Volume Three: The Case of Hundred Ghosts at Night Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Murder Weapon
"Mr. Duan, where are we going now? Do we want to see those hundred ghosts?" Xu Shizhong asked.
"What are we going there for?" Duan Ming asked, "It's just the two of us. If the other party doesn't cooperate, or the other party's power is too strong, what can we do?"
"Indeed." Xu Shizhong nodded, looked at his head in his arms, and felt a chill in his body.
"What we need to do now is to take this head back as soon as possible and study it carefully to see if we can find any clues." Duan Ming said to Xu Shizhong: "The key to solving a case is to be steady and avoid impatience."
"I've learned a lesson." Xu Shizhong nodded: "However, Mr. Duan, the money spent today..."
"If that Qian Qian Dao dares to be blamed on me again, I will fight him to the death!" Upon hearing Xu Shizhong's words, Duan Ming said viciously.
Soon, Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong arrived at the place where they entered the ghost market, and the old man from before happened to be standing here.
"Haha, it seems that your trip is well worth it." The old man said to Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong with a smile.
"Thank you, old man, for your advice, otherwise it might not be so easy for us to buy these 'valuable items'," Duan Ming said.
"You're welcome, you're welcome." The old man shook his head, and then said to the two of them, "Are you going back to the underworld?"
"That's right." Duan Ming nodded: "Please open the door, please."
"Oh, I just forgot to tell you two that this door is accessible but not accessible," the old man said.
"What?" Xu Shizhong frowned suddenly, but Duan Ming didn't change at all.
"Please give me some advice, old man. I still have worries in the world of the world, so I really can't stay here." Duan Ming said solemnly.
"You two have misunderstood. This door can be entered but not exited, but other doors can." The old man said with a smile: "And if you need it again in the future and want to buy something that does not exist in the world, you can definitely go through that door."
door without all the effort.”
"Please give me some advice," Duan Ming said.
In fact, Duan Ming had already guessed that there must be such a door.
There should even be more than one such door, otherwise when they came in through the alleys of Nancheng, they didn't see anyone along the way. If there is only one way to enter the ghost market, how did the people here get in?
?Is it possible that he really lives here?
Moreover, since the previous Sun Erniu was obviously a person living in a ghost market, if he really could not get out, how did Sun Erniu leave?
Soon, the old man took Duan Ming to a small house not far away, and said to the two of them: "In the future, if the two distinguished guests want to come to this ghost market, they only need to come in from here."
"Thank you, old man!" Duan Ming thanked him again, and then left with Xu Shizhong holding the head.
The house was dark, without any decoration or furniture, and there was only this huge stone staircase.
Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong slowly walked up the stone stairs and soon reached the ground.
Looking around, Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong found that they were in a coffin shop.
"Haha, there is a ghost market in the coffin shop, which is quite appropriate." Duan Ming shook his head.
At this moment, several people walked in with masks on their faces and looked at Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong, as well as the boxes in their arms.
Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong narrowed their eyes and looked at these people warily.
However, these people didn't seem to want to cause trouble, so they bypassed Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong and entered the stairs.
Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking out with the box in their arms. When they came to the courtyard, they saw the owner of the coffin shop sitting next to a coffin with his eyes half closed, as if he was asleep.
Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong left the coffin shop and walked back towards the Mirror Department.
When he returned to the Mirror Department, Xing Qianqiu was still sitting in the main hall waiting. When he saw the two of them returning safely, Xing Qianqiu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Duan, what are you doing?" Xing Qianqiu looked at the boxes in Duan Ming and Xu Shizhong's arms and asked doubtfully.
"What we just gained from the ghost market." Duan Ming smiled and said to Xing Qianqiu: "Let's go to the morgue."
Soon, several people arrived at the morgue. Duan Ming carefully took out the middle-aged man's head and compared it with Duguyuan's body. They found a perfect match.
"Sure enough, this is Duguyuan's head." Duan Ming nodded.
"Did you get this in the ghost market?" Xing Qianqiu looked at Xu Shizhong.
"That's right." Duan Ming nodded.
Xu Shizhong then told Xing Qianqiu about his previous experience, and Xing Qianqiu remained silent for a long time.
"I'm telling you, Lao Xing! This is the money paid by the Mirror Division! It's not my money!" Duan Ming suddenly said: "If you dare to put this account on my head again, I will never end it with you."
"Okay." Xing Qianqiu nodded.
After hearing Xing Qianqiu's words, Duan Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
Duan Ming then began to examine Dugu Yuan's head carefully, hoping to see if he could find any clues from it.
The severed end of Duguyuan's head is also smooth and flat. The skin at the front is slightly rolled inward, while the skin at the back feels a little turned outward.
"Sure enough." Duan Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.
Duan Ming then turned on the dim light and carefully examined Dugu Yuan's nostrils and mouth, and soon found a small spot on the back of Dugu Yuan's neck, which seemed to have been pierced by a needle.
"Old Xu, take out Xu Hansan's head." Duan Ming put down Duguyuan's head and said to Xu Shizhong.
"Yeah." Xu Shizhong hurriedly handed the dried Xu Hansan's head to Duan Ming.
Duan Ming inspected it carefully and found that Xu Hansan's head was very similar to Duguyuan's, except that the edges of Xu Hansan's broken end had been soaked and damaged, and were far less smooth than Xu Hansan's.
"I already know how Xu Hansan and Duguyuan died." Duan Ming put down Xu Hansan's head and said to Xing Qianqiu.
"This should be a special tool, as thin as steel wire and as sharp as a blade." Duan Ming said, "In this way, you only need to find the right position to cut off a person's head directly."
"Such a weapon is unheard of." Xing Qianqiu said solemnly.
"I once saw a weapon called a blood droplet in an ancient book." Duan Ming said: "This weapon looks like a hood with a sharp blade inside. As long as it hits someone,
With a slight pull on the head, the sharp blade will stab out and the person's head can be taken directly."
"There is also a weapon called Coiled Dragon Silk, which cuts gold and breaks bones, as if it were nothing."
"If I guess correctly, the thing that killed Xu Hansan and Duguyuan was the fusion of the two!"
