Hit ghost

"This is...hair?!" Luo Zheng also squatted next to the sculpture. He only glanced at Wen Liang's hand, and his lazy attitude just now changed immediately.

Kneeling on one knee, Luo Zheng drove away Wen Liang, who was in the way, with a serious face. While checking the situation, he already took out his mobile phone with the other hand.

"The hair wasn't artificially glued on, but grew out of the sculpture." Wen Liang stood aside innocently and reminded, "If you do a luminol reaction on this sculpture, maybe you can find a lot of blood? "

Luo Zheng looked at him in astonishment, took out his mobile phone and pointed at the sculpture to take a few photos, then Luo Zheng asked: "I don't know who you are, but if the facts are as serious as you say, this sculpture may To be kept by our police first, we need to open it for evidence."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Wen Liang said with a smile, then he picked up the sculpture under Luo Zheng's puzzled gaze, and threw it on the ground.

With a loud "click" from the heavy object falling to the ground, a crack appeared on the sculpture's face. Wen Liang squatted on the ground and knocked on the crack skillfully. Before Luo Zheng could react, the sculpture cracked .

"Oh, my hands are slippery." Wen Liang sighed, fakes can't be faked anymore.

"You! How can you damage the evidence!" Luo Zheng stared at the honest-looking white-haired man, almost fainting from anger, "If there is really a corpse inside... this is it!"

Wen Liang used almost all his strength just now, the outrageous external force of the sculpture broke a corner, and the hollow part broke, exposing the contents inside.

Luo Zheng's gaze was involuntarily attracted by the broken plaster. He saw that inside the gray-white plaster body that had not been broken, there was a nearly ossified mummy head inlaid. From here!

After seeing the head, he didn't bother to give Wen Liang ideological education. He dialed a number and hurriedly reported the situation: "Emergency, a human body stump was found in studio 109 of the West Teaching Building of Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts, please help, please support."

Half an hour later, when the sky began to turn pale, the city branch's survey vehicle and several police cars arrived late.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard followed the investigation team into the West Teaching Building. The lights of the West Teaching Building, which exudes a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere all the year round, were turned on, and the whole building seemed to be glowing.

Outside the door of room 109, Luo Zheng, Xie Jin and Wen Liang were standing there waiting. Since the discovery of the body parts, Luo Zheng drove them out to prevent further damage to the scene.

Footsteps were heard in the corridor, Luo Zheng looked up, passed through the survey team in uniform, and saw the middle-aged man following behind.

"Team Yan." Luo Zheng went up to greet him. He seemed to be an old acquaintance with the middle-aged man, "I called you over, I'm sorry."

"It's okay. The case is important. Besides, I haven't slept yet." The middle-aged man surnamed Yan is tall, and his complexion is very calm. Even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are sharper than ordinary people.

He walked between Xie Jin and Wen Liang with long legs, and asked, "Both of you, who found the body?"

Xie Jin is not very good at dealing with characters who seem to be serious like middle-aged people, coupled with anxiety in his heart, he becomes hesitant.

"Uncle Xie, it's okay." Ji Duan, who was still invisible to normal people, comforted beside him, and blocked his body in front of Xie Jin by the way, "It's just a routine police inquiry."

The corners of Wen Liang's eyes couldn't help twitching. He shrugged and met the captain's sharp gaze: "I found out. I have handed over the murderer to Team Luo. In addition, we found the body in Room 109 of the Oil Painting Department."

"Team Yan, this is Wen Liang. They are the informants just now." Luo Zheng smoothed things over from the sidelines. Although Wen Liang smashed important physical evidence just now, fortunately, the corpse was discovered because of this action, in order to prevent them from being divided again. He even said a few good words for Wen Liang in response to the leader's criticism.

"In the middle of the night, let's not talk about why the two of them appeared in the teaching building. The suspect was arrested in the dormitory. How did you get in?"

Captain Yan didn't even move his eyes, his deep and tired eyes were like two bottomless whirlpools, looking directly at Wen Liang.

But Captain Yan soon discovered that it was difficult for him to find any flaws in the smiling white-haired young man in front of him. Simply put, he couldn't see through gentleness.

Although Wen Liang's heterochromatic pupils were smiling, they seemed to contain something else, which gradually became numb and lost its own temperature as time passed. Even Captain Yan, an old policeman with decades of experience in criminal investigation, Can't see through.

Withholding his scrutiny, Captain Yan introduced himself: "I am the captain of the Criminal Investigation Team of the City Branch, and my name is Yan Yizheng. Please cooperate with us in our investigation."

"No problem." Wen Liang answered quite straightforwardly. Before following Yan Yizheng in, he gave Ji Duan a wink while others were not paying attention, which probably meant to let the other party hold Xie Jin and avoid unnecessary troubles.

"I heard from Lao Luo that you are a Taoist priest?" Yan Yizheng asked Wen Liang as he stood behind the investigation team to watch their actions, and he asked this question somewhat casually.

"Yes, I am a Taoist priest wandering in the clouds." Wen Liang still had the standard smile, "I have often done some righteous things since I was a child. After all, we can't always let the bad guys get away with it."

Yan Yizheng said "hmm", "It's not necessary for the citizens to worry too much. After all, he is a murder suspect with two lives in his hands. If he is accidentally injured, it will be a small loss. Next time you encounter such a thing, you have to call the police first. .”

"Of course, we must call the police." Wen Liang's attitude was very sincere, so sincere that he almost thought that he would not commit the crime again next time.

Only then did Yan Yizheng nodded in satisfaction, then he looked at Xie Jin who was timid behind Wen Liang, and asked, "Did I meet you somewhere?"

As soon as these words came out, several people present all turned their attention to Xie Jin, making Xie Jin uncomfortable.

"No...no." Xie Jin was very uncomfortable with the feeling of being watched by others, his pale skin began to boil, his face seemed to be being burned by a fire, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground.

And the young man beside him has a panoramic view of all Xie Jin's behaviors. Ji Duan has always been a very suspicious person, and Xie Jin's various abnormal behaviors reflect a fact.

Xie Jin seemed to know the policeman in front of him.

"No?" Yan Yizheng narrowed his eyes slightly, the fine lines around his eyes gathered together, and Xie Jin's flustered face was reflected in the black pupils, "But I think you look familiar."

Xie Jin didn't answer any more, but lowered his head even lower, his thin face was blushing almost to the point of bleeding, his chin almost reached his chest.

Yan Yizheng silently remembered Xie Jin's face, and he didn't bother this unspoken man anymore, but decided to wait until he returned to the game to find out his identity.

After spending another three hours at the Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts, Xie Jin and his group followed Yan Yizheng back to the city branch to make regular notes, and when they returned to the rented hotel, it was almost time to check out.

"So tired!" Wen Liang kicked off his cloth shoes without taking off his clothes, and folded his clothes on his bed. He faced the ceiling and sighed, "Are the police doing their duty so conscientiously now? It's a waste of time."

There was no one around to answer, but there was a heart-piercing sound of vomiting from the toilet. Wen Liang raised his heavy head and shouted towards the toilet: "What's wrong? Who vomited?"

In the toilet, Xie Jin didn't care about the stained toilet, and knelt down in front of him and vomited heartbreakingly. Ji Duan didn't know what happened, so he had to follow his back and ask.

"Uncle Xie? Xie Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Duan's voice seemed to be isolated by an invisible membrane, and Xie Jin couldn't hear it clearly. At this moment, his heart was being shrouded in crazy memories. Those scenes in the past stung his heart, and there was an indescribable soreness.

"Cough...cough cough cough!" The only food left in his stomach was poured out, and the slightly bitter bile spread in his mouth. Xie Jin's entire back began to convulse. The experience of the night and the torment in his heart at this moment made him a little out of force.

"Water! Get me a bottle of water!" Someone beside me shouted, and there was a sound of footsteps running away, and then turned back again.

Xie Jin felt that the world in front of him was spinning, he couldn't hold on to the old and dirty toilet anymore, his body limp and crooked, but fell into a embrace warmer than himself.

The sweet and cold liquid slid down the wall of his throat, Xie Jin suddenly realized that he was hugged by someone, he opened his eyes with some effort, and then saw Ji Duan's worried face.

"Ji Duan..."

Hearing his name, Ji Duan pressed his chin and looked at Xie Jin who was extremely haggard in his arms: "Well, what's wrong?"

The person in his arms moved, Xie Jin seemed to bury his face in his chest, Ji Duan walked out of the toilet calmly, and under the watchful eyes of Wen Liang, he carried Xie Jin to the bedside. put it on the bed.

"my home…"

He could vaguely hear Xie Jin muttering something, Ji Duan sat down beside the bed, he pushed Xie Jin's sweat-soaked hair away, and only then could he hear clearly what the other party said.

"I want to go home, can you take me home?"

With complicated emotions in his heart, Ji Duan held Xie Jin in his arms and thought for a long time. He replied softly, "Okay, let's go home."

As an ordinary person, his physical strength has been exhausted after a night of tossing, and the vomiting just now took the last of his strength. Xie Jin fell asleep in Ji Duan's almost coaxing voice.

Carefully tucking the quilt for Xie Jin, and lowering the temperature of the indoor air conditioner, Wen Liang silently watched Ji Duan finish all this, and then couldn't help asking: "You two... have you and him always been like this?"

"What's this like?" Ji Duan didn't think there was any problem at all. He first went to the toilet to wash his hands carefully, then moved a chair and sat near Wen Liang, "What do you want to say?"

"...It's nothing, it's nothing." Wen Liang turned his attention to Xie Jin who was sleeping in the quilt again. I don't know if this man was so haggard that he had a face as big as a palm, and he looked like a student when he fell asleep.

"You want to know about Xie Jin?" Ji Duan observed the changes in Wen Liang's expression, and probably guessed the Taoist priest's inner thoughts quite closely.

Taking the bottle of water that Xie Jin just drank from the table, Ji Duan didn't have any intention of disliking it. He unscrewed the bottle cap and took a big sip, "I've been with him for so long, I don't know what happened to him before." very clear."

The two looked at each other, and neither spoke. They were silent for about two or three minutes, when Wen Liang suddenly said something incoherent: "His situation is obviously a heart disease."

The biggest enemy of a person is himself. People who are controlled by demons often don't have any happy endings.

"I know it's a heart disease." Ji Duan sighed heavily, and the eyes he looked at Xie Jin became incomprehensible, "But if he doesn't say it himself, he will never break through his barrier. Let him speak slowly."

"Obviously you didn't succeed, at least for the time being." Wen Liang took out a thick grain steamed bun from somewhere and gnawed on it, his expression distorted from choking, "The treatment of a heart disease first requires knowing the cause, and you don't even know the cause. If you know, so what... Cough, help him."

Ji Duan didn't make a sound, he knew that what Wen Liang said was not unreasonable, he always felt that Xie Jin was running away, but why wasn't he himself running away from the pain that Xie Jin had suffered, unwilling to face the lost memories?

There was a commotion in the pocket, and while Ji Duan was in a daze, a fluffy black coal ball poked its head out, its big black eyes looked at Wen Liang first, then at Xie Jin who was sleeping on the bed, and then got out.

The black mist rose out of nowhere, and a naked black-haired boy appeared between Wen Liang and Ji Duan. When he saw Xie Jin on the bed, a few black hairs appeared on his immature face.

"You are Chiu?" Ji Duan saw those eyes full of anger, and felt a little familiar, so he called out tentatively.

But he didn't expect that the black-haired boy would rush towards his face with all his teeth and claws because of this call: "You bastard!"