Celestial Ghost Master

"The man" whom the two policemen were talking about was cooking a fire in his apartment.

In a small room of only 50 ping, there is a spiral staircase beside the corridor at the door, leading to the bedroom on the second floor.

This is a small duplex house, the floor is covered with high-quality wooden floors, the color is dark red, there is a beige leisure sofa for two people in the living room, a small rocking chair next to it, and a large Persian pattern carpet under the coffee table. The lamp is a vintage crystal chandelier.

The kitchen is just below the stairs, and it is open. The dining table in front is equivalent to a simple bar, and above the bar is a cup holder for a red wine glass.Several transparent red wine glasses of different shapes were hanging upside down, and on the wall next to the bar, there were some post-it notes with words written on them.

The mobile phone that was randomly thrown on the ground buzzed and turned on, which was very harsh in the quiet room.

On the stairs, a group of fluffy white cats poked their heads out, their golden eyes looked at the owner in the living room. The man was lying on the rocking chair and dozing off, with a thick blanket covering his knees and a blindfold on his face.

"Meow--"

Following the meow of the cat as if reminding, the cat on the stairs ran down to the feet of its owner, easily jumped onto the man's knee, and rubbed its furry face against the corner of the man's beautiful mouth.

"Well……"

The disturbed dreamer moved his head, felt the pet licking his finger, before opening his eyes, he laughed first, "Silver, you just ate your Christmas dinner half an hour ago, now Are you hungry again..."

"Meow!"

The pet cat called Silver seemed dissatisfied, and swept the man's lap with its big tail.

Taking off the blindfold, the man's face was clearly exposed. His appearance was a little cold, his brows were faint, and his pair of phoenix eyes looked lazy.

The bridge of the nose is high, the lips are light pink, the lower lip is very thin, the lower jaw is slightly pointed, and the cheeks are thin.

The man's slender fingers scratched Yin's chin, and only then did he notice the continuously buzzing mobile phone on the carpet at his feet.

An unknown number was displayed on the display, and the man was about to pick it up when the phone stopped.

Thinking it was a harassing phone call, the man asked Yin to get off his lap, picked up the phone while standing up straight, and was about to turn around to go to the bathroom when the phone rang again.

It was still an unknown number, and the man discovered that there were two messages displayed on the missed call.

It doesn't look like a harassing phone call.

The man blinked and pressed the answer button.

"Hey?"

The sound of just waking up is a little hoarse, but it is undoubtedly very pleasant.

The woman on the other end of the phone seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then said timidly, "Is it...Mr. Yin Cheng?"

Yin Sheng raised his hand and rubbed his neck, casually, "It's me, who are you?"

"Ah, hello!" The woman seemed relieved, and hurriedly introduced herself, "My name is Mao Min, and I learned about you from a friend. I...I want your help with something."

Holding the phone, Yin Sheng walked to the bar, poured himself a glass of white water, Yin swung his big tail and rubbed against his feet, Yin Sheng looked down at it, and hooked Yin's belly with his slippers.

"Miss Mao, if you know about me from your friends, you should know what I do."

"It's clear." Mao Min seemed very nervous, he was silent for a while, and said again, "I... my father died inexplicably today, I would like to invite you to come and see..."

"Miss Mao."

Yin Sheng shook the cup in his hand, and said calmly, "If there is a murder case, please go to the police station."

"No, that's not the case." Mao Min raised his voice suddenly, and then suppressed it as if he realized something, "My father died strangely, it's not an ordinary... er... homicide, it's useless to hand it over to the police .”

Yin Sheng raised his eyebrows, and saw his expressionless face reflected in the glass.

"Please my price is high."

"No problem!" Mao Min nodded quickly, "As much as you want! As long as you come!"

Yin Sheng twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, and immediately agreed. After checking the mailing address with Mao Min, he hung up the phone.

"There are also business visits at Christmas." Yin Sheng bent down to pick up Yin, and rubbed his soft belly with his fingers, "I hope the trip is not in vain."

……

Go out the next day.

The rain and snow on the ground had dried up a long time ago, and the cold wind hurt people's faces. Even with the sun shining brightly, they couldn't feel the warmth at all.

Yin Sheng wore a dark green scarf, a dark windbreaker, and jeans, with his hands in his pockets, and took the elevator downstairs to go out.

His cold face was reflected on the elevator door, and there were faint dark circles under his eyes, but that didn't affect his handsomeness at all. His lazy temperament made him look like a nobleman from some family.

The elevator stopped for a moment on the fifth floor, and a delicately dressed woman came in, with a thick mink fur coat, a red scarf around her neck, a small white handbag covered in animal hair, and a pair of leather boots. .

The burgundy wavy curly hair is scattered on the shoulders, and the makeup looks like she is going to attend some grand party.

After the woman entered the elevator, she took a few extra glances at Yin Sheng.

At the same time, he took out a long and thin cigarette from the bag and lit it.

The smell of perfume mixed with the smell of cigarettes, Yin Sheng's eyes filled with nausea.

"Brother, what floor are you from? Why haven't I seen you on weekdays?" The woman took the initiative to talk, her voice flattering.

Yin Sheng raised his head, glanced at her, and then his eyes fell on the back of the woman.

The woman didn't notice, the hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and some ash fell, "New one?"

Ding--

The elevator reached the first floor, and Yin Sheng was about to go out.

"Hey." The woman stopped him, "Where are you going? I have a car, how about giving you a ride?"

Hands with bright red nails rested on Yin Sheng's arm, and Yin Sheng finally turned around and spoke.

"You should not go out today."

"what?"

The woman was taken aback for a moment, then she saw Yin Sheng raised her eyes and looked behind her again.

Only then did the woman feel that something was wrong, she looked back and saw that the elevator was empty and there was no one else.

Yin Cheng frowned at the emptiness of the air, his smile was indescribably serious.

The woman was startled, and quickly let go. When the elevator closed, she spat, "Crazy."

Yin Sheng's eyes were meaningful, looking at a woman in white standing straight behind the woman. When the elevator door closed, the woman slowly raised her head, eyes without pupils looked over the woman's shoulders and looked at Yin Sheng.

The elevator door slammed shut, and the red numbers above began to jump towards the negative floor.

Yin Sheng turned around on the spot, passed the hall and opened the glass door, stopped a taxi on the side of the street, and went to the address Mao Min said.

At the same time, a black Volkswagen was also heading towards the same destination.

At a large intersection, before the red light, Yin Sheng's taxi stopped slowly. Yin Sheng was bored, leaning his elbows on the side of the car window, looking at the street scene.

Diagonally behind him, the black Volkswagen with the Criminal Investigation Team logo printed on the door is only a car away from him.

In the driver's seat of the Volkswagen, Situ Bai was in a daze for some reason, staring at the traffic lights with a silly expression on his face.

Hu Ye, who was in the co-pilot's seat, was on the phone, and the voice came to Situ Bai's ears from time to time, and the man's bony fingers tapped on the steering wheel, repeatedly.

"In short, you procrastinate first, as long as you can procrastinate!"

After Hu Ye finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to answer, and then leaned back in his seat and took a deep breath.

Situ Bai turned his head, a calm smile appeared on his tough face, "Wang Xiaoer can't handle it?"

"If you can't figure it out, you have to figure it out." Hu Ye pouted, "This kid has been with us for three years, why is he still acting like an intern who just joined the bureau."

"That's because you helped him with everything." Situ Bai laughed, "Student Xiao Er has a bright future. Although he occasionally makes mistakes, it doesn't affect his essence as a hot-blooded youth."

When Hu Ye heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he thought to himself: I don't know who is the most frequent wrong line...

Thinking about it, he glanced sideways at his boss.

"Well... Actually, this case has been dismissed, and we have no right to take care of it..."

"I said there is a problem, so they can't let them go." Situ Bai snorted, watched the red light in front turn into green, slowly started the car and walked forward.

"You want to take this opportunity to reconcile with Mr. Yin..." Before Hu Ye finished speaking, seeing Situ's face, he swallowed his words and changed the subject, "Boss, you are so sure that Mr. Yin will come... ..."

"..." Situ Bai didn't speak, stepped on the gas pedal and passed through several intersections. It wasn't until Hu Ye started answering the second call that he said to himself, "He will definitely come."