Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the bald middle-aged man became even more angry. He picked up a brick from the ground and threw it in the direction of Zhang Fan.
At the same time, he was still growling: "I'll kill you if I tell you to talk nonsense!"
Just when the brick was less than thirty centimeters away from Zhang Fan's head, Zhang Fan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the bald middle-aged man's arm. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the bald middle-aged man's body was hit hard.
Fell to the ground.
Zhang Fan understood the bald middle-aged man's mood, but it was impossible for Zhang Fan not to fight back, not to mention what he said was the truth. He told the bald middle-aged man the truth with good intentions.
"snort!"
The severe pain from his back made the bald middle-aged man groan, and at the same time, a look of pain appeared on his face.
"You said my son is dead? Did you kill my son?" After recovering for a while, the bald middle-aged man looked at the two and asked angrily.
"If we killed your son, why should I take the initiative to tell you that your son is dead?" Zhang Fan asked back.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the bald middle-aged man was slightly startled. This is indeed what happened.
The next moment, Li Yawen cooperated very well with Zhang Fan and showed his police ID card and said: "We are the police. We came here to investigate a case. We discovered this ring by accident."
Seeing Li Yawen showing his police officer ID, the bald middle-aged man calmed down a lot. The bald middle-aged man struggled to stand up, looked at Zhang Fan's body and asked: "Is what you just said true?
"
Zhang Fan nodded slightly.
"Didn't you just say that you haven't seen my son? Why are you saying that my son is dead now?" A trace of doubt appeared on the face of the bald middle-aged man.
"We are police from the special department of the Public Security Bureau. I practice divination. The reason why I know your son is dead is because I can see it from your face." Zhang Fan said bluntly.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the bald middle-aged man. Before Zhang Fan spoke, he mentally imagined several answers that Zhang Fan was going to give, but he really didn't expect that Zhang Fan would actually give him.
came up with this answer.
"Young man, just make fun of me. The Public Security Bureau is the Public Security Bureau. How can there be any special department?" The bald middle-aged man waved his hand indifferently. At the same time, he felt slightly relaxed.
It seems that Zhang Fan's answer just now is untenable as evidence of his son's death.
"Then do you believe there are evil ghosts and spirits in this world?" Zhang Fan asked.
"I believe this, and I have personally seen demons harming people." The bald middle-aged man said.
"Since there are these things, if there is no one to supervise them like the police, do you think the people will live so peacefully?" Zhang Fan asked, "Not only the people in the special department of the Public Security Bureau, but other Xuanmen people also have this responsibility
, but they have much greater freedom than the special departments.”
The bald middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Fan and nodded slightly. He felt that what Zhang Fan said was quite reasonable. If no one really restrained these spirits and evil spirits, if they wanted to harm
As for humans, it would cause chaos in the world.
Although what Zhang Fan said made sense, there was still a hint of suspicion in the eyes of the bald middle-aged man.
First of all, he was unwilling to admit, let alone accept that his son was dead. In addition, he did not believe in Zhang Fan's abilities.
Zhang Fan also saw the thoughts of the bald middle-aged man, and then said: "Your parents have passed away. In addition to a son, you also have a daughter. In addition, you almost died when you were 12 years old.
, I survived by luck.”
Zhang Fan explained everything he saw on the bald middle-aged man's face.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the bald middle-aged man was shocked, and then a look of horror appeared on his face.
Everyone in the neighborhood knew that his parents died, and everyone in the neighborhood also knew that he had a daughter.
But he almost died when he was 12 years old, and his neighbors didn't know that because he moved to Fenggu County after he was 30 years old, and his hometown is in the south.
"How come you know everything?" the bald middle-aged man said subconsciously, trembling.
"Do you believe me now?" Zhang Fan asked back.
The bald middle-aged man nodded numbly. It was okay if he didn't believe it. The facts were right in front of him. At the same time, his heart seemed to have been struck by thunder. Was his son really dead?
Then, the bald middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Fan eagerly: "Comrade police, you were kidding me just now, right? My son is not dead, right?"
"
Zhang Fan glanced at the bald middle-aged man, sighed slightly, and then said seriously: "What I just told was the truth, I didn't lie to you."
Seeing Zhang Fan answer his words so affirmatively, the bald middle-aged man's face instantly turned pale. His body could no longer lift any strength and fell to the ground. Then, he saw big tear marks.
It slipped down from the corner of his eyes, and immediately after, he saw him burst into tears.
Losing a child in old age is one of the most painful things in a person's life.
Zhang Fan and Li Yawen looked at each other and did not go up to dissuade the bald middle-aged man. After the bald middle-aged man cried for about 10 minutes, his mood calmed down a little, and then he wiped the tears on his face and woke up from the runny nose.
The next moment, he seemed to have thought of something. He quickly raised his head, looked at Zhang Fan and asked: "Comrade police, you can see from my face that my son is dead. You must also be able to tell who killed my son.
Please tell me who killed my son, and I will seek revenge on him!"
There was a murderous intent flashing through the eyes of the bald middle-aged man.
"The murderer of your son is an evil ghost. You have no ability to take revenge." Zhang Fan said.
In the position of the palace mistress of the bald middle-aged man's daughter, there is not only a black mark condensed, but also a dazzling red light shining around the darkness. It is obvious that the bald middle-aged man's son was killed by an evil spirit.
The sea spirit also has an evil spirit's right-hand man, and the vixen has been here again. Before Zhang Fan and Li Yawen came here, they made several guesses, and one of them was that the vixen was probably here.
I met an evil spirit here.
The moment he told the bald middle-aged man that his son was dead, Zhang Fan decided to investigate the case thoroughly. This was also the moment Zhang Fan came into contact with the bald middle-aged man and revealed that he was a police officer from the Supernatural Department of the Public Security Bureau.
The reason is that Zhang Fan's purpose is to gain the trust of the bald middle-aged man as quickly as possible so that he can intervene in the case as quickly as possible.
If the evil spirit that harms people is another right-hand man of the sea spirit, finding out the case will kill two birds with one stone. It will not only achieve their goal, but also avenge the bald middle-aged man.
If that evil ghost is not the right-hand man of the sea spirit, then he should punish the evil and promote the good, and avenge the bald middle-aged man. This is also the duty of people like them in Xuanmen.