Chapter 301 Misunderstanding!

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"What does this mean?"

Zhang Yanfeng didn't understand because he had never seen a ghost before, and no one else was there when the ghost of Huang Mao came to the bookstore before.

Zhou Ze was deep in thought and ignored the noise below, thinking that the police were coming to crack down on pornography. Instead, he started searching room by room.

This place used to be similar to an old office building. It was probably used as an apartment building for a period of time. Nowadays, several rooms have been cleaned and will be used as gun rooms by some ladies, but there are also some Most of the room has been locked and there is a lot of dust accumulated on it. It is obvious that no one has taken care of it for many years.

The owner of the dance hall knew that he was playing a marginal role, so although he did not stop the derivative behavior upstairs, he was not stupid enough to support it, so naturally no one was cleaning the place.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Zhou Ze kicked the doors open one by one.

There were clouds of dust rising inside, which was very choking.

Since the soul of the deceased sang the song here when he came to the bookstore to reincarnate, if the old man is right and the song is indeed original, it is very likely that Huang Mao died here.

At this time, the security guard of the dance hall ran up. Firstly, he heard the noise above, and secondly, the police did not come. The aunt who reported the news said that it was a bad old man in a robe upstairs who was "playing with the princes".

Zhang Yanfeng consciously walked to the entrance of the corridor. When the security guards came up, he stopped them.

Several security guards wanted to give them a few words or even directly punish these "joking" **, but after Zhang Yanfeng took out his ID and displayed it in front of them,

A few security guards just smiled dryly.

It's like turning into a cute husky,

I didn't dare to make any more moves.

"Lao Zhang, here!"

Zhou Ze shouted.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yanfeng ignored the security guards and ran directly over. In a dusty room, a man was hanged under an electric fan.

At first glance, it doesn't look like Huang Mao, because his hair is not yellow, but gray. But after a closer look, it is indeed Huang Mao, because his hair is covered with dust and dyed silver gray in disguise.

Zhang Yanfeng did not enter the crime scene without permission, but took out his mobile phone and made a call, preparing to call the police station for support.

After making the call,

Zhang Yanfeng frowned.

Looking at Zhou Ze,

body,

He was really found.

If you don't know how special he is,

According to previous procedures and habits,

Zhang Yanfeng would not hesitate to arrest Zhou Ze as the first suspect and go back for interrogation.

It’s not that there aren’t murderers who kill someone and then call the police to find the scene. In fact, there are many. Nearly 80% of the murderers will mix with the crowd after the police discover the murder scene.

This habit is like sitting on the toilet and the first thing you do when you stand up after taking a poop is to lower your head and look at the poop you just pooped out.

Soon, many police cars arrived, which frightened the management and owner of the dance hall.

Mom,

The fight against pornography doesn’t need to be so big, right?

I'm just playing on the sidelines, and I'm just playing on the sidelines of love, and I'm not trying to sell fans.

The police quickly sealed off the scene, and the men and women in the dance hall were temporarily detained here. Because a murder had occurred and the environment here was relatively chaotic, they all needed to make a record.

This made many men, uh... and women, who had families sneak over, very frightened.

Professional forensic doctors came over and started processing the scene. Zhou Ze and Lao Dao completed their tasks and went back downstairs to smoke next to the Nissan car.

"Boss, this is so weird. Two of my tomb-robbing gang died in the tomb. Now the tomb can't be found, and another one died in this ghost place.

Pindao estimated that the remaining one who was not caught during the day was probably in danger. "

Zhou Ze nodded. There was indeed something wrong with this matter.

"Could it be that the soul of the deceased owner of the tomb really came out to claim his life?" the old Taoist guessed.

Zhou Ze couldn't decide. If it was really a ghost who killed someone, it would fall under his jurisdiction.

To be honest, even Boss Zhou rarely sees ghosts who can come out to avenge murderers. Most of the dead souls walked into the bookstore on their own according to Ming Mingzhi's guidance, and were "exploited" by Zhou Ze. Sent to hell.

However, there are many ghosts, and Zhou Ze has a deeper understanding of ghosts.

Most of modern people's impressions of tomb robbing come from tomb robbing novels or film and television works about tomb robbing. However, in fact, there are very few tombs that can rival or even completely explode the underground palace tombs of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, even with ten fingers. Can't even use it all.

When Zhou Ze was a doctor in his previous life, he went on a mission and took the lead in organizing a medical emergency team to follow an archaeological team to participate in a protective excavation.

The object of the excavation was the tomb of a prince from the Ming Dynasty. At that time, tomb robbing novels were at their peak. The other young doctors in the team all looked like craning their necks to the neglected young ladies in front of the door, thinking all the time. Look for opportunities to get closer to the excavation site.

Zhou Ze also looked at it, but he was disappointed. There was a red door in the tomb, and behind it was a corridor less than ten meters away. There were ear chambers on both sides, and inside

The main tomb chamber is about the same size as a rural bungalow, and there's not much to see inside.

The reason why a medical team is needed is to prevent the risk of injury and infection during excavation. As for the tomb owner who suddenly turned into a zongzi and jumped out to kill people, I didn't see any.

Zhou Ze estimated that the zombies seen by those archaeological scholars in their lives were not as many as he had seen in this year of rebirth. Many people would not see one in their lives.

He could look in the mirror and see Yingying.

Here,

two.

However, a scholar from the archaeological team had chatted with Zhou Ze at the beginning and said that in fact, the tombs of these little princes and nobles were actually okay. They all had rules. The burial objects inside had clear standards and rules to follow. But the tombs of local small landlords and small rich people were really unimaginable.

There is a saying that the wisdom of the working people is unimaginable. In terms of tombs, this saying can also be changed and borrowed. That is, the wisdom of the ancient working people's thrilling creativity is unimaginable.

The archaeologist gave Zhou Ze an example that Zhou Ze still remembers vividly. A landlord died, and his family was afraid that he would be lonely down there, so they bought two children, a boy and a girl, and put them in the tomb before sealing it. There would be some water and food inside, but very little.

After the children finished eating the food inside, they would starve to death inside and serve the deceased.

So, the owner of the tomb may have gone to hell and reincarnated long ago, and the ones who really have grievances are the people who were forced to be buried with him.

Put yourself in his shoes,

in a dark and sealed tomb that you can't get out of,

next to you is a coffin, and you have very little food and water, how would you feel?

"Bang!"

Zhou Ze was startled and jumped out of his thoughts.

It was Zhang Yanfeng.

"The initial inference of the cause of death is suicide, and no fingerprints or traces of homicide were found at the scene."

"So fragile?" The old Taoist muttered, "Tomb robbers are not drug dealers, they won't be shot, right?"

Zhang Yanfeng shook his head.

"Suicide?" Zhou Ze savored the two words.

The most suspicious thing is why would someone choose this place to commit suicide?

Some people consider the mountains and rivers when choosing a tomb. Huang Mao chose to commit suicide here because he thought he could go down and dance when he was lonely in the future?

Can he touch and scratch?

In addition, a person who commits suicide means that he has put aside all distractions and is determined to die. Why would he run to his bookstore? He should just go to hell.

"Captain Zhang, I just received a notice that another body was found."

………………

After driving for 40 minutes,

the crowd arrived at the Hao River.

The body had been salvaged and placed on the lawn, covered with a white cloth.

The person who found the dead was a restaurant staff member who was off night shift. At first, he thought someone was swimming down there late at night. After a closer look, he found that it was a dead person floating on the water.

Boss Zhou squatted beside the body and looked at it for a while, then walked out.

"Boss, is it another suicide by jumping into the water?"

The old Taoist bit the word "suicide" very hard.

Zhou Ze shook his head. "It's only been a short time since I saw him in the morning and he ran away. But the giant body looks like it has been soaked in water for a week."

Zhang Yanfeng squatted by the Hao River and smoked one cigarette after another. Solving a tomb robbery case was a good achievement. When writing a publicity report, he could also write that he saw them on the roadside and found that they might have problems. Evil has no place to hide in the face of justice.

Now,

One of the two suspects who escaped was hanged and the other drowned. A simple tomb robbery case is developing into a serial murder case.

"Boss, could it be that the two accomplices left in the tomb are coming out to take revenge?" The old Taoist guessed beside him.

"Yes, find the tomb first." Zhang Yanfeng gritted his teeth, threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, and stepped hard on it with the sole of his leather shoes.

"Help me find the tomb." Zhang Yanfeng looked at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"What's wrong?"

"If I were you, I think I should do something else first."

"What is it?"

"It's just......"

At this time, Zhang Yanfeng's cell phone rang. Seeing that it was a call from the bureau, Zhang Yanfeng first signaled Zhou Ze to wait and talk, and he answered the phone first.

As he listened,

his face changed immediately. After hanging up the phone, he looked at Zhou Ze absentmindedly.

"What's the matter?" asked the Taoist priest.

"The two suspects you and I caught during the day, the older one bit his tongue and committed suicide.

The younger one also tried to swallow foreign objects to commit suicide, but fortunately he was discovered in time and didn't die."

Zhou Ze stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"What were you about to say?" asked Zhang Yanfeng.

"They asked you to consider sending more people to protect the two people who were caught;

Well,

it's meaningless now."

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