The alley was quiet, with no other people around.
Shu Guan opened the cigarette he just bought. On the cigarette shell was an image of an elderly white woman with a crown on her head.
This was the only cigarette that Shu Guan had smoked since he traveled to this world. The first time he smoked it was when he flew out of the Peach Blossom Spring, and the pack of cigarettes was found under the driver's seat of the helicopter.
He never smoked again.
What cigarette in the world can be as good as the tobacco grown by the old cripple himself?
But now Shuguan has to start lowering his demand standards, because the tobacco brought out from Peach Blossom Spring has become less and less. Except when he is really greedy, he will light a pot, and other times he starts to use ordinary cigarettes instead. .
He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, took out the matches he already carried with him, lit the cigarette, leaned against the wall and blew out a smoke ring.
Although it was not as perfect as Nan Fei's smoke ring, it was still quite round, so Shu Guan was a little satisfied and clenched his fist proudly.
There is a saying that goes, a man is a boy until he dies, right?
Shu Guan didn't think there was anything childish about his current behavior.
But Ouyang Hai, who just happened to walk into the alley at this moment, saw this scene and inevitably showed a trace of contempt and ridicule.
"Smoking?"
Shu Guan reached out and handed over the cigarette case.
Ouyang Hai glanced at the brand of cigarettes in Shu Guan's hand, and the contempt on his face became more obvious.
"Foreign cigarettes...I smoke my own."
Ouyang Hai took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket and took a look at it. The words "Beautiful Brand Cigarettes" were written on the cigarette case. And what matched the name very well was that there was indeed a beautiful woman printed on the cigarette case. ’s avatar, and it’s also the avatar of the popular movie star Luan Lingzhu.
When Ouyang Hai walked into the alley, he was holding a kraft paper file bag in his hand. At this time, he put the kraft paper file bag under his arm, and took out a steel lighter from another pocket, and said "pop" coolly. He flicked it away to light up the flame, then tilted his head towards the flame with a cigarette in his mouth, and lit the cigarette.
Shu watched Ouyang Hai's rather cool cigarette lighting process and couldn't help but smile.
According to Du Wenqiang's theory, a man who both drinks and smokes should be considered a friend he can make.
But the next moment, Shu Guan's smile condensed on his face.
Because Ouyang Hai also raised his head and blew out a smoke ring.
A smoke ring that was bigger and rounder than the one he had just made.
Then Ouyang Hai glanced at him lightly.
Shu Guan was silent for a moment.
"Why, are you interested in this matter?"
Then Ouyang Hai also leaned his back against the wall, smoking a cigarette, and asked leisurely.
Shu Guan knew what he was asking about. Ouyang Hai had already winked at him in the lobby of the patrol bureau just now.
"I didn't have it originally. I just helped two neighbors and met their friends. Oh, the one locked inside is also my neighbor."
Shu Guan thought for a while and then said something else.
"But now I'm a little bit interested."
"What happened to my neighbor? How did it become like this?"
Shu Guan asked.
He did have a little interest in this matter now, but his interest was limited to the question he just asked.
And before asking the question, Shu Guan felt that he would know the answer soon.
Because Ouyang Hai was specifically in charge of this case, and he was a practitioner, he should have noticed Pang Daokun's abnormality long ago and gained something.
Unexpectedly, after Ouyang Hai silently took a few puffs of cigarette, he said:
"I have no idea."
"All I know is that the water on this matter is deep, but I've decided not to care about it anymore."
Shu Guan looked at him in surprise.
"I can only say this. Based on the information I currently have, although there are no traces of Taoism being performed on Pang Daokun, this matter must involve practitioners and extraordinary power."
Jian Shuguan didn't seem to understand, so Ouyang Hai explained a few words.
"So this case is not something that an ordinary police officer can handle, and it is also not something that an ordinary police officer can investigate."
"But the problem is, you are actually a practitioner and you are fully capable of investigating."
Shu Guan was still a little puzzled.
"Oh, that's work. I never use the power of a practitioner when it comes to work. Whether it's the patrol job or another real job, I will never use my extraordinary power. Unless it’s like the last time we encountered a life-and-death crisis at Lao Xu’s place.”
"After all, if I use the power of Taoism in my work, according to the standards of your Seven Immortals Alliance, it will be considered as using extraordinary power to interfere with the mortal world. Maybe one day I will be asked to enforce the heavenly rules."
Ouyang Hai smiled jokingly at Shu Guan.
Shu Guan thought about it and found that this was indeed the case.
If Ouyang Hai uses Taoism to solve crimes or perform any of his other tasks, it may be easier to hide his identity in the mortal world, but he will be easily exposed to the sight of practitioners like the Seven Immortals Alliance, which will be more troublesome. .
Then Ouyang Hai handed over the cowhide bag tucked under his arm.
Shu Guan raised his eyebrows but did not take it directly.
"This is about some information I collected about Pang Daokun's murder case, mainly from his home and some things found in his office. If you are interested, you can take a look. As for whether you want to continue the investigation. Go down and see for yourself.”
"Oh, by the way, when we searched Pang Daokun's house, I found that someone had already gone in and searched. It should be a practitioner."
Ouyang Hai said casually.
Shu Guan still didn't reach out to take it, but asked another question first.
"What will you do with my neighbor?"
"This is something that our patrol bureau cannot handle, and we have to wait for the court's decision."
"Regardless of other places, Shanghai still has some respect for the rule of law. As for Pang Daokun's final outcome, there is a high probability that he will be regarded as a severely dangerous mental patient and imprisoned in the strictest mental hospital until he dies of natural causes."
Shu Guan pondered for a moment, and finally took the cowhide document bag from Ouyang Hai's hand.
"If I have time, I will look into this matter."
Ouyang Hai straightened up, waved to Shuguan, turned around and walked out of the alley.
After Shu Guan waited for his figure to disappear outside the alley, he also left from the other direction of the alley.
…
Shu Guan unscrewed the string on the cowhide document bag.
At this time, he had returned to the horse racing hall, although not long ago, he told Ouyang Hai that he would continue to investigate this matter if he had time.
After returning to the horse racing hall, Shu Guan found that he seemed to have nothing else to do. He was just idle recently.
So he opened the cowhide file bag. To be honest, he was indeed a little curious about Pang Daokun.
Inside the leather document bag, there were bits and pieces of photos, letters, handwritten manuscripts, and even a thick stack of bus ticket stubs.
Looking at such a pile of messy things, Shu Guan was a little confused for a moment, wondering what these things had to do with Pang Daokun's murder.
Fortunately, there are several pages of manuscripts that Ouyang Hai specially placed inside the document bag, explaining why he put these things in this bag and the connection between these things and Pang Daokun going crazy and killing people.
Shu Guan picked up the manuscripts that Ouyang Hai put in the document bag and read them carefully.
Ouyang Hai's handwriting was beautiful, but Shu Guan's attention at this time was naturally not on appreciating the calligraphy works on these pages. What interested him more was the content displayed in these handwritings.
It took Shu Guan nearly an hour to finally read these pages of the manuscript, because he read it very carefully and often asked for the things in the document bags to correspond to the descriptions and explanations in Ouyang Hai's manuscript.
These pages of Ouyang Hai's manuscript are actually an investigation report, a summary of all Ouyang Hai's investigations into Pang Daokun's murder case so far.
Now Ouyang Hai has handed over all these investigation results to Shu Guan. Naturally, as he said in the alley, he is not going to investigate this matter, but he also seems to want Shu Guan to continue the investigation.
Ouyang Hai's original investigation did not find out the reason why Pang Daokun went crazy and killed people. He only found out something that looked suspicious.
Pang Daokun is a paleontologist who teaches appreciation of ancient poetry in universities. He is also engaged in research on paleontology.
But the problem is that the university where Pang Daokun teaches does not allocate funds for his research, so Pang Daokun's research is entirely his own private work.
And Pang Daokun is not a famous scholar like Qian Jing'an in Dahua academic circles. He is just an ordinary professor in the university. He does not have a generous remuneration like Qian Jing'an, only the salary paid to him by the university for teaching.
And with that salary, to be honest, let alone supporting his research, he couldn't even afford the building in Duolun Lane.
Houses in Duolun Lane are not cheap.
I thought deeply about this for a while, just like my own building, which had a murder case, and spent a full five thousand silver dollars. With the salary of an ordinary professor at Pangdaokuna University, which is more than ten silver dollars a month, I have not eaten for decades. Even if he didn't drink, he might not be able to afford the building he lives in now.
Not to mention that Pang Daokun is still conducting research on paleontology in private. I heard before that Pang Daokun's home has a large basement containing various specimens and fossils. These things are sometimes more expensive than a house.
Shu Guan originally thought that Pang Daokun came from a wealthy family, so he was not too surprised.
But after reading Ouyang Hai's manuscript, I realized that Pang Daokun secretly had a part-time job outside.
This is the most important thing Ouyang Hai found out.
First, he found out that Pang Daokun had a bank account. On the 15th of every month, someone would anonymously deposit money into that account. The amount was dozens of times Pang Daokun's salary.
Of course, this clue alone cannot prove that Pang Daokun still has a job outside. However, Ouyang Hai also has a lot of supporting evidence. These evidences come from some notes searched from Pang Daokun's home, and only a few words in the letters indicate that Pang Daokun I also have a part-time job outside.
However, Ouyang Hai did not find out what Pang Daokun was doing part-time outside, because before they patrolled Pang Daokun's home to search, someone had already entered Pang Daokun's home and had some things taken away.
Those things, according to Ouyang Hai's judgment, should be related to Pang Daokun's part-time job outside.
According to Pang Daokun's family, the things that were taken away without their knowledge included two large boxes of Pang Daokun's research materials over the years.
Ouyang Hai believed that the person who secretly came to Pang Daokun's house to take those things was a practitioner.
Shu Guan didn't know why Ouyang Hai made this judgment, and Ouyang Hai didn't mention it in the manuscript, but Shu Guan believed in Ouyang Hai's judgment.
The practitioner should have come to Pang Daokun's house to pick up things before the police arrived after learning that Pang Daokun went crazy and killed people. Therefore, he did not take away all the things in a hurry and left some behind. clue.
Of course, Pang Daokun originally worked part-time outside. Even if this matter was found out, most people would probably not connect it with his sudden madness and murder.
But the problem was that the cultivator who secretly entered his house had to appear, which made the matter more of a cover-up.
Of course, when the practitioner came to Pang Daokun's house to get something, he probably didn't expect that among the patrols that followed him, there was also a deeply hidden practitioner.
Although it is not certain that Pang Daokun's sudden madness and killing must be related to his part-time job outside, this is indeed a matter worth doubting and a point worth continuing to investigate.
In addition, although Ouyang Hai did not find out what Pang Daokun was doing part-time outside, he found two very interesting things in Pang Daokun's home.
It was a thick stack of bus ticket stubs and a photo.
Shu Guan first picked up the stack of ticket stubs and quickly looked through them. He found that all the ticket stubs arrived at the same stop and got off.
And that station is quite far away from Duolun Lane, and it is completely in two directions from the university where Pang Daokun teaches.
In addition, according to the time on the ticket stubs, Pang Daokun went to that place very regularly, on the fifth and fifteenth of each month.
Shu Guan's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood that Pang Daokun's part-time job must be near the bus stop.
This is why Ouyang Hai handed him the stack of ticket stubs in a leather document bag.
This is indeed an important clue.
Judging from the thickness of the stack of ticket stubs, Pang Daokun must have worked there for several years.
Then Shu Guan put down the ticket stub and picked up the other photo.
According to what Ouyang Hai recorded in his manuscript, this photo was sandwiched in a thick book and was discovered by Ouyang Hai by chance. Otherwise, he might not have kept it.
The photo is a group photo of Pang Daokun and an elderly white man.
The elderly white man looked to be in his seventies, with blond hair and blue eyes, a big hooked nose, and gold-rimmed glasses. He looked elegant and dignified.
The background of the photo is a large mine room that looks like a laboratory.
Shu Guan had already glanced at the photo just now, but regardless of whether this photo had something to do with Pang Daokun's madness, it would be difficult to find any useful clues based on such an indoor photo, so Shu Guan put it at the end. Come and see.
Now picking up this photo, Shu Guan looked at it carefully again. At first, his attention was focused on the old white man. After looking at it for a while, he still felt that this photo was useful for exploring the whole situation. thing, not much help.
Perhaps this laboratory is where Pang Daokun works part-time, but with just such a photo, it is impossible to determine where the laboratory is.
Until Shu Guan noticed that there was a wooden box in the corner of the photo. On the wooden box, there were several Yinjili letters painted with white paint.
At this moment, Shu Guan's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he even stood up from the chair.
The English letters painted on the wooden box are "GLH".
Because of these three Yinjili letters, Shu Guan's memory instantly drifted back to Jingcheng, a few years ago.
That was after the battle at Fuhua Warehouse, they found the base under the Fuhua Warehouse. There were also many wooden boxes in that base, and they were also painted with Yinjili letters like "GLH" on them.
Moreover, they also found a diary in the base, which recorded that the real mastermind behind the entire half-demon smuggling incident was a Western Continent company called "God's left hand".
Now, several years later, Shu Guan once again saw the company's logo.
Could it be that what happened to Pang Daokun had any connection with this mysterious West Continent company?
Shu Guan thought about the crazy Pang Daokun he saw during his visit to the prison today, in which all humanity seemed to have disappeared, like a wild beast, and he vaguely seemed to have grasped some key point.
At this moment, Shu Guan finally made up his mind to investigate this matter thoroughly.
Of course, it was definitely too late today. Shu looked at the time and saw that it was already past five o'clock in the evening.
In the evening, Yang Ruijun and I will go to the secret religious gathering.
So Shu Guan made himself a pot of tea, then took out the pack of Sanliu brand cigarettes he bought, lit a cigarette, and sat silently, thinking.
...Pang Daokun is as crazy as a beast...
...Fuhua Ocean Trading Company, which is engaged in smuggling half-demon people, and the "GLH" company behind Fuhua Company...
…Laboratory, old white man…
...Pang Daokun is a paleontologist...
These scattered fragments of thoughts gradually began to be connected into a line in Shu Guan's mind.
Although that line still looks so blurry, as if it is hidden in a lot of fog.
…
At eight o'clock in the evening, Yang Ruijun arrived at the horse racing hall on time.
She came on a beautiful women's bicycle.
Yang Ruijun's family background should be very good. When Shu Guan sent Yang Ruijun home last time, he saw a car at Yang Ruijun's house.
Being able to own a car means that Yang Ruijun's family should be considered to be members of the upper class.
Of course, in this era, cars are the top luxury goods. Even in upper-class families, it is basically impossible for everyone in the family to have a car.
And judging from Yang Ruijun's tutoring, it's impossible for her parents to let her drive out by herself so late.
"How did you ask for leave from your parents?"
Thinking of the distressed look on this woman's face yesterday, Shu Guan couldn't help but smile and ask.
"I drew a fake version of myself and put it on the bed. As long as my parents don't get close, they will never find any flaws."
Yang Ruijun stuck out his tongue cutely.
Shu Guan laughed dumbly, and was also a little surprised at the same time. This woman's Taoism sounded quite magical, but it was someone else's Taoism, so he couldn't ask any more questions.
"Okay, let's go. The party is a bit far from here. If we ride there, it will take more than forty minutes. By the way, do you have a bicycle?"
Shu Guan shook his head.
"...How about you ride and I sit in the back seat?"
Yang Ruijun patted his bike path.
Shu looked at the compact women's bicycle. One person could sit on the back seat, but by then the two people's bodies would be close to each other.
"It's still early, let's come in and have some tea first!"
Then he said this to Yang Ruijun with a smile.
Yang Ruijun glanced at him strangely, but after meeting Shu Guan's confident eyes, he walked into the horse racing hall without asking any questions.
Shu Guan first went upstairs to his room to get a few things, and then went downstairs to drink tea with Yang Ruijun.
Forty minutes later, the two of them drank a pot of tea, looked at the time and said:
"Okay, it's almost time, let's go!"
"Only twenty minutes left..."
Yang Ruijun was actually already a little anxious, and he quickly stood up after hearing this.
"Where is the party?"
Shu Guan asked.
Yang Ruijun mentioned a place name.
"Don't worry, it will come in time."
Shu Guan smiled and stood up leisurely. When he stood up, he already had two more invisibility charms in his hand.
He handed one to Yang Ruijun.
"Miss Yang, I will hold your arm and put this talisman on it. We will be there soon."
Yang Ruijun took the invisibility charm doubtfully.
But when Shuguan reached out and took her arm, Yang Ruijun's pretty face suddenly turned slightly red.
But then, she no longer cared about being shy, because she watched Shu Guan put the same talisman on her chest, and then the whole person suddenly disappeared in front of her eyes.
Yang Ruijun, who was exposed to something like Taoist Talismans for the first time, slowly opened his mouth, and his eyes became blank and dull.
"Put it on quickly."
The fortune teller's manly voice sounded in the air around her, and her arm still felt like it was being held by someone, but she could no longer see the fortune teller at all.
At this time, Yang Ruijun quickly put the talisman paper on his body.
Then she saw her body disappear too.
You can feel your own presence, but you can't see yourself.
This is truly an amazing experience.
The next moment, Yang Ruijun suddenly felt his arms tighten, and then his whole body seemed to fly up, and the surrounding scenery quickly retreated backwards.
Yang Ruijun was so scared that he closed his eyes tightly.
(End of chapter)
