Chapter 758

"Well Do you see anything? "

Rong oak made a sound and pulled out those who were in deep thought.

Fu Lao seemed to have thought of something. He bent his back, sighed and shook his head.

"I don't see anything."

On the hand, he can be sure that it is an antique, but it belongs to a certain age. He is so blind that he doesn't see it.

To his surprise, he saw many years of craftsmanship on the pestle.

It's like it's handed down from generation to generation, and each generation will carve a knife on it. After thousands of years of tempering, it has become what it is now.

But if you want to trace back to the first knife, he can not see.

"The process is too complex to be determined."

Fu thought about it and changed his view.

Rong oak thought about it and asked him if it was still there.

Fu shook his head and told him that after Fu Qingji left, the things were taken away.

He also wanted to stay for further study, but Fu Qingji refused.

"When he refused my request to leave something behind, he whispered something. I heard a few vague words. What can't, can't, harm I heard that and asked him, but he said he didn't say anything

After that, he said goodbye, and it was time for Fu Qingji to have an accident.

Fu was stopped by his son and didn't go to the police station to identify his body.

As for Fu Qingji's residence, it was also blocked by the police.

They can't get in until the case is solved.

"Can you tell me how he died?"

Fu's voice was shallow, with a little prayer.

The son didn't want to say that, he knew, they were afraid they couldn't accept it.

But that's his favorite little grandson.

It was hard for him to accept the last sight. In the end, he didn't let him see the body. He really

Fu's eyes were low, and the light in his eyes made people feel pity.

Rong oak sighed in his heart. Though he didn't want to, he still shook his head and refused his request.

The appearance of Fu Qingji's death is just like that of the old man in front of him, even more collapsed.

"Old Fu, don't worry, I will find the murderer." Fu Lao was reluctant to hold the corner of his mouth and smile.

"I believe you."

Rong oak moved forward, reached out and patted the back of his hand to show his comfort.

A little bit.

Fu Lao, accompanied by him, calmed down a little and chuckled bitterly: "what else do you want to know?"

Rong oak shook his head, only to confirm with him once again whether there were other differences.

Fu shook his head.

"I haven't seen him since that day."

I'll never see him again.

Rong oak heart bottom silent sigh: "you are sad."

Fu shook his head and chuckled a little mournfully: "if you find the murderer, I can feel at ease."

Rong oak nodded and assured him once again that he would find the murderer.

He comforted Fu Lao a few more words, and when he saw that he was in a better mood, he opened his mouth and said to leave.

Fu held his hand and his eyes were covered by a light mist.

Rong oak's eyes were burning with it. Once again, he solemnly promised, and then he slowly released his hand.

"Take care."

Rong oak whispered and turned away.

Fu looked at his back disappear for a moment. His body was soft and fell on the sofa. His whole body was full of silence and low sobbing leakage.

……

Rong oak and ye Zhi left and went downstairs. It seemed that he could hear Fu Lao's low voice and sigh.

"Where are we going next?"

Ye Zhi asked softly.

He was a bit surprised by Rong oak's network, but he was relieved when he thought about his identity.

Rong oak: "go to Fu Qingji's home."

He needs to find the pestle.

Intuition told him that Fu Qingji's death had something to do with the pestle.

Two people found the address in the past, just met with Chengxiao in that interrogation.

"You came here..."

Cheng Xiao thinks that the other party has something to look for.

I wonder why he didn't call.

Rong oak told the other party that he was looking for something.

"Looking for something?"

Cheng Xiao is more confused.

Fu Qingji's home has been searched three times. Except for some items that have not been sold, nothing special has been found for the time being.

"Have you seen a pestle?"

Rong oak asked him.

Cheng Xiao looked through the catalogue in his hand and shook his head.

"No

He said, handing the catalogue.

Rong oak looked over it.

He had heard of all the collections that had been found. There was nothing he wanted."Search clear? It's all here? "

Cheng Xiao nods.

He can be sure that there are no omissions.

Rong oak pursed his lips and thought about it a little. He returned the catalogue to Cheng Xiao and found it by himself.

Fu Qingji's home is a three story villa.

The third floor is made into a collection room. The contents of the catalogue are all inside.

They didn't move. After the case is over, they still need to return it to the Fu family.

The search direction of Rong oak was different from that of them.

Ye Zhi has been walking around the wall since he entered the door.

It seems that there is a mezzanine in this house.

After making clear his purpose, ye Zhi also began to follow his train of thought.

In the bedroom on the second floor, he found something strange.

He led rongoak to the bedroom.

"Don't you think there's something wrong with the room ratio?"

After three rooms, the master bedroom is the smallest.

Rong oak heard the speech, left and right after observation, the bottom of his heart had a dispute.

He took out a glass bead and rolled it on the ground several times.

The beads rolled several times and finally stopped in front of the wall on the right side of the bed.

Rongoak approached, picked up the beads and knocked.

Sounds like solid.

"No?"

Ye Zhi listened to two voices, but he could not help but put down his voice.

Rong oak shook his head.

He fumbled on the wall, then stopped, raised his hand and pressed down.

The sound of "boom" suddenly rang out.

Rong oak took Ye Zhi's hand and retreated.

A door appeared on the wall.

Ye Zhi raises eyebrows.

"This..."

Rong oak chuckled and twisted the door lock.

Ye Zhi saw that, just about to open his mouth to find the key, he listened to a "click" and the door opened.

His mouth was open, but there was no sound.

Rong oak didn't notice his reaction. He let go of his hand, pushed the door and went in.

As soon as the door opened, the lights in the room were on.

This is another collection room.

Ye Zhi followed in and glanced.

I think, the collection here is not supposed to meet people.

He turned left and right and didn't know one.

Rong oak stopped in a glass box.

Ye Zhi approaches to the past, a look, pupil trembles.

Pestle for subduing demons.

A demon subduing pestle stained with blood.

"Isn't there too much blood?"

He murmured.

Although the sound is small, it is very clear in the silent environment.

Rong oak nodded.

According to Fu, there is only a little blood stain on the handle.

It's not a little bit.

Who is in the middle of it and dyed it?

Rong oak pressed down his doubts for a while and started to move the things out.

He went downstairs with a glass box with a pestle and told Cheng Xiao what he had found.

"Search carefully. Maybe there is something missing."

Cheng Xiao looked at the things in his hand, besides nodding, he didn't know what to say.

Rong oak takes things and leaves with Ye Zhi.

Instead of returning to the police station, the two men went to old Fu again.

Fu Laofu has no doubt about his going back and forth, seeing what he has in his hand.

He introduced people into the house.

After seeing the magic subduing pestle, he was also surprised.

"What's going on?"

Rong oak shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

"That's what I found the time."

Fu raised his hand and made a comparison.

"When I saw it, only these two parts had blood stains."

The position indicated is on both sides.

Now, the bloodstain seems to be spreading from where he was pointing.

At present, there is only a centimeter gap between the bloodstains on both sides.

Rong oak's heart sank and he had a feeling.

If the blood stains melt into a piece, I'm afraid something bad will happen.

"It has something to do with the death of my grandson, isn't it?"

Fu's voice trembled, but his eyes were awe inspiring.

Rong Quercus sighed and nodded gently.

Fu's face was heavy and angry, and his crutches thumped twice.

"I warned him not to touch those things. Why did he not listen to them?"

Rong oak eyebrows a twist, eyeground ripples.

"You have something to hide from me."

Old Fu bowed his head and sighed a long time. His body was soft and he leaned on the back of the sofa. He laughed sadly."About half a year ago, he found three collections, which were imitations. But the workmanship is very exquisite, I didn't see it was a copy. However, there are three marks on the collection, so it can be determined that they are made by the same batch.

He said, "there are secrets in those three things. If you solve them, you can have a long life."

Fu has never believed in such a mess. Especially after knowing night Wan Wan.

Birth, aging, and death are natural laws, as well as the laws of heaven. Anyone who wants to violate them will come to a bad end.

Fu scolded him on the spot and asked him to deal with the things.

When Fu Qingji saw that he was angry, he quickly promised to destroy the thing.

Fu Qingji is very filial and obedient to Fu's words.

Who would think that this time, he would give in to others.

"I think he solved the secret and found this one."

He reached out and pointed to the pestle on the table.

Rong oak looked at his movements. He wanted to feel it, but he didn't know what he thought. He stopped on the way.

"Well Then... "

Fu's pupils suddenly widened, his face full of panic, and his fingers trembled like chaff.

Rong oak quickly turned his eyes.

The direction of his fingers, nothing.

Heart next a Lin, get up to protect people.

"Fu Lao, what do you see?"

The old man's voice trembled and babbled, but he didn't say a complete word.

Rong oak tried to identify it, but still didn't recognize anything.

He had a big mouth and seemed to want to shout something.

Rong oak's heart is not good, and quickly put out his hand to suppress his heart.

"Fu Lao, breathe deeply, breathe deeply, calm down!"

He didn't know what he was saying.

His eyes were round, his face twisted and his mouth widened.

Fu took hold of his collar with one hand and twisted the other.

Suddenly, without warning, he lost his breath.

Rong oak's heart sank. Looking at the soul pulled from his body, he turned his hand and reached for it.

"I am..."

Fu was no less surprised than he was.

Rong oak shook his head gently, his eyes were cold.

Ye Zhi looks at his action and is full of doubts.

In front of him, one hand was hanging in the air, holding it up. The center was a little empty, as if he was holding something. Fu Lao was floating in the other hand. His face was cold and heavy, and he was very ugly.

He turned his eyes and looked at the frightened old man in his arms, and his heart was filled with anxiety.

"What's wrong with him?"

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