The May train disappearance occurred three years ago, but the body looked fresh and could not have been dead more than 3 days ago.

"The May train...is back." Director Qiao raised his head and said in a hoarse voice.

The corpse was that of a man, who looked to be in his early 30s. There were no scars on his body, except for the weird smiling face that made him feel very uncomfortable.

The weirdness of the smiling face cannot be described in words, and Huaiyi couldn't figure out what this man saw before he died.

He seemed to have died in extreme joy, but his overly exaggerated expression showed that the man was very nervous at that time, and even...had a little bit of fear in him.

Joy, fear, nervousness... all kinds of emotions mixed together will make this matter very complicated.

But one thing is certain, the man must have been killed by a ghost.

Even without Director Qiao's previous foreshadowing, it still couldn't be hidden from everyone's eyes. There are no newcomers standing here.

They could vaguely smell a different kind of cold atmosphere from the corpse, which was different from the cold.

It's what those things left behind.

Jiang Cheng reached out and took down a pair of gloves from the shelf on one side. After putting them on, he began to inspect the body.

The body was placed on a wooden board, and under the wooden board were thick logs erected one by one.

The cracks in the wood are filled with ice cubes.

Even if the body is stored in this way, there is still a faint rotten smell in the room. After smelling it for a long time, it will make your hair feel bloated.

"What is the man's identity?" Jiang Cheng took off his gloves and threw them aside, while looking at Director Qiao.

Sure enough, as he said, there were no external injuries on the body except for occasional spots.

"Feng Delin, Mr. Feng's son." Director Qiao said solemnly: "Mr. Feng is a big family in Greystone Town. He has a deep foundation and network here. He has connections in both the military and political circles. Even I dare not

It’s easy to offend him.”

"No wonder you jumped at the chance to catch us to solve the case and only gave us 7 days." Pi Ruan seemed to have caught Director Qiao's weakness and said sarcastically: "It's Mr. Feng who forced you to solve the case within a time limit. If you don't find him, kill him."

As your son’s murderer, I took off your black gauze hat and all that."

Director Qiao did not refute this, but looked into Pi Ruan's eyes and said coldly: "After 7 days, if the case cannot be solved, I will resign and leave, but before I resign, I can guarantee that you will see it with your own eyes."

Until my brains come out."

Pi Ruan, who had the upper hand at first, immediately fainted after hearing this.

"There should be other victims." Jiang Cheng tilted his head and looked at Director Qiao, "If only one person dies, you won't immediately think of the May train."

Director Qiao signaled the young police officer who came in, and the latter immediately walked to one side of the wall. After fiddling with it for a while, a light suddenly came on in the room.

As the light came on, everyone suddenly discovered that this room was much larger than what they had seen before. There was a white screen standing a few meters away from them.

No, it's not a screen, it's a curtain that looks like it's spliced ​​together with white sheets.

They thought it was a wall before.

As the young police officer walked over and opened the curtain little by little, the scene behind surprised everyone.

Behind the curtain, there are more than ten white cloths neatly arranged.

Under each white cloth, there is a corpse.

"They are all members of the Feng family. Counting Feng Delin, there are thirteen corpses in total." After a moment, Director Qiao said again: "If this matter cannot be resolved within a week, the Feng family will die."

"Oh my God, what kind of evil thing did this do? It was so cruel." The fat man looked at the corpses covered with white cloth and felt that the evil spirit of this ghost was simply too strong.

Regarding this, Jiang Cheng didn't see anything on his face. He turned to look at Director Qiao and asked, "Are everyone the same?"

"Yes, they are all...the same." Thinking of those weird smiling faces, Director Qiao looked very sad.

"Of all the people who were killed, were they all members of the Feng family?" It was Luo He who spoke this time. He stared at the face of the corpse and spoke in a calm voice.

"Yes." Director Qiao replied.

"It seems that the murderer is coming for the Feng family and will definitely destroy the Feng family." Jiang Cheng did not mention the word ghost, but replaced it with murderer. This would avoid a lot of trouble.

"Director Qiao, you mentioned the May train disappearance case before. The death conditions of the Feng family members who were killed now are the same as the death conditions of the victims in the last carriage of the train. Don't you think there is anything strange in this?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Questions that normal people can think of.

"I understand what you mean. The Feng family is indeed related to this matter to some extent." Director Qiao did not shy away from this question and said bluntly: "The Feng family funded the transportation of the victims. The May train,

They were also found by the Feng family."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the iron door was pushed open, and an awkward police officer ran in. His face was panicked, but when he was about to speak, he saw Jiang Cheng and others looking at him, so he immediately shut up.

But Director Qiao seemed to understand something. He frowned and said, "There are no outsiders here. If you have any questions, just tell me."

The police officer who received permission immediately said in a panic: "Director Qiao, what's wrong, there was news from Feng House just now that another person died this morning!"

"Who is it this time?" Director Qiao asked quickly.

"It was the Taoist priest invited by Mr. Feng to exorcise ghosts. He died in the mourning hall set up by the Qiao family. The original plan was to keep vigil to exorcise ghosts, but when I went to see it this morning, everyone was cold." After saying this, the policeman became frightened again.

He glanced at the dozens of grave-like corpses inside and whispered: "It's still the same...same expression."

"How are you doing, Mr. Feng?" Director Qiao said with an upset expression on his face.

"Mr. Feng has fallen ill and is now being treated by a doctor, but I heard that his condition is very bad," the police officer added.

Director Qiao turned around and looked at Jiang Cheng and others, "You should go there now. Wu Ergou will tell you the specific situation."

"Remember, you only have 7 days." Director Qiao said, "Don't think about escaping. I have people all over Greystone Town. You can't escape from my grasp."

After finishing speaking, Director Qiao left with another young police officer.

It was obvious that he was in a bad mood, and it would be a bad experience for anyone to be involved in such a thing.

He couldn't afford to offend the Feng family, and he couldn't afford to offend the ghosts even more.

That's why we found a group of people like Jiang Cheng.

It seems that Director Qiao himself doesn't have much hope in resolving this matter. He came to Jiang Cheng and the others more to act as a scapegoat.

After Wu Ergou left the police station, they turned east and west and came to a relatively prosperous street surrounded by shops.
Chapter completed!