Originally, Fatty Sun had seen the world, but he had never seen such heavy scenes. He covered his mouth and ran out of the door. After leaving the door of the room, Fatty Sun could no longer control it, and he started to vomit when he held the door frame.

The plainclothes who followed him in looked at Fat Sun for a while and said, "Director Sun, you can be considered able to persevere. In the morning, we came in total, and eleven vomited on the spot. The remaining one had a heart attack and was directly sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. I am a veteran policeman who has been young for 20 years. This is the first time I have seen such a cruel criminal. Director Sun, are you okay? There is water outside, so I will give you some bottles of water?"

Do you know why you have been a young man for twenty years? - your mouth is too broken! Fatty Sun cursed in his heart. He had already vomited almost all, but when he was reminded by this plainclothes, he remembered the scene he had just seen, and he couldn't say that he could hold the door frame and vomited again.

After vomiting for a while, Fatty Sun stood up with the door frame. The light of his eyes did not dare to look at the scene inside the door. At this time, the plainclothes just now went out to get a bottle of mineral water. After watching Fatty Sun take a sip, he said, "Director Sun, you have also watched the scene. If nothing happened, we should have taken the corpse and relevant evidence."

After a few sips of water, Fatty Sun looked at Xiao Peng and said, "You can withdraw it, but leave the relevant information, Zhang Zihua and all the evidence. It's not me that any records about this case can't be taken away."

After hearing this, plainclothes was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Don't take it away? So what should I do?"

"Then don't do it?" Fatty Sun looked at plainclothes. He wanted to laugh, but he opened his mouth as if something was about to be spurted out. He could only pursed his lips and said, "Don't understand? This is no longer the scope of your police's work. Let me tell you, Brigade Zhang, now, the Bureau of Investigation will take over this case."

After saying that, Fat Sun took out his cell phone, found a number record, and immediately typed out the number: "Captain Zhang, report you good news, your troops can be withdrawn. Well, yes, our Poll Investigation Bureau took over this case. It's not me that this is the special case you gave. You guys owe a favor from our Poll Investigation Bureau, hahahaha."

After hanging up the phone number of Team Zhang, Fatty Sun called another phone number, "Director Ouyang, come out and have an activity..."

When Ouyang Pianzuo brought the investigators from Room 5, only Fatty Sun and a few small policemen responsible for maintaining order on the scene were left at the scene. After Fatty Sun entered the basement, Ouyang Pianzuo's little eyes narrowed: "That's right, it's very strong evil spirit. I can't tell that you can still see this,"

"Don't be too big or small to the leader." After entering this warehouse again, Fat Sun's reaction was much better than before, at least he could not help but vomit. He smiled and looked at Ouyang's left and said, "The deceased is a friend of mine. He met him yesterday. I didn't expect that the yin and yang would be separated in one day. It's not me, Director Ouyang, look no further, can you stop tying his brain with your hands, at least you should also bring it with you - vomit..."

Fatty Sun ran out of the door and returned to the place after vomiting. When he saw Ouyang Pianzuo with his investigator, he used a cinnabar pen to draw talismans on the ground. Although Fatty Sun couldn't name it, he knew it was a formation used to summon souls. Looking back at the sunlight above, Fatty Sun said, "Director Ouyang, I didn't say that, do you have to wait until the sun sets in the evening?"

"Don't you tell me nonsense, do you need to remind me?" After Ouyang Panzuo finished drawing the last stroke, he continued, "This is the basement, your friend is still here, wait a moment, ask him if you have anything to do." After that, he took out a handful of copper coins, put the copper coins into a circle, and circled the formation he had drawn.

Taking advantage of this time, Fatty Sun approached a fifth-room investigator and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with your director? You do soul-sucking in broad daylight?" Director Ouyang's little ponytail glanced at Fatty Sun and said: "Director Sun, this is the basement, which is originally a basement. If the soul is still here, you can find it. He has died less than twenty-four hours, and there are still memories of his death. If you ask him personally, you will know that his death is really like." After that, the investigator walked to the door and turned off the lights in the room. Suddenly, the warehouse was pitch black.

On this side, Ouyang Pianzuo's circle was also arranged. He suddenly took a step back and muttered something in the bottom. Then a piece of talisman paper suddenly appeared in his hand. Ouyang Pianzuo threw the talisman paper to the center of the formation, and then a flash of fire, and the talisman paper burned itself.

Just as the talisman paper turned into ashes, a misty figure appeared in the center of the formation. Looking at his figure, he thought of Zhang Zihua who came out of the hospital toilet yesterday.

After seeing the figure appear, Ouyang turned around and looked at Fatty Sun, saying, "It's like him, what do you guys talk about if you have anything to say?"

Fat Sun was a little inaccurate when the figure could not see the appearance. He said to Ouyang Panzuo: "Director Ouyang, is this my friend? I didn't say that I can't see the appearance clearly. Is there any high-definition version?"

Ouyang Pianzuo squatted to the corner of the wall. The investigator he brought handed him a cigarette, and they were all squatting there and vomiting. After listening to Fatty Sun, Ouyang Pianzuo replied a few words, "It seems that it is not like your friend, I don't know, but this melon is the one who is the owner of the stockpile, and it seems to be right."

With Ouyang Panzuo's words, Fatty Sun had some confidence. He said to the figure: "Boss Zhang, is Boss Zhang? I am Dasheng Sun, do you still remember me? We only met yesterday. Who made you like this? Tell me, I will avenge you!"

No matter how Fatty Sun spoke, the figure did not react at all. Not to mention Fatty Sun, even Ouyang Panzuo behind him felt something was wrong. He took his investigator to Fatty Sun again, took out a short incense stick, and after igniting it, the smoke of the short incense drifted towards the figure in a line. When he saw that he was about to touch the figure, the smoke actually bypassed the figure and floated past the figure.

After seeing this image, Ouyang Panzuo frowned, turned his face to look at Fatty Sun, and said, "You are unlucky, your friend's three souls and seven spirits are misaligned. It is really a coward now, and it is probably a problem that is scared when you die."

"I was scared..." Fatty Sun looked at the foggy figure and continued to say to Ouyang Panzuo: "Can it be cured? No need to do it, as long as he can tell me how it became like this."

"You seem to ask the um to cure ghosts? If you want the um to kill it, there is no problem." Ouyang curled his lips left and said, "Even if it is mentally ill, it is not easy to cure it, let alone the um. You seem to let him reincarnate earlier, as if he is late, he will be a psychopath in his next life..."

Fatty Sun stared at the dazed figure with his eyes and murmured to himself: "It can scare all the ghosts, what is this..."

Not to mention his two swords, even an expert like Ouyang Panzuo couldn't explain it clearly. In short, there are many ways to scare ghosts, but none of them could afford to offend Fatty Sun.

Just when Fat Sun was struggling with how to avenge Zhang Zihua, his cell phone and Ouyang Pianzuo rang at the same time. His phone was called by Boss Gao, and the other end of Director Ouyang was Director Gao's secretary Wang Lu. Both phones said one thing: they were all back, gathered in the small conference room, something big was going to happen.

The investigator from the fifth room was left to recover, and Fatty Sun personally drove Ouyang Panzuo back to the polling bureau. When they arrived at the small conference room, there were all those with great reputations in the polling bureau, except Wu Rendi. Even Ximen Lian, Lao Mo and Xiong Wanyi in the second room were sitting far away to listen.

Seeing Fatty Sun and Ouyang coming in, Director Gao looked at Fat Sun, then looked at the seat beside him, and signaled Fat Sun to sit next to him. After the two were done, Gao Liang began to say: "I just received reports from several cities about dismemberment cases at the same time. Director Ouyang was not here, so I took a look for him. The time of several cases was very close, and the methods of committing the crime were almost the same. They all killed the person with blood, then separated the skin, internal organs and bones, and placed them in three adjacent positions. Because when these people died, witnesses saw strange things nearby, so the case was left to our polling bureau to handle."

Speaking of this, Director Gao paused, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and said again: "What is coming now is only verbal information, and the remaining relevant text information can only be transmitted later. Now several provinces and cities are already in panic. Let's discuss a preliminary solution first. When the official information is transmitted, we will set off immediately after the conclusion is reached. Let's talk about what are the possibilities of such cases."

Gao Liang gave too little information, so there was a lot of room for imagination, such as the rituals of cults, the means of some demon spirits hiding in the world, etc. It is because there are too many answers, and I am afraid that it is not the correct answer, so no one takes the initiative to speak.

"Desheng, let's talk about your opinion first." Gao Liang took the initiative to pull Fat Sun out. Anyway, this fat man was just two knives, and it would not be embarrassing to say something wrong. However, at this time, Director Sun was looking at Ouyang Pianzuo and did not hear Gao Liang's words for the first time. He did not understand until the second time Gao Liang spoke.

After a smirk, Fatty Sun said, "I heard you call Fatty, I'm used to calling me Desheng, and I really don't know who I call you for a while."

Before answering Gao Liang's question, Fatty Sun asked back: "Director Gao, how many cases of dismemberment have you just mentioned?"

Gao Liang looked at him and said, "I know three of you, and there may be similar cases reported recently."

"I dare not say anything in the future," said Fatty Sun, "but now it's at least...
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