Cub's father is not human

Fan Lang regretted that he didn't change his police uniform.

Hehe, a handsome guy appeared at school, dressed in a dark blue and neat police uniform, he was taller, handsomer, and his car was cooler, let me let you go, if you don’t look at it, everyone will look at it, men look at it, Women read it, those holding books read it, and the teachers followed suit.

Just after class, the beauties produced in the university almost put their eyes on him, and Fan Lang didn't care too much, just look at it, oops, don't take pictures, just take pictures, don't post on Weibo Ah, it’s fine for you to post on Weibo, can you not say it, such as 'There are police uncles haunting the school, be careful to be stunned by handsome', 'Oh my god, uniform control, I can't stand it', hey, hey Do you hear me?

Fan Lang called Mr. Chen, and the old professor happened to have a class, which was delayed, and has not been released yet, so Fan Lang was asked to go to the office to wait for him.The teacher's office runs across the entire school, in the very center of the school. It's just noon now, and there are many people after the students are out of class. There are people watching him on the road. Please, have you seen the police?

"I've seen, I've never seen someone so handsome, I've never seen someone who wears a police uniform so upright, energetic, and heroic." A senior sister took a mobile phone and patted Fan Lang's back, shouting as she patted, "Uniform control, look at his waist", the girdle perfectly shows Fan Lang's figure, the silver-white girdle, dark blue uniform, straight legs, slightly cold expression, God, who wouldn't I like to watch it.

Someone patted his shoulder from behind, and Fan Lang turned his head slightly with a cold expression.

"Uncle policeman, why did you come to our school?"

This was the first time Fan Lang saw Yin Li's face clearly without the cover of a peaked cap.His eyebrows are slender and thin, his skin is so thin and white that he doesn't look like a man, his eyes are big and watery, oh no, they are clear, looking at him brightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, delicate and delicate.

Pretty and perfect.Fan Lang never thought that he would use these words to describe a boy who smiled like the sun shining brightly, his thin lips were pink in color, his pupils were clear and clean, this person was like mineral water, clear, beautiful, spring water In the sun, it will bloom with crystal water light.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Yin Li suddenly remembered, "Oh, it's the Jiugongge hot pot, remember?"

Fan Lang didn't look at him, and said in a deep voice, "I know"

Yin Li showed a crooked smile, "By the way, let me tell you about my profile. I'm Yin Li, whose name is Xiao Zhao."

Fan Lang raised his eyebrows, looked at him in surprise, and said casually, "Is it called Zhiruo?"

"Ah, how do you know, could it be that you are... that?" Yin Li exaggeratedly showed a surprised expression, with a big smile on his face.

Fan Lang couldn't help laughing, the old god nodded, "Well, I am"

Yin Li pretended to be sad, "Oh, my God, so you are Zhao Min"

Fan Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he stretched out his hand to slap him, "I'm the golden lion king!" After he finished speaking, both of them laughed.

"Hey, Uncle Policeman, I don't know yet, you are also from the rivers and lakes." Yin Li stroked his hair.

Fan Lang also relaxed his expression, "No, my sister likes to watch it, don't call me Uncle Policeman, my name is Fan Lang."

Yin Li hugged the book, nodded, saw the cafeteria, "Is Mr. Fan okay?"

"Well, it's almost there, I'm leaving." He wanted to go east, and the cafeteria was to the west for Yin Li to eat.

Yin Li waved to him and shouted to him, "Goodbye, if you are free, you can come to our school to have a meal in the cafeteria, it's delicious."

Old Chen analyzed the picture brought by Fan Lang. There were dense green lines on the computer screen until the last hour of the round. Old Chen clicked Confirm and turned his chair, "It is impossible for an incident to happen. The use of tools will definitely leave marks. According to what you said, it is only found that there is a bone fracture in the throat, and if there is still no bruise after 48 hours, it is impossible to do it artificially.

Fan Lang possessed himself and read the analysis content on the computer screen carefully. Where there is yin, there must be yang, and where there is injury, there will be a seal. This is what the corpse said.He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Chen is sorry for your trouble."

Mr. Chen was holding a cup of hot tea, and his gray hair was flowing neatly. He turned his chair and came in front of Fan Lang, and said gently, "It's okay. Your Second Division is good at taking this kind of case. I'll make you feel better again for a while." Upset."

Fan Lang smiled, his cell phone rang, and when he received a call from Xu Chen, he glanced at Mr. Chen, and Mr. Chen signaled that he didn't need to worry about it.

"Brother Fan, the person who went to investigate Zhang Qi came back today. Some eyewitnesses said that Zhang Qi's parents have been practicing as a master at home for several days."

"Have you found out the exact start and end times?"

Xu Chen flipped through the detective report sent by his colleagues, "No, they did it behind closed doors at home. If someone hadn't seen people wearing mage robes coming out of the building a few times, they would have thought that someone might be a mage. The testimony of an eyewitness shows that it is indeed Zhang Qi's parents' house."

Fan Lang nodded to Mr. Chen, "Let the boss send someone to call out Zhang Qi's parents' movements and family situation within two weeks. And tell the boss, I'll go find someone"

"Brother Fan, who are you looking for?"

"Master", Fan Lang hung up the phone.

Old Chen shook his head and said with a sigh, "Science coexists with gods and ghosts. This world is really wonderful."

After Fan Lang came out from Mr. Chen's place, the afternoon classes had already started in the university. There were a lot fewer people, and it felt good that there weren't so many people staring at him.

The autumn sun was shining brightly in the air, Fan Lang squeezed the photo in his hand tightly, feeling a bit of chill inexplicably.

The Second Division of Criminal Investigation, the Abnormal Death Events Group, is called the Second Division of Psychics by colleagues.Sure enough, it hasn't changed.

"Mr. Fan, handsome guy, hey, Uncle Policeman"

Fan Lang turned his head and saw the children who left at noon running over again. Yin Li greeted him and ran over, panting and asked, "Mr. Fan didn't eat?"

Fan Lang asked with a smile, "How do you know?"

Yin Li shook the plastic box in his hand, "You can only swipe your student card in school, Mr. Fan has been away from school for a long time, don't you remember?"

"That's true. But we were lax."

Yin Li handed him the plastic box, "Try it, steamed dumplings, just bought."

Fan Lang politely smiled and refused, "No, I'll just go back and eat. Don't bother."

Yin Li blinked, "It's okay, you're welcome. The last time the aunt in our store accidentally spilled soup on you, Mr. Fan was not angry, so let me thank you for my aunt."After he finished speaking, he pointed to a green shade not far from the corner where there were benches.

The child was very enthusiastic, and Fan Lang was too embarrassed to refuse.It's not about refusing or anything, what if the child has a strong self-esteem and thinks he looks down on him.This kind of thing often happens in school. You can read the newspapers and you will know that the suicide rate is rising very fast. Your inadvertence will make others wonder what to think.

He and Yin Li sat on the bench, undid two buttons on the top of the police uniform, undid the sleeves at the cuffs, and relaxed.Open the steamed dumpling with the chopsticks given by Yin Li, take a bite, the stuffing is made of beef, not oily or greasy, very delicious.

"A history student?" He saw that Yin Li was still holding a book in his hand.

Yin Li shook the information in his hand, "Well, world history, Department of History"

Graduated from Fan Lang Police Academy, he didn't know much about these things, so he didn't ask any more questions.It was Yin Li who became interested when he saw the photo of Fan Lang casually at hand.

"Can I see your picture"

Fan Lang thought for a while, "Okay, but it's an important secret, don't pass it on indiscriminately."

Yin Li laughed, "Of course, Uncle Policeman. I will definitely not talk nonsense, I still want my life."

There are only partial patterns in the photos, one is a close-up of the neck and the other is a shaded infrared of the inside of the throat, with obvious cracks in the bones above.

The skin on the neck was intact without any scars or bruises. Yin Li stared at the neck of the deceased without blinking his eyes.

Suddenly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why, can you understand?" Fan Lang looked at his serious look just now.

Yin Li sent the photo back in embarrassment, "Hey, of course I don't understand it, but it looks familiar."

Fan Lang was taken aback by his actions, and his eyes became serious, "Have you seen this kind of thing?"

Yin Li lowered his Adam's apple, and Fan Lang's stellar energy surged into his body in an instant, making him lose his mind a little. Yin Li quickly recovered, showing a smile with eight teeth, "You are professionals, I don't think it's good to say this, if You think I'm talking nonsense, don't take me to the police station if you make a move."

Fan Lang laughed, "Okay, stop teasing, talk about it"

Yin Li scratched on the photo with his finger, "The bone fracture in the infrared photo looks like 'Thirty'. This should be an analysis of the first photo, but there is no visible scar on his fatal part."

Fan Lang nodded. "When you put it that way, I think the slit in his throat is indeed abnormal."

Yin Li continued, "This 'Thirty' is probably a kind of charm.

Fan Lang frowned, they never paid attention to the appearance of this crack, they just focused on why there was no scar.As soon as Yin Li said it, he could see it.On the larynx slice picture, it does look a bit like the one that was illuminated by infrared rays.

"How do you know this?"

"In the past, if someone was haunted by a ghost in my hometown, I would ask someone to write the word "thirty", saying that it would seal my soul so that it would not be sucked away by the ghost. I saw it when I was a child. This word is very simple. , is a combination of uppercase Chinese characters one and three, I think I can write another word. I remember it very deeply." Yin Li scratched his hair and asked anxiously, "Is this not superstitious common people?"

Fan Lang couldn't stand the kid who was always worried that he would be caught. He smiled and threw the plastic box into the trash can. Thank you for providing such an important clue to the police uncle."

Yin Li shook hands with him, "People in Jianghu, thank you for your kindness."

Fan Lang patted him on the shoulder, "Boy, go back, I'll treat you to dinner when the case is solved." After he finished speaking, he strode away, finally having some clues, he seemed not in a hurry.

Mage, ritual, seal.Hehe, as Chen Lao said, science and ghosts coexist.

Yin Li watched his back disappear into the path of the school, he looked down at his hand, his clear eyes became as deep as a deep pool, Qiu Yang cast an erratic shadow behind him, feeling a little desolate and lonely some.