Volume Three: The Case of Hundred Ghosts at Night Chapter Sixty-Four: Coincidence Isn't It
Duan Ming stretched himself and slowly walked out of the prison. The sun shone warmly on his face.
"Lao Liu, Lao Liu, can't you find some serious business?" Zhu Wei looked at Duan Ming's back and sighed.
"Hehe, no need, that's good." Duan Ming smiled and waved his hand.
"Okay, okay." Zhu Wei shook his head. They had tried to persuade Duan Ming many times, but Duan Ming was so indifferent that they couldn't say anything more.
Duan Ming smiled again and waved to Zhu Wei, then slowly left the prison and walked towards Luoyi Alley.
But before going to Luoyi Lane, Duan Ming had to go to Rende Hall first.
There was nothing I could do, Duan Ming had a severe stomachache after eating a lot in prison in recent days.
And ordinary medical clinics cost money, so Duan Ming had no choice but to go to Ren De Tang.
However, as soon as he arrived at Rende Hall, Duan Ming was shocked.
It is simply unbelievable that there are no patients waiting outside Ren De Tang.
Entering the empty medical clinic, Duan Ming went straight to the consulting room and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Rende sitting inside reading a book.
"Mr. Duan, you're here." At this moment, a boy came in from the back door and shouted in surprise when he saw Duan Ming.
"You're okay too, that's great." Seeing the boy, Duan Ming breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly to Song Rende.
"Why is Mr. Duan so panicked?" Song Rende put down the book and looked at Duan Ming in confusion.
"Nothing else, I was just shocked." Duan Ming shook his head and sat across from the medical case: "Doctor Song, please take a look at it quickly. My stomach hurts so much."
"Okay." Song Rende said with a smile while taking Duan Ming's pulse.
Then Song Rende smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Duan, you have eaten too much. I will just give you acupuncture and it will be fine."
"Then thank you, Divine Doctor Song." Duan Ming said hurriedly.
"No need for this." Song Rende said with a smile.
Soon, Song Rende asked Duan Ming to lie on the bed beside him and gave Duan Ming an injection. As expected, Duan Ming's stomach no longer hurt.
"Speaking of which." Duan Ming lay on the examination bed and asked doubtfully: "Is today a special day? Why are there no patients?"
"Mr. Duan, don't you know?" The boy on the side poured a cup of tea for Duan Ming, and then said, "Everyone has gone to the Immortality Religion to burn incense and pray for blessings. How can we have time to see a doctor?"
"Pray for blessings? Why?" Duan Ming became even more confused and tried to remember in his mind: "The first day of October is the Ghost Festival, and today is the sixth day of October. It shouldn't be a special day."
"You really don't know?" the boy said, "This is not caused by the hundreds of ghosts walking at night."
"No, please tell me carefully, what's going on?" Duan Ming had a vague feeling in his heart and asked hurriedly.
"Isn't this the Ghost Festival two days ago? It happened at Haishi that night." The boy said, "The soldiers guarding the city gate saw hundreds of ghosts walking at night into our Linyang City from the south gate, and they were so confused.
The people in the whole city are panic-stricken, so they went to the Immortality Sect to pray for blessings."
"Hundred Ghosts at Night? Has anyone really seen it?" Duan Ming said.
"Of course, not only the people guarding the city gate that day, but also many residents saw it. One by one, the white-clothed evil spirits entered the city without touching their feet, flying and flying." The boy looked around.
, said softly: "You know the guy who does the watch, Xu Laizi?"
"Well, what happened to him? Did he see it too?" Duan Ming said.
"I just saw him, he's dead!" the boy said, "He happened to collide with Baigui, and he died so miserably, even his head was missing!"
"What!" Duan Ming frowned.
"Xiao Zhao, don't talk nonsense!" Song Rende glanced at the young man and scolded: "There are no ghosts or gods in this world!"
"Oh." The boy suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore.
"No, Senior Song, let him continue talking." Duan Ming said hurriedly: "What happens next? What does the government say?"
"The government?" The boy looked at Song Rende and saw that he had no intention of stopping him, so he continued: "What tricks does the government have? If the servant can catch a person, can he also catch a ghost? This matter is so troublesome.
It is said that all the rumors have reached the ears of His Majesty."
"Why is there such a big fuss?" Duan Ming's mouth twitched slightly.
Although this matter does sound a bit bizarre, how could it have spread to the capital and reached the ears of His Majesty in just a few days?
Is it possible that after a few days in jail, the outside world invented the telephone?
"This is not surprising." At this moment, Song Rende suddenly said: "It happened that a delegation from Chu State came here recently. The prefect felt that if this matter could not be investigated clearly, it would damage the prestige of the country, so he hurriedly reported it. I hope
The case can be solved as soon as possible.”
"That's right." Duan Ming nodded: "Wait, solve the case? Why do we ask His Majesty to solve the case?"
"Of course we're looking for the Mirror Division," the boy said.
"Come for the Mirror Department?" Duan Ming couldn't help but tremble, and hurriedly reached out and pulled out all the needles on his body, then ran out while picking up his pants.
"Mr. Duan, what are you doing?" The boy was startled by Duan Ming's performance and asked hurriedly.
"It's too late to say anything. Doctor Song, I'm much better now, so I'll leave first!" Duan Ming had already run out of the door.
Then Duan Ming ran back to Luoyi Alley as fast as he could, packed up briefly, saluted, and ran out of the city gate with it on his back.
Invite the Mirror Division to come? Then that guy Xing Qianqiu is very likely to come!
Duan Ming didn't want to see him again even if he was beaten to death!
If the case is not solved, Duan Ming will no longer want to help Ming Jingsi solve the case, even if he kills him!
Soon, Duan Ming had already reached the city gate, but at this moment, Duan Ming heard the rapid sound of horse hooves.
Duan Ming was startled, quickened his pace, and was about to rush out before the sound of horse hooves reached the city gate.
However, as soon as Duan Ming walked through the city gate, he felt his eyes go dark, and then an extremely familiar cold touch appeared on Duan Ming's neck.
Duan Ming raised his neck stiffly, looking at the man on the tall horse in front of him, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Mr. Duan, long time no see, where are you going?" Xing Qianqiu said calmly while sitting on the horse, holding the handle of the knife in his hand.
"I, I..." Duan Ming gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
"A mysterious case has occurred in Linyang City recently. I would like to ask Mr. Duan to assist in the investigation! Please help our Mirror Division." Xing Qianqiu said before Duan Ming could speak.
"Huh." Duan Ming took a long breath and forced a smile on his face: "It's a coincidence, isn't it? I was about to go out to find you to solve the case together, and you guys came..."
