Gao Ming hesitated and asked, "The situation of that boy Lin Ping is different from that of that poor woman."
That woman with a birthmark on her face and running a half-closed business, her experience perfectly fits the characteristics of a series of strange things that have happened recently.
I looked in the mirror and lost my face.
That mirror shouldn't be a serious bronze mirror or made of something special.
This is in line with the nature of the demon's revenge.
Chen Yang guessed: "Brother Gao Ming, don't you think that woman is so pitiful? She shouldn't have to suffer this."
Gao Ming nodded blankly.
But, what does this matter?
Chen Yang sighed: "It's not surprising that such a poor woman has resentment after such a tragic incident.
It was already miserable, but your brother-in-law actually took her blood-soaked steamed buns and ate them, and even stole her first mirror..."
Chen Yang was a little speechless.
Gao Ming said weakly: "He is not my serious brother-in-law."
Shame on you!
Such a brother-in-law is dead.
If he was still alive, Gao Ming would have wished he could have lifted up the beam and be smashed to death again.
"That mirror... I'm afraid something is going to happen."
Chen Yang sighed, passed Gao Ming, and said directly to the policeman: "Go and find a famous painter in the city. You tell him to paint and give me a picture of what the mirror looks like."
The policeman was attracted by Chen Yang's momentum and nodded subconsciously. Then he felt something was wrong and looked at Gao Ming again.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you go do it."
Gao Ming roared angrily, spitting all over the arrester's face.
The policeman came out in a panic, and Gao Ming became anxious.
The worst happened.
"Sir, what should we do now?"
Gao Ming is a little numb.
His experience is of no use at this time.
Chen Yang frowned and said: "As for the mirror, just do what I just said. There is no need to invest too much energy for the time being."
"After the artist has finished the painting, just like Brother Gao Ming said before, post it. I hope the next person who picks it up can see it."
Seeing that everyone's faces were tensed, Chen Yang softened his tone and said, "The only good news is that although the strangeness of this mirror is strange, it is not that fatal.
Lin Ping, that's your brother-in-law's name, he lasted two or three days before he died."
Gao Ming repeated in a low voice: "He is not my serious brother-in-law."
Chen Yang waved his hand, indicating the same.
"Just do it."
"Put it aside for now and deal with it later, mainly the source."
"In the evening, I will go and meet it myself."
Gao Ming nodded in agreement, and then led a group of detectives to solemnly bow to thank Chen Yang, and then they all went out with a huff.
The yard became empty again.
The little cormorant squirmed around uneasily, not quite used to it.
"Sir, how about..."
Chen Yang waved his hand and interrupted firmly: "Don't even think about it."
What the little cormorant wants to say, Chen Yang can think of it with a hair.
He hung up the amulet for the little cormorant again and said softly: "Go back, I want to know the result, come back tomorrow."
"It's true, Hook."
The little cormorant raised its little fingers.
Chen Yang felt warm in his heart, knowing what she meant, and he also stretched out his little finger to hook her.
"It's settled, I'll wait for you at home tomorrow."
The little cormorant had no choice but to reluctantly leave.
Chen Yang did not practice Immortal Martial Arts or enter into meditation for the next whole day. Instead, he sat silently in the yard, flashing the stories he heard yesterday and today in his mind, and he developed a sense of resentment.