After leaving the garage, the escort vehicle drove straight back to our hotel. Along the way, no one said a word. It was not until we were almost at the hotel that Manager Lei said, "I probably won't be able to return to Donghai today. Let's move freely on your own."
, you can also go out for a walk."
Manager Lei's words brought a little life to us who were silent.
After all, according to the original plan, we are leaving Hong Kong today. It is a rare opportunity to come here, but we don’t even have a chance to go out for a walk. It is a bit of a pity for us. Now because of this sudden accident, we have been given an outing.
Opportunities to play.
Some people's minds suddenly became active again.
After arriving at the hotel, everyone went back to take a short rest. Immediately, someone knocked on the room door one by one, looking for someone to go shopping.
After asking one by one, except for the captain Wang Daquan who wanted to go out to change the flight for Boss Lei, the rest of the security team chose to go out for a walk, and I was no exception.
Hong Kong is so big, and it was our first time here. There was no one to guide us, so we just walked around casually, just to broaden our horizons and pass the time. After all, we are all big men, and few of us really have the skills.
In the mood to go shopping.
When we were wandering around, we all had a tacit understanding not to mention what happened in the morning, for fear of spoiling everyone's mood if we spoke out. After all, even Jiang Kai and the others who had retired from the army,
I have rarely seen such a horrific way of death.
We walked around outside all afternoon and had dinner at a tea restaurant. Seeing that it was getting late, we hurried back towards the hotel.
On the way back, Jiang Kai was still complaining that Hong Kong people ate too lightly. Even though he had already had dinner, there was no taste in his mouth at all. What this guy likes to eat most on weekdays is some heavy-flavored barbecue, but the huge one
In Hong Kong, we walked all afternoon but didn't even see a barbecue stall. This made him very dissatisfied. He kept shouting that he would find a barbecue stall and eat dozens of mutton skewers when he went back.
In the middle of his words, Jiang Kai suddenly closed his mouth and stared at a newsstand on the roadside, standing there motionless, like a wood carving and clay sculpture.
The few of us were a little curious and just wanted to get together, but Jiang Kai took out the money and bought a newspaper directly and came back, concentrating on the contents of the newspaper.
I saw that he was fascinated by what he was reading, and I thought it was some pornographic tabloid. When I went over to take a look, I found that it was an entertainment gossip newspaper. I couldn't understand the Cantonese on it, but I recognized one of the photos. It was us.
The underground garage I visited this morning!
"Old Jiang!" I patted Jiang Kai's shoulder, "What is written in this newspaper? Did you read it so carefully?"
Jiang Kai turned around, and I could see that his face looked a little uncomfortable: "Sijiu, did we hit a ghost?"
Colliding with ghosts? Why did you mention ghosts?
Others also came over, seven grown men huddled together and read the small newspaper. One of the colleagues who spoke Cantonese also made a temporary guest appearance as the news spokesperson.
Speaking of which, reporters in Hong Kong are indeed very powerful. Except for the scene I witnessed with my own eyes in the morning, these reporters were able to find out the specific situation inside the museum in less than a day.
What was described in that newspaper was the specific content of this murder.
This report not only vividly and vividly described the tragic situation of the two deceased persons in detail, but also analyzed the suspicious points of the case in a realistic manner.
It is written above that although the police currently claim that the case may have been caused by the two deceased being attacked by thieves who broke into the collection, this reason cannot explain the death of the two deceased.
The heads of the two deceased people were torn off, but this was simply not something that could be done by humans. The newspaper said that even the strongest Hercules in the world would have difficulty doing this.
And in addition to this, there is another problem, that is, in order to unscrew a person's head from the body, the person's body must be fixed first. But on the bodies of the two deceased people, the police found that in addition to the wounds on their necks,
, but found no trace of trauma or that the body had been fixed by something.
Since it is impossible to do this manually, how did the two security guards die? There is only one answer, and that is that the two of them met ghosts!
When I heard the word "hit ghost", my back lit up, and a line of cold sweat suddenly slid down my forehead to my nostrils, and then another one.
I panicked and said, "It's impossible. Where can there be ghosts in this world?"
The others glanced at me, although they didn't refute out loud. But I could see that the expressions on their faces were a bit dubious.
They have all served as soldiers. Although they may not have killed anyone, they have systematically learned how to kill people. Naturally, they are different from me, a dabbler like me who has become a monk halfway. They know very well that what the newspaper says does have some truth. With only a mere manpower,
It's absolutely impossible to kill two security guards in that way.
The content in the newspaper has not yet been finished. In addition to the previous analysis, this tabloid seemed to be afraid that others would not believe that this matter was the work of ghosts, and even reproduced the analysis of several masters.
These masters are either Feng Shui masters or fortune-tellers. They speculated randomly on Feng Shui, numerology, Five Elements and Bagua, Yin and Yang divination, but the final conclusion they reached was that this murder was not a man-made disaster, but a man-made disaster.
It’s ghosts and gods causing trouble!
After finishing reading the newspaper, others wanted to grab it and continue reading, but Jiang Kai tore the newspaper into pieces and muttered: "Here's nonsense! Feudal superstition!"
I looked at the shredded newspapers thrown on the ground, but the terrifying head I saw during the day emerged in my mind: "Old Jiang, how did you say those two people died? Were they killed, or what?
Dead?"
"I said 49, do you really believe what is written in this newspaper? This kind of tabloid likes to write random things to attract people's attention. Not to mention ghosts, they also say that there are aliens in the world. Do you believe it?"
Jiang Kai looked at me very dissatisfied, but I felt that he deliberately eliminated me to embolden himself.
So I retorted: "If you don't believe it, why do you still want to buy this newspaper?"
Jiang Kai said firmly: "I wanted to see the progress of the police investigation! Confirm when we can go back!"
On the way back, no one spoke anymore. Although Jiang Kai and the others didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, they could see that the vivid description in the newspaper had made them feel chilly.
Not to mention, when I heard the worship of ghosts and gods, the hallucination of the moving Buddha statue I accidentally saw that day popped up in my mind, and I had goosebumps all over the floor.
Are there really ghosts and gods in this world? I don’t know, but if it’s not explained this way, then what exactly killed those two people?
When they returned to the hotel, Wang Daquan and Manager Lei had also returned. Manager Lei had a tired look on his face. He had been accompanying Boss Li at the police station all afternoon, hoping to end this matter as soon as possible, but the police station
However, because the incident was classified as a heinous murder, they were firmly prohibited from moving anything at the scene of the incident.
What's even more unfortunate is that the police discovered several locked darkrooms in the library and asked Boss Li to help them open the darkrooms for inspection. I guess those darkrooms contained shady things, so Boss Li was at risk whether he was alive or dead.
Without agreeing to assist the police, the two sides have already reached a stalemate over this matter.
In the end, Manager Lei simply asked Wang Daquan to cancel the ticket. Firstly, because no one knew when the Buddha statue would be shipped away. Secondly, Boss Li had already agreed to Manager Lei’s request and specially assigned a private plane of his own.
The plane is waiting at the airport, ready to use that plane to transport things back as soon as there is news.
In other words, we may have to stay in Hong Kong for several days.
Nothing happened in the next few days. The police could not find any clues in the library, and there were no other accidents in the library. Manager Lei had asked us to stay in the hotel 24 hours a day, just to prepare for the police to let go.
Then he set off to transport the Buddha statue away.
This night, we had dinner early and went back to our room to rest.
I was bored, so I asked the hotel front desk for a newspaper and went back to my room to read it.
The newspaper was full of traditional Chinese characters, which made my head a little heavy to read, so I could only pass the time by looking at pictures casually.
At this time, I suddenly saw a photo of Boss Li in the corner, and I couldn't help but cheer up and take a closer look.
It turns out that during this period, due to the delay in finding the murderer, the rumors of Boss Li's collection being haunted have become more and more intense. Hong Kong people are superstitious to begin with, and the media did everything they could to attract attention, reporting this incident
The murder case was a big deal.
The report I read said that the reason why the two security guards had their heads twisted off was because the head of a bluestone Buddha statue of Sakyamuni from the Northern Wei Dynasty recently arrived in Boss Li's collection.
retribution.
The reporter who wrote this report said that he specifically interviewed an abbot from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple in Hong Kong. The abbot said that destroying the Buddha itself is a serious sin, and stealing the Buddha's head for money is even more sinful. The Buddha has lost his body.
In order to regain his body, he twisted off the heads of the two security guards and tried to press his head on their bodies.
In order to support this report, the reporter even falsely claimed that the Buddha head was hidden in a dark room that Boss Li refused to open.
After reading this report, I was shocked by the extraordinary power of those reporters. I didn't expect that they even found out about the darkroom, and I thought it was a bit ridiculous.
What retribution?
Not to mention whether Boss Li really has a Buddha head in his hand. In the past few years, I have seen many Buddha statues being bought and sold in auction houses, and I have never heard of anyone suffering retribution for this. And since the Buddha head does not exist,
If the person's body was broken, what was used to break the person's neck?
After reading this report, I felt that my eyelids were starting to fight, so I went to bed early to rest.
I don’t know how long I slept for, but in my daze, I was suddenly woken up.
When I got up and asked, I found out that it was Manager Lei who had brought a message, saying that the police had withdrawn and that Boss Li was taking people to the library. Let us prepare and pack our things quickly. In half an hour, the escort vehicle will arrive
Come here, we will take Boss Li's private jet back to the East China Sea directly with the Buddha statue.
"What time is it now? Don't you even have the patience to wait one more night?" I looked at the time and realized it was past midnight, so I muttered.
But I also understand that this is because Manager Lei and the others are afraid of long nights and dreams. We have wasted a lot of time for this Buddha statue, and the auction house has accumulated a lot of things. He really can't wait any longer.
After packing up our things, we came to the lobby, and the escort vehicle arrived just in time. A group of us saluted, got into the escort vehicle together with Manager Lei, and rushed towards the collection hall.
As soon as the car started, Manager Lei's cell phone rang suddenly. I heard the voice on the other end of the phone seemed a bit noisy. Manager Lei's face suddenly turned pale after hearing the voice on the other end.
He whispered a few words in Cantonese into the phone, which probably meant "I'll be there soon, don't move" and then hung up in a hurry.
Wang Daquan asked Manager Lei what was wrong, and he said with a livid face: "Another person died in the collection hall! And the way of death was exactly the same as last time!"
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