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After leaving the door of the Du family, Fang Shaoyan and Qi Mu parted ways.

Qi Mu sat in the car, turned his head sideways and said to Fang Shaoyan: "Officer Fang, it's getting late, let me take you back." There are other things to do, I will call back later. "

"In that case..." Qi Mu started the car and said, "See you tomorrow!"

After Qi Mu drove away, Fang Shaoyan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and after receiving the notification, he yelled, "Hey! You goddamn stick, are you still in country m?"

"How many times have I told you! Don't call me a magic stick!" A distraught voice came from the other end of the phone, "Also, I've already returned to China!"

"It's just right to be back, I need your help with something, come here!"

"Hey, Police Officer Fang Da, you are like a servant, do you know how much it costs to ask me to do something once?" Fang Shaoyan gritted his teeth, "Are you coming or not?"

"..." The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then said very spinelessly, "Okay, I'll be right there!"

Ten minutes later, a second-hand Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of Fang Shaoyan. Ruan Jinghao poked his immature dark head out of the car window and asked, "What's the matter with calling me here in such a hurry?"

Fang Shaoyan walked to the car, leaned in front of him and whispered, "Steal the corpse!"

"Ah? What did you say?!" Ruan Jinghao was startled by these words, "I'm going, aren't you kidding me? You're a policeman, why would you do such a thing as stealing!"

Fang Shaoyan took out a photo from his pocket and asked, "Do you think this is done by someone?"

Ruan Jinghao stared at the photo with a thoughtful look on his face, "Well, if it was made by a human, it would probably take a ton of huge objects to crush the human into such a ghostly appearance..."

"This man died in his own bedroom, and the surrounding area was tightly sealed, without any suspicious traces from the outside world, and even his family members didn't hear a single sound, so he died just like that..." Fang Shaoyan put the photo back into his pocket .

"Ah? What you say...it's really suspicious..."

"The most important thing is that Du Ming has not been dead for three days, but I can't bring back his soul! There is definitely something wrong with the spell you taught!"

"How is this possible!" Ruan Jinghao immediately jumped out of the car when he heard this, "How can you question my ability? You must have done it in the wrong way!"

"My memory hasn't degenerated to the stage of an old man yet!" Fang Shaoyan said with a dark face, and then neatly copied the moves of spiritualism in front of him, Ruan Jinghao touched his chin and said, "Hey? That's right...then This proves that there is something wrong with this matter... By the way, who is the deceased? Du Ming? The prince of the Du Group?"

"Do you know?" "I don't know." Ruan Jinghao immediately smiled, "But I recognize the money in their hands. "Hey, don't you mean..."

"Oh, anyway, you are also worrying about this case, and I can make a fortune by the way, so why not do it?" Ruan Daxian rubbed his hands, smiling wretchedly.

"Do you think that everyone now believes in what you say?"

Ruan Jinghao patted his chest and said, "Don't worry! With my sharp tongue, I will definitely convince the Du family!" As the night fell, the doorbell of the Du family's gate rang again.

The old man who opened the door was still the old man in the daytime, with a gloomy expression on his face, "Who are you?"

Fang Shaoyan didn't dare to show up, and hid in the dark to watch.

Ruan Jinghao cleared his throat, and said meaningfully: "Poverty is Maoshan's 1th generation disciple—Ruan Jinghao, who came to your house today and suddenly sensed an evil spirit coming from inside. It must have happened in your house in the past two days. Killed people? The poor Taoist figured it out, this evil spirit is still in your mansion and continues to make trouble, if it is not removed in time, I am afraid that more people will die in the future..." Ruan Jinghao said a lot at the door. Dui, the old man who opened the door had no expression on his face, waited patiently for him to finish speaking, and then closed the door neatly, leaving only Ruan Daxian standing there with a dull expression.