At 12 noon, at Chengdu International Airport, Lin Xiaofeng walked out of the airport with his luggage.
Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath as soon as he walked out of the airport. Sure enough, the air in Chengdu was more charming and comfortable.
He came to the side of the road, hailed a taxi, and hurried back to the Physical Education College.
Although it is already a holiday, there are still many students living in the dormitories.
The security guard at the door saw Lin Xiaofeng and said hello with a smile: "Xiao Lin, where is Brother Chen, what are you busy with during this time."
"I'll be back in a minute." Lin Xiaofeng said, stepping forward to smoke a cigarette before returning to the dormitory.
As soon as he returned to the dormitory, Lin Xiaofeng took out the Book of the Dead.
Although the "Sutra of the Dead" is one of the four evil scriptures of the Demon Cult, it has little appeal to Lin Xiaofeng. After all, he has ghost skills. If his master Mao Linlong hadn't told him, gathering these four evil scriptures would have great impact on him.
It works, Lin Xiaofeng is too lazy to snatch it back.
Lin Xiaofeng read it for a while and stretched. The Book of the Dead is indeed very profound, and the various secret techniques recorded in it are also quite extraordinary, but there is still a big gap between them and the ghost arts.
After watching it for a while, Lin Xiaofeng yawned.
He seemed to be reading, but in fact he was guessing what use these four evil scriptures could have on him.
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't have any thoughts, and I simply didn't bother to think about it.
He put the "Sutra of the Dead" into the cabinet. He didn't sleep at all last night, and he was very sleepy at this time, so he fell down and fell asleep.
In the next few days, Lin Xiaofeng stayed in the dormitory and didn't go out much, waiting for Fatty Huang and the three of them to come back.
Although Liu Cang and Xu Xiangyang both stayed in Chengdu, they did not return to their hometowns.
However, Liu Cang basically runs to his girlfriend's house, and Xu Xiangyang also goes to work every day and is very busy. Lin Xiaofeng basically stays alone in the dormitory these days.
Four days passed in a flash, but there was no news from Fatty Huang and the three of them. Even when he called them, his phone was turned off. Lin Xiaofeng was a little confused and didn't know what the three of them were up to.
However, the three living people would not lose him, and Lin Xiaofeng didn't bother to worry.
At noon that day, Lin Xiaofeng was lying in his dormitory playing with his mobile phone when suddenly the phone rang.
When he saw it, it was Fang Yaozu who was calling.
Lin Xiaofeng quickly picked up the phone, and Fang Yaozu's voice came over there: "Hey, Xiaofeng, where are you? Are you busy?"
"It's at school." Lin Xiaofeng said.
Fang Yaozu asked with a smile: "What? Didn't you return to Chongqing during the holiday?"
"Well, let's stay in school and play for a while." Lin Xiaofeng asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"
Fang Yaozu said: "What's wrong? I can't talk to you when I have nothing to do?"
Lin Xiaofeng knew in his heart that Fang Yaozu had the character of not going to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. If he called him at this time, there must be something wrong.
Lin Xiaofeng said: "Okay, Director Fang, let's not say those polite words. Is something okay?"
"Hehe." Fang Yaozu smiled dryly: "Originally I just called you casually to ask. Since you are in Chengdu, I really have something to trouble you."
"Something happened?" Lin Xiaofeng asked tentatively.
Fang Yaozu said: "Well, and it's quite tricky. I'll pick you up at the gate of your school now. Let's meet and chat."
"Well, I'll wait for you at the school gate."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiaofeng came to the school gate and waited for about ten minutes before Fang Yaozu's car appeared and parked on the side of the road.
Lin Xiaofeng opened the car door and got in.
Fang Yaozu's face did not look very good, a little pale, and his lips were a little dry.
"Didn't you have a good rest?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
"I stayed up all night for several nights." Fang Yaozu said, picked up a can of coffee, drank it all in one breath, and then took a long breath: "This case is a little different from the past, a little difficult."
"How tricky?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
In fact, seeing Fang Yaozu struggling like this, Lin Xiaofeng could already vaguely guess something.
Fang Yaozu said: "It's very troublesome. Half a month ago, there was demolition in the south of the city, and a tin box was dug out. The inside of the tin box was like ice cubes, and the temperature was frighteningly low."
"At that time, two workers touched the iron box, but they died the next day. Guess how?"
Seeing that Fang Yaozu still wanted to sell things off to him, Lin Xiaofeng smiled and asked: "How did you die?"
"When I woke up the next day, I found that there was nothing unusual about the two people on the surface, but their bodies were very cold after a touch. After a forensic examination, all the organs and blood vessels in their bodies were completely frozen.
It’s frozen.”
"Because this case was too weird, we handed it over to our paranormal team."
At this point, Fang Yaozu was speechless: "As a result, I have been contacting you and Huang Qianyi in the past few days, but I just couldn't get in touch. Later I asked Liu Cang and learned that you had traveled far away."
Lin Xiaofeng said: "How did you investigate the case without us these days?"
"No clue." Fang Yaozu touched his messy hair: "There was even a policeman who accidentally touched the iron box on the way. We tried many ways to save him, but he still froze to death the next day."
Fang Yaozu asked: "Do you know what kind of ghost this iron box is? During this period, I also asked other local supernatural groups, but the supernatural groups in other places couldn't do anything."
Seeing Fang Yaozu asking, Lin Xiaofeng began to think deeply, but after thinking for a long time, he could never think of a description of this kind of iron box.
Lin Xiaofeng shook his head slightly: "Take me to see it first. Just hearing your description, I don't know much about it."
Fang Yaozu nodded and drove Lin Xiaofeng back to the Public Security Bureau.
He brought Lin Xiaofeng to his office. As soon as he opened it, Lin Xiaofeng felt a biting chill.
"Director of the room, how high is your air conditioner so you're not afraid of freezing?" Lin Xiaofeng asked jokingly.
Lin Xiaofeng has been to Fang Yaozu's office many times.
As soon as I walked in, nothing changed inside, except for a square iron box placed on the coffee table.
The iron box, which was about one meter long, wide and high, was placed on his coffee table. Frost had even condensed on it.
"Director Fang, if you put such a dangerous thing in your office, you won't be afraid of accidentally touching it?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Fang Yaozu said: "It's because this thing is too dangerous. I don't worry about putting it anywhere else. If another young policeman encounters it, another life will be lost."
When he said this, Fang Yaozu's tone was full of helplessness.
Lin Xiaofeng nodded, came to the iron box, and looked around.
Fang Yaozu also stopped talking, for fear of disturbing Lin Xiaofeng's thoughts.