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    Qu Censhi became interested as soon as he heard this topic.  "First of all, there were no souls of the deceased at the four scenes. This is very abnormal. Secondly, the prayer beads on the wrists of the deceased disappeared out of thin air, which is also very abnormal. Thirdly, the deceased were all men. Finally, they were all in our area.  . In summary, this is a supernatural incident, and the murderer is in our area. " "Oh, you have the potential to be a leader." The half-bald director said, "It's just distilled water. How many people do you think will believe this?  "His question made Qu Censhi freeze.  The energy he had just been enthusiastic about analyzing the case suddenly disappeared, and his head dropped.  "Haha, it's okay. Didn't no one believe what your father did back then? Do your uncle a favor and investigate this case. My uncle really can't find a suitable candidate. And these cases can't always be left open like this.  There were a lot of pending cases about your father. I don¡¯t want to have such regrets as a police officer. Uncle will retire the next year. " Only then did Qu Censhi understand why the director called him so solemnly.  coming.  This this "Uncle Zhang, I have only been a small policeman for four months. I am not suitable to be an undercover agent." "I didn't let you be an undercover agent. I just wanted to find a reason to fire you. Of course, I will  I can still do this with three years' salary. You won't lose." "I'm at a loss -" Qu Censhi was about to cry, "I have been a policeman for at least thirty years.  Twenty-five years if not thirty. Uncle Zhang, if you just give me three years¡¯ salary, I won¡¯t lose anything.¡± Director Zhang said with a sneer on his face, ¡°I¡¯m about to retire, right?¡±  I may not be able to make the decision. " "I don't accept it. It was you who asked me to be a policeman when I was a child. Now I've only been a policeman for four months, and it's you who want to fire me." Qu Censhi said.  Stand up and walk outside.  Unexpectedly, after taking only three steps, a powerful voice shouted from behind: "Qu Censhi! Stop!" Instinctively, he stopped, and his heartbeat, which had finally calmed down, accelerated again.  Director Zhang slowly stood up, walked to his side, and said: "I am just informing you now, not asking you what you mean. While I am your uncle, I am also your leader! This matter is settled.  ." Qu Censhi took a long breath and strode out of the director's office.  He was feeling suffocated, but what could he do?  He is just a small grassroots policeman.  But as soon as he walked out of the office building, he turned back in confusion.  But he didn¡¯t go to Director Zhang again, but went to the criminal investigation team¡¯s archives.  The archives room is very large, and all criminal investigation cases in the entire city can be found there.  As soon as he entered, the middle-aged policeman who was watching a cross talk show in front of the computer was still laughing in an awkward way.  Seeing him walking in, he didn't restrain himself and said with a smile: "Haha, Cen Shi is here. You are not going to work today?" "Uncle, do you know what Uncle Zhang came to see me for just now?" Uncle Wei also looked at him.  The man he grew up with.  He is also one of the few people in the Public Security Bureau who knows and believes what his father did back then.  I heard that when he was young, he didn't believe it at all.  Ever since he saw Uncle Lingzi's move to attract the soul into his body and save a little girl, he had completely sided with Uncle Lingzi.  In other words, he was on his father's side.  Uncle Wei was still staring at the screen and said happily: "I gave you a small toy? The director just came back from a business trip a few days ago, so he gave you a gift." Qu Censhi rolled his eyes at him: "I have grown up!" "  Oh, hahaha, this is so funny. Are you going to be promoted?" Qu Censhi was thinking about it, but unexpectedly, a middle-aged policewoman walked in quickly and said loudly: "Old man.  Wei, Lao Wei, have you seen the documents in the bureau¡¯s public e-mail? That Distilled Water you know is the third-generation police officer who was fired for promoting feudal superstition!¡±  "Ah?!" Uncle Wei looked at Qu Censhi with wide eyes in shock.  It was because of his actions that the policewoman noticed the person next to her.  This young man is wearing a police uniform and looks familiar!  Looks familiar!  But I couldn¡¯t remember who it was for the moment.  Qu Censhi almost gritted his teeth and said, "Sister, I am the distilled water you mentioned. Have you seen enough? You can go to work." The policewoman shrank her neck and walked away dejectedly.  Uncle Wei finally came to his senses and said: "Uh, distilled water, I think your Uncle Zhang wants to train you. Everyone can see his love for you. You should be considerate" Qu Censhi turned around  Just left.  Suddenly I feel likeWhy do you want to come back just now?  He should have known that Uncle Zhang would be so ruthless, how could Uncle Wei be any better?  By the time he returned to the office, the document had been printed out.  Then it¡¯s time to mate the gun and go through the formalities.  By the time it was time to get off work that day, he was no longer a police officer.  He was walking alone on the street, and his heart felt empty.  He had been determined to be a police officer since he was a child, and he finally succeeded, but it only became a dream after only four months.  This is why everyone would be unhappy.  When you are upset, you naturally don¡¯t pay attention when walking.  It wasn't until someone bumped into him and yelled loudly that he came back from his meditation.  The street he was standing on was an antique street, in his own area, not far from the police station.  The previous sudden death cases also occurred nearby.  The man he hit was a tall, thin, middle-aged man wearing a suit and carrying a black bag under his arm.  He bent down and picked up a square box that had been knocked to the ground, and shouted: "Why don't you look at the road? I am a Buddhist bead that has been illuminated. If it gets stained or stained,  If you were wearing a police uniform before, he would have immediately apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention. Please forgive me." If he was wearing a police uniform before, this tall and lanky man would have looked at me.  I would never dare to yell at him like that.  Maybe he would say: "Uh, comrade policeman, it's okay, I'm blocking your way. Where are you on duty? Oh, you worked hard." But now he, Qu Censhi, is not a policeman!  The tall and thin man couldn't have said that, but he was shouting, just like the vegetable seller who was arguing in the street.  Qu Censhi glared at him, then walked around the man and continued walking.  Suddenly there was a feeling in my heart that the next person to die was that man.  This feeling is very strong!  He has had this ability since he was a child, that is, he can feel when someone is about to die.  According to Uncle Lingzi's theory, a few days before a person's death, the yin energy and ghost energy in the body will increase.  And Qu Censhi is a Japanese, he can feel it.  This feeling of his has been effective since he was a child, and he has never gone wrong once.  He couldn¡¯t explain this feeling clearly, and he didn¡¯t know how to express it. Anyway, he just knew that the man would die in the next few days.  Qu Censhi hesitated for a moment, then quickly caught up with the tall and thin man who was about to leave, and said, "What's in your box?" "Buddha beads? What does it have to do with you? It's not hurt now, so I'll be more generous."  "You don't have to pay for it." "Where did you buy it?" "It's up to you?" The tall and thin man stared at him, then snorted and left.  Qu Censhi looked at his background and whispered angrily: "Humph, it's none of my business if you die, why should I care about you?" He said so, but Qu Censhi still walked in  to the nearest store.  A few days ago, some of the policemen did an investigation here and asked these businesses if they had any anti-theft cameras, so many people in these stores knew him.  As soon as he walked in, an old man with gray hair and a white coat in the store said: "Officer Qu, what are you here to see today? Our store has fire protection and anti-theft systems." Qu Censhi asked without explaining:  "Did that tall, lanky man buy beads from you just now?" "Tall, lanky man? No, my place hasn't been open for a day. How about Officer Qu do a good deed and open one for me?" Qu Censhi's face  It was so embarrassing.  In this kind of store, the cheapest ones are on sale for 99 yuan a piece and are jade peaches the size of a fingernail.  He is an unemployed young man now, and there is no money to waste on him.
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