[comprehensive] superior skills

Since the bizarre death of Layman Guangming, the crow, which was regarded as an ominous object, has been boycotted by the whole people. Therefore, in order to avoid innocent damage to combat power, Song Ci did not send a team of flying generals to investigate the core members behind the Ghost Association.

But fortunately, besides birds, there are many unnoticed little guys in this world. Through the address provided by Miscellaneous Section, Song Ci summoned hundreds of flying insects and spread them densely among the ten key members Surrounding their residence, they observe their every move 24 hours a day and night.

Unexpectedly, after half a month of investigation and monitoring, the suspicion of the ten people who are still on the register has been cleared.

"It shouldn't be," Huang Yaozu wondered when he looked at the information collected by his subordinates, "However, these people are not ordinary people, why there is no sign at all, no matter how good their hearts are, killing people is not killing chickens, how could it be possible For ten years, act as if nothing happened."

"I'm also surprised it turned out to be so unexpected."

Song Ci, who thought she would easily find the murderer, was more anxious than her boss, who only treated the case as an ordinary job. Although the mother and son never showed up to urge her, she always felt that things should not be like this.

"I always have a feeling that the person we are looking for is hidden in the Spiritual Association."

Song Ci frowned and said, "Apart from these ten key members, are there any other positions that can play a leading role without attracting attention?"

"According to the position of their association, it seems that there is no particularly important position."

Huang Yaozu looked for the information again, "After all, no matter where a small private group like this is not for profit, it is AA system no matter where it goes, and even the most important accountant is saved. Except for the symbolic president and the liaison member The logistics can start to work, it's really nothing to be concerned about."

"Where's the recorder?" Song Ci followed up and asked, "Don't they need someone to record the whole process when they get together?"

Huang Yaozu smiled and shook his head, "Isn't this a functional department that needs special records? What's more, in the past seven years or so, who had the patience to do this with paper and pen, do you think it's a miscellaneous department? Unless it's like now ..."

Seeing that his expression froze suddenly, Song Ci hurriedly asked, "How is it like now?"

Huang Yaozu turned his face, and said in a serious tone: "Unless special video equipment is used like now! We have neglected a very important role from the beginning. The monthly gathering of the Ghost Association will have a videographer to record the video. of!"

The work of filming seems inconspicuous and hides behind the camera every time, but it is one of the indispensable members of an outdoor group.

"How old is this cameraman this year? Is he a senior member of the association?" Seeing that things had turned around, Song Ci asked with bright eyes.

Huang Yaozu took out a registration form from the information of ordinary members, "Tang Jingde, nicknamed Ade, was a taxi driver with the backbone members of the Ghost Association in the early years. Later, he changed his career to photography because he was obsessed with outdoor photography and self-raised funds. Now he is a soul Owner and art director of a photo studio."

"59 years old, or a photographer who suddenly changed career from taxi driver more than 20 years ago?"

Holding the thin piece of paper, Song Ci began to realize that his intuition might not be wrong, "Huang Sir, I don't know if you have heard some rumors. In the mid-nineteenth century, when spiritualism rose in the United States, a world The first "ghost photographer" in the world, this man named William Muller is said to have the ability to capture the soul. Since the invention of photography technology, there are also many pagans who firmly believe that a person's soul can be imprisoned through photos."

"If this Tang Jingde is the murderer we are looking for, would it be because he has ghosts in his heart that he turned to the photography industry that can bring him a sense of security?"

"I don't believe in stupid things like ghosts can be imprisoned with just a photo or video, but who can guarantee that Tang Jingde won't believe it? A suspicious and desperate person will grab anything as a straw and won't let it go. If this occupation happens to bring him a long period of peace, I am afraid that the false will become true."

Huang Yaozu took the car keys and got up and walked out, "Since you have a target person, why don't you take a closer look, in any case, you will gain more than we imagined here."

Speeding all the way, the two soon came to the photography studio in the downtown area of ​​Kowloon.

"It seems that the surname Tang has made a lot of money these years. Whether it is rented or bought out, this position is not affordable for ordinary people. The annual rent alone costs 10,000+."

Huang Yaozu leaned on the car door, looked at the two-story facade across the road with an area of ​​several thousand square feet and praised.

"Don't you think the decoration style of this studio is weird? Under normal circumstances, there are a few stores that will turn their marketing points facing the public into this ghostly look. It looks more like a funeral parlor than a photo studio. Which fool would come here This is the kind of place for family photography.”

Although this gloomy and psychedelic decoration style is very popular in later generations, it is only a few years now, if it is not for the fact that the boss's thinking is different from ordinary people, there is really no second reason.

"There's nothing wrong with being weird. The more different he is, the more likely there are deeper reasons behind it."

Passing through the high pointed-rib vault at the door, Huang Yaozu suddenly put his arms around the little girl beside him and said to the welcoming lady at the reception with a smile on his face: "Hello, pretty girl, I want to take a group of family photos with the children. Is there any A more affordable package is recommended.”

Perhaps the beauty trick has worked, the female receptionist who was still fiddling with her mobile phone immediately squeezed her throat and smiled pretentiously: "There is a handsome guy, the specific price depends on the photographer and the background, if you use the template in the studio Naturally, it will be cheaper than field photography, and different groups of photographers and work teams have to calculate the cost separately."

She opened a large photo album and pointed, "Look, the charge for photos like this group is higher, because the photographer is the number one in our store, and he has won a trophy in competitions in the UK."

Huang Yaozu lay on the counter and seemed to be studying it seriously, "Are all the photographers here hired from outside?"

"That's right, the top three are all hired by the boss with a lot of money!" The female welcome cast a wink, her eyelashes curled and her red lips parted.

"Hearing you say that, your boss must be very knowledgeable, so it would be better to ask him to take pictures, of course the price doesn't matter!" Huang Yaozu patted his pocket boldly.

"Our boss is naturally a good player, but I heard that he hasn't taken pictures of people for a long time, and even the daily arrangement of the studio has been thrown to the top card."

The female welcome said with a displeased look on her face, "Those who don't know now think that the top card is the serious boss. I used to have a partner who was fired because I accidentally offended the top card. People are so busy every day."

"You don't make money, it seems that your boss doesn't really like photography!" Huang Yaozu sarcastically said.

"How come! Our boss loves to take pictures!"

The female welcome guest was surprised and said: "I have never seen anyone who likes photography more than him when I grow up. He has never left his camera! It's just that the boss has been focusing on public welfare in recent years. In practice, for example, to take photos of patients in nursing homes, he is very kind and not afraid of taboos, and many elderly people without relatives or relatives use the studio to help provide portraits for free."

"So your boss is really a good person. There are not many conscientious businessmen nowadays."

Huang Yaozu laughed and said, "I don't know if you can give me a business card. I also want to get to know this kind Mr. Tang, or introduce a few more big clients. Anyway, it will cost money, why not Giving money to such kind-hearted people can also take the opportunity to give back to the society!"

After secretly observing the movement at the stairs, the female receptionist took out a small piece of paper from the cabinet door under the table and stuffed it into the man's hand, "Hey, handsome guy, I only provided it for your sake, Our boss doesn’t like dealing with strangers and it’s been a long time since we’ve issued a business card, and it’s an old one I found when I was clearing my partner’s table.”

"Thank you pretty girl, I'll treat you to some tea when you're free!" Huang Yaozu held his business card between his fingers and waved, and hurriedly ran away with the little girl who lost her voice like a background board.

"Huang Sir, do you have to sell your appearance in exchange for information every time you run an errand? Is it because you have yin and yang eyes or because you are good-looking that the officer chose you as the head of the Miscellaneous Affairs Department?" He sat back in the car, all the way gloomy. Song Ci finally couldn't help asking.

It's really unbearable to talk and laugh with the nympho girl for so long.

"Is there any difference between the two? It's me anyway!"

Huang Yaozu flicked his hair in the rearview mirror narcissistically, "It's better to be handsome than to look like a ghost, sir is also a visual animal!"

"Stop talking so much, let me check Tang Jingde's phone number with my brother first."

He deftly dialed a frequently used number on his mobile phone, and told the operator on the opposite side the basic information of the suspect.

Song Ci sat beside him obediently, watching him hold the phone with his shoulder, and kept writing down a line of text in response.

"Thank you, brother!"

After hanging up the phone, Huang Yaozu passed the zoomed-in pictures in the notebook to his subordinates, "Tang Jingde's family immigrated to Australia more than ten years ago, and he is the only one living in a single villa in the suburbs. Look carefully at the address. According to the inference from the map, his overturned house happened to be a blind spot away from the Yuen Long accident site, and no matter which way we took, there would be no direct bus or subway to his door.”

"In connection with what he did after the incident, this person is really suspicious."

Song Ci hadn't seen a map of Hong Kong before, but after hearing Huang Yaozu's words and taking a closer look, Tang Jingde really moved the newly built villa to a deserted field far away from the urban area.

"Not only did he send his family away, but he even avoided himself in a deserted suburb. Obviously, there is no silver 300 taels here. Didn't any of his friends notice Tang Jingde's strangeness?"

At this time, Huang Yaozu had restarted the car and drove towards the new address of the Tang family, "He found a good shield for himself, the Ghost Association. Generally, people who participate in these groups like to live in remote places to find opportunities to meet ghosts, and some people Specially spend a lot of money to live in the legendary haunted house. Therefore, in the eyes of these like-minded people, Tang Jingde's actions are not only not suspicious at all, but it is easier to deepen their mutual affection."

The road conditions are getting worse and worse near the target location. Seeing that the sunset is about to fall into the horizon, Huang Yaozu, passing by the last 24-hour convenience store, makes an emergency stop and buys a big bag of food. "I wonder if Tang Jingde will go home tonight, if If he stays out overnight, this is the best time for us to find clues."

Song Ci didn't speak, but quietly watched the two-story building in the distance where even the windows were covered by curtains gradually melt into the dark night.

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