Chapter 96 Soul Lighting...

Shen Wei, who was burying his head in the lesson plan, raised his head and looked at Zhao Yunlan. Then he bent down and picked up the broken thread. When he touched it lightly with his fingers, it was like a mass of burnt ashes, which shattered into powder and fell away. go down.

Shen Wei retracted his hand, sniffed his fingertips carefully, and then said: "It should be fine for the time being, there is no dead or fishy smell, people are still alive, but they can't be contacted, don't worry, don't worry. "

Zhao Yunlan didn't say a word, put the last bun into his mouth reluctantly, and then took out a dozen notepads from under the table, only to see that the time management of this sloppy person was actually very precise, on his notepad Three bookmark calipers are stuck, with "Urgent" at the top, "Important" at the bottom, and "Done" at the end.

The last column is empty, it can be seen that he has been very overwhelmed recently, and basically there is nothing unimportant.

Through the font that jumped up and down on a rocket like a surgeon, Shen Wei struggled to recognize that in the "emergency" column, only his name and "try to expel the broken bowl from Dad" were written. The "Important" column lists a lot of things related to his work.

Zhao Yunlan picked up the pen and ticked the name of "Shen Wei", and then filled in the third item "find Lin Jing as soon as possible" in the emergency column.

While writing, Zhao Yunlan said, "Lin Jing is actually from a serious Bodhidharma sect. To be honest, I have no one who is more upright than him, and he is not so graceful in appearance. Basically, he His selfies can be used as an amulet to ward off evil spirits, and that guy is very good at pretending to be a coward, and he doesn't easily cause trouble anywhere, not to mention that I just asked him to investigate a common case of longevity backlash on the seventh day of every month. Speaking of which, I usually The most reassuring thing is that he…”

His fingers on the table tapped the table in turn: "I have to bring someone over today, are you coming?"

Shen Wei was thinking about it a while ago, and didn't have time to care about what the group of people who were in charge of the soul-suppressing order were busy with. Hearing this, his eyes were so soft that they almost melted from the water, and he lifted up the name he had ticked on the notepad. , the corner of his mouth was smiling—it seemed that Zhao Yunlan didn't mind that Zhao Yunlan wrote his name as abstract as a dog's paw: "Well, borrowing your life?"

Zhao Yunlan recalled the email forwarded by Wang Zheng from his mobile phone: "That's it, the great god will give us a palm and an eye first."

Shen Wei, an old antique who had never used a smartphone, took a glance at Wang Zheng's words, and then wanted to take a closer look at the photos of the scene, but the touch screen was not easy, and he couldn't enlarge the photo after fiddling with it for a long time.

So he said to Zhao Yunlan, who was drinking soy milk, "You bow your head first, don't look at it."

I saw Shen Wei's palm hanging on the screen of the mobile phone, and he reached out and grabbed it as if he was taking an object from the air. The photo of the deceased floated in the air like a 3D projection, and the visual effect was extremely shocking. The corpses with their faces turned into eggplants were laid out on the dining table.

Out of curiosity, Zhao Yunlan lowered his head and raised his head, so he ate the fruit without any suspense, choked a mouthful of soy milk in his throat, and almost sprayed "corpse" on his face.

... This is really a model of feudal superstition defeating modern technology.

Shen Wei took a closer look at the corpse's face, and then stretched out his hand to "pinch" the corpse's eyes, as if turning the air into a 3D touch screen, which could even partially zoom in and out!

"This person may not have died from the backlash against his longevity," Shen Wei said, pointing to the corpse's eyes that were enlarged to the size of a slap, "Come and look at his eyes."

"I just finished eating..." Zhao Yunlan covered his stomach in pain, and then followed his fingers to look over, only to see the corpse in the eyes that had been magnified many times, the pupils had been dilated, but looking closely, in the middle It seemed to reflect a figure.

Zhao Yunlan was stunned for a moment, then pressed Shen Wei's hand: "Can you zoom in a little more?"

Shen Wei shook his head: "It's just a photo, no matter how big it is, it won't be clear."

"Well, it's okay," Zhao Yunlan took out a napkin from under the table, wiped his mouth quickly, then pulled out a piece of paper torn from the back of the notepad, and drew the approximate shape of a shadow on it, "than us There are too many crappy part-time technicians."

Shen Wei asked casually, "Who is the part-time technician?"

Zhao Yunlan: "I wish you Hong."

The feet of the dining table "creaked" and rubbed their teeth against the floor.

Zhao Yunlan only felt that a cold gaze fell on the back of his luǒlu neck, he pretended to know nothing, lay on the table and carefully traced what was in the corpse's eyes with a gel pen, but took advantage of the fact that his back was facing Shen. Wei, he snickered happily.

"In the past, there were rumors in the rivers and lakes, saying that the eyes of the dead must be smashed, or the shadow of the last person he saw will be left in it, which can be checked by the police." Zhao Yunlan said while stroked, "But Pleasant sheep all know that it is Impossible, otherwise all the detectives don’t need to do anything else all day long, just specialize in ophthalmology—but it’s empty and so on... Folklore always has a shadow, right? What is this shadow in the eyes of the deceased? ?"

Shen Wei was silent.

Zhao Yunlan looked back at him with a smile, "Huh?"

Shen Wei's stern expression made it clear that he was very dissatisfied with the topic of Zhu Hong. Shen Wei was silent for a few seconds, and then said indifferently: "It's a ghost, a person who was killed by ghosts has a clean eye, but if his life is not over, it's someone or something alive under the spring. When the soul dies, there will be shadows reflected in the ghosts in the eyes of the dead."

"Well...then what do you think this is?" Zhao Yunlan asked.

Shen Wei lowered his eyes, suppressed his voice and said softly, "How do I know."

"Yo, what's the matter? Are you upset? Are you jealous?" Zhao Yunlan was as cheap as anything. "I just like when others are jealous, so let's have another one for the uncle?"

Shen Wei: "..."

"You used to carry it all day long, like a male god who doesn't eat human fireworks. I'm too lazy to watch you pretend, and I'm exhausted for you." Zhao Yunlan casually pasted the sticky note on a piece of paper Shen Wei used. Behind the draft of the lesson plan, the commander said, "Come on, that man, there is a scanner next to the computer on the desk, scan it for me and send it to the office, so that they can check as much as I can before I go there."

Shen Wei took it, walked to the computer and stood still. After turning it on, he started staring at a bunch of instruments in front of him - the male god would actually only turn it on and off and play the ppt made by others for him. , Other things are basically done by teaching assistants, and it is impossible to tell which is an inkjet printer and which is a scanner.

At this moment, Zhao Yunlan turned behind him unexpectedly, brought his arms from behind, took Shen Wei's hand, put the piece of paper in the scanner, and completed the operation step by step, and finally, in the noise of the instrument's work, Deliberately whispering into Shen Wei's ear: "Well, no? Why don't you ask your husband to teach you?"

Shen Wei: "..."

Zhao Yunlan smiled wickedly and quickly touched Shen Wei's ass. Before Shen Wei blushes against him, he ducked to the side, turned over a calendar on the desk, and knocked on a mailbox on it. Account number and password: "This is the general manager, find the 'colleague' column in the contacts, and send them the scanned pictures."

After he finished speaking, the smile on his face seemed to be taken off, and it faded very quickly. He called No. 4 Guangming Road: "Wang Zheng? Are you still awake? It's hard work, pull the curtains tighter - to me I know, something happened to Lin Jing. I sent you a picture. Everyone in the office sent it to see it. It's best if you can find out what it is. Ask Lao Li to help prepare two cars. We will set off in half an hour. , go to the crime scene."

At this moment, the chandelier in the room shook slightly, and Longcheng felt a slight tremor. However, after this wave of small earthquakes that was difficult to detect passed, a new email alert sounded both on the phone and outside the phone. .

On the phone, Wang Zheng said, "Wait, Zhao Chu, there is an email from Lin Jing."

Outside the phone, Shen Wei turned his head: "The person you are looking for seems to have sent an email."

Zhao Yunlan narrowed his eyes and said to Wang Zheng, "Don't hang up yet."

What Lin Jing sent was a video, which he took with his mobile phone.

This Selfie, who is always taking selfies with smugness, has superb camera technology, basically no hand shaking, the picture is always stable, but the video is constantly shaking, Lin Jing's breath is heavy, and the screen is shaking up and down very much. He was either walking fast or running.

He was a little out of breath, but his breathing was very low, Lin Jing's hands were shaking so badly, the screen was aimed at his face, his mouth opened and closed, but there was no sound, Zhao Yunlan frowned Difficulty distinguishing his lips: "I... lost my voice, Erduo... my ears are beginning to hear clearly, income and expenditure... No, my fingers are stiff and I have an ominous premonition."

Immediately afterwards, Lin Jing's hand shook, and the camera moved away from his face, aiming at a very high-grade villa area in front of him - the group of convalescent holiday villas where the Longevity Incident happened.

At first glance. The house is very beautiful, but Zhao Yunlan felt a certain sense of disobedience when he saw it.

At this time, the sound of Lin Jing tapping the back cover of the phone with her finger came from the video. The sound was very loud and a little harsh. These sounds set off the deadly silence of the entire villa group.

Lin Jing stretched out a finger and scribbled the words "empty, no one" in front of the phone camera, stroke by stroke. Zhao Yunlan noticed that the second joint of his finger was as stiff as a rock. It can't bend at all, and a strange blue-gray emerges.

Then Lin Jing's fingers paused, pointed the camera at his face, pointed at his ears, and shook his head solemnly, he subconsciously took out a string of Buddha beads, closed his eyes, opened and closed slightly but nothing The lips of the voice seemed to be calmly reciting the scriptures.

After a while, when he opened his eyes again, he seemed to be stunned, and then suddenly narrowed his eyes with great effort. Then, the camera shook violently for a while, and the video broke here.

"In the end, it's very likely that he found that he couldn't see clearly, so he quickly sent the video." Zhao Yunlan judged, "Maybe because of his eyesight, he made a mistake and sent a timed email, so we are now just saw, or..."

"Or for some reason, the email has never been sent." Shen Wei took it.

Zhao Yunlan turned his head and looked at him. After a while, the two of them said softly at the same time, "The earthquake just now."

As soon as the voice fell, a faint tremor came again, just like ordinary aftershocks. Footsteps and voices began to be heard in the corridor. Zhao Yunlan's family lived higher, and the tremors were probably more intense in the upper floors. People began to run out in panic.

Zhao Yunlan is not someone who has never experienced an earthquake. He stood there and didn't move: "You don't think this 'earthquake' is a bit strange? The crustal movement seems to be shaking more... This one seems to be shaking."

Shen Wei lowered his eyes and felt it carefully for a moment: "It seems to be the movement of the underworld."

"Hell?"

Shen Wei's face was a little dignified, Zhao Yunlan thought about it, squatted down, filled the gun with special bullets with bullets, inserted a dagger full of charms under the trouser legs, and then took out all the money in the wallet, He stuffed it into his pocket indiscriminately, and freed his wallet to hold a dozen thick talismans.

Finally, he took out a piece of wood from the drawer. It was the real "Soul Relief Order", the bark that was peeled off from the real Great God Tree Gān, with the words "Soul Relief Order" touching it. The moment it reached Zhao Yunlan's finger, a string of dazzling sparks erupted.

"Let's go." He shoved the soul-suppressing order into his pocket and said decisively.

Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at No. 4 Guangming Road. After a while, two off-road vehicles drove out of the yard at the same time and drove directly to the place where Lin Jing had an accident.

The distance between Longcheng and the crime scene is less than 300 kilometers. It takes more than four hours to drive on the expressway. There is no industry in the area, but there are mountains and hot springs. It is a typical tourist and recuperation town. , only buyers and service personnel come and go here every day.

The town was so quiet, it was like a dead city. There was a caravan pulling goods at the entrance of the town. It was parked on the side of the road inappropriately. The car was full of fresh vegetables, and there were no shortage of things. But the cockpit door was open, but the people inside were gone.

"There must be a lot of waiters from surrounding towns and villages every day," Zhao Yunlan said, "Xiao Guo, get out of the car, go drive another car yourself, go to the town and ask your peers at the local police station, have you been there in the past few days? Received reports from family members about missing persons."

Guo Changcheng was stunned for a while. He keenly felt the strangeness of the town. Just standing there, his legs were shaking all the time. Zhao Chu clearly let him go, obviously wanting to protect him, which made Guo Changcheng relax first. breath, and then the heart raised higher for no apparent reason.

"Let Zhu Hong come with you." Zhao Yunlan said.

Zhu Hong is not a small Guo who can be beaten at will, and immediately objected: "I'm not going! I'm not going anywhere!"

Zhao Yunlan took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and didn't even look at her: "Why, I haven't officially resigned, so my words won't work?"

Zhu Hong: "I..."

Zhao Yunlan said nothing at all. He sat back in the car and closed the door: "Old Chu, come and take this car."

Zhu Hong stood stiffly in place, glaring at Zhao Yunlan angrily.

Chu Shu gently pushed her on the shoulder before getting into the car: "Come on, Zhao's arrangement is reasonable, you can't help here, Xiao Guo's side may not communicate well, you help He orders."

Before Zhu Hong could speak, Zhao Yunlan, the bastard, had already stepped on the accelerator and drove away.