Villa, back garden.
It was as if a mute switch had been turned on, and there was dead silence.
Everyone's nerves were stretched to the limit at this moment and could break at any time.
How can the dead speak?
Unless it's a ghost!
"Don't be afraid!" Bai Xuanling yelled angrily: "Do you think you can scare me like this? There must be a recorder prepared in advance inside that person's head!"
"You kill someone and yet you dare to show off and provoke the police. You are so arrogant and lawless!"
Upon hearing this, everyone calmed down instantly and stopped the fear that was almost paralyzing.
Huang Zhiyong also wiped his cold sweat and reacted instantly: "Team White, this man's body was moved. Do you think the murderer deliberately left us clues to tell us that the key to the case lies in this man? After all, just now That man...the recording also said that everyone related to that incident must die. Maybe the murderer committed multiple serial murders because of that incident."
Hearing this, Bai Xuanling suddenly became furious. Was the murderer afraid that they wouldn't be able to find out in the investigation, so he deliberately disclosed clues about his crime?
Too arrogant!
"Send the head for examination immediately and investigate the identity of the deceased. The remaining people will continue the investigation. If no clues can be found today, including me! Everyone will resign collectively tomorrow!" Bai Xuanling said solemnly.
No matter who you are, no matter what you want to do, I will fight with you to the end today!
Hearing this, the police officers from both the jurisdiction and the serious crime team all had their faces darkened. They put on their gloves, foot covers, and masks. They all joined the investigation team and began to investigate carefully around the group of paper figures.
If no clues are found today, they will have no shame in continuing.
Suddenly, a police officer got excited and pointed his flashlight at the paper man in front of him: "White Team, Huang Division, there are clues on the paper man!"
Found the clue so quickly?
Bai Xuanling and Huang Zhiyong's faces darkened, and they were not happy at all.
No need to think about it, they didn't find this clue, but the murderer deliberately left it for them.
They stepped forward to take a closer look, and then they discovered that the paper figures had a series of numbers written in calligraphy on them.
"F09102, F090201, F090037, F090082, F090098, what does this mean? That bitch deliberately played word guessing games with us?" Huang Zhiyong frowned and turned back: "White Team, do you have any clue?"
Like Huang Zhiyong, who glared at which pot he shouldn't pick up, Bai Xuanling said: "Copy these numbers and check them later."
"No need to check, I know what this is." Lao Xing walked over from behind, the color on his face had returned, and he had obviously recovered.
"Old Xing, do you know what this is?"
Bai Xuanling and Huang Zhiyong looked at Lao Xing in surprise.
Lao Xing nodded solemnly and looked at the paper man in front of him: "Disease codes starting with F refer to mental illnesses such as Alzheimer's disease and mental disorders, while those starting with F09 refer specifically to mental illness."
"If I guess correctly, these numbers written by the murderer refer to the numbers of mental patients."
Everyone was instantly overjoyed. This clue could be said to be very valuable.
As long as we can find out who the owner of these numbers is, we will definitely find the murderer by following the clues.
Bai Xuanling said: "Immediately check whether any of the deceased people in the three cases has opened a mental hospital, and whether these numbers are the patient numbers in their mental hospitals."
A group of people suddenly started moving in a hurry.
But Bai Xuanling had no joy at all about solving the case. Instead, he snorted angrily: "With such obvious clues exposed, are you so sure that I can't catch you? Then we'll just wait and see!"
........
Look at the mourning hall again.
Uncle Liu's family immediately became honest after being scolded by Yan Luo.
Although I was still scared, I didn't think about running away.
At this moment, the body of the dead old lady suddenly floated up, moving strangely, as if someone had picked her up.
"Master Xiao Luo, what's going on?" Aunt Liu was timid and almost crying now.
Yan Luo didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand and wiped it in front of them. As a red light flashed, Uncle Liu's family's eyes suddenly became brighter.
Then, they saw Liu Changshou's soul hugging the old lady's body tightly, already sobbing.
"dad!"
"grandfather!"
Seeing this, Liu Changshou's descendants were no longer afraid, but began to cry in grief.
At the same time, an old hand touched Liu Changshou's head. The old lady's soul separated from the corpse bit by bit, and she was looking at Liu Changshou lovingly.
"Mom~" Liu Changshou shouted with a choked voice as tears welled up in his eyes.
"Hey!" The old lady responded happily, but also cried with joy.
After seventy years, the mother and son were finally reunited.
The old lady gently stroked Liu Changshou's gray hair, kissed him on the forehead, and pulled him to kowtow to Yan Luo three times. The mother and son held hands and walked away into the distance with a smile.
Behind him, Uncle Li's family was already crying.
They knew that after this farewell, they would never see each other again.
Bang! ! !
Yan Luo rang the gong and shouted in a strange tone: "The auspicious time has come! Lift the coffin~"
Uncle Li wiped the tears on his face carelessly and looked at his family: "Okay, don't cry anymore. Let's see the old man off for the last time."
A group of people cried and went up to put the body into the coffin.
Behind him, the gongs and drum hammers in Yan Luo's hands had turned into rosters and writing brushes at some point.
The book of life and death in the left hand and the pen of judgment in the right hand can go against the will of heaven and change one's fate!
"Heaven is unfair and the world is ruthless, so I'm here to give you justice to your mother and son!" He waved his hand like rain.
It is immediately determined that the mother and son will be reincarnated immediately, and the love between mother and son will be renewed in the next life. There will be no pain of separation, no pain, no worries, peace and joy in this life!
At this time, the tall ghost figure behind him appeared again. He bent down stiffly and said, "Tai Sui, is this a bit against the rules?"
It stands to reason that after death, a person must first go to the City God's Temple to get a road guide, then enter the Guimen Pass to report, set foot on the Huangquan Road, pass by the Sansheng Stone, enter Fengdu City, and come to the underworld of the underworld. Forget the Chuan River, walk on the Naihe Bridge, and then reincarnate from the new Copeland.
Yan Luo directly allowed them to be reincarnated, which was obviously an overstep!
"rule?"
Yan Luo sneered and closed the book of life and death: "In the underworld, my rules are the rules!"
"The Six Cases of Merit, the Ten Halls of Yama, if anyone is dissatisfied, feel free to come to me!"
"As long as they dare to come!" Yan Luo said domineeringly.
The tall ghost stopped talking.
But just when Yan Luo was about to leave, a dark wind suddenly blew around the mourning hall.
Dark clouds covered the sky, thunder rolled, and the whole world dimmed instantly.
At the same time, a spooky and spooky sound suddenly came from all directions, including sinister whimpering, vicious laughter, horrible howls, and ecstatic screams. Everyone suddenly felt like they were in a feast of ghosts.
"Hehe, it seems that the lonely ghosts within a hundred miles are also attracted by the opportunity of reincarnation, and want to snatch this opportunity of reincarnation."
A white-skinned ghost holding a lantern walked out from behind Yan Luo with a wicked smile on his face.
"If you dare to mess with Tai Sui, are you really afraid of being beaten to death?" Another green-skinned imp with a seal held Yan Luo's trouser leg and laughed.
The surroundings were getting darker and darker, as if it was getting dark, and the light was quickly disappearing.
Meanwhile, it’s foggy!
Large tracts of white thick fog appeared out of thin air without warning, instantly covering the area, and within a short time the visibility was less than two meters.
What's even more weird is that in this thick fog, many ghosts are vaguely visible.
It's approaching here in a drifting way!
At this time, Uncle Liu's family was already frozen there, trembling with fear.
Apparently, something was not right.
"Don't stop, keep doing your work." Yan Luo looked as usual, with only indifference in his eyes!
Yan Luo's words gave Uncle Liu's family unprecedented courage. They swallowed hard, looked at each other, and continued to put the body into the coffin.
The white fog gradually thickened, and the atmosphere gradually began to become depressing.
Suddenly, countless pairs of ghost claws suddenly appeared, rushing towards the two bodies in the coffin.
boom!
Yan Luo stamped his feet and frowned coldly: "Let's see who dares!!!"
