After being woken up, Ma Xiaoling opened her eyes sleepily and looked at Wan Qi, and asked drowsily.
"What's wrong? The Fox Clan didn't come today, maybe they will come tomorrow!
It’s true that after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, you are not allowed to become a spirit! Isn’t there still a demon world?”
Hearing Ma Xiaoling's question, Wan Qi looked at her with a half-smile.
"I said, have you forgotten what our director is doing this time?
I was also a participant in the arrangement of the barriers between the two realms of human beings! It was not easy to sneak in a few little demons, but you still wanted to run back and forth between the two realms?
With this strength, the barrier has been torn down by them many times!
So I was wrong. This incident should have nothing to do with the fox demon clan!
So Ma Xiaoling, go back now and take Danaiko to do a back tune for Zhang Yuanming!
Remember to be fast! You know the specific method!"
After saying this, Wan Qi waved his hand, indicating that Ma Xiaoling could hurry back to work in the bureau.
After looking at Ma Xiaoling who looked unhappy and listless, Uncle Ying asked.
"Master, since you are not a fox clan, what are you going to do next?"
Wan Qi took a puff of cigarette and tapped the fingers of his left hand on the table several times unconsciously.
"Since it has nothing to do with the Fox Clan, then the problem may lie in the place where Xiaoyue disappeared!"
After hearing Wan Qi's words, Uncle Ying fell silent, and after a while he sighed and said.
"If this is the case, it will be a big project!"
The sun rose high in the sky, and the early morning sunlight shone into Zhang Yuanming's house.
Pushing open the door, Zhang Yuanming stretched and walked out. He was obviously stunned when he found that there were only Wan Qi and Uncle Ying in the living room.
"Ma Xiaoling has something going on, I asked her to go back to the bureau!"
Seeing Zhang Yuanming's expression, Wan Qi nodded with a smile and explained.
"Oh! So that's it! By the way, Mr. Wan Qi, what do you want to have for breakfast?
I’ll buy it for you right now!”
After hearing Wan Qi's explanation, Zhang Yuanming nodded in understanding and found himself a coat.
"No need! Mr. Zhang! That's it. First tell me the birth dates of you and your girlfriend Xiaoyue!"
I suspect that our previous inferences were too hasty and there were mistakes, so we are going to go back and conduct another investigation!"
After Wan Qi put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray, he said to Zhang Yuanming seriously.
I don't see anything that he is embarrassed about because he made mistakes in his work.
After Zhang Yuanming heard Wan Qi's words, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Mr. Wan Qi, what you mean is that Xiao Yue is not a fox demon! Great! This is my ID card number. I can't remember Xiao Yue's number, so I can only give you the date of birth!"
As he spoke, Zhang Yuanming found a piece of white paper and started writing on it.
Wan Qi and Uncle Ying returned to the Special Incident Investigation Bureau with the birth dates of the two people written on them by Zhang Yuanming.
"I'll go! Boss! What do you want to do? You even moved the city planning map from twenty years ago!"
The bald Yuanji, holding an ice pack in his left hand to apply the black eye on his right eye, pushed open the office door and was shocked by the scene inside.
The office was originally relatively large, but now all the desks and chairs have been moved aside.
The office is hung up and down with many planning maps of the city.
Wan Qi was squatting on the ground, looking up at the maps and sketching on a piece of white paper on the ground.
"The young master was at the client's house and figured out that this matter was not caused by the Fox clan!
So he wanted to combine the feng shui changes in the city in the past twenty years through the birth dates of the client and his missing girlfriend.
After sorting out the common points or data, let’s try to figure out the reason why the girl disappeared!”
Uncle Ying waved his hand to stop Yuan Si from yelling and explained to him what Wan Qi was doing now.
"Oh! The boss actually knows Taoist physiognomy! Why didn't I know? Doesn't he always believe in using his strength to create miracles when he encounters problems?"
After listening to Uncle Ying's explanation, Yuan Si looked even more surprised. He looked at Wan Qi who was writing and drawing with admiration, his eyes full of little stars.
"The young master has experienced so many things that he often clears out some memories that he feels are dispensable.
So you may think that sometimes he does things recklessly!"
Regarding what Yuan Si said, Uncle Ying shook his head, smiled and looked at Wan Qi who was immersed in the deduction and said to Yuan Si.
"Then what if the boss erases the memory he needs?"
Motoji continued, asking like a curious baby.
"This is also the origin of those records of anecdotes in the archives! Once he finds out that something is wrong, he can read it again and get back that memory!"
Uncle Ying glanced at Yuan Si and said calmly.
However, Uncle Ying's words made Yuan Si dumbfounded. He could not imagine that the record of all kinds of anecdotes occupied six large bookcases in the archives room.
It turned out to be a memoir written by Wan Qi!
Yuan Si still remembers the first Wanxiang Anecdote he saw, and it was written about the story of the ancient witch clan!
This was the first time Yuanji knew that the team leader in front of him, who looked less than thirty, turned out to be not only powerful, but also terrifyingly old.
"Eh? Strange! No matter how I calculate it, there is nothing wrong with this place!
And if Zhang Yuanming didn’t remember the girl’s birth date incorrectly, this little girl should have been dead for at least seven years!”
Wan Qi threw aside the pen that had no ink in his hand, patted his already numb thigh and stood up.
After lighting up a cigarette, Wan Qi saw Yuan Si looking at him blankly.
"What's wrong with this guy? Is he possessed by an evil spirit? It doesn't look like it! Are there any evil spirits here that dare to come here?"
Wan Qi scratched his head and asked Uncle Ying curiously.
"I don't know! It's been like this ever since he found out that Wanxiang Anecdote is your memoir!"
Uncle Ying shrugged and gave Wan Qi a look that he didn't understand.
"Boss...Boss! Have you figured out anything?"
Yuan Si, who finally came to his senses, showed a flattering smile on his face and asked in a flattering manner.
"No! No matter how you calculate it! There is no problem with that place! Although the Feng Shui and the earth's veins have changed a little in the past twenty years, there have not been any big changes!
Maybe I still have to go and take a look on the spot, maybe I’ll find something!”
Wan Qi answered Yuan Si's question with a disappointed look on his face. It was obvious that he also began to question his ability in physiognomy.
"Actually, what I want to say is, boss! Have you discovered that the day when Xiao Yue disappeared was actually the half of July, which is the Ghost Festival!"
Looking at Wan Qi, Yuan Si licked his lips and carefully stated his findings.
"July and a half! The door to hell is open! Catch the substitute!"
Just as Yuan Si finished speaking, Wan Qi and Uncle Ying looked at each other and said in unison.