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217. Chapter 217 The death of Guo's father and son

The fat man looked at the blood on the ground with disgust and frowned: "It smells like pig shit!"

I was covered in black, this guy was really unreliable. He also had a pig's feces smell. It was obviously a strange smell of rotten smell, like the smell of corpse blood!

Could it be Qiankun?

I frowned and squatted down to check. Tian Weimin walked up a few steps, turned on the strong light, shining on the blood on the ground, and said, "I have collected samples and sent them to work overtime for testing."

I rolled my eyes and didn't respond. This thing is not the blood of living people at all. It's use for testing!

However, the taste and color of these blood stains are really similar to Qiankun's immortal corpse blood. It seems that even if it is not him, he will still be the ones who died in Jinlong Mountain.

"Have you investigated the community surveillance?" I suddenly turned to look at Tian Weimin.

Tian Weimin was stunned and nodded, "I have checked it just now, but there is no abnormality in all the surveillance in the community, and there is no trace of Guo Hua appearing again today."

I asked questions in succession, but Tian Weimin didn't know anything, and there was no clue at all.

Damn! I'm a little depressed. I'm a ghost-catching Taoist priest, not a detective.

Just as we were about to go out to check, suddenly, the compass in my backpack made a slight clicking sound again.

My face trembled, and when this kind of situation occurs, it means that something strange is happening nearby.

"Look at this villa carefully!"

I suddenly said to the fat man Hotan Weimin, and then searched around the Guo family's villa.

The fat man knew me best. When he saw me taking out the compass pointer that was still wiggling randomly, he suddenly realized and began to greet Tian Weimin and the other two and explain it to them.

However, the Guo family’s villa is no different from ordinary villas. We visited the same thing last time except for the third floor that we couldn’t get into!

By the way! Third floor!

I ran upstairs, and Tian Weimin and Zhu Lin shouted from behind: "Say that they have violently opened the third floor and there is nothing inside!"

When I finished speaking, I had already run to the third floor. The door on the third floor had indeed been opened.

Tian Weimin caught up and said, "After I found out that someone had disappeared, I had someone demolished the door."

I didn't say anything. When I walked into the third floor, the first thing I saw was a large living room. The living room looked normal. Apart from the super luxurious leather sofa furniture, there were only a few precious antiques.

I glanced at the antiques and looked a little weird. However, I don’t have time to study this thing now, because there is a very light smell of blood in the aisle behind the living room.

My face was pale, and I felt a little bad premonition, and I couldn't care about these people anymore.

As the captain of the criminal police, Tian Weimin also has a keen sense of smell. He soon realized something was wrong and almost rushed into the aisle with me.

The aisle is not long, but there are four doors inside, all of which are tightly closed.

"This room!" Tian Weimin responded faster than me, pointing to the door facing the corridor inside.

I was a little surprised. When did Tian Weimin become so powerful? However, this door was not open very well. The door was directly connected to the corridor. This kind of feng shui is not good. Guo Guoqiang and Qiankun have a close relationship. It is impossible not to know this point. Could it be that they designed it on purpose?

"After we opened the door, we checked the doors. The other three rooms were not locked and there was nothing inside. But this room couldn't be opened. I even found an electric drill and forced it to open it. But it was just a ancestral hall, nothing, why does it taste like now?"

Tian Weimin took the lead in pushing the door open and walked in. Fatty man and Zhu Ping and his son followed.

"It's just some tablets, all of them are the ancestors of the Guo family." Tian Weimin said as he looked inside, but suddenly there was no sound, and he opened his mouth wide and his face was frightened.

"Damn it! What's going on?" The fat man leaned over and squeezed in from me, then shouted loudly.

In the house, dark red blood was leaching from more than a dozen tablets, just like the blood of the corpse on the ground downstairs.

I stared at my eyes and was also a little shocked. Not to mention the fat man and Tian Weimin and others, even I felt a little panicked.

Also, what the hell is Guo Guoqiang doing? Why do you have to make such a room in a villa? The yin energy is too heavy!

The entire house may have more than thirty square meters. Just above, there are yi tables placed on the table. There are more than a dozen tablets placed according to seniority. Behind the table, there are very strange paintings hanging, with a blurry picture quality and unreality. You can only judge by the outline. The painting should be an individual, and an ancient person with a bun tied up on the top.

Looking at those tablets, dark red liquid flows out from each block. The ancestors of the Guo family are on the top. However, the one with the strongest blood smell is not the old tablets, but the two in front. The blood is even a little bright red.

"Guo Guoqiang's tablet? Guo Hua?"

Zhu Lin turned his head and looked at me blankly.

My heart beat wildly, and the cold Okada Weimin said, "Call the psychiatric department of the hospital and see how Gu Guoqiang is doing!"

Tian Weimin woke up from the sluggishness and took out his cell phone in a hurry.

I stepped forward a few steps and looked at the tablets thoughtfully.

Originally, I had some doubts that the blood was not real, it was just an illusion, but it was so real that even the smell we smelled was even more real than the real one.

"What the hell is going on? Is it a haunted?" The fat man looked at me confused.

"These tablets are connected with these dead people by spells to absorb incense."

Before I finished speaking, I heard Tian Weimin calling by the side, but after he asked him to interrogate quickly, there was no sound there. It should be to check Guo Guoqiang's situation.

As a result, in less than half a minute, a woman screamed from the other end of the phone:

"Guo Guoqiang is dead!"

I let out a light sigh, and it was true.

Tian Weimin and the fat man looked at me in horror. Zhu Ping and his son shouted in panic: "Is Guo Hua dead too?"

I nodded heavily. It seemed that Guo Hua must have been killed, otherwise his ranking would not have been standing here, and bright and weird blood flowed out like Guo Guoqiang.

"Damn it! It must have been done by that evil Tao Qiankun!"

Tian Weimin gritted his teeth and wished he could shoot Qiankun to death.

I was pacing back and forth, a little troubled. Guo Guoqiang was still in the hospital, but what about Guo Hua? Where did he be taken?

"Look, those blood is gone!" The fat man patted me, a little nervous.
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