"Do you want me to catch your murderer?"
Wang Ling guessed.
"You are really a smart little detective, that's right." said the brainless guy.
"Okay, I promise you."
Wang Ling said straightforwardly.
After all, as a police officer, it is his job to solve crimes.
If he doesn't solve such a bizarre case, I'm afraid it will be more difficult for others to solve it.
The murderer was killed by someone else, and there must be some bizarre twists and turns in the process.
"How can I trust you?"
The brainless man's face turned full of doubts.
"You can rest assured."
Wang Ling said, "Your worries are unnecessary.
I am a criminal police officer, and it is my responsibility to find out the truth of the entire case.
To tell you the truth, you killed Qian Yinxiang.
But Qian Yinxiang was An old friend of the female forensic doctor Ye Qianfan you once met.
For her sake, I will also get to the bottom of the case.
It is not normal to find out Qian Yinxiang’s case and find out who killed you.
Something?"
The brainless guy nodded, indicating that he understood and believed it.
"Okay, let's get started now.
What's your name?"
Wang Ling asked.
"Wu Jianxiong."
"Where are you from?"
"A native of Shuangyashan City, Harbin."
"Why did you come to Henan Commercial City to commit crimes?"
"He was hired to kill someone."
Wu Jianxiong's ghost answered directly.
"Is someone trying to kill Qian Yinxiang?"
Wang Ling asked hurriedly.
"No."
Wu Jianxiong, the brainless man, said, "Killing Qian Yinxiang was just an accident.
We killed him by mistake."
Wu Jianxiong's ghost said this, and Qian Yinxiang, the headshot ghost possessing Wang Ling, couldn't bear it any longer.
He screamed "Ouch" and struggled out of Wang Ling's body.
Not to mention the ghost of a person who was accidentally killed, even if a person was misunderstood and beaten up, it would be speechless.
It is inevitable that Qian Yinxiang would be so excited after hearing this sentence.
嗗嗗嗗嗞 After a while of random thoughts, the pale fluorescent lights in Morgue No. 2 were flickering, flickering on and off strangely, and a sinister wind was blowing around, constantly digging into Wang Ling's neck.
Wang Ling felt cold sweat running down his spine.
He couldn't help but take a few steps back and leaned against the corpse refrigerator opposite.
Ghost fights are different from human fights, and many weird situations can occur that people cannot guard against.
"Hey, hey, you two, stop fighting and listen to me," Wang Ling yelled.
However, it was obvious that his words were of no use and neither of the two ghosts listened.
Especially Qian Yinxiang, when he saw the ghost who accidentally killed him, he was filled with anger and resentment and couldn't listen at all.
Even if the brainless Wu Jianxiong knew that he was wrong, he would not let others take advantage of him.
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Even if it was self-defense, he would go all out.
The two ghosts fought extremely fiercely, and the No. 2 morgue began to become unstable.
Many corpse freezers began to shake.
Wang Ling even saw a ghost floating out of the corpse cabinet, standing aside and glaring angrily.
Wang Ling was worried about causing trouble, so he shouted to the female ghosts Lu Mengyao, Yao Yao and the little ghost Feng Xiaoqiang inside his body: "Hey, you three ghosts go and try to persuade them."
"Brother Ling, you can't do that."
The female ghost Yao Yao said, "These two guys are too violent and we can't persuade them to leave."
"How can this be done?"
Wang Ling panicked and hurriedly retreated towards the door.
Thinking that the situation was out of control, he quickly asked the person carrying the body, Lao Mo, to come in and deal with it.
But things soon changed for the better.
The fight between two ghosts, Wu Jianxiong and Qian Yinxiang, is similar to what people think.
That is, when two ghosts fight together, they have to judge their strengths and weaknesses.
Although Qian Yinxiang's head was blown off, he was still not as powerful as the burly Wu Jianxiong.
Soon the two ghosts had their own religion.
Qian Yinxiang was defeated and his soul flew towards him.
Wang Ling hurriedly used Yin Kung Fu to push the ghost Qian Yinxiang on the back and catch him.
Qian Yinxiang's head snapped and half fell off.
The headshot ghost hurriedly caught it with both hands and became even more angry.
Half of his head was left with brains, and blood was spraying from his mouth.
He held half of his head in his hand and wanted to rush towards Wu Jianxiong.
Wang Ling hurriedly stretched out his hand, grabbed the ghost Qian Yinxiang's shoulder, and shouted: "Stop, you can't beat him."
This time Qian Yinxiang was a little obedient.
He yelled "Fufu" and turned the remaining protruding eye on half of his head, looked at the half of his head in his hand, and finally stopped.
"Okay, okay, don't fight, I'll handle it."
Wang Ling waved his hands to ask Qian Yinxiang and Wu Jianxiong to stop.
Qian Yinxiang was defeated and indeed became more honest.
Wu Jianxiong responded passively and did not rush forward again at this time.
The two ghosts were fine for the time being, but the people lying in the corpse cabinets around them were not in peace.
About a dozen ghosts were awakened and floated out.
"Grandpas, grandma, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, I'm sorry for disturbing your rest.
It's okay, it's okay, go back and rest.
Thank you very much," Wang Ling clasped his hands together and kept chanting.
Most of these ghosts were good-natured, and in the end they didn't care about him.
They all turned into light smoke and disappeared.
Wang Ling felt slightly relieved and looked at his watch.
It was already 10:15 pm.
"Sorry, we don't have time," Wang Ling secretly exclaimed, "If the questioning of Wu Jianxiong is not completed within fifteen minutes, the evil spirit Happy Ghost will appear, and the consequences will be disastrous."
When Wang Ling thought about this, he didn't care much.
He just stretched out his wrist and said to Qian Yinxiang: "Come in quickly, or I will never care about you."
This time it seemed that he had caught Qian Yinxiang's weakness.
Sure enough, the evil ghost rushed towards him, turned into a pool of blood, and disappeared on the Yin Gong Ghost Dao Table.
"Wu Jianxiong, please tell me the ins and outs of why you accidentally killed Qian Yinxiang."
Wang Ling shouted anxiously.
"Yes."
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Ghost Wu Jianxiong responded, "The person who killed me was Wu Jiancong, the man who killed Qian Yinxiang with me."
"What happened to your murderer?"
Wang Ling asked hurriedly.
"We are from Shuangyashan, Harbin, and our family is very poor.
Wu Jiancong is my cousin.
I once met a man named Xing Chixin from the Shuangyashan pig farm in the mall by delivering pigs to him.
One day, Xing Chi Xin called us and said he would give us 100,000 yuan if he wanted to kill someone.
We were all so poor that after adding up, my cousin and I decided to do it."
"Who does this Xing Chixin want you to kill?"
Wang Ling asked hurriedly.
"They said they wanted us to kill a man named Diao Fanshou, who opened a shop selling shrouds, paper bundles, and coffins."
Wu Jianxiong said.
Wang Ling was startled and subconsciously glanced at the door of Morgue No. 2, fearing that Diao Fanshou, who was waiting in the yard, might come in and hear.
Of course, he knew in his heart that Diao Fanshou did not want to hear the ghost talking at this time.
Even if the ghost spoke with a voice, Diao Fanshou would not dare to approach the morgue.
What a coincidence.
The person Wu Jianxiong wanted to kill turned out to be Diao Fanshou, whom he met on the road.
What on earth is going on?
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