Chapter 335 Old Dog

Even though so many years have passed, Zhou Mingsheng, who has served several years in prison, is still so frightened that his muscles tighten when he recalls what happened at that time.

That incident obviously left a deep psychological shadow on him.

Lu Ming was deep in thought, while He Wei said: "You specialize in looking after others, but you are afraid of trouble yourself?"

This question is highly ironic. Zhou Mingsheng seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time: "Officer, I'm a fraudster. I'm just a shell and a guise when it comes to Feng Shui and other things. I don't know how to read. How can I not be afraid if this really happens?"

"What other weird things did you find on Nanlin Street?"

"Nothing else."

Zhou Mingsheng shook his head: "I didn't even dare to tell anyone about this. The next day I just looked around, randomly came up with a way to set up a Bagua mirror, and left directly. I didn't even dare to pay more than they gave me. Take it, just for fear of getting into trouble."

It is obvious that there is nothing more to ask from Zhou Mingsheng. This inquiry only confirmed something more.

There is indeed something weird about Nanlin Street. This weirdness can lead to unreasonable suicide in humans. But what the source of this weirdness is is currently unknown.

Moreover, this weirdness did not have any impact on the local residents of Nanlin Street. Instead, it showed up on the consumers who came to Nanlin Street for leisure and entertainment.

Furthermore, is the method of placing Bagua mirrors effective?

At present, there are three possibilities in total.

First, there is indeed something weird in Nanlin Street, and this weirdness applies equally to local residents and outsiders in Nanlin Street. It's just that Zhou Ming's winning method of placing the Bagua mirror coincidentally suppressed this weird effect on the local residents of Nanlin Street, so it could only appear on outsiders.

Second, there is indeed something weird about Nanlin Street, and this weirdness applies equally to local residents and outsiders in Nanlin Street. In addition, the method of placing Bagua mirrors proposed by Zhou Mingsheng is basically ineffective. There is another reason why this weirdness cannot occur to the local residents of Nanlin Street.

Third, there is indeed something weird in Nanlin Street, but this weirdness treats local residents of Nanlin Street differently from outsiders. It itself cannot have an impact on the local residents of Nanlin Street, but only on outsiders.

As for Zhou Mingsheng possessing something magical and taking the initiative to eliminate this weirdness by placing the Bagua Mirror, this possibility has been completely ruled out.

Looking at the submissive, humble, and seemingly well-reformed fraudster in front of him, no one believed that he had any special abilities.

So, which of the above three possibilities is true? In which direction should our next investigation proceed?

After the interrogation, Lu Ming returned to the hotel to rest and fell into deep thought.

This night I still couldn't sleep.

The next day, the three of them returned to Blue Lake City. The whole journey was silent, and when we arrived at the conference room, the discussion began again.

Lu Qingliang's figure also appeared on the screen.

After briefly reporting yesterday's situation, Lu Qingliang was filled with disappointment: "Is he just a liar? Hey, I thought I could get some clues from him."

"Don't think about it." He Wei shook her head: "I feel that the Zhou Family Archway line can be put aside for the time being."

From the custom of placing Bagua mirrors, it was traced to the Zhou family archway, Wu Biao's suicide, and Zhou Mingsheng. It turned out that Zhou Mingsheng was just a fraudster. This line seems to have lost its value.

Lu Ming said: "There is no need to put it down. Just be suspicious for the time being. But it seems we can't know more from here."

"What should I check next?"

All four of them were silent.

Lu Ming racked his brains and thought hard.

The familiar feeling of "having no idea where to start and not knowing where to start" once again came to the conference room and enveloped the four people.

Finally, Zhang Dingshan said: "Let's dismiss the meeting first. Don't be anxious. You can't rush this kind of thing."

He Wei put away the documents in front of her listlessly, scratched her hair, sighed resignedly, and said, "I heard that the fungus hotpot here in Blue Lake City is quite famous. Want to try it? Who's going?"

Lu Ming was upset: "How long has it been? Are you still eating fungi?"

He Wei said angrily: "If the case can't be investigated, then we don't have to do other things? We don't have to eat or sleep anymore? Is it useful?"

Lu Ming remained calm and silent.

He Wei walked around the conference table, walked to Lu Ming, and patted him on the shoulder: "You are still young. Don't rush when it comes to investigating cases. The more anxious you are, the less useful it will be, and it will easily drag you down. Let's talk about people. You can’t be tense all the time. Relaxation is the best way. Eat delicious food, go sightseeing, and relax, and inspiration may come.”

Lu Ming finally said: "I feel that it is not appropriate to focus on enjoyment while still working while the case has not been investigated."

"There's a word called ineffective overtime, have you heard of it? It's like you can torture your inspiration out by self-abuse. It's up to you whether you love it or not."

Lu Ming's face was a little confused: "Who committed suicide? Investigating the case cannot be considered self-abuse... Investigating the case! Can the incident involving the action team be considered self-abuse?"

He Wei looked at him with a smile. In the end, Lu Ming himself became frustrated: "But what you said makes sense. Okay, let's try it."

He Wei looked at Zhang Dingshan again: "Are you going?"

Zhang Dingshan looked calm and only uttered one word: "Go."

"Okay, let me find out which one is the most authentic."

After leaving the conference room and walking out of the first floor, there was suddenly a burst of noise from the front, including some crying and howling.

Lu Ming turned the corner and saw two white-haired old men kneeling on the ground. Several security guards nearby managed to help the old man up with strong support. In front of the two old men, Feng Guozhu was sweating profusely and comforting them.

The three of them stopped unconsciously and heard the old woman crying: "Juan'er did not commit suicide. Juan'er will not commit suicide. You can't close the case with suicide. You have to find the murderer and kill him." Kill the murderer and avenge Juan'er... Wuwuwuwu, Juan'er is our only child, my poor child..."

"Uncle, aunt, I understand how you feel. However, I have shown you all the evidence. Gu Juan committed suicide. There is indeed no trace of homicide. You want me to turn you into a murderer out of thin air. come out?"

"You're talking nonsense, nonsense! It's impossible for Juan'er to commit suicide. You must know something, wu wu wu, you also sent people to investigate what happened during Juan'er's lifetime. If Juan'er committed suicide, could you check so many things? You guys? What do you know, police officer, I kneel down for you, please don’t hide it from my old lady, can you? I beg you, how did Juaner die?..."

Feng Guozhu said: "That was just a routine investigation. We want to confirm that the reason why Gu Juan committed suicide was not because there was something hidden from you. Hey, what can I hide from you? You misunderstood. There is no murderer. Really? It's suicide..."

The old man among the two old men yelled with excitement: "You are all in the same group! You are working together! You are colluding! You are covering up the murderer! We have no children, and there is no point in living anymore. I will fight with you." Now, I will sue you! As long as I am not dead, I will keep suing you!"

After trying to comfort them for a long time, a group of security guards finally invited the two old men to the reception room. Feng Guozhu came out sweating profusely, almost exhausted mentally and physically.

Seeing Zhang Dingshan and the others, Feng Guozhu smiled a little ashamedly and said, "The family members of the deceased."

Lu Ming said: "Their daughter is dead?"

"yes."

Feng Guozhu sighed with emotion: "The old couple had a son when they were young, and they loved him since they were young. The deceased was also up to date, filial, sensible, and had good grades. He had just graduated and found a job two years ago. He just said that he would take the old couple over to live together, and suddenly committed suicide. . If you say this, hey...it’s no wonder the old couple can’t accept it.”

Lu Ming knew that his large-scale investigation some time ago must have aroused greater doubts in the minds of the old couple who were already suspicious of their daughter's suicide. They believed that there was another hidden reason for their daughter's death, so they came to the Public Security Bureau to cause trouble. .

Feng Guozhu also knew some of the facts of the case and knew that the suicides of the deceased were not normal. But of course he couldn't tell these things.

Lu Ming also sighed.

Feng Guozhu said slowly: "I have been investigating this case for ten years, and up to now, nothing has been found. Now it's better, you are finally here, there is hope for the case..."

His eyes seemed a little moist: "Over the years, I always think of the dead who committed suicide for no apparent reason. Especially Xiao Zeng, hey, I dreamed about him a few days ago, and he told me that he died What an injustice. Let me, a master, find the murderer so that he can rest in peace. I, I..."

Feng Guozhu forced a smile: "Sorry, sorry, I lost my temper. You are busy, you are busy."

He confessed and left quickly.

He Wei snorted: "This is a clever way to put pressure on us."

Lu Ming also felt it.

Feng Guozhu said so much in various ways, but his central idea was only this.

The progress of our investigation is highly confidential. Feng Guozhu knew some peripheral information, but not the core information. He couldn't ask his own side, so he could only make insinuations in this way.

However, even though Lu Ming was aware of this, he didn't have the slightest dislike for Feng Guozhu in his heart.

Solving the case is also my wish...

Lu Ming murmured: "This old Feng has a really keen sense of smell. He should have noticed that we are not going well in handling the case."

Zhang Dingshan said calmly: "Cases that the grassroots security officers cannot handle can be handed over to superiors. If we can't handle the cases, no one will be able to take over."

This is responsibility, but also pressure.

Lu Ming once again felt his heart heavy.

He Wei said: "Why are you talking about this? Let's go, let's eat hot pot."

He Wei drove the car and pulled the two of them toward the suburbs of Blue Lake City.

Lu Ming was sitting in the passenger seat, looking out the window in a daze. He kept looking, but after looking for a long time, he didn't even see anything in his eyes.

His thoughts had already flown to an unknown place.

Nanlin Street, Bagua Mirror, Zhou Family Archway, corpse dumping place, unjustly killed woman, Wu Biao, dog, goose, cat, Zhou Mingsheng...

Each of these elements kept swirling and colliding in his mind.

He Wei drove for more than an hour. It wasn't until the car stopped and He Wei called him that Lu Ming came back to his senses.

"Are you here? Where is this..."

After getting out of the car, what appeared in front of Lu Ming was no longer the prosperity of Blue Lake City, but the rugged mountain roads in the mountains, low-rise houses, and rolling mountains and rivers.

There was a bungalow in front of him. There was an old yellow-haired dog lying comfortably at the door. Occasionally, when someone came, the old dog would just glance at it casually, and then he would close his eyes again and take a nap.

There were some tables inside, and a fan was spinning feebly on the roof. The inside looked greasy and messy.

"I asked people, and they all said that this is the most authentic place. Even if the environment is not good, the food is delicious. Let's go."

He Wei took the lead and led the three people in.

I asked for a private room and ordered food, but it took a while for the food to be served. Lu Ming felt that the air inside was not good, so he walked out and stood at the door, looking at the scenery in the distance.

At this moment, a fat restaurant owner wearing an apron came out carrying a bowl. Some diners seemed to be watching the fun and followed the boss out.

"Rhubarb! Let's get to work!"

The fat boss shouted and poured the brown soup in the bowl into the iron basin in front of the yellow old dog.

The yellow old dog opened his eyes lazily, stood up slowly, walked around to the iron basin, and sniffed carefully.

All the diners and the boss looked attentively at everyone without making a sound.

Lu Ming couldn't help but become curious.

The old dog sniffed, finally stuck out his tongue, and slowly drank the soup. The diners suddenly relaxed and started talking among themselves.

"Old Wu's eyesight, how can he be wrong?"

"Look, let me tell you, it must be fine."

"Old Wu plus rhubarb, that's absolutely no problem."

The old dog finished the soup and continued to slowly return to his original position and lie down. The diners are still amazed.

"This dog can be sold for a lot of money."

"Last year, the owner of a big hotel in the city wanted to buy it. He offered a price of 30,000 yuan, but Lao Wu didn't even sell it."

"Tsk, tsk, I wouldn't sell it if it were me."

Lu Ming finally couldn't help his curiosity and asked forward, "What's wrong with this dog? What did it drink?"

A diner laughed and said: "First time here? The mushroom soup Rhubarb drank. This dog has spiritual energy. If the mushroom soup is poisonous, it will never drink it. If it is not poisonous, it will drink it. For many years, it has been There is nothing wrong. It all depends on rhubarb. Lao Wu’s store has never had a single poisoning incident in so many years. Everyone can feel free to eat here. "

Lu Ming was stunned.

There is a custom of eating mushrooms in Blue Lake City. Mushrooms are delicious and have many fans, but there are also many types, and many of them are poisonous. People who accidentally eat poisonous fungi may experience hallucinations at worst, or be poisoned to death at worst.

Every year in Blue Lake City, people are poisoned to death after eating fungi.

This old dog named Rhubarb can actually tell the difference between poisonous and non-toxic. No wonder the restaurant owner regards it as a treasure.

"Tsk, tsk, this animal test is well done."

The diners sighed and marveled.