The king leaned over his head and shook his head.

This infuriated the director, shouted, said that the library case has been nearly a month, why not make any progress?

Wang Shun said with a wrong face that he could not start, the case was too strange, checked...

Originally Wang Shun still wanted to say a few more words, who knows the director waved his hand, said that there is no need to explain, he does not want to listen to Wang Shun explanation, he wants the result, a week, if a week can not solve the case, he will give the case to others!

Wang Shun was shouted by the director and dared not hit one, and ass pulled me out of the door, turned around and turned around, and came to the most remote room in the bureau.

Outside the room hung a sign that said the archives, rusty, looked a lot of years, and fell off side, hunched on the wall.

I followed the king into the inside.

Inside is even more unbearable, where is the people's police office, clearly is a mess.

Small place, similar to a classroom, the front is office, two broken tables are placed in eight characters, behind is stacked with debris, what table chairs and stools, are up.

As far as I can see, I don’t know where to sit.

Wang Shun smiled awkwardly, took a piece from the pile of table and chair, and when he turned around, the base was completely collapsed.

I hurried to the chair in his hand, but I found a few heads on the floor under the stack of tables and chairs.

Wang Shun and Wu Jie were attracted by my actions and said strangely, how could there be a head here?Ask yourself, what is the way?

I looked around and found that there were still things under the police station, and the head was black, which was different from the general paper, peach wood, with black dog blood bubbled black, carved out runes, painted with gold juice, and then embedded in the tiles.

The king asked me what this character was.

I say decorate.

He pushed me and said he couldn’t get bullshit?

I smiled and said I didn't rush you to solve the case, don't throw my anger on me.

Wang Shun looked at me with no good cheer and said that no one should mention which pot.

I said I really had to mention this pot, and I asked him before I asked him to go to Lunan to find that little temple.

He shook his head and said, turning around, and there was no gain.

I asked him if he remembered the picture.The dead man's little Ai bought the book of summoning pen fairy in that fox temple, with a pattern in the bottom right corner of the cover.

Wang Shun said remember, curling the tail of the three-tailed fox.

I asked him to get the bottle of ink and a piece of paper.

The king asked me what to use.

Didn't I say you don't have a clue?This is your head.

He said incredulously that this character looked no different from ordinary, and there was no sign?

I told him not to deny it, and bring the ink and paper, and I’ll know later.

Wang Shun let Wu Jie go to get it, after a while, Wu Jie found an A4 paper and a bottle of hero's ink, asked me if I could?

I said that well, the two people watched me pour the ink on the peach wood, after a while, the ink was all absorbed by the peach wood, I took advantage of the A4 paper to stick to it, put up the A4 paper, put on the four corners with my hand, and then tore it down, presented to Wang Shun them.

They looked and were shocked...

The four corners of the A4 paper have a three-tailed fox.

I said that I was familiar with the mark at the beginning, and then I remembered that I had seen the sign with my master when I went to Jiangxi, which was the emblem of a certain feng shui master.

Wang Shun said that he understood what I meant, and as long as he found the man who built this house, he could find the man who sold the book to Xiao Ai!

I nodded my head.

After having the clue, Wang Shun could not stay, I said, I don't care about me, let them both do their work, I can't keep this door.

As soon as they both left, I was wondering what was going on under the police station.

Generally speaking, all public places such as schools, hospitals, and police stations are built in more evil places, either mass burial posts or buried pits.S city is a place where soldiers have fought, and fighting is indispensable, especially in the 1920s to the 1950s, there are many dead people, and many places have piled up dead people, in idioms, it is murderous!

Everyone knows that the murderous is not good, but the new government has always broken the superstition, and some places are not used even in the most violent places, which led to the occurrence of spiritual events after the houses were built in many places in the country, and no one lived.

Later, the matter came out more and the impact was great, and an unidentified provision came up with the above, saying that the last violent place could not be used to build a house.Residential houses cannot be built, but the land is still there, and some are still in the city center, if not included in the planning, will cause great waste!

What will you do?

The land is still to be built, but no houses are built, and public places are built, so I guess this police station should be built after the unspecified.

People were not stupid at that time, and they all knew that the dead were buried in the ground, unlike the young people now, who dared to urinate on the altar of the dead, when they dug to the ancestors, they generally found a place to bury them, and then concentrated on the water and land field.

Unless it is difficult to encounter difficulties, otherwise it is sent away by excessive means, and what cannot be sent away is repression, and like this in front of you, it is suppressed with peach characters.

There should be more than one peach symbol in this room, perhaps a gust of feng shui, used to suppress what is under the police station.

I suddenly wondered what kind of wind was this?What is repression?

I moved the debris a little bit, found that there is a pattern below, this pattern is not small, but the above are all pressed by the debris, coupled with the years full of dust, can only feel a corner, as for what, unless it is all the debris to move away.

But I looked at the pile of debris that was not topless, and suddenly gave up the idea, which wanted to clean it up, and it had to spend a few days?

Just when I was wondering whether to clean up the debris, Wang Shunfeng ran in and fright, and I was startled.

I asked him what was wrong?

His face was white, carrying a yellow parchment book in a plastic bag, the book was open, and the page was written in two large words in red liquid in the middle:

Lin Cheng.

The handwriting was wet, not yet dry, and there were long draw marks dragging down the bottom, and I didn't know which calligrapher had just written a large letter with a cinnabar.

I think this parchment book is a little familiar, think about it, can't help but a cold shudder, this book, is not the ghost book?

There, the name of the first victim was written under the eyes of me and Wang Shun and Wu Jie, Ai Qing!

Is it?

No no no!

I know that my first thought is with Wang Shun, but this is the police station, the yang is strong, and there can be no such thing as a fuss!

I asked him if there was any surveillance in the evidence room.

He said yes, he had already called Wu Jie to call.

I let him take me.

Wang Shun did not dare to delay, led me to the monitoring room, all the way to speak, each other's hearts are relatively heavy.

Coming to the surveillance room Wu Jie has tuned out the video.

I asked her if she had seen it?

She said not yet.

The king let the people on duty broadcast.

There was no one in the large screen evidence room, and the ghost book was just exposed to the camera, and everyone held their breath.

In the beginning, the ghost books were co-excluded.

Suddenly, the plastic bag moved a little, and then turned to the second page like someone was turning the ghost book, and then a red handwriting appeared on the ghost book...