Although he was very dissatisfied, Gao Ning decided not to argue with Uncle Feng because he had already obtained the certificate and could easily refine a gun into eighteen hundred pieces. In addition, for the sake of Uncle Feng's old face.
Putting the certificate away, Gao Ning looked around and said, "Why are you always in the morgue every time I see you?"
Uncle Feng's face was a little dark, and he refused to answer the question, choosing to get straight to the point: "There is an unexpected case, and no one in the bureau is taking it for the time being. In addition to issuing certificates, I asked you to come over, mainly to ask if you are interested?"
Gao Ning is really interested. Is Hong Kong Island such a mess?
Are there not enough senior police officers?
"What case?"
Uncle Feng took a folder from the shelf behind him and handed it directly to Gao Ning.
Gao Ning took it and looked through it at will.
"There is a suburban villa in the New Territories. Something has gone wrong recently. Several men and women who went camping have fallen into despair after returning home. The women have been feeling groggy all day long, and the men have become thinner and thinner day by day. I have seen their photos, and I initially suspected that it might be...
I met a pervert..."
"What?" Gao Ning's eyes widened.
Uncle Feng's temples were bulging, and he suppressed the desire to glare at others, and patiently explained: "Sexual ghost! Don't think too much, this is just a very common ghost. They usually die due to lust, gather resentment and regenerate.
When someone comes, they will pounce on them and suck in the yang energy.
Unlike ordinary ghosts, ordinary ghosts can only get sick once, and they will be fine after a while.
The lustful ghost but the ghost has a kind of charm, as long as it is sucked once, the person will taste the marrow and know the taste, and it will be sent to the door uncontrollably. "
Gao Ning let out a disappointed sigh, thinking it was really a pervert, but it turned out to be just a special kind of ghost.
He continued to look down at the photo.
There are very few textual descriptions in the file. In addition to the location description and exterior photos of the villa, there are more detailed records of the six victims.
For example, age, height, weight and home address, as well as a simple oral description.
It just seems a little unrealistic.
Even if Gao Ning is not a professional policeman, he can still tell that they seem to be hiding something.
There are two sets of photos, one full-body photo for each person, and one normal photo, no different from ordinary young men and women in their twenties.
On the other hand, everyone was as skinny as if they had smoked a lot, with sunken eyes and high cheekbones. They were obviously wearing the same clothes as in the photo, but they looked like they were wearing a sack. They looked very miserable.
Gao Ning was a little surprised. Is it so serious to hit a ghost?
"When was the photo taken?"
"About three days ago!" Uncle Feng replied: "But it was less than two weeks since they met the ghost. I did a simple visual inspection and found that each of them lost 40 kilograms in weight, and they are still declining.
Now that I have been sent to the hospital, my condition is better, but if I ignore it, I will still die!"
Gao Ning had no reaction.
Just die, you're not a plot character.
But then again, he was a bit like the ghosts in his impression. The Li couple he dealt with in Lyon last time were more unlucky than ghosts.
I was tortured and tortured by the master ghost hunter, and finally survived the torture.
I can't die even if I want to, so how can I be miserable?
Uncle Feng saw that he had finished reading and raised his hand to take the document back.
"Are you interested?"
"Yes!" Gao Ning snatched the file back again and said: "Leave this case to me. After all, I am also a senior inspector and I am responsible for the safety of the people of Hong Kong Island. There are no ghosts or anything like that.
Don’t be lenient!”
After saying this, Gao Ning said hello and disappeared with a long stride.
After a while, an old man in a white coat walked out of the morgue. The old man didn't have a hair on his head, his face was wrinkled, and he had a lot of eyebrows and beard. If he put on a cassock, he would be a qualified monk.
The old man walked to Uncle Feng, glanced at the corridor, shook his head, and said in an old voice: "I can't understand, I can't understand!"
"You don't understand either?"
"Look at what you said, even you can't understand it, let alone an old guy like me! But it's not surprising. Now that technology is so advanced, it's not surprising when Taoism is cracked and transformed into technological products.
And the Western cross and the six-pointed star are also messy things to us! It’s nothing if you don’t understand it, just accept it!” the old man said with a smile.
The corner of Uncle Feng's mouth twitched: "You can stand and talk without pain in your back. This is a factor of instability. If you can, come out and stare at him!"
"No, no! You don't know, I've been dead a long time ago, and I'm just trying to stay alive by the negative energy of the morgue. It won't be long before I have to get into the freezer, run to the sun, and use
In less than two days, he will be dried into a mummy!
If there is any trouble, you should handle it yourself!"
The old man shook his head vigorously, expressing his strong rejection.
"Forget it, are you here to see the body?"
"Yes, have you checked it? Is it a walking corpse?"
"Yes and no. In short, it is not orthodox. It is somewhat different from the evil ways. It always feels like it has a foreign smell. You will know when you come in and take a look for yourself!"
There was a trace of obvious disgust on the old man's face, as if he smelled something foul. He stretched out his hand to fan his nose, turned around and walked into the morgue.
Uncle Feng still couldn't keep up, so the two of them walked into the stopped time one after another, slowly blending into the darkness.
After coming out of Sham Shui Po Police Station, I looked at the file again in the car and found nothing unnecessary, so I threw it aside.
Gao Ning looked at his watch and saw that it was almost noon, so he decided to go to St. Petersburg Middle School first and make an appointment with Arun for dinner.
I raised my hand and made a phone call. Arun said she was not at school.
Because of what happened a few days ago, the school leaders decided to advance the autumn outing, using the trip to divert the attention of the students so that they would not have to come to school to talk about this gossip.
After all, no one is a fool. For students who have personally experienced the collapse of the teaching building, the Superman battle that day really happened.
The explanation given by the official was so ridiculous, and they made no secret of their intention to forcefully wash the land.
It also arouses students' curiosity and resistance. Teachers alone cannot control this aspect. Discipline can be emphasized, and if they are disobedient, they will be punished by standing on the playground for a week.
But with a mouth on someone's face, what's the difference between speaking softly and speaking loudly?
So the emergency travel plan unfolded.
So Arun and another teacher were sent out to contact travel agencies to choose a suitable place.
Gao Ning hung up the phone and shrugged helplessly.
There is no way, this is not my intention to spoil my concubine and destroy my wife, it is fate.
Gao Ning quickly changed direction and decided to go straight to Yuen Long to find Le Xiaoxiao.
I haven't seen her for several days and I really miss her.
