Lin Jinghao didn't sleep well all night. He was thinking about how he should talk to the fourteen-year-old child tomorrow.

It was already twelve o'clock at midnight. "Bang, bang, bang," a knock on the door suddenly came from outside.

"Who's knocking on the door so late?" Lin Jinghao got up from the bed, walked to the living room and opened the door. There was no one outside. He stuck his head out and took a look into the corridor, but there was still no one.

After closing the door and just sitting on the sofa, there was another knock on the door. "Bang, bang, bang," Lin Jinghao stood up and was about to go and see who was playing the prank.

A man's voice suddenly sounded behind him, startling Lin Jinghao. "Officer Lin, I'm here."

‘There is a person behind you?’ He turned around suddenly, raised his hands, and was ready to defend.

A slender figure floated directly in from the window and landed in front of Lin Jinghao: "They told me that there is a policeman here who can see people's souls. It turns out that it is true."

"Lao Fu?" This was the first time Lin Jinghao saw this man standing in front of him - the man in front of him, who was over 1.75 meters tall and weighed about fifty kilograms, was Lao Fu who had just died not long ago!

"Director Lin should be used to seeing ghosts, so why are he still surprised?" Lao Fu's ghost is not as bitter as the person who just passed away. It seems that he has accepted his death happily.

"Did you make the ultrasonic transmitter in Guilou?" Lin Jinghao asked after calming down.

"In this area, who else can make such high-precision equipment except me? I know you will find me sooner or later." Lao Fu's words were not without arrogance.

"Did you kill that old man too?" Lin Jinghao believed that the 'dead man' would not tell lies.

"Old man? I just made a device, but I didn't expect it to lead to death for myself. How can I have the courage to kill others?"

"Who asked you to make that equipment?" Lin Jinghao wanted to understand the truth of the matter from the side.

"I don't know. They paid a high price and asked me to finish the work and put it on the overhead floor. They also put it in advance. Unlike you, you still have to pay back the price." Lao Fu seemed to be repaying Lin Jinghao's deliberate intention.

Somewhat dissatisfied with the price.

In order to ease the embarrassment, Lin Jinghao could only quickly change the subject: "Then did you see who your murderer was?" After asking for a long time and nothing came out, Lin Jinghao had to be more direct.

"To be honest, I also want to know who wants to kill me? I only saw that he was wearing a bloody mask. He looked so scary, like a vampire." Lao Fu said, his face changed again.

He showed a scared expression.

"Brother, you don't know anything. I don't know how I can help you?" After asking for a long time, Lin Jinghao became a little frustrated, and he sat directly on the sofa.

"I came here to ask Officer Lin to give a message to my son. My father will always be sorry for him. Let him go to his grandma instead of his unfeeling mother.

Then, I also put two passbooks in the water tank of the toilet, which were left for him to study, and the password was his birthday.

It's better if I die long ago, otherwise, sooner or later, I will lose all this money. Let him study hard in the future and not be like his father."

Lin Jinghao sat up straight as he listened. It seemed that this old man was here to explain the funeral arrangements. He could do it.

In this way, it is not hopeless, but it may be that my self-control ability is too poor and I cannot withstand the temptation of drugs.

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you get it done." After hearing the end, Lin Jinghao felt inexplicably moved.

"Finally, Xiaoqin asked me to tell you that when Guilou buried four ghost-suppressing stakes, she also buried a book. After reading this book, you will know whether what she said is true.

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"Book? What book? Where exactly is it buried?" Lin Jinghao finally heard something he was interested in. Just when he was about to ask more carefully, he turned around and disappeared.

Only a sentence drifted gradually from the air: "My murderer must be a woman, I can smell the perfume on her body."

"Woman? Book?" Lin Jinghao suddenly had a lot to ask, but Lao Fu had already disappeared into the night sky.

'Lao Fu mentioned Xiaoqin just now! So, it must be Xiaoqin who asked him to come to her. It seems that Xiaoqin is still waiting for her to rescue them. What kind of book is she mentioning?

Where is the book? This book must contain the truth about the ghost building and the four ghost-suppressing stakes, but how can I find this book?'

The next day, Lin Jinghao did not participate in the inquiry about Lao Fu's children because of the conversation he had with Lao Fu 'himself' the night before. He just asked Dashu to go to Lao Fu's house again, and from the water tank of the toilet, Lin Jinghao

He took out the two bankbooks wrapped in sealed plastic bags and handed them to the child.

When Dashu asked him how he knew the location and password where Lao Fu hid his things, he just calmly used the mentality of a drug dealer to explain it away.

No new clues were obtained, so Lin Jinghao personally drove to pick up the child's grandmother. After the child cried bitterly and the grandmother thanked her profusely, he asked Pei Feng to send them away.

Pang Yu's appraisal report came over, and it was revealed that Lao Fu was struck directly from the back by a palm from the main artery on the side of the neck, which caused compression of the neck, resulting in insufficient blood supply and oxygen deprivation to the brain and he died.

"Isn't it true? He was killed with just one palm strike?" Pei Feng looked at the report and couldn't believe it. He even started gesticulating as he spoke.

"Under normal circumstances, this kind of attack on the neck will only cause the victim to be temporarily comatose, but if Lian Jiazi strikes hard, he can kill him with one blow." Lin Jinghao is a master of fighting, and he is the most powerful.

the right to speak in this regard.

"You mean, this is a professional killer?" Pei Feng looked at Lin Jinghao in disbelief, because for him, there is no need to use professional killers to deal with weak drug addicts like Lao Fu.

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"You can't say that he is a professional killer. What I mean is that this person must have received professional training in this area, such as Taekwondo, Karate, fighting, etc., and the level is not low."

"Then if that's the case, it would be easy for us to investigate. We just need to check this community to see if there are any experts in this field." Pei Feng understood what Lin Jinghao meant.

"Yes, you and Dashu go investigate immediately. The special emphasis is not to miss out on the female masters!" Lin Jinghao ordered.

"Female..." Pei Feng hesitated before speaking. This elder of the institute had some ideas that were different from ordinary people. It was simply unbelievable.

"I'll go too." Gu Qing also took the initiative and asked to go with him.

"Okay, pay attention to safety." Lin Jinghao nodded.

After walking out of the police station, Pei Feng looked at Gu Qing and muttered: "Do you feel that Mr. Lin

A little strange?"

"What's weird?" Gu Qing was already very happy to be able to go out on the field, but she didn't think too much about it.

"The person who can kill someone with one palm must be a male at first glance. Why does he want us to focus on women?"

"Yes, how did he know that there was a bankbook hidden in someone's water tank, worth more than one million?" Dashu also agreed beside him. It turned out that he had not figured out this fact.

"You two, stop chirping. What Lin does is always unexpected. What's so surprising?" Although Gu Qing said this, she actually felt a little suspicious in her heart.

'Obviously after seeing Lao Fu's figure, he had been listed as the first suspect in the ruins case. Lin Jinghao himself had agreed with this view. Why did he completely change his mind after one night? And

Judging from his appearance, Lao Fu has been eliminated from the ranks of murderers. Is it just because he is dead?'

Gu Qing didn’t even think about this!

As soon as Gu Qing and the others left, Lin Jinghao also walked out of the office. He was going to go to a place alone - the Qingshan Town Library.

"I'm going out for a while," he said hello to his colleagues. Lin Jinghao got on his motorcycle and went straight to the library.

On such an afternoon, the weather was a bit sultry, and it looked like it was about to rain. When I arrived at the library and parked my car, the library was still as quiet as yesterday. Even Lin Jinghao walked in, and no one noticed him.

arrival.

"Well," Lin Jinghao coughed deliberately.

"Director Lin," a dry cough woke up Uncle Xu who was sitting behind the counter from a drowsy state.

"Yes, Uncle Xu." Since Lao Fu mentioned books, Lin Jinghao could only come to the library to ask. This is a thought that normal people would have.

"Are you here to borrow any books today?" It was rare for someone to come at this time, so Uncle Xu stood up and said.

"I want to borrow a book, but I don't know if there is such a book? What he recorded should be some local legends and allusions that happened here."

"Isn't that the local chronicle? You read it last time. We only have this unique copy here. Do you want to read it again?" Uncle Xu cleans up books here every day. What is there in this library?

He knows books like the back of his hand.

"Is this the only one? But the last time I saw his records, it seemed that they were not very complete. Is there any older ones?" Lin Jinghao remembered that the book only recorded events that happened after the Revolution of 1911. Before that,

None of them are recorded.

"Are you looking for information from before the Revolution of 1911?" Uncle Xu is indeed the administrator here, not to mention that he also participated in copying the original copy.

"Yes, why is there no previous record?"

"Director Lin, have you heard some legends? Before this, there was indeed a more detailed local chronicle, but because it recorded some myths and legends about this place, it was later banned from being read. Later,

I don’t know where to go. I am the same, I heard it from the original librarian, Uncle Zhang." Uncle Xu looked at Lin Jinghao and said with disbelief.

"Is Uncle Zhang still there?" Lin Jinghao was now eager to see this ancient local chronicle.
Chapter completed!