After a night of tossing, the most unlucky person of course was Ling Fan. There was still a bruise on his neck. When he came back to sleep in the middle of the night, he didn't dare to twist his neck. It hurt when he twisted it, and he even had nightmares.
He dreamed that the woman in the attic climbed up to his bed again and pinched him, which frightened him into a cold sweat.
"Uh... Brother Hong, do you think my neck is going to be broken?" The first thing Ling Fan did when he got up from bed the next day was to ask Hong Feng how his neck was doing, whether it had become swollen or anything.
Hong Feng didn't have time to talk to Ling Fan, so he just said casually: "It's okay, it's just a green snake coiled up."
"Ah?!" This sentence frightened Ling Fan. He quickly grabbed his neck with both hands, but found nothing. Then he thought that the green snake in Hong Feng's mouth was referring to the green snake on his neck.
Strangulation marks.
"Senior Brother Hong, do you know that scaring people can scare them to death?" Ling Fan said angrily, but found that something was wrong with Hong Feng's face. He frowned slightly and gently pressed his chest with his hands. Ling Fan felt a little
He asked strangely: "Senior Brother Hong, what are you doing? What's wrong with your chest?"
Hong Feng looked up at Ling Fan and looked outside the door. When he saw no one was there, he whispered: "Hey, have you been kicked and beaten by Tian Yu often before?"
Ling Fan nodded and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, okay, let's go out." Hong Feng laughed quickly and pushed Ling Fan out of the guest room. He looked at Ling Fan's back, and then secretly touched his chest. Good guy,
The kick from Tian Yu last night was really harsh. Even now, my chest still hurts. I don't know if the kick hurt my internal organs or ribs. But how come Ling Fan, who was beaten by Tian Yu every day, was fine at all?
Hong Feng looked at Ling Fan with some confusion. Was it his physical fitness that was better, or his... or his abilities were already superior to Tian Yu's, but then he heard Ling Fan oops, and then he slipped on the corridor floor.
He fell to the ground. This sight immediately dispelled Hong Feng's second thought, how could this guy have better skills than Tian Yu? He didn't believe it if he could be beaten to death. Thinking of this, Hong Feng shook his head and followed.
Although I came to St. Sim's Church to inquire about the mysterious package, and although I learned more or less about it, I still did not thoroughly investigate the truth about the package. Moreover, the old priest at that time has passed away, and he is the only one who knows the secret of the package.
People have died, and it seems that the case has reached a dead end, but no one has given up, and Ling Fan still wants to dig out something from Saint Sim's Church, such as that neurotic woman, who he always feels
The woman is not as simple as Father Zhang said. She must be closely related to this case. As for the connection, it is hard to say. Anyway, Ling Fan will never let go of this line.
Ling Fan told the other three people his thoughts, and all three agreed with Ling Fan's point of view. There were indeed many doubts about the mysterious foreign woman. Later, Ling Fan found Father Zhang and hoped that Father Zhang would let him meet the man in prison.
The woman in the attic is okay even if she just talks for a few words.
"No!" Father Zhang rejected Ling Fan's request without thinking.
"Father, I really have something to ask that foreign woman. For the sake of the Lord, please let me go and see her." Ling Fan pleaded.
Father Zhang still looked non-negotiable and said: "I won't do it if I say no. That woman is extremely dangerous. Didn't you try her power last night?!"
Ling Fan said with a smile: "Of course I have learned the lesson. That is why I am the only one who will go. They will not go. Father, please help me. I would like to thank you on behalf of the broad masses of the people."
"That Ling Fan, this is Hong Kong, hey, the things done in the Mainland won't work here." Xiao Yu came over and reminded in a low voice.
Ling Fan frowned slightly and immediately changed his words: "Father, on behalf of the Hong Kong government and all the people of Hong Kong, I ask you to make some contribution to the prosperity and stability of society, because we think that the foreign woman who was locked up by you in the attic is with us.
The several murder cases investigated are closely related, and I also tell you that your behavior of imprisoning the woman is illegal detention, hey, you know the result." At the end, Ling Fan could be said to be a naked threat.
Seeing that Ling Fan had made up his mind, Father Zhang had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, since you are not afraid of her, then I will take you to see her. But what she is afraid of is the crowd, so she can only follow
How about I go up there?"
"Okay, no problem." Ling Fan smiled as if nothing had happened.
"Ling Fan!" Tian Yu looked at Ling Fan and shouted.
"It's okay, I know what I'm doing." Ling Fan turned around and made an OK gesture towards Tian Yu.
"Okay, now that you are ready, come with me."
Ling Fan followed Father Zhang out of the room alone. Just as he disappeared beside the guest door, Tian Yu suddenly saw a strange smile inadvertently curling up at the corner of Ling Fan's mouth. It was an evil sneer.
This made Tian Yu immediately suspicious. She knew Ling Fan best. Although Ling Fan always smiled mischievously sometimes, that mischievous smile was a naughty smile, but the one that appeared at the corner of his mouth just now was evil and cold.
This smile is definitely not Ling Fan's, definitely not.
The corridor on the third floor seemed a little dark even in broad daylight, perhaps because the sun couldn't shine here. At this time, half of Ling Fan's face was covered by darkness and half was exposed to the sun, which looked a little weird. Zhang
The priest walked in front and said: "Well, you have to be careful when you walk away. Be careful not to stimulate her too much and don't mention fire-like things. Remember that?"
"I know, Father, thank you for your concern." Ling Fan stood behind Father Zhang and said with a cold smile. The contrast between light and dark was so great that the expression on Ling Fan's face could not be clearly seen clearly.
"Click"
After a crisp sound, the door of the attic was opened by the priest. Immediately the light in the corridor was reflected into the attic. Ling Fan followed the priest and walked in. The space in the attic was not too big, only a few dozen square meters in size.
In the innermost corner of the attic, a woman wearing white clothes was curled up and hiding there, looking straight at Ling Fan.
"Okay, you can ask her inside. I'll go out first to prevent anyone from disturbing me, but you must remember what I said, don't mention that kind of thing, and inform me immediately if there is any danger.
"Father Zhang said and walked out of the attic, still giving instructions to Ling Fan with some worry.
"Father, I understand. I will not be in danger. Please leave first." Ling Fan did not turn around to look at the priest, but turned his back to the priest and said impatiently, and his voice sounded like
It was a little cold, but the priest didn't notice it, and then he slowly closed the attic door.
The woman huddled in the attic stared at Ling Fan closely. Suddenly her face became extremely panicked, her body kept trembling, and she shouted in English in horror: "Who are you?! Who the hell are you?!
"
Ling Fan slowly raised his head, with an evil and cold smile on his lips. Then he slowly took out a lighter from his pocket, and with a bang, orange flames immediately spurted out, engulfing him.
His face turned red.
"It's you! It's you again!" The blue eyes of the woman in white were already full of fear, "Don't burn me to death! Don't burn me to death!"
"Hahahaha——" Ling Fan suddenly burst out into a terrifying laughter. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe that such terrifying laughter actually came from Ling Fan's mouth.
Suddenly, the terrifying laughter suddenly stopped, and Ling Fan's face became extremely ferocious. He suddenly opened the door of the mobile phone in his hand, and with a roar, a foot-long flame spurted out. He sprayed the flame
Touching the side of the woman in white, he smiled evilly and cruelly: "How did you burn me to death back then? How about it, are you scared?! Hahahaha!!"
"No! No! Don't burn me to death!" The woman in white begged, holding her head tightly.
"No! You actually said no! Of course, why don't you when you are going to burn me to death!" Ling Fan suddenly grabbed the messy hair of the woman in white and shouted, his eyes seemed to be spitting out fire, and the red flames from the lighter were
A few strands of the woman's hair touched each other, and then they burned together with a chirp, and a strange smell came out of the attic...
The drawing room of Saint-Syme's Church.
Hong Feng and Xiao Yu were sitting on the sofa, constantly staring at the pretty figure walking back and forth in front of them, like a moving scenery, with casually tied ponytails, gorgeous faces, light green chiffon shirts and neatly fitted clothes.
Cowboy, all of these add up to Tian Yu, but at this time Tian Yu kept walking in the living room, with a look of confusion on her beautiful face.
"Tianyu, don't walk around. It makes me dizzy. Please sit down and rest." Xiao Yu couldn't stand it anymore and advised.
"No, no, no, something is very wrong!" Tian Yu frowned, suddenly stopped, snapped her fingers, and said to herself with her thin, sexy lips.
"Tianyu, what are you talking about? Why is Ling Fan in danger?" Xiao Yu was even more puzzled.
Tian Yu ignored Xiao Yu, but looked at Hong Feng, her beautiful eyes showing a stern look at this moment, and said: "Brother Hong, do you still remember the number of rags Ling Fan threw on the ground when we were at the zoo?
"
Hong Feng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Tian Yu to ask this question suddenly, and replied: "Of course I remember, one piece. I collected it all in the evidence bag. Are there any questions?"
Tian Yu stared at Hong Feng and said coldly: "No, there is another piece. There is also a rag on Ling Fan's body!"