Suddenly, a buzzing sound followed Ling Fan's ears. This buzzing feeling directly touched the tight string in Ling Fan's mind. Yes, that's right, that's the feeling, this buzzing.
What exactly is the buzzing sound? Ling Fan compared the source of the buzzing sound again and again in his mind...
The buzzing sound became clearer and clearer, gradually spreading in Ling Fan's mind... In an instant, Ling Fan suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head and looked upward, but there was nothing above his head, only a ceiling fan.
It was rotating rapidly on the ceiling.
A proud smile appeared on the corner of Ling Fan's mouth, and Ling Fan stood up from the ground with a smile, walked to the window and looked at the rain falling outside.
The cool wind came in through the cracks in the window. Ling Fan couldn't help but fold his arms in front of his chest and trembled: "It's so cold, haha, it rained for a really long time tonight."
Gu Rufeng looked unhappy and said: "Boy Ling, what are you thinking about? Quickly find the key to the treasure. Isn't it the purpose of our coming?!"
Ling Fan seemed not to have heard what Gu Rufeng said, looking at Qiao Ling sitting on the bed, he raised his finger and pointed at the ceiling fan above his head and said with a smile: "It's so cold now, why are you still turning on the ceiling fan?
"
As soon as Ling Fan said these words, everyone present noticed that the ceiling fan in the original room was still on, and a chill suddenly hit everyone. The one with the ugliest face was Qiao Ling. Qiao Ling's beautiful eyes were horrified at this moment.
Staring at Ling Fan, he looked at the ceiling with a guilty conscience.
Among the people, the one with the quickest reaction was Tian Yu who acted the fastest. Tian Yu suddenly understood what Ling Fan meant and hurriedly reached out and turned the switch of the ceiling fan on the wall to zero. The speed of the ceiling fan became slower and slower.
Everyone's eyes were focused on it. Sure enough, there was something faintly black and wrapped with transparent tape on the back of the fan blade. No wonder there was no air conditioner in such a luxurious room. Instead, a ceiling fan was hung. What's even more strange is that the ceiling fan was actually there.
It was raining so coolly and it was still rotating rapidly late at night. This was the source of Ling Fan's feeling of something wrong just now.
With a squeaking sound, the fan blade finally stopped. Sure enough, there was indeed something on it, something black.
"I think that is your murder tool, right?" Ling Fan pointed at the black object on the ceiling fan and said calmly.
Qiao Ling's face was extremely shocked at this time. She stared closely at the young man who was only twenty years old in front of her. She never thought that Ling Fan's observation and sixth sense were so strong.
In an instant, he found what he had hung on the ceiling fan. It seemed that everything was God's will.
Qiao Ling lowered her proud head again, and with a soft click sound, a cold feeling spread along her wrist to Qiao Ling's whole body. Although she had dreamed of this scene many times in her dreams,
But I never thought that the dream would one day become reality...
The rain outside the window was still pouring, as if it had no intention of stopping. A line of rainwater flowed down against the window, blocking the bright light in the living room.
Fortunately, we returned to Hit's headquarters alive again, but at this time, the living room was quiet as if there was no one there, but there were several people sitting on the sofa, but everyone's eyes were fixed on something placed on the coffee table.
, very strange.
"Wow, brother Ling Fan, what on earth is this black thing?!" The little girl Lin Xinyan was also attracted by this thing on the coffee table. She kept staring at it with her big watery eyes.
But the more she looked, the more confused she became, and the more she looked, the more frightened she became.
Suddenly, the little girl screamed and threw herself into Ling Fan's arms, pointing at something on the coffee table and shouting tremblingly: "That thing is so scary... It looks like the severed limbs of a monster's mummy!"
Gu Rufeng glared at the little girl strangely and said: "Girl, I don't know why, don't talk nonsense. This thing is the key to unlocking a treasure! It's not a mummy!"
With the warm and soft body, the scent of daughter coming to his nostrils, Ling Fan was still a little embarrassed when facing this kitten that suddenly jumped into his arms. It wasn't that he didn't want it, it was just that the timing was wrong. The boss was sitting opposite him.
Now I don't dare to look into Fang Yi's eyes, for fear that I will encounter two murderous looks.
Fortunately, Ling Fan's sixth sense told him that Fang Yi was also attracted by the things on the coffee table at this time and did not notice what just happened. However, it did not mean that others did not notice. Obviously, from the sky
Two cold looks were shot in Yu's direction. Before Tian Yu could show off her power, Ling Fan sadly pushed Xin Yan onto her sofa.
"So the culprit in this case is the girl named Qiao Ling?" Fang Yi took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, blew out a long circle of smoke, looked at Ling Fan and said with a smile.
"Well, that's her, a woman who is willing to sacrifice the love of others in order to gain love." Ling Fan seemed to sigh with regret.
"Ling Fan, how did you suspect her?!" Tian Yu still looked confused, which was very cute.
Ling Fan smiled and took out the sketch from his arms and said with a smile: "Thanks to the boss for this. It's not his guiding light. I don't think I will notice it. Everyone should understand that human beings are divided into
There are countless families, and each family has its own unique characteristics. The probability of similarity in such characteristics between people of the same blood is quite high.
When I saw this picture for the first time, I just felt that it looked familiar. Maybe my subconscious had started to tell me that the owner of that picture was beside me, but I didn't seriously think about it.
It was only when Wu Sidong died that I carefully observed the sketch. However, at that moment, I discovered that the ears of the middle-aged man in the picture were very similar to Qiao Ling's ears.
were similar, so at that time I speculated that Qiao Ling might be related to the man in the picture, and the man in the picture was the mysterious missing village head of Yujia Village that the boss asked someone to describe, so I further speculated boldly.
, maybe Qiao Ling may be the granddaughter of the village chief who committed four murders in Yujia Village, because from the moment the murders occurred, she and the village chief disappeared together, disappearing like air. I think they may be living in seclusion in
Qingshan City.
Of course, in order to eliminate all possible factors, I asked Sister Zhen to investigate the family relationship between Liu Ziyang and Qiao Ling to determine whether my reasoning was correct. Therefore, the successful detection of this case was thanks to Sister Zhen’s
We're on the phone." Ling Fan said and expressed his sincere thanks to Chen Yuzhen.
"Haha, what's the matter? I just ran errands for Ling Fan, but I did learn some useful information from these errands!" Chen Yuzhen said with a smile: "When Ling Fan told me that he had
When I found out who the murderer was, I was really shocked by him. However, he did not directly tell me who the murderer was. Instead, he asked me to take the sketch to Qiao Ling's house and ask tentatively.
Sure enough, when I brought the sketch to Qiao's house, an old woman from Qiao's family immediately recognized that the man in the picture was Mr. Qiao in his youth. Unfortunately, she told me that Mr. Qiao was there.
He passed away a year ago, so I did not investigate the Yujiacun massacre clearly, but I also learned interesting things from the old woman's words.
The old woman told me that she had been a servant in the Qiao family for a long time. Mr. Qiao was a violent but not bad person. Although he always yelled at others, he had never hit anyone.
Moreover, Mr. Qiao still has advantages, that is, he loves Qiao Ling very much and treats him as a treasure in his hand. As long as Qiao Ling needs it, Mr. Qiao will try his best to satisfy Qiao Ling. But what is unexpected is that Mr. Qiao once cruelly
He slapped Qiao Ling on the ground, and the scene at that time was very terrifying.
I asked the old woman what happened at that time. She hesitated for a long time and didn't say anything. However, after my repeated questioning, she finally told what happened that day intermittently: "It turned out that that day, Qiao Ling was playful.
She took an unknown black object from Master Qiao’s room and was playing with a crested dog. By accident, Xiao Qiao Ling smashed the black object onto the crested dog’s head, and then
Little Qiao Ling's terrible cry was heard, and Mr. Qiao and I ran out of the room immediately, fearing that something might happen to Little Qiao Ling.
But when I saw the scene at the scene, I was completely frightened, because I saw that the sharp angles of the top of the black thing, which looked like five curved eagle talons, had penetrated deeply into the top of the crested dog's head.
In an instant, only a layer of dog skin was left on the crested dog's fat and fluffy head. Mr. Qiao's eyes almost turned a terrifying red at that time. He stepped forward and grabbed little Qiao Ling and gave her a hard slap on the ear.
I slapped her and told her not to touch that kind of thing again. Then Mr. Qiao pushed Xiao Qiao Ling into my arms, grabbed the black thing and rushed to his room.
Little Qiao Ling was so frightened that she cried non-stop, but when the old man slapped him on the ear, her whole little face was frightened. Later, people said that little Qiao Ling was knocked out of her soul by Mr. Qiao, so Mr. Qiao invited
Knowing the famous Onmyoji, I called back Xiao Qiao Ling's soul, so that things calmed down. However, Master Qiao also came to me in private afterwards. He told me not to tell others what happened that day, and he
Will pay me twice as much.'"
"It seems that the murder in Yujia Village was indeed committed by the village chief. In order to protect the village from destruction, he killed the fake Zhizhi with this strange thing, and then he took himself with him
His little granddaughter fled to Qingshan City, far away from Nanyang City, and probably changed her surname to Yu Weiqiao." Fang Yi exhaled a circle of smoke.