Ninety-third bowl of soup (6)

Qing Huan fell asleep on the sofa in the forensic room. When she fell asleep, she was quiet like a doll, and no one would be willing to disturb her dreams.

So when she woke up and saw the trio of ghost catchers whose three points were not like people and seven points were like ghosts, she blinked: "...Isn't that just to catch a water ghost? You are..."

Meng Daxian grabbed the stacks of water plants on the top of his head, "I've caught the eagle for so many years, but I was blinded by the eagle! That stinky shameless ghost!"

Meng Xingzhen calmly untied his belt and took a small fish from his pants: "There has been a little accident."

Don’t look at Qing Huan, Zhong Xun’s body is dripping, his face is stern, because his body is dirty, all three of them did not sit, but fortunately there is a separate bathroom in the forensic room, because Meng Xingzhen likes to be clean. Every time an autopsy is completed, they have to take a shower, so they go directly to the forensic room to clean themselves up. After all, this smell... They just came back from a taxi, and there were no taxis in the middle of the night. They finally stopped one because they were too smelly. I was happy to take it, and in the end, it was a truck driver who saw the three of them pitifully lead them for a ride.

In order not to draw attention to the things in the water, they took the subway to the bus and walked for another hour and a half. They lurked in the bushes until the black mosquitoes were bitten by mosquitoes.

Meng Xingzhen was the last to wash. When he came out, he only wore a T-shirt and shorts. There were no red spots on his exposed limbs! Let's compare Zhong Xun and Meng Daxian's body... the one who saw it was sad and the one who heard it wept.

"??? Why didn't you bite the mosquito??" Meng Daxian asked.

"Uncle Master forgot what I studied?" Meng Xingzhen took out a small bottle. "The mosquito repellent ointment developed by Master will apply a layer of mosquitoes for three days."

"Why do you swallow this kind of good stuff by yourself?" Meng Daxian wanted to cry when he thought of the hours when he was lying in the bushes.

Meng Xingzhen said innocently: "I wiped it after taking a shower the day before yesterday. If I know this is the case, of course I will give it to Uncle Master for your enjoyment."

Meng Daxian's heart is already refreshing. He chuckled, and bit the apple in his hand like venting his anger. This **** kid always looks respectful, but why does he always feel that he is suffering? Obviously it was a shameless **** who stole his peeled pine nuts, so why did the little junior only beat him in the end? This is so unfair!

Qing Huan looked at the time and found that she had slept for almost twenty-four hours in one sleep... She rubbed her eyes: "You didn't wait for me to go."

"It's just a little water ghost. It's a bit dirty and smelly. How can I let the little girl go and suffer?" Meng Xingzhen chuckled lightly. "When we came back, I was surprised to see you still asleep. Are you hungry? eat something?"

"want."

Meng Xingzhen took out the last few small cakes in the refrigerator and divided them into one to eat. As a result, the more he ate, the more hungry he became, and he was not full at all. It was not too late to see the time, so he was ready to go out to make skewers-Meng Daxian yesterday Said to be a treat.

Finally, they found a food stall, ordered a lot of barbecue and ordered a cold beer, Qinghuan took a sip of the porridge bought from the convenience store, and listened to them tell her what happened while she was asleep.

After finding that she was asleep yesterday, several people were tired and squeezed on the sofa. Originally, Zhong Xun was bold enough to sleep on the dissecting table, but that was before hell, so the others were tall, plus Meng Daxian was so chubby that he had to sleep on the ground. I made preparations early the next morning, but seeing that Qing Huan hadn't been awake, like a little angel, no one had the heart to wake her up, so only three people set off.

With the information provided by Qinghuan, everything is going well. Originally, as a forensic doctor, Meng Xingzhen didn’t care about criminal investigation cases, but this time it involves ghosts and teachers’ inheritance. He can’t sit back and watch, but he didn’t expect this broken ground to be so difficult to get around. First, the subway and then the public bus were exposed to the sun and the dust. After walking for an hour and a half, I finally arrived at the destination: a reservoir that has been abandoned for a long time.

Zhong Xun couldn't help but wonder if Wang Fang was stupid. Who would date in such a place? No wonder the water ghost throws people to the farthest point of the safe zone after killing them, because they are afraid that people will know their hiding place and cause unnecessary trouble.

Don’t look at Meng Daxian’s fatness. When he was a child, he practiced basic skills. Meng Xingzhen’s strength is beyond Zhong Xun’s imagination. Both of them are no worse than him who was born in a police academy and worked as a special soldier for two years. He walked for an hour and a half. My face is not red and I am not breathing.

The real horror is that after dark, there are too many mosquitoes, but they can't move or scratch, and the bitten one is called a miserable one. At that time, he was still admiring the Meng Xing Pillow who was lying in the nearest place of the reservoir in his heart. He felt that the other party was a real man. There were so many mosquitoes but he didn't move. How did he know that he had made perfect preparations and didn't have a bag on him!

They waited until nine o'clock, the sky was absolutely dark, which was strange to say, there was no cloud in all, but the moon was big and round, showing a weird blue color. Then they heard the sound of high heels, and the water ghost's second target came.

That woman was wearing a dress and high heels... To be honest, Zhong Xun couldn't understand at all. At this time, this kind of place, do you think it's normal to meet here? Or do you mean that these women are also fascinated by ghosts?

"...It is true, otherwise it is impossible to do such a stupid thing. The water ghost can't leave the safe area, but there is a wire just above the reservoir. It relies on this to enter the Internet world to find the person with the same birth date as itself, and be ghosted. The fan is not fake, who knows what is talking to you on the other end of the network cable in the middle of the night?" Qing Huan finished his last sip of porridge and reached out for a roasted leek.

She looks very delicate when eating, which is completely different from these three elders.

Zhong Xun continued.

Because of his special physique, he was far away, and his only task was to take the woman away when the two men took the ghost so as not to give the water ghost a chance. But none of them thought that the dead ghost was very cunning, and even had big tricks. The water weeds at the bottom of the lake entangled Meng Daxian’s ankle and dragged him and Meng Xing’s pillows. Zhong Xun put the woman on the grass and on her forehead. After posting the amulet given by Zhang Meng Daxian, he also rushed over.

The body of his pure yang boy is really very useful. The harsh masculinity just past made the water ghost unbearable. Meng Daxian and Meng Xingzhen took the opportunity to subdue the boy, but they never expected the dead ghost to blew up. After that, the three of them were covered with disgusting mucus, the back of the reservoir was also exploded, and aquatic fishes and shrimps poured all over them.

Qing Huan remembered the smell she smelled when the three people came back, and felt that a large part of the reason why she would wake up was because of the smell of corruption.

"...In short, this case is closed, but how to write this report, Team Zhong, you know." Meng Xingzhen took a sip of beer, "You can't let ordinary people know the existence of these things, it will cause panic. "In that case, their guardianship is meaningless.

"Don't worry, I understand." Zhong Xun nodded, "Forensic Doctor Meng, the several Chen cases we dealt with together before, shouldn't they also be related to that kind of thing?"

"Yes." Meng Xingzhen said that I have helped you a lot and you want to be grateful. "I went to clean up all those things. Didn't you find out? Although the case could not be found and the murderer could only be put on hold, there has never been a similar incident."

Zhong Xun suddenly felt respect. He has always been proud of being a policeman, and also proud of being a policeman. But within a few tens of hours, his worldview was completely subverted. He felt that it was not just the police in front of the stage who worked hard, but also countless cultivators like Meng Xingzhen Meng Daxian were protecting the world.

But no one knows and no one knows. How much work they have suffered, how many injuries they have suffered, and even their deaths are unknown.

When the police dies, colleagues will mourn, family members will be sad, and society and the media will praise him. The cultivators seem to be non-existent, coming and going quietly, in the midst of life and death, but never regrets or hesitates.

Halfway through the skewers, the phones of Zhong Xun and Meng Xingzhen suddenly rang at the same time. After picking up, they showed apologetic expressions to Qing Huan and Meng Daxian: "Sorry for the case, we have to go first."

"I'll go with you." Qing Huan raised his hand.

"I am going too!"

Meng Xingzhen sighed inwardly, it seemed that there was no hope of escaping...but he has always had a thick skin, so the three of them looked at the most sincere Zhong Xun, who was seen by these three pairs of eyes. Scalp tingling: "...I'll check out and get in my car later."

"Good!" Meng Daxian and Meng Xingzhen said in unison, the faces of both uncles and nephews had the same "take advantage" thief smiles.

This time, the scene of the crime was not far from the place where they lashed out. It took only 20 minutes to drive there.

There is a huge garbage treatment plant in S city. At night, workers are working overtime to dispose of waste garbage, because they are all sorted, and some need to be mechanically cut to recycle. When Old Qian was looking at the machine, his cell phone rang suddenly. He turned around and answered the call. After he came back, he was surprised. Why are these tin cans and other metal objects bright red on them? He reached out and touched it, but it was still sticky and disgusting.

It was bad when he got close to the nose, and then a crushed hand fell out, frightening the old money and sitting on the ground for a long time without hesitation.

The machine stopped in time, but a corpse was to be found from the mountain of rubbish...It was really not a simple matter.

Meng Daxian and Qing Huan stayed in the car, while Meng Xingzhen and Zhong Xun went down, investigating the scene one by one and inspecting the other.

It is indeed a human body. After Meng Xingzhen had extracted the bones of that hand, his head was big - it would take several hours for him to piece it together to recover. And because of the crushing of the machine, even if the palm itself has been injured, it is likely to be completely covered up.

It's tricky.