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Chapter 119 The False Witch

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    Although there was a fierce fight just now, the amazing thing is that when we finished the battle and said a few words, the branches that had spread all over the room suddenly shrank slowly and turned into dead leaves and branches everywhere.  Wu Dan first pulled out the black mandalas, and then Zhao Yu directly called the director of the city bureau, saying that the female body was found at Shen Can's house.  After that, the police car drove to the downstairs of the Roman garden and removed the female body.

    Only one police car came, and it didn't even sound its horn, as if everything was going on quietly.  In addition, only Shen Can's family lived on the 18th floor, and no one paid attention to the movements here.  In fact, there are not many houses in the entire Roman garden, and the place is very gloomy, and everyone does not go out at night, let alone meddle in these nosy matters.

    The three of us followed the police car back, and the moment we got into the car, the wound on my back was pulled, and a burst of burning pain came from my back.  Enduring the pain, I climbed into the car and saw a doctor in the car, treating Zhao Yu and Wu Dan's wounds.  They also seemed to have suffered a lot of wounds from that weird branch, but luckily they were all skin wounds, so it didn't matter.  When the doctor came to help me with the medicine, I caught a glimpse of Wu Dan holding a black datura flower in a daze.  The floral fragrance of this thing is so dizzy, I couldn't help frowning: "Master, do you like this thing very much?"

    Wu Dan sighed: "I saw this flower and thought of someone I knew before."

    I laughed and said, "Woman? Lover?"

    Wu Dan threw the flower out, scratched his hair, and said: "You think too much, I think of a man, and not a friend."

    "Then what do you want him to do?" I asked curiously.

    "More than 20 years ago, I worshiped Mao Shunfang, a descendant of the Maoshan School, as my teacher to learn Taoism. At that time, my master had a good friend named Ma Jingcheng. He was good at cultivating black mandalas, and once said that his favorite is the black mandala.  This kind of psychic flower." Wu Dan said.

    "Ma Jingcheng? I haven't heard of it." I said blankly.  Those who practice Taoism are far away from the hustle and bustle. Their names and lives cannot be understood by modern people who live in a hurry in the city.

    "But now, he should be dead." Wu Dan said.  Wu Dan's words sound a bit meaningful.  "Should be dead", what does this mean, life and death are uncertain?  And it's strange to see his expression, he said he missed his old friend, but he didn't; he said he was an enemy, but he didn't look like it either.  Rather, it seems to be thinking of a person who is very regrettable, or a person who is a little frightening.

    I was just about to ask who this person surnamed Ma is. At this moment, Zhao Yu suddenly said: "The director called me just now and said that the identity of the female corpse has been sent to investigate. Uncle Wu, please don't bother me."  Tell what happened here, because the case is being investigated undercover."

    Wu Dan nodded and said: "I understand. But the persimmon tree is a bit weird. I think it might be helpful to check the origin of the persimmon tree."

    After the police car arrived at the city bureau and sent the body down, the three of us also went back to rest.  I still followed Zhao Yu back to his dormitory.  As soon as Ruan Lingxi arrived in Tianjin, she went to live with Sister Shenxian.  Since this investigation is relatively secret, I didn't tell her. Fortunately, although Ruan Lingxi is savage, she is quite smart.  Seeing that I didn't say anything, she didn't ask any more questions.  This is the advantage of a man who is fierce on the outside and soft on the inside, and will not pester you unreasonably to ask questions, act coquettishly and act like an idiot.

    After returning to the dormitory, the wound on the back was still burning.  I lay down on the bed and called Zhao Yu to come up and apply medicine to me.  Zhao Yu was obedient and didn't care too much, but I fell asleep during the bandaging process and slept until dawn the next day.

    When I got up the next day, I felt dizzy and almost fell to the floor.  I looked at Zhao Yu who was arranging his clothes in the mirror and said, "Hey, I feel like I've lost too much blood and I'm a little dizzy. Am I seriously injured?"

    I couldn't see the wound on the back, but I lifted the trouser leg and looked at the wound on the ankle, which was wrapped in gauze, so I couldn't see anything.  Zhao Yu glanced at me helplessly: "Are you so delicate? You look like a girl. I don't think you are dizzy because of excessive blood loss, but because you fainted from inhaling too much datura flower fragrance yesterday."

    "Then why are you all right?" I asked suspiciously.

    "Because Uncle Wu and I opened the window in the bedroom to ventilate the air. When we went to the living room later, we saw that you were in a mess, so we forgot about it." Zhao Yu said calmly.

    I scolded: "I believed in your evil, why did I get seriously injured?"

    Zhao Yu said: "Okay, don't complain. Our colleagues were working overtime last night to handle the case." As he spoke, he handed the phone to me and said, "Look, the materials my colleagues passed on to me came early this morning."

    I took his mobile phone and looked at it, and saw a photo appear on the screen, which was an autopsy report.  It turned out that the name of the deceased last night was Cui Lin.?The identity was found because Cui Lin¡¯s family reported to the police a few days ago that Cui Lin left the house for work one day, then disappeared and never came back.

    The Public Security Bureau has already prepared files, so it is much easier to check.  Cui Lin's internal organs were not taken out, but seemed to melt away by herself.  The nutrition of the persimmon tree is also very strange, it seems to be fed by the essence and blood of the human body, the roots are full of blood.

    "It's evil, do you think it's a sorcery?" I asked.

    Zhao Yu said: "Go and find out who Cui Lin met before she died today, maybe there will be clues."

    After a night's sleep, my spirits improved a lot, so I got up and followed Zhao Yu to report to the Municipal Bureau, and then drove out in the Municipal Bureau's car.

    We first investigated Cui Lin's family and colleagues, and asked if Cui Lin had frequent contacts with strangers recently.  The investigation for half a day has yielded no results.  Cui Lin is a factory worker with a single social circle and a single circle of friends, and she doesn't like meeting strangers very much.

    After inquiring for a long time, I couldn't do anything.  Just as we were about to leave, one of Cui Lin's colleagues stopped us: "By the way, comrade policeman, I don't know if there is something related to this case, and I don't know whether I should talk about it."

    When I heard this, I immediately remembered that classic line of nonsense in film and television dramas: "I don't know if I should say it or not."  !

    I asked patiently: "Sister, what do you want to tell me?"

    The middle-aged female worker glared at me and said, "I'm not a big sister, am I that old?" Then she turned her head to Zhao Yu and said with a beaming smile, "I'll tell Police Officer Zhao."

    Zhao Yu smiled and said, "Please tell me."

    The middle-aged female worker said: "Oh, it's always bad to gossip about people. But Xiao Cui, she has a physical problem, and she can't conceive a child. She has taken a lot of medicine over the years, but it didn't get better. Later, his husband and wife  The two went to see a doctor when they had free time. Over the years, they have sought medical treatment everywhere, and they have traveled to large and small hospitals all over the country, but they have not been cured. But just four months ago, Xiao Cui and his wife heard from nowhere that Tianjin  A famous doctor from other places came. It is said that he is very powerful and can cure all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous diseases. They went there.  The husband and wife were very happy. But I didn't expect Xiao Cui to go to the prenatal checkup last time, no, she never came back, alas."

    "A famous doctor from other places? Which hospital?" I asked.

    The middle-aged female worker said: "I don't know about that, but it seems to be a private clinic. As for where, I don't know."

    Pregnant?  This word moved my heart, and I remembered the strange baby I saw that night.  Could it be that the persimmon tree is a kind of sorcery, allowing the mutated persimmon to replace the fetus in the abdomen?  Nima, this is too weird.

    "Is that famous doctor only looking at miscellaneous diseases like infertility?" Zhao Yu asked suddenly.

    The female worker was taken aback by his question, then nodded and said: "Maybe, or you can ask Xiao Cui's man, he should know where the doctor is."

    Zhao Yu and I thanked the female worker, and quickly took a taxi to Cui Lin's house.  Cui Lin's family lives in a residential area on the outskirts of the city, which is about to be demolished.  Probably for the convenience of going to work, the couple rented this place.

    I went up and knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened, and a haggard middle-aged man leaned out and asked, "Who are you?"

    "Police." Zhao Yu said, showing his ID.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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