Chapter 297

Fuyuan is known as the first expert in solving cases in Tokyo. The major cases solved in recent years can be compiled into a textbook, like Sherlock Holmes.

There's no case I can't solve!

This is fuyuangang's motto. Of course, the premise is to give him enough time.

Under the attention of thousands of people, the news of junnan's brother being cut off by a fierce ghost spread to Tokyo. Fuyuan Gang's first reaction was to sneer and say nothing.

As an expert, he always laughs in an enigmatic way, but doesn't speak, which makes people guess.

He was disgusted with the practice in Tokyo, because the murderer had hidden good things. He could really become a ghost by using the advantage of time and place. He also sent experts to study supernatural things there.

Out of respect for his work, Fuyuan just made a special call to remind the director that for the time being, no matter who cut off Liucun junnan's tongue, go to protect tengxiu and go back to the field.

According to fuyuangang's judgment, the fierce ghost incident is likely to be the provocation of Liucun junnan by the Chinese people, who sent the top experts to teach him a lesson.

The origin of the incident of being circumcised was caused by Teng Xiu's work of returning to the field. According to the Chinese people's belief that those who commit crimes against the Chinese people, though they are far away from being punished, should be killed most.

Liucun junnan is a big mouth. Cutting off his tongue is a lesson. Let him reflect on the benefits of nonsense in pain for the rest of his life. Oh, wrong, it's harmful.

But Teng Xiu wrote a book, which affected thousands of people. If the Chinese wanted to get rid of him, they would only kill him, and there would be no other way to punish him.

The director still admired fuyuangang very much. He immediately called Hokkaido to ask for the perfect protection for tengxiu's return to the field. But he should pay attention to the way and hide in the dark. Only in this way can he not scare away the murderer.

Hokkaido police must attach great importance to the director's solemn instructions. They immediately dispatched more than ten special police officers headed by Oshima Mao to lurk around Teng Xiu's house in the dark at night, and pay close attention to the surrounding activities with wide eyes.

In order to ensure the safety of Teng Xiu, in the small garden in front of his villa, six special police officers were hidden quietly to feed mosquitoes——

There are so many people who have laid a net. Even if there are really fierce ghosts coming, they can only be arrested.

Oshima Mao, who is in charge of the command of this operation, is sitting in a car on the street. He is responsible for monitoring all the monitoring heads within 100 meters.

Every half an hour, he would receive reports from his subordinates hidden in every corner, especially the secret sentry post in the courtyard.

Normal.

Normal.

It's still normal.

Before midnight, the normal report not only did not make Oshima relaxed, but also made him more nervous.

In the folklore of the island, evil spirits appear at midnight.

Sure enough, the situation has changed. The secret whistle lurking in Teng Xiu's house says that he observed with night vision telescope that Teng Xiu's wife walked into the bedroom in a hurry.

It's no surprise that many women wake up in the middle of the night and suddenly have a strong interest in sex. It's like trying to verify Oshima's idea. The people in the yard immediately ask for instructions, saying that they will only make a bang when they hear the impact of skin and flesh. What can the leaders do?

Cao, it's stupid to ask what to do with this matter. Do you want me to send you to disturb the couple's harmonious sex life?

The men who have been reprimanded are very embarrassed.

Half an hour later, the man reported that Mrs. Teng Xiu had returned to her bedroom. It seemed that there was something wrong with her walking.

Numb the next door, this bastard is hopeless. If you are a woman, you will not be able to walk after half an hour of being banged by a man. After so many years of Chinese culture, you are a fool.

Fool dare not say anything more, only to continue to lurk, feeding mosquitoes - until the day is bright, only in a low voice curse, take the team home to make up for sleep.

Oshima Mao was sleeping and was awakened by the telephone.

When the bad news came, Teng Xiu returned to the field and died. He hanged himself.

Hang yourself. He wrote a line on his chest saying that he was a sinner.

The reporter is Mrs. Teng Xiu's mother's sister-in-law. She made an appointment to see the sea today. Unexpectedly, she saw the dead body. It's really bad luck.

After getting the news, Oshima Mao excites a shiver and rushes to fujixiu's home.

When he ran past, the coroner of the local police station had already "confirmed" the time of Teng Xiu's death. It was about 11:43 last night.

impossible!

Oshima Mao's first reaction is these three words, only because the time when the coroner diagnosed it was an hour before Mrs. Teng Xiu was having sex.

Do dead people have sex with women?

Bullshit. Bullshit.

But then, Oshima Mao had nothing to say. The dead man was very clean, including his stuff, without any acid residue. On the floor in the corner, he found this thing in the stall.

It's very easy to test. It wasn't long before it was confirmed that it was the product of Mrs. Teng Xiu.

This shows that last night she really had a good time with men, which lasted for half an hour.

Ask Mrs. Teng Xiu immediately. Who did you have a good time with last night?

Mrs. Teng Xiu stood in front of the corpse and kept silent for a long time before she answered, "ghost, a fierce ghost who can speak Chinese. Before suanshuang, she saw her husband hanged himself. She wanted to escape, but the fierce ghost caught her soul with its terrible eyes and let her walk over and kneel on the ground.

As for how she got back to her room after the event, I can't remember clearly.

Is there really a ghost?

All the people at the scene shivered. Oshima asked Mrs. Teng Xiu, what else did the ghost say to you?

Teng Xiu shook her head and replied that she didn't say anything.

Of course, ghost said it, but she didn't dare to say it. Ghost told her.

At the scene, there were only traces of Teng Xiu's husband and wife, and there was no third person, including the fierce ghost who was banging her. It should be mixed with some things on the ground, but it could not be mentioned, only Mrs. Teng Xiu's.

Just when the big guy's neck was cold, Fuyuan Gang, the first expert in solving the crime in Tokyo, came in person.

The master is the master. When he came, he saw the words on the body's chest.

It's not how good the words written by Li Gui are, but to study what kind of ink it is, how it can penetrate into the skin and never fade, just like the birthmark.

"Yin, Yin Fu!"

Dashima Mao suddenly thought of those things in folklore and said in a trembling voice.

In the local folklore of the Yin Fu, not everyone is familiar with - familiar with it?

It's not the kind of yellow paper with winding pictures on it, but a kind of pen.

This kind of pen is written on the living person, never fade to death, and the fierce ghost with deep hatred can ask for this kind of Yin Fu from Yin Jun and write it on the enemy.

Then, the enemy will commit suicide at midnight.

Fuyuan Gang, who is known as the first expert in solving crimes in Tokyo, was stunned after hearing that. After a long silence, he took out his knife and gently peeled off a piece of skin from the body's chest.

Subcutaneous tissue, there is still this dark color, deep into the bone marrow.

"Is there really a fierce ghost?"

After testing the color, which is not harmful to human body, but has an indelible effect, the confident fuyuangang finally believes that some legends seem to come from nowhere.

I'm sure there are ghosts.

It's just that fierce ghost from Qingshan in China - if I miss him, I can go to him.

Thinking of the strange suffocation feeling that she couldn't give up last night, Mrs. Teng Xiu gently swallowed her saliva and looked to the west, with her right hand against her back, slowly sliding down on her hip flap.

Up there, there's a terrible Black Skull.

Does it mean that this is the unique mark left by every woman who occupies the world?

Mrs. Teng Xiu thinks too much.

Li Nanfang was so forced to look at people's big and white buttocks that he intended to write a poem on it, like the spring rain in the small building last night. But after the pen fell down, he habitually drew his unique mark, black skeleton.

Well, he admits that painting on a woman's buttocks is better than painting on walls, trees and other places. It also has a special sense of achievement, that is, the idea is a little dirty.

But what's the point?

He wanted to kill Mrs. Teng Xiu, but she was too beautiful to bear.

Although it is a great shame for a woman to guard her husband's body and be banged by him, it is better than being killed.

Li Nanfang has some remorse for himself. How can he always have the benevolence of women?

Not only that, but also when he was very sour, he told people that he had missed him and came to Qingshan in China.

Didn't he mean to tell people that he was playing tricks and leading the island police to Qingshan to thoroughly investigate the matter?

Then he carefully planned everything, and it would be exposed, causing endless trouble.

Several times, he wanted to go back to Teng Xiu's house and kill the woman completely.

But I can't bear to think of a woman's charming fat buttocks and her soul stirring singing. I have to escape from the island country as fast as I can, so that I can keep one more beauty for the ugly world.

It's the most fatal flaw of Li Nanfang to regret what he did and not do it well.

He had a hunch that it would cost him a lot sooner or later.

Forget it, it's all a brain drain. At present, it's better to tell Lao Xie, entrust him to tell erlengzi, and then get some pure natural black pigment.

It's so easy to use, especially when drawing on a woman's white buttocks.

This kind of pigment is actually a kind of grass juice, which is squeezed from a kind of special grass in the 800 emperor valley.

Because of the juice of grass, it has such unexplained special effects, so eight hundred of those woodlouse are named as "soul grass".

When extracting this kind of grass juice, you must be more careful. Once it sticks to the skin, it will be this color all your life.

In addition to this function, there is no other use of the ghost grass, that is to say, the woodlouse will make some babies and give them to the best friends to thank Li Nanfang for not fighting with him for silly girls.

Li Nanfang didn't take a fancy to silly girl.

If he had to live in 800, he wanted that woman to be his mother-in-law?

Grass, how could it be her?

Can't think, can't think, that's the elder.

But if you also draw a black skull on your elder's buttocks, it will be grass. You can't even think about it. How can you still think about it!

Li Nanfang thought of doing it, raised his hand to slap himself, and startled Chen Dali, who was reporting to him: "ah, Mr. Li, you are --"

"I'm photographing mosquitoes. Is there a problem?"

Li Nanfang put down his right hand, raised his eyelids, gave Chen Dali a look and asked faintly.

"No, no problem!"

Chen Dali shakes his head in a hurry, but he is surprised that Mr. Li's strength to beat mosquitoes is too strong, and he has swollen his cheek.