After the meal was over, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. After listening to Liao Wenjie and Uncle Feng talking about the big case for a long time, Zhou Xingxing was very motivated and refused to leave even if he said anything.
Until Liao Wenjie took out five thousand yuan.
Uncle Feng left the hotel and headed straight to the business district. Liao Wenjie drove to catch up and said he was on the way and could give him a ride.
"Ajie, you don't need to follow me so closely. Since I accepted your meeting gift, I naturally won't leave you alone."
Uncle Feng opened the door and got in the car. He had no objection to Liao Wenjie himself. In the past, it was better to do less than to do more, so he didn't want to see him. Now he is too short-handed to take advantage of others and doesn't bother to deal with things that are wrong.
"What Uncle Feng said was not a meeting gift. I said it at the time. It was purely meaningless." Liao Wenjie followed the address and drove towards his destination.
"But there is one thing I don't quite understand. You are different from me. You are not a policeman. Why are you obsessed with this case?" Uncle Feng asked, expressing his doubts.
"We, as practitioners, act on behalf of Heaven..."
"That's it."
Uncle Feng sat in the passenger seat, raised his hand and rubbed his temples. Since he couldn't tell the truth, he just accepted the lies as truth.
"Actually, it's like this. Wang Wanwan, who was killed by a killer, is as close to me as a brother. I can't just sit idly by and watch his death."
"I see."
Uncle Feng reluctantly accepted this reason. Looking at Liao Wenjie's style of speaking and doing things, and looking at Wang Wanwan's ridiculous way of death, it was reasonable for the two to call themselves brothers.
The sports car was parked in the shopping mall, and Liao Wenjie followed Uncle Feng straight to the gym on the second floor.
"Two days ago, I tracked down a female walking corpse. She had a boyfriend who worked as a trainer at this gym."
Uncle Feng explained that given his temperament, he should have investigated this gym a long time ago. He was attacked by a killer midway and implicated in the case of Wang Baiwan and Lin Dayue, so it has been delayed until now.
"Uncle Feng, you are the only one investigating the case and you don't deserve a partner or two by your side?"
Liao Wenjie looked around. Based on his understanding of Uncle Feng's face, he couldn't start the plot without teammates with funny and cheating attributes around him.
"There were originally two of them, but they were ordinary people. It was more convenient for me to move alone, so I found an excuse to get rid of them."
As he was talking, Uncle Feng discovered that the glass door of the gym required a password to open. He returned to the front office and showed his police officer ID.
It's useless, people won't accept this.
Snapped!
Liao Wenjie glanced at the business sign and snapped a shot of 10,000 yuan: "Why don't you just stand there and get two senior membership cards!"
Money opens the way, and the glass door slowly opens to allow two people to come and go freely.
As soon as the two of them walked to the door, several muscular coaches came over, each with a flattering smile and rubbing their hands together like flies.
"Young man, and this handsome uncle, I don't know what courses you two want to learn. If you start practicing from the basics, I'm a professional."
"Uncle, this is your first time to join the gym. I recommend you the quick entry class, which is guaranteed to help you build a perfect body within thirty days, and..." A fitness instructor came forward and whispered a few words in Uncle Feng's ear,
He raised his eyebrows and showed a look that every man knows.
"Let's all leave. It's not you who are looking for us. A friend recommended us to come here and said that there is a very powerful trainer in this gym called..."
Liao Wenjie fanned his gold card, like Wang Wanwan, and turned his head and said, "Uncle Feng, what is that coach's name? I don't remember it."
"Eddie."
"Yes, it's Ace. We're here to train with him."
Several coaches dispersed upon hearing this, and one of them raised his head and shouted, calling Eddie out of the lounge.
Eddie has big shoulders, a round waist, and a strong body. He wears a white vest. One arm alone is as thick as Liao Wenjie's thigh.
His face is just a bit square and he doesn't look very smart.
"Are you Ace?"
"No, I am Ai...yes, I am Ace."
Looking at the dangling gold card, Eddie decisively changed his name and said in a loud voice: "You two, your friends are very discerning. Let's talk about whether you plan to exercise or get in shape, so I can arrange courses for you."
"Actually, we're not here for fitness."
Uncle Feng took two steps forward and rubbed his fingertips: "My friend said you have the goods here, you know, so we came to find you."
"Sorry, I don't know what you are talking about."
Eddie frowned when he heard this and said honestly: "I'm just a fitness instructor. I do hard work and don't sell nutritional and health products."
"That's enough. We understand the rules. Heaven knows and earth knows that you know and that I know."
Liao Wenjie took out three thousand yuan and secretly put it into Eddie's hand: "Please hurry up, I can't wait any longer."
"..."
Eddie glanced at the small coin in his hand, hesitated for a few seconds, asked Liao Wenjie and Uncle Feng to wait, then turned and walked towards the locker room.
Uncle Feng glanced at him and followed Eddie three steps slowly, while Liao Wenjie looked around and finally walked towards the back door of the gym.
After standing at the back door for a while, Eddie ran over with his face covered in blood, followed by Uncle Feng who was not in a hurry.
Liao Wenjie shrugged, raised his foot, and tripped Eddie, who was panicking. The latter got up, without saying a harsh word, and just kept running.
Seeing that Uncle Feng was still taking his time, he didn't stop him anymore and watched Eddie run away.
"How to say?"
"It's not just Eddie, everyone in this gym has a problem."
Uncle Feng opened his shirt and stuffed a pack of white noodles into his pocket: "I will contact the police station and leave the matter to them. We will follow Eddie and find his home."
"You won't get lost, will you?"
"No, I marked him."
Talking to smart people and doing things is easy. The two left the gym through the back door, Liao Wenjie was responsible for driving, and Uncle Feng was on the phone giving directions.
…
The time came to nine o'clock in the evening, and the sports car stopped in front of a remote house.
"The situation is not right. Ace is not a minion. His boss has gone too far."
Liao Wenjie pointed at the center of his eyebrows, looking at the thick black fog floating over the house, frowning and saying: "The man-made corpse raising ground is very evil. If I guessed correctly, this should be the other party's lair."
I tracked down the previous family and went too far.
Liao Wenjie looked at the dark big house, his eyes filled with blue light, and he could see the courtyard clearly in the darkness.
Uncle Feng frowned and stood beside the car, raised his hand and pushed towards the door, pushing the two iron doors open easily.
"I didn't check too much. The other party took the initiative to invite us to visit."
Uncle Feng raised his foot and swept away the black soil under his feet, revealing the white lime. He said with a solemn expression: "Go in now. There must be a dragnet inside. But if you don't go in, it will be a small matter if you lose momentum. It will be difficult to catch the thief after he escapes.
.”
"I suggest calling someone!"
Liao Wenjie responded decisively. If he hesitated when something happened, it must be because he didn't have enough manpower. It would be different if there were more people. There was only one word in his mind.
hate!
If you fight to the death, whoever dares will be your grandson.
"That makes sense."
Uncle Feng nodded and glanced at the eldest brother in Liao Wenjie's arms.
"Uncle Feng, do you think it's okay for me to call Leon in this situation?"
Having promised that he would never use Lyon first, Liao Wenjie thought it was necessary to ask Uncle Feng for his opinion.
"this……"
When Uncle Feng heard Leon's name, his head hurt and he hesitated for a long time without saying anything.
Liao Wenjie took the opportunity to make a comment and gave a friendly reminder: "Uncle Feng, you must have a few friends in the association who have compatible temperaments. Why not call them and ask them to come and help out."
No, it's wrong to trick people.
Uncle Feng shook his head: "I can't do it. I only know where those people live, but I don't have any contact information. We don't use phones."
What age is it that we don’t even need telephones?
It was a bit fake, but Liao Wenjie couldn't expose it because Uncle Feng himself didn't have a big brother. After thinking about it, he decisively dialed Leon's number.
Ten seconds later, he dialed again, three times in a row, but gave up.
No signal.
It wouldn't be like this with Leon. As long as you tell him there is a signal, the power is full, and he can hit it with bricks.
"This is why my friends and I don't like to use technology products. Problems often occur." Uncle Feng said quietly.
"Then how do you contact me?"
"Flying pigeons delivering messages."
Got it, if you see a pigeon in the future, shoot it down.
Unable to get in touch with the outside world, the two of them stood at the door and stared at each other, thinking about leaving right away. They would get ready to come back tomorrow. The house would definitely be empty and not even a ghost, but they would go in so rashly...
Uncle Feng: Ajie is good at boxing and kicking, and his Taoist skills are weird. Even if there is danger, the two of us can handle it. We can find out.
Liao Wenjie: Uncle Feng is good at boxing and kicking, and his Taoist skills... You can tell by his face that he is not bad at all. Even if there is danger, he will not hold back when running away, so you can find out.
"Walk."
"Get in!"
The two looked at each other, nodded, stepped on the soft black soil, and strode into the house.
Squeak~
Bang!
The door behind them slammed shut, and the two of them didn't even look back, but instead quickened their pace.
Suddenly, traces of black air overflowed from the soil, and flickering ghost hands grabbed at the ankles of the two men.
"The heaven and earth are natural, the odor is dispersed, the cave is mysterious, and the Taiyuan is shining brightly."
The sound of Hong Yin passed by, the sound was like thunder, and the supreme law oppressed the ghosts. At the end of just sixteen words, the ghost hands everywhere were annihilated.
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Uncle Feng's eyes brightened and he became more confident. He crossed the courtyard in a few steps and stopped in front of the door of the big house.
"This is……"
He looked at the chrysanthemum emblem on the door, frowned and uttered a few words: "Neon Nine Chrysanthemums School."
"Jiuju's faction..."
Liao Wenjie read aloud as he seemed to be somewhat impressed by this situation.
"The Qimen Dunjia in the world originally originated from China. An extraordinary genius who cultivated both Buddhism and Taoism in the Central Plains founded a sect called Jiuju Holy Way. During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, China and Japan exchanged trade..."
"There are people who seek Taoism in Nihong, learn the secret technique of Jiuju, and found the Jiuju sect in Nihong, which is then divided into ten sects, among which there are twenty-four more orthodox sects, collectively called the Jiuju sect, Zong Hui
Most of them are chrysanthemums."
Uncle Feng muttered to himself, and gave Liao Wenjie some popular science, and then said: "But this Zonghui, I have never seen it before, be careful, the witchcraft has bad intentions, and you have already entered the devil's way, don't dig in the gutter
Got the boat."
Liao Wenjie nodded and took two steps back politely. Uncle Feng was well-informed and convinced, and he was willing to call him senior.
So, seniors go first.
Without saying much, Uncle Feng took out the yin-yang jade he carried close to his body, bit his fingertips, dabbed some of his blood, clasped the jade with his thumb, index finger, and middle finger, and slammed the door shut.
Bang!
The red light spread out, and two wooden doors fell down with black smoke. In front was a wooden corridor, with rows of stone lanterns on both sides lit up, leading to the end...