Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Yuan Xiaochuan slammed out of Liu Weidong's house.

All of a sudden, I felt a stray fire rushing everywhere in my body, burning the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys into coke.

No matter what, he simply went back to the dormitory, took off the police uniform, and fell asleep.

But in the wee hours of the morning, I couldn't fall asleep after tossing, and rushed out of the dormitory again, looking for Li Changan for a drink.

To say, after seeing Zou Ping jump off the building with his own eyes.

The reactions of the three people were different. Yuan Xiaochuan was filled with righteous indignation, Liu Weidong was stunned, and Li Changan began to move secretly. He didn't see people all day and didn't know what he was doing.

The last time Yuan Xiaochuan saw Li Changan was at Zou Ping's funeral.

That day, the **** stick who invited the host to ask for money in a frantic mouth, was kicked by Li Changan, and read a sutra by himself. I don't know where I learned it. Is it working?

Captain Yuan Da came out this time, just to try his luck, but without thinking, he blocked the Taoist priest.

Hongmao City is a small city.

The scene at three or four o'clock in the morning.

There are not many night owls dangling on the street.

The two drove around the city several times before they found a barbecue shop that was still open near the school district.

In the shop, there was only a couple of students, Qingqing, me, and me, and the boss squinted and yawned behind the grill.

The two of them didn't talk much nonsense, they ordered a bunch of snacks, and ordered a few more beers to pour Yu Lei on their breasts.

But as soon as he took his seat and did not take his posture, Yuan Xiaochuan received a call here.

"Hey……"

Li Changan only ate a peanut. Before he could moisten his throat with cold beer, he watched Lao Yuan put down his phone, his brows, eyes, nose, and mouth were almost wrinkled.

"Don't drink it."

"what?"

"There is something wrong with Liu Weidong's house."

"what!"

…………

When the two drove there.

A man with glasses has been waiting downstairs for a long time.

Li Changan had some impressions of people. It was probably a neighbor of Liu Weidong. Because he traveled frequently, his forehead was a little green.

According to Yuan Xiaochuan, the mobile phone video was shot by this person, and because of this, he always had nightmares in the middle of the night, dreaming of a muddy Zou Ping climbing up the stairs to kill him.

Unable to withstand this torture, he gave the video to Yuan Xiaochuan, and then became an informant.

This time, he was also telling Old Yuan.

Otherwise, regarding the status quo of Lao Yuan in the bureau, I am afraid that he can only know the news if he waits for news reports.

"What the **** is going on?"

It was not clear on the phone. Just after getting off the car, Old Yuan asked hurriedly.

But this person is also confused.

"I actually don't know very well, but a lot of police suddenly came in the middle of the night and woke me up. But I heard people say that it was the big yellow dog that went crazy and tore Liu Weidong to pieces. The scene was so miserable. , The blood was soaked downstairs..."

When the two heard it, they knew that this guy was talking nonsense.

Why is the blood soaked downstairs? Unless his ceiling is made of bamboo strips.

No longer talking nonsense with the glasses man, he hurried upstairs.

When I arrived at the door of Liu Weidong's house, I saw that the door was wide open, and a little policeman at the door saw the two of them, and he was too busy to stop him, but he didn't wait to speak, and was stunned by Yuan Xiaochuan.

"Step aside!"

With that, he went straight in.

Li Changan smiled at him, Shi Shiran followed.

…………

Yuan Xiaochuan's childhood is a thick line, and after several years of criminal investigation work, he seems to have forged his nerves into steel bars.

I suddenly saw the scene in the room, but couldn't help but take a breath, choking into the **** smell of alveoli.

Blood.

There is blood everywhere.

It soaked the floor, over the table foot, and flooded the living room.

It had a stale stench, but the color was so bright and strange, as if it had just flowed out of a blood vessel.

Breaking into it always makes people think that they have strayed into the blood pool.

In just a second, everything around you, even with yourself, will fall, sinking forever in this **** water.

"Old Yuan."

Yuan Xiaochuan struggled to return to his senses, and Li Changan rushed out to squeeze out a smile, wondering why Er was so gagged, could it be that he didn't have enough rest these days?

He patted his face, Quan was awake, and began to look carefully at the living room.

At first glance, he discovered that the layout of the living room has changed.

All sofas, tables and chairs have been moved to the corners, and only a small coffee table is placed in the center of the living room. There was a statue of a deity on top, some tributes, incense candles, and a set of clothing beside it, neatly folded, looking at the color and pattern, it seemed to be the same set that Liu Weidong wore during the day.

What does this mean?

Yuan Xiaochuan was puzzled.

He scratched his head and turned his gaze to other places.

Soon, I found the big yellow dog crawling in the corner of the living room, lazily not moving, watching the strange police coming in and going out and not calling, and seeing two acquaintances Yuan Xiaochuan and Li Changan not coming up to intimacy. A pair of dogs actually showed a sense of indifference in their eyes, as if they were watching a boring movie, and even yawned.

Yuan Xiaochuan felt more and more that he did not sleep in the middle of the night and it was a mistake to go to Li Changan for a drink. You see, the brain has hallucinations due to excessive fatigue.

"Give way."

Yuan Xiaochuan suddenly realized that he felt that he had reached the door of the kitchen. There were a few gloved police officers who were about to come out carrying a few black plastic bags, and these bags were still dripping blood.

The crime scene, the black clinker bag, and the blood water were all linked together, and it blew up in Yuan Xiaochuan's mind like a road of thunder.

He suddenly had some bad guesses.

"Well...what is this doing?"

But this time.

A voice suddenly came from the door.

The voice was so frivolous that it was disgusting, in other words, it was the owner of this voice that made Old Yuan disgusting.

He frowned and turned his head, staring at the greasy scum.

"Yang Sanli, what are you doing here?!"

…………

The gold-wire glasses in the suit and leather shoes at the door are not Yang Sanli.

He was still staying outside the door, covering his nose with a veil, with a look of disgust. After hearing Yuan Xiaochuan's questioning, he smiled and stepped in.

"Well, isn't this Captain Yuan of the traffic police team?" He just saw Yuan Xiaochuan, biting the word "traffic police" heavily, "Could this house have a car accident? No wonder the scene is so exciting! "

"Yeah. Isn't it your CEO Hong who was responsible for this family's car accident?" Old Yuan stared at each other, "What? Are you here to identify the scene for him?"

Yang Sanli sneered a few times and waved his hand.

"If you need to talk about evidence when handling a case, you, Captain Yuan, can't speak in a yellow accent either."

Talking, pointed at the big yellow dog in the corner.

"I was called by Old Liu to fetch the dog."

"People are suffocated to death, and dogs are not let go." Old Yuan just sneered with arms folded, "It's really your style, don't keep dogs and dogs!"

"Captain Yuan, you made a mistake again."

Yang Sanli didn't care, pushed the frame of the glasses, and said slowly:

"Maybe you know, Liu Weidong took the initiative to reconcile with us. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, everyone is friends again. People around us know that Mr. Hong loves keeping dogs the most, and Liu Weidong has a good dog. At that time, we asked if we could buy his dog. In order to show our sincerity, we also paid a high price. Liu Weidong offered a price and agreed with the situation."

He took out a contract from his arms.

"Look, the contract was signed in black and white. It's definitely not a scam (deception)."

Yuan Xiaochuan didn't even look at the contract. Although he didn't know him for a long time, Lao Yuan knew that for Liu Weidong, apart from his wife Zou Ping, the big yellow dog was his cusp, how could he sell him to Hong Daihai's enemy?

But before he had time to say his mocking words, the yellow dog wandered over at some point, and touched Yang Sanli's trouser legs affectionately.

Yuan Xiaochuan was suddenly dumb, but Yang Sanli smiled and touched the dog's head.

"This dog is smart, knowing which is the owner, unlike some dogs who can't understand the situation and only know how to bite people."

Yuan Xiaochuan took a deep breath.

People are soft-hearted, and dogs are also white-eyed dogs.

He no longer rubbed his lips with this gentle scum, and pointed to the door of the room.

"This is the scene of the crime. Unrelated personnel should go out immediately!"

But.

The voice just fell.

"I think you should go out!"

An old policeman came in outside, carrying two three stars on his shoulders.

Yuan Xiaochuan saw him, rubbed his teeth, and screamed reluctantly.

"Weekly game."

The old policeman responded with a right voice, and walked over with his hands behind his back.

"What are you doing here?" He asked without any kind of politeness, "You are a traffic policeman, not a criminal policeman."

"Liu Weidong is my friend."

"What about my friends? Can you break into the crime scene privately? You still came from the police academy, and you still don't talk about discipline?"

He didn't listen to Yuan Xiaochuan's explanation at all, and pointed to the door of the room.

"You get out for me!"

After all, Yuan Xiaochuan was a policeman. No matter how angry he was, he just saluted and rushed downstairs.

…………

Li Changan didn't realize all this.

His mind was attracted by the "blood pool" under his feet.

It is said to be a blood pool, but in fact, the blood volume is not much, just because the living room is relatively small, coupled with the deliberate smearing of blood throughout the room, and the illusion that the blood is gorgeous.

Li Changan’s sword is full of bones. Based on his own experience, it can be inferred that the blood in the room is about 4 liters, which is more than half the blood volume of an adult man.

But why use blood to cover the floor?

Li Changan found some crooked blood stains in the corner of the living room where the blood could not be smeared. It looked like...

"Reporter Li!"

The Taoist priest looked back and saw an old policeman with gloomy eyes.

"I'll say it one last time, please leave the scene."

Li Changan was too lazy to argue with him, but before leaving the house, he caught a glimpse of the idol, although it was a little more colorful, but it lacked a lot of charm.

…………

Yuan Xiaochuan is a hopeless old smoker. The only way to relieve his emotions is to smoke, smoke hard!

When Li Changan went downstairs to find him, with so much effort, there were already a few cigarette butts scattered under his feet.

"You're still a civil servant, so you don't talk about quality."

"Stop talking about these useless."

As he said, he still extinguished the cigarette in his hand, gathered the cigarette butts on the ground indiscriminately, and took them into the trash can.

"What can I find out?"

The Taoist priest did find some weirdness, but it was too mysterious and inconvenient to tell him clearly, so he could only spread his hands.

Old Yuan didn't have much hope at first, it can be seen that the Taoist priests also found nothing, but he couldn't help frowning, and then pulled out a cigarette.

At this moment.

In the corridor.

The several forensic doctors who rushed there just now came downstairs again with a dark face and "chumming".

So fast?

Yuan Xiaochuan stunned and hurried up. After catching a forensic doctor, the batch leader asked:

"Why did you come down so soon? Have you identified anything?"

"Oh my God."

The forensic doctor cursed with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

"A few pockets of dog meat check a shovel!"