortune from that bastard!"

Facts have proved that Feng Yong did it.Although the recording of the conversation between Gu Zichao and Feng Yong last night was very unclear, it can be heard from the intermittent conversation that Gu Zichao agreed to the deal with Feng Yong.

"After all, I'm still afraid of being exposed. Hehe, I just exposed it. I threatened him with hundreds of thousands, and then showed his lewd photos on various pornographic websites to see what he would do."

"Don't be silly!"

Henry Zhang ignored Nie Xingfeng's reprimand, turned the mouse, and tried hard to find Gu Zichao's private photos.I actually found a lot in the morning, but I have to admit that Gu Zichao was cautious. Although there were a few photos that appeared in the gay bar, they were all very blurry. It was difficult to say that it was him, let alone eighteen. Forbidden picture.

"If you threaten with these things, not only will you not get any money, but you will also be convicted of intimidation." Nie Xingfeng poured cold water on the side.

"Got it." If the information obtained from the Internet is useful, all the staff of their detective agency don't have to run around all day looking for clues. He just treats boredom as a pastime.

Through Yi's Instant Messenger, Zhang Xuan learned that Xu Xuzhen had not contacted Feng Yong again. He guessed that Xu Xuzhen had successfully obtained the information. After sorting out the recording materials, I took them to the boss that afternoon.

"Chairman, why did my little sheep turn into a mixed wool sheep overnight?"

Before setting off, Henry Zhang walked around his paint-stained workaround three times, and looked at Nie Xingfeng with a puzzled expression.

"You just make do with it first, and I'll pay you for a new one later." As a spirit body, what else can he do besides write a bad promise?

"It's not about the money, I'm just worried about whether it can last until you return to your soul."

Henry Zhang sighed, and carried Nie Xingfeng all the way to the detective agency.

Today, the staff of the detective agency is quite complete. Apart from Zuo Tian, ​​Du Weiwei, and Joy Lai who I saw last time, there are also two young men. Everyone is drinking afternoon tea together.Henry Zhang stepped forward and patted the shoulders of the two of them, and said to Nie Xingfeng: "This iceberg-style man who never smiles for a hundred years, who cherishes his words like gold is called Qi Yu, and this guy with a smiling face like a tiger is called Liang Liang. They are life and death, and they are inseparable." Meng."

As Henry Zhang introduced, one has a cold face and the other is full of smiles, but they are all top-notch handsome guys. Let Nie Xingfeng once again lament the selection criteria of the boss of this company.

"Who are you talking to?" Joy Lai turned to look at No Man's Space and asked strangely.

"My beckoning cat, I want to pay for it."

Joy Lai really took out his wallet seriously, and Liang Liang snatched it away, sneering: "This guy is talking nonsense again, do you really believe it? If he really knows how to catch ghosts, he doesn't need to rely on you." The name is advertised."

"I want to see if I still don't give it."

No one believed the truth, Henry Zhang didn’t care, and after handing over the information to the boss, he smiled and sat down beside everyone.In addition to the fragrant coffee, there were several plates of exquisite pastries on the desk. He took a piece casually, and asked while eating, "It's rare that you are all here, and the case is over?"

"Just finished, I came to report to the boss and asked for leave for a big break. It happened to be the time for the trainee anatomy lecture from Joy." Liang Liang threw another piece of snack into his mouth as he spoke.

Henry Zhang saw joy, and the latter began to continue his speech just now: "I have seen more corpses than people recently, especially the dismemberment case, there is nowhere to start, the liver, lungs, spleen, stomach and kidneys are squatting, you just grind it with a meat grinder I can't even get such a complete feeling, the murderer is so professional..."

"vomit……"

With one voice, everyone present gave the same response, and then several stacks of newspapers fell on Xielai's forehead at the same time.

"That's enough you, can you talk about some nutritious topics during afternoon tea time? You think everyone is as neurotic as you!"

Du Weiwei's soprano made Xielai shut up immediately, took a few biscuits, and quietly left the table.

Regardless of everyone’s strong opposition, Henry Zhang packed all the remaining snacks, put them in a plastic bag for his own, said goodbye and left, and was called back by Zuo Tian when he walked to the door.

"There is nothing wrong with the information, but Qin Zhao is not in good health recently. You can take him to his house tomorrow, and bring the check back by the way. I will make an appointment for you at ten o'clock in the morning. Here is the address."

By the way?

Henry Zhang took the information, and there was a small sticker with the address of Qin Zhao’s home, which was completely different from his home, where would he go by the way?Besides, is there such a way to send materials directly?If you are allowed to see it, why don't you go through it immediately?

"How come?" Seeing Henry Zhang's worry, Zuo Tian smiled cunningly, "People who have met you, even if their IQ is one hundred to the Nth power, would not think of you as a detective. Very confident."

"Trust you ghost! Remember to reimburse me for fuel later!" Henry Zhang choked at the boss disrespectfully, and pulled Nie Xingfeng away.

When he got downstairs, he gave Nie Xingfeng all the snacks, "Try Sister Weiwei's cooking, it's amazing."

It turned out to be for myself.

On the way back, Nie Xingfeng ate some snacks and suddenly smiled.It's an unbelievable scene for President Nie to eat snacks behind the man, but with Henry Zhang, he feels so natural.

The next morning, Henry Zhang went to Qin Zhao’s house at the address given by Zuo Tian, ​​hesitated before taking Nie Xingfeng into the car, and asked, “Chairman, do you find it annoying to run around with me all day? If you are tired, rest at home."

"Not tired." Nie Xingfeng also has a restless personality. Rather than being bored at home watching soap operas, he prefers to accompany Henry Zhang for a drive outside. Besides, he is also very interested in Qin Zhao, but...

Looking at that poor little sheep, Nie Xingfeng felt that because of his appearance, the date of its devotion to death was very likely to come earlier.

"Later, I'll help you change to a heavy-duty motorcycle. Run fast, and you won't be afraid of missing the case." To be precise, Nie Xingfeng felt that the big bike was more attractive and worthy of Henry Zhang, and the little sheep was more suitable for girls to ride.

"Heavy machine..." While riding the car, Henry Zhang thought for a while, and discussed: "Why don't you add a little more money and help me buy a car. I don't ask much, and Mercedes-Benz BMW is fine."

Mercedes-Benz BMW, isn't that too much to ask for?

Nie Xingfeng grabbed Henry Zhang's waist and clasped it tightly, smiling: "Master Zhang, can you tell me how to write the word temperance?"

The courtyard of Qin Zhao's house is quite large, surrounded by dense greenery, and various valuable flowers and trees are planted. The exterior decoration is quiet and elegant, very much like an antique dealer.

"Grandma, it turns out that antique dealers are so popular, I'll switch to tomb robbery." Henry Zhang resentfully said.

Corresponding to the exterior style, the interior decoration is also very elegant.The bronze-toned decoration gave people the illusion of entering a classical atmosphere. The servant asked Henry Zhang to take a seat, and then offered tea and snacks, saying that the master would be there soon, and asked him to wait a moment.

"This place seems to be antique except for the two of us."

The master hadn’t appeared yet, Henry Zhang couldn’t sit still, browsed casually in the hall, and finally stopped in front of an ink painting.

The antiques have been re-mounted, the scrolls are still very new, and the nine-petal plum pattern reveals a faint shadow. This pattern is not common. Nie Xingfeng thought about it for a long time and did not think of such a mounting technique. Seeing Henry Zhang holding his chin and studying He introduced: "This is Wen Tong's bamboo ink. Wen Tong is Su Shi's cousin, and he is best at painting bamboo. The idiom "have a bamboo in your mind" originated from him."

Nie Xingfeng’s grandfather likes to collect antiques. He has been fascinated by his ears and eyes since he was a child, and he knows a thing or two. After hearing this introduction, Henry Zhang’s blue pupils immediately brightened, and he praised: “Wen Tong’s calligraphy is great!”

"It turns out that Mr. Zhang is also interested in ancient paintings." An old voice came from behind, and Qin Zhao came.

The little magic stick is not interested in ancient paintings, but in the value of ancient paintings. With a smile, Nie Xingfeng answered in his heart.

Qin Zhao himself looked much older than in the photo, his mental state seemed to be very poor, and he had to rely on a cane to walk. It could be seen that he had tried his best to groom his appearance for meeting guests, but he still couldn't hide his old age.

With the taste of death, Henry Zhang couldn't help but frowned when facing Qin Zhao head-on.

Qin Zhao has a strong breath of death on his body, which is a sign that he is about to enter another world. Henry Zhang sometimes hates his psychic inspiration, because this strong induction makes him very uncomfortable.

His heart was beating restlessly, and he suddenly figured out one thing - Qin Zhaohui asked the detective agency to investigate his wife, perhaps because he already knew that he was going to die soon?

After the host and guest sat down, Henry Zhang handed over the information, Qin Zhao took it out, glanced at it casually, and then put it back again. He quickly took out the check, signed it, and handed it to Henry Zhang.

The money was easily obtained, but Henry Zhang had no intention of leaving. He drank tea and chatted with his master about antiques all over the place. With Nie Xingfeng reminding him, he was still able to talk clearly.

Qin Zhao didn't seem to have expected that the handsome young man who was engaged in detective work also knew about antiques, and the conversation started. The two chatted happily from pre-Qin bronzes to modern kiln porcelain, Xu Zhen walked in from the outside.

"We have guests." She stopped and greeted casually.

"A friend who came to discuss the antique business." Qin Zhao replied blankly.

Xu Zhen nodded and went to the second floor. The conversation between the two showed a clear alienation. Coupled with those photos, it seems that this relationship between husband and wife will not last long.

Henry Zhang deliberately ignored the unhappiness that flashed in Qin Zhao’s eyes, and continued to discuss his topic of antiques.

"A friend of mine is very interested in ancient silverware, especially the kind of panlong divination. I wonder if Mr. Qin has a collection?"

"There are divination and the like, but not many."

"What about this one?"

Henry Zhang quickly drew a few times on the paper with a pen, and handed it to Qin Zhao. Nie Xingfeng glanced at it. It was such a bad sketch. It was strange that Qin Zhao could understand it.

The haggard face didn't seem to show any abnormality, but the instantly constricted pupils revealed the master's strongly suppressed emotions. He was loathing, fearing, and even wanting to escape.

"I've never seen this kind of antique silverware. Where did you see it?" Qin Zhao asked, his voice a little astringent.

Henry Zhang blinked his beautiful pupils, with a harmless expression like a dog, "My friend asked me, to be honest, I didn't understand, I thought Mr. Qin was an expert and would meet."

"No, I don't know you!" After Qin Zhao categorically denied it, he stood up and ordered to evict the customer: "Sorry, the time I agreed with the customer is coming soon."

"Then do you have a similar picture or something..."

Henry Zhang still wanted to ask, but was stopped by Nie Xingfeng, "Forget it, he is already scared enough, don't scare the old man out of trouble."

"Even if you don't scare him, he hasn't been here for a few days." Henry Zhang muttered, but he left obediently.

The truth was not forced, it was tricked, he had to strike while the iron was hot, and slowly get the words out of Qin Zhao.

Walking to the entrance of the hall, there was a sudden scream, Xu Zhen rushed out of the room on the second floor, stood at the stairs, and looked ahead absently.

"What happened?" Qin Zhao asked.

Henry Zhang had turned back and ran upstairs, and Xu Zhen fell to the ground and supported her in time before she fell down the stairs, making Nie Xingfeng have to admit that the little magic stick is indeed of high quality in terms of responsiveness.

Xu Zhen's face was pale, his mouth was half-opened and half-closed nervously, and he muttered words of unknown meaning. There was a low sound from the ground next to him, and the light on the mobile phone was flickering, as if he was still on a call, Henry Zhang hurriedly took it.

There was chaos on the other side of the microphone, screams, noise, and hurried footsteps, interweaving a very chaotic space.

"Hey, anyone? What's going on? Talk!"

Henry Zhang yelled at the phone for a long time before he heard a trembling response: "Yes, is it Supervisor Feng's friend? He, he just had an accident..."

"An accident?"

"He accidentally fell off the stage..."

Half an hour later, Henry Zhang rushed to the stage where Feng Yong was in charge, and when he saw the stage that had just been set up, he patted his forehead.

Don't have to hope, fell from a height of nearly ten feet, if Feng Yong is fine, then something must have happened to God's head.

Of course, there will be no problem with God's head, so Henry Zhang soon heard the news of Feng Yong's death from the on-site staff.To be precise, Feng Yong died on the spot when he fell off the stage. The red stains on the stage that had not been cleaned up proved this fact.

Several policemen were doing on-site investigation, but it was just a routine. All the staff members testified that Feng Yong was making arrangements on the stage at that time.

Henry Zhang looked at the stairs next to the stage, then at the pool of blood a little away from the stairs, and shrugged.

"Judging from the point of the fall, Feng Yong didn't seem to have stumbled and fell when going downstairs, but fell directly from the stage. Xu Zhen said something to him on the phone, so that he was so excited that he forgot the location of the stairs. "

Xu Zhen must have heard the voice of Feng Yong's accident at that time, so he was stimulated into a mental disorder, and they didn't slow down until they left the Qin residence. Looking at her state, Henry Zhang was not optimistic about being able to ask the truth from her.

"This case is super boring. The employer doesn't have a long life, the rival is dead, and the wife is still in a daze. I really don't know what we are busy with." On the way home, Henry Zhang sighed.

After not seeing Nie Xingfeng responding for a long time, he stretched his back, "Chairman, are you asleep?"

"No, it's just uncomfortable."

Greed, blood, and death are the scenes he hates to see the most. Perhaps, no matter how long he experiences, he will not be able to adapt to such an infinite cycle.

Leaning behind Henry Zhang, the man's elegant body fragrance soothed Nie Xingfeng's anxiety.There was a peaceful aura on Henry Zhang, which made him involuntarily want to get closer, so he hugged his arms tighter and said, "Pause when you pass that candy house."

The way home doesn't pass the candy house at all, okay!The goat milk that his little sheep drink costs money, God knows how expensive gasoline is now!

But... It feels good to be hugged by the lucky cat. For the sake of that super handsome face, Henry Zhang forgave Nie Xingfeng's excessive demands, and went straight to the candy house by detour.

"What do you want to eat, I'll treat you." After parking the car, Henry Zhang said.

"The chocolate you bought last time was pretty good."

The two walked in, there were not many customers in the candy house today, a person who was paying saw Henry Zhang, laughed after a moment, and came over to say hello to him: "What a coincidence, I am more and more aware that we are destined. "

The enemy's road is narrow!Haunted!Gu Zichao!

Seeing Henry Zhang's tangled brows, Nie Xingfeng was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I forgot that he also likes this dim sum."

The clerk packed the snacks and brought them to Gu Zichao. It was such a big box. Henry Zhang glanced at it and thought to himself, he would not be afraid of diabetes if he ate so much.

"It turns out that you also like dim sum. Let me help you choose. These are good. Try them."

Gu Zichao helped Henry Zhang choose a few kinds on his own initiative, asked the clerk to wrap them up, and asked him: "Are you free tonight? Shall we go to that store and sit down?"

"Not today, I have something to do, how about tomorrow night?"

"Then it's settled, I'll wait for you."

Because of the appearance of the satyr, the snack money was saved, and Gu Zichao was sent away. Henry Zhang took another box of wine chocolates, and when he asked the clerk to count the money, he asked, "Which gentleman came often just now?"

"Mr. Gu is a regular customer of our store. He is in a good mood today and bought a lot at once."

"How do you know he's in a good mood?"

"He said it himself. When he is in a good mood, he eats a lot of sweets. He hasn't been here for a long time. I thought he moved to another place."

Handsome is always the most practical license plate in communication. The clerk answered Henry Zhang’s customer service to the point of answering every question and explaining it in detail. The stars in his eyes shone brighter than the decorative lights in the store. I hope this beautiful The little handsome guy can give himself a little more impression value.

Back home, Henry Zhang gave Yi the box of wine chocolates as a reward. He saw that the little animal had no immunity to alcohol, and sure enough, Yi accepted the gift happily.

Nie Xingfeng was cooking, Henry Zhang sat on the sofa, looked at his back and sighed: "Chairman, I am used to taking care of your three meals a day, what should I do after you leave?"

Nie Xingfeng turned his head and looked at each other.

"I'll stay and cook for you, or you can live with me!" 』Staring at Nie Xingfeng, Henry Zhanghao hoped that he would say so.

"If you want to eat, I can make it for you every day in the future. 』With a heartbeat, Nie Xingfeng blurted out almost as Henry Zhang thought.

"Actually, Boss, you don't have to worry so much! Don't look at me as a bat, I'm actually good at cooking. Although I may not be as good as the chairman, I definitely can't kill people. As a shikigami, this I can still help.”

In the space where the four eyes are staring, there is a little bat, which flaps its wings and introduces itself.

Game Over.

After a brief silence, Nie Xingfeng turned to cook, Henry Zhang turned to watch TV, and was inexplicably ignored. Yi scratched his head strangely, chewing chocolate in his mouth, and judged that human beings are indeed the most unreasonable animals.