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Chapter 90: The Impossible Siren

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    My vacation is coming to an end, and the next five days were uneventful, and the city bureau did not receive a single major case.

    On the weekend, Zhao Yu went to Wu Dan's bookstore to look for us, and he looked a little bored: "It's strange, it seems that Tianjin City has suddenly quieted down, and all crimes have disappeared without a trace."

    I laughed and said, "It's only been a week, and isn't there peace? Don't you want crimes to happen every day in Tianjin?"

    Zhao Yu said: "Of course it doesn't mean that, it's just that this tranquility always makes me feel a little uneasy."

    I laughed and said, "I said, have you watched "Detective Di Renjie" too much, and still feel a little uneasy. You think too much."

    At this time, Wu Dan came over, patted me on the head with a magazine, and said, "You two, you have to learn from Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao is right, it's been too quiet these days."

    I sighed: "Master, what kind of mentality do you guys have? Do you really want cases to happen every day in Tianjin?"

    Wu Dan pondered and said: "I wonder if you have noticed that behind the few small cases a few days ago, it was said that there might be a man of Taoism who is manipulating it? But, who is that person, you don't know at all  , and can¡¯t find out. And the person who knows the law behind these cases is the same person? If it is the same person, then there is a problem. What is his purpose? Why are several unrelated cases related to  Does he have a relationship? Have you ever thought about it?"

    I was stunned and said, "Master, are you thinking too much? Aren't there many hidden people who understand Taoism in this world? Aren't there schools of Taoism in some famous mountains and rivers? It's just that we don't know about it.  "

    Wu Dan waved his hand and said: "But people who really devote themselves to cultivating the Tao will never think of helping others to commit crimes. Why do I feel that someone is testing your ability."

    What he said made me murmur too.  Am I being watched by someone again?  But Yang Wen is also dead, who else would think of planning me?

    I asked: "Then Master, if you unfortunately hit the mark, I don't know who the other party is, wouldn't I be at a disadvantage."

    Wu Dan said: "So you two should be careful."

    What Wu Dan said made my good mood disappear immediately.  However, watching him eat lollipops and listen to Guo Degang's dick, it is hard to imagine that Wu Dan turned out to be a peerless master when he was young.  Yes, his Taoism is not bad, but he never seems to show it much.

    Thinking of this, I was suddenly stunned: Yes, isn¡¯t Wu Dan a cultivator? Then why was he killed half of his life back then, and now he only dares to hide in this small bookstore as a small businessman?

    So I asked: "Master, are you hiding from some enemy? Aren't you a cultivator?"

    Wu Dan sighed: "Back then, when you were young and vigorous, you robbed women from others, but you were blown away and kicked out of the mountain gate, can't you?"

    I looked at him suspiciously, feeling that this sentence was simply addressing my problem.  What the hell is Wu Dan hiding? Even a person who is so powerful in Taoism and a master of Taoism from a famous family can't afford to provoke him, who could it be?

    And it's too abnormal to hide for twenty years.  Also, why did Lao Zhao want to pass on the mantle to me when he saw my Nuwa stone?  What is the use of this thing?

    Anyway, in my opinion, it is also a warning function.  Where there is a ghost, it knows first.

    There is also the mysterious Duan Qingshui, the Dongba characters on the arms of Duan's uncle and nephew, Wu Dan's ancient Zhongtian knife that came from nowhere There are so many things that I can't figure out.

    ?Wait, there are also Dongba characters on the Zhongtian Knife, so does this knife have something to do with Duan Qingshui?

    But Wu Dan also said before that this knife was given by someone else, and it was left to him before he died.  The man had never met him before, and he didn't know where the knife came from. He just thought it was an ancient artifact, so he kept it by his side.

    Seeing that I was silent, Wu Dan looked at him with pensive eyes, immediately changed the topic, and asked, "By the way, where is my apprentice's wife? Why haven't I seen her come to pay my respects to Master these days?"

    I sighed: "I'm busy opening an ice sculpture shop. Sister Shenxian's shop has opened, and there are quite a few people going there. There must be a lot of women who are bosses of gangsters to take care of the business, and they are prosperous now."

    Wu Dan glanced at me: "Feng Sihai is not dead yet. But I am surprised, why is Feng Sihai not taking care of things now? He is not in his seventies and eighties, so why is he gradually handing over the power to Duan Qingshui, while he hides himself?"  Leisure? Or busy with something else."

    I laughed and said: "Master, you are thinking too much. Besides, what can the boss of the gangster do, it is nothing more than factional struggles, scrambling for territory, expanding business, what else can you do."

    Wu Dan shook his head and said:??Tianjin?  Why did our Anhui police officer die in Tianjin?  "I asked in surprise.

    "How do I know, why are you asking this person?" Li Ruo asked.

    I said: "Oh, this, because I am in Tianjin. There is a case related to this person. Thank you, you have worked hard beautiful."

    I quickly hung up the phone.

    Zhao Yu asked: "Why, is this person dead? Or did he die in Tianjin?"

    I sighed: "He died in the Tianjin Daily Building. It is said that he jumped to his death. What do you think?"

    Zhao Yu and Wu Dan suddenly fell silent.  In fact, almost everyone in Tianjin knows that the Tianjin Daily Building is haunted by ghosts, and it has been haunted for at least ten years.  On the third floor, an agreement and acquiescence were reached.  You live on your thirteenth floor, and we do our business.

    The thirteenth floor is hell, and the others are the world.  The entire thirteenth floor was sealed with wooden boards and newspapers, and there was no sunlight all day long.  People in the Daily Building claimed that the thirteenth floor was where the photos were developed, so they couldn't see the light.  But there are also rumors that the thirteenth floor is being renovated.  However, the decoration can't pretend to be seven or eight years old, right?  The palace was not built like this.

    "An Anhui police officer who died downstairs in the Tianjin Daily Building sent a death message five years later?" Zhao Yu said, "What is it for?"

    I handed him the teddy bear and said, "I have to trouble you to look up the content of this voice to see what it is saying."

    Zhao Yu took the teddy bear, nodded and said: "I know." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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