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Chapter 610 Carmine Makeup (Part 1)

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    Ouyang Bo looked at me for a while, frowned and said: "It's not quite right. All right, you'd better take a good rest for a day. If you still feel unwell, please tell me."

    "Don't say it, I really feel like I'm taking a day off." I yawned, feeling more and more sleepy.

    Ouyang Bo said: "Then you can go and rest for an hour first."

    I nodded, yawned and went to the lounge.  Before I lay down on the bed, I inadvertently glanced back at the mirror and was startled.  I saw that my complexion was a little pale, and the dark circles under my eyes were quite heavy.

    "A ghost upper body?" I frowned.  But ordinary ghosts would not dare to go to my body. I can be sure of this, and I have not been controlled by ghosts.  Could it be that something unclean followed?

    In the past few days, I have been extremely tired, and my vitality has been greatly exhausted.  It seems that something wants to take advantage of it.

    I am also too lazy to pay attention to these wandering ghosts.  I have the protection of the dragon inner alchemy in my body, and ordinary ghosts can't get on my body at all.  So I also felt relieved and lay down to sleep.

    Soon fell asleep.  But when I fell asleep, I always felt that someone was touching my head and whispering.  The hand was cold, like a woman's long, pale hand.  I seem to still be able to see the bright red Kodan on her hands.

    As expected, I heard that old Cantonese song again:

    ? Oath Illusion as Smoke and Cloud Word

    ? with all my heart

    Love is as hot as fire

    How to burn a lifetime

    Continuation is not easy

    It's this song again.  I cursed in my heart, how much this female ghost loves to sing this song.  It can't be Sister Fang's ghost.

    ? Struggling to wake up in a daze, only to find that there was nothing around.  So I fell asleep again in a daze.  But falling asleep is still the same dream.

    I was so angry that I stopped sleeping altogether and woke up when I rolled over.  That's really crazy, but who is that singing woman?

    I thought about it, got up and went to the office to find a pen and paper, and drew the woman in my dream.  A dark red printed cheongsam, tall and slender, with curly hair in a bun, misty eyes that seem to contain sadness, and bright red lips.  Not to mention, after the painting was finished, it really felt like Anita Mui.

    I couldn't sleep anymore, so I got up and went to Ouyang Bo's office.  Ouyang Bo hung up the phone with a serious face.  Seeing me enter the door, he frowned and said, "Song Yan, your face is still ugly. Are you haunted by ghosts? It stands to reason that you should be fine."

    I smiled wryly and said, "How do I know? By the way, Ouyang Zhuanjia, this is a picture of the female ghost in my dream. I think it has something to do with the man who hanged himself, because after I touched the corpse, there was always this thing."  haunt me."

    Having said that, I handed the scroll in my hand to Ouyang Bo.  Ouyang Bo took it, and seemed to just glance at it absent-mindedly, then put the painting aside, looked at me seriously and said, "Song Yan, I have something to discuss with you."

    When I heard that the leader was so polite, I felt a little heartbroken.  Generally, this is the rhythm of resignation.  Could it be that Ouyang Zhuan's family really can't stand me cheating on my teammates and wants to drive me away.

    "Ouyang Zhuan's family, if you have something to say, just say it. I am so polite." I said with a curl of my lips.

    "You accidentally obtained the Dao method of human scriptures. This kind of thing is rare in the world, and people who practice Taoism are vying for it. You are in a very dangerous situation now. I think I will send some experts to protect you in the future, and you don't have to go out for some tasks.  That's it. I'll let someone else handle this case." Ouyang Bo said.

    "Send someone to protect me?" I heard that right, can I be protected as an errand runner?

    Ouyang Bo nodded and said: "I originally wanted Zhao Yu and another person to protect you, but now it seems that Zhao Yu can't count on it for the time being."

    I smiled wryly and said: "Ouyang Zhuan's family, can I just keep hiding? Don't think about it, life and death are up to you. Don't worry, I would rather die than tell others about the teachings written by people."  What to protect me, don't I know your schemes, probably because you don't want people's calligraphy to go to the enemy's side.

    Ouyang Bo looked at me and nodded, and then put a piccolo on the table: "Tang Lin is imprisoned now, and the piccolo will be returned to you. We have set up three-dimensional positioning tracking on the piccolo. If you have something, you can also report back in time  .¡±

    I smiled and accepted it, thinking that this is your purpose, right? Hey, sending someone to protect me is just being polite, to test my tone and see if I can leak the secret.  This kind of tracking and positioning is probably also a means of monitoring me. Maybe they will kill me directly when they see that I have leaked the secret of human calligraphy and Taoism.

    Seeing that I accepted it, Ouyang Bo began to study the portrait I sent over again.  I took the opportunity to ask: "By the way, Ouyang Zhuan's family, before thatWhat was written in the letter?  "

    Ouyang Bo said: "We haven't figured out that sheepskin letter yet."

    I looked at Ouyang Bo's expression, but I couldn't see why.  Ouyang Bo changed the topic, and said: "No matter what era this portrait is, whether it is dead or alive, as long as you draw an octagonal portrait, take it to Lin Yufan to scan and find the information of the Hunting Bureau.  I can find it. Go ahead and show Lin Yufan."

    Having said that, Ouyang Bo handed the painting to me.  I asked: "Ouyang Zhuan's family, even if this is a supernatural case, it seems that there is only one victim. Why did it alert the Spirit Hunting Bureau? Didn't the Spirit Hunting Bureau intervene because of a series of supernatural murders?"

    Ouyang Bo said: "It has already happened. In fact, this kind of murder case has not only happened this time in the past few days. It has happened in the past, and it was at this time in previous years. It was only the first time that it was regarded as a suicide by mental illness. The police concluded that  After it committed suicide, there was no further investigation. When it reappeared in the second year, it was taken seriously, and it was designated as a serial murder, but the murderer was not found. It was not reported to the Hunting Bureau until it reappeared in the third year of this year."

    I nodded and said, "So there were already two victims. October 28, did they all die on this day?" I asked, recalling the time of death calculated by the forensic doctor Xiao Liu.

    Ouyang Bo nodded and said: "Yes, they all died on this day. So now you go to Lin Yufan to check, and then the two of you will investigate."

    I responded and took the portrait out to find Lin Yufan.  The computer of the Hunting Bureau is made of special materials, similar to the mobile phone of the Hunting Bureau, it can be used in the three worlds, and can communicate with life and death.  If it is mass-produced, China Mobile, China Unicom and China Telecom can only kneel and lick.

    Lin Yufan took the portrait and scanned it from the computer, and then opened the portrait comparison library.  These avatar comparison databases are relatively high-end, and they are in line with some data in the underworld. Even if the person is dead, you can also find out the whereabouts of the ghost.  Of course, compared to the news about ghosts and bad news, it is far from good.  After a while, Lin Yufan found someone similar to this woman.

    "Brother Song, your drawing skills are pretty good. The similarity is more than 95%. This woman's name is Ruqin. Of course, this is just a stage name. It's hard to find her real name. She was a drama actress in the 1980s.  At the age of fifteen, it seemed that her feelings were frustrated and she couldn't think about committing suicide. There were some gossip news that her lover had an affair with another woman, so that made her think about it." Lin Yufan said: "When he died, he was wearing the kind of clothes you mentioned.  And she did die on October 28th. But the strange thing is that her ghost cannot be found, because the underworld doesn't seem to have done anything about it."

    "Can't find the ghost?" I was surprised: "Everyone in the world knows that she is dead, so why can't the ghost be found? It stands to reason that after a person is buried, the ghost will definitely be taken away by ghosts and rearranged. Even if it is a sudden death,  There should also be a whereabouts."

    "Either, this ghost was broken up by someone, or it was locked somewhere." Lin Yufan said: "It's been more than 20 years, so it's hard to find."

    I frowned and sighed: "Forget it, I'll look for it myself. Since every accident in the past few years has happened near the winery in Tanggu, then this Ruqin should have some relationship with that place. I'll go around there.  Turn, you wait here for my call."

    With that said, I went out to leave.  Lin Yufan suddenly called to me: "Hey, are you going alone?"

    "Nonsense, of course I'm going alone, why don't I take you? What can you do?" I said speechlessly.

    "Then be careful, Officer Ouyang said, you have to be very careful recently." Lin Yufan pouted.

    "I know." After finishing speaking, I packed my things and hurried out the door.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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