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Chapter 98: Can you really perform a magic dance? (Please subscribe, fifth update)

Chen Fan's action was a bit scary. At this time, the people in the live broadcast room began to sweat coldly. No, wait, brother, it seems that you really can perform a magic dance.

Old Song stood at the door, staring at Chen Fan.

"What did you do?"

"Just come and have a glass of water"

"No, I'm asking you, what did you do just now, why did your voice change, and your eyes, your posture, and even your whole person gave us a very strange feeling, okay, were you possessed by a ghost just now?"

Puff, hahahaha.

After listening to it, Lao Song opened his mouth and started laughing.

On this side, Chen Fan was even more speechless. What the hell are you laughing at?

The audience laughed so hard that their cramps came out. No, brother, are you serious?

"I laughed to death, hahahaha, Chen Fan, you just said that you have good acting skills?"

"Wait, I would rather believe that you can perform magic than believe that you have good acting skills."

"Yes, I think so too. Good acting skills? When you say that, I'm afraid of thunder."

Here, Qin Ming said in the observation room:"There is an interesting thing about the shaman dance, that is, it often appears in remote mountain villages, remote sacrificial villages, and it will not appear in cities."

"Some people say that the shaman dance is similar to a kind of imitation in Peking Opera, or what we call acting in the entertainment industry, but this acting is more exaggerated."

This is indeed the case. Qin Ming explained it this way. Everyone feels that the shaman dance is more inclined to psychology or imitation.

Teacher He said:"The change in his eyes at that moment was really scary. I even felt that Chen Fan was not himself anymore."

Brother Hu said:"If Chen Fan really knows how to shaman dance, then it will be easy to study it later. He can just shaman dance and act."

Listen to what he said, is this human language?

Here, Chen Fan and Lao Song went to interrogate the priest. The priest was in the room, full of fear. He confessed his crime without any interrogation.

He was indeed a shaman, a traditional priest who performed funeral ceremonies.

Then when an old man in the village was about to die, he came here to dance once, and the old man lived again, so the villagers believed in this man.

Then, the village won the title of longevity village, and many people came to the village to travel, and even came to the village to develop and make money. The village gradually got better.

The village chief We got a lot of money here, and the priest also got a lot of money.

Then, the old man had problems again, and the priest had no choice but to tell us a folk remedy, saying that the blood of young people could keep the old man alive.

This was actually a folk remedy in a book, and the priest himself didn't even believe it.

But the strange thing was that the old man breathed again.

This kind of coincidence is the most frightening.

Chen Fan said:"It has nothing to do with human blood. Hemoglobin and animals are actually the same. It's just that the blood is better for replenishing qi and blood. So, the doctor who boiled the medicine should be a good one."

"Well, I don't know. Anyway, the old man has been alive, so we let the young people get the blood, but the young people are less and less willing to do so."

A horrible thing happened here.

Chen Fan said,"It's not that the young people are unwilling, it's that you had evil thoughts and killed a person." The priest didn't dare to look at Chen Fan.

Old Song slammed the table and said,"Speak, are you dead? Are you deaf? Speak to me!""

"It's not me... The village chief is also involved……"

"The village chief did not participate. He just wanted a longevity village. It does not mean that he will go crazy and destroy the young people in the village."

The priest did not speak.

Old Song said,"You still don't want to say it, right? It doesn't matter. Then don't say it. Just sign it. There is enough evidence here. Whether you say it or not, I don't bother to care about you."

"Ah, no need to ask? Don't you want me to admit it?"

"Who told you? The chain of evidence in this case is closed, so there is no need for you to talk nonsense. Whether you say it or not, it will not delay our confession for you. By the way, if you say in court, I don’t admit that I killed someone, the judge will tell you, if you don’t admit it, then shut up."

Puchi, hahahahaha.

It’s so funny.

The audience thought of something. Some time ago, a gangster murderer was asked by the judge whether he pleaded guilty. The gangster directly said, I don’t plead guilty.

Then the judge said without saying a word, if you don’t plead guilty, then don’t say anything, you can shut up, we don’t need you to plead guilty, we will just do it for you. The priest couldn’t hold on any longer and admitted it actively.

He did kill someone by mistake the first time, and he also killed people later.

After killing the person, he put it directly into the pig and burned it.

There is no habit of eating pork in the village.

"How do you know that no one eats pork?"

Chen Fan said with contempt:"This thing, even a fool can understand it. When you roast a pig, you have to put spices. It's useless to roast it like this. Besides, there are bones. If you don't roast it vigorously, the bones won't be broken, and people will find it when they turn around."

Lao Song said:"This is something that only you believe. I don't believe it. You'd better not take me with you. I'll tell you."

Chen Fan was speechless and said:"Tsk, you have no sense of humor at all, it's really boring, let me show you a talent."

Lao Song didn't understand.

Chen Fan lowered his head, then suddenly raised his head and looked at the priest in front of him.

The priest was so scared that he looked at Chen Fan and said:"You...you you, who are you?"

"It hurts so much, Master... It hurts so much."

Chen Fan reached out and patted his head, then his eyes became gentle again.

"Master, am I taking good care of you? Can you let me go?"

The priest pointed at Chen Fan and said,"Ahhh, you are a devil, you are a devil, you are dead, you are dead, you are dead, you are dead."

Old Song had cold sweat on his back. Chen Fan said, when I took good care of you, I spoke in a woman's voice.

Damn, that voice was hoarse and a little weak, it was really similar.

Chen Fan shook his head again and said,"You won't be well, you will die.……"

The priest went completely crazy, and then Old Song smelled a strong smell of urine.

Yes, this priest peed.

The director watched the video and asked the operation to give Chen Fan a close-up. The look in his eyes and the change in his eyes made the director stunned.

Oh my god, damn, this is a bit scary.

"No, this guy can't really act, okay?》？"

"Director, you are talking nonsense. Good acting requires observation. Chen Fan doesn’t even know the people in the village, so how can he observe?"

The director suddenly felt that it was right.

Then the anger in the studio quieted down, and it seemed that no breathing sound could be heard.

Afterwards, an assistant brought tea, patted it and said,"Director, the milk tea you ordered is……"

"Ahhhh, my god."

The director and the operator both shouted at the same time, which scared the assistant.

The director breathed a sigh of relief and said,"No, no, what happened to me just now?""

The operator said,"I'm a little scared to watch it, director. I want to ask for leave. I want to live in the temple. I don't feel safe anywhere now. If Chen Fan doesn't give me an explanation, I won't be able to get through this well."

"Do you think you will believe what Chen Fan said?"

The operator covered his head and said,"How can I believe it? This is not scientific at all."

In the observation room, everyone looked at Qin Ming. Qin Ming laughed and said,"Actually, I can try to explain it."

"You'd better have a good explanation."

Qin Ming was speechless and said,"Well, Chen Fan should be good at psychology, observation, behavior, etc."

"Teacher Qin Ming, there is no such subject as observation."

Qin Ming laughed, took his hand and began to drink water, but the hand holding the cup began to tremble.

It was a small matter, there was no such thing as jumping the shaman.

At this time, Chen Fan left the interrogation room and returned to the forensic doctor.

In the evening, everyone sat together to eat. Chen Fan ate at a separate table, and the others ate at a table. (To read the violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Um, can I come over and have some meat?"

"Sit down here. If you don't explain clearly today, you are not allowed to come over."

Old Liu took out his amulet and placed it on the table.

Chen Fan was speechless and said,"Please, what are you doing? Do you have to be like this? It's just a joke, right?"

Haha, several people ignored him completely. Please, if you don't explain, there is no way to get around this.

At this time, Li Tian pushed the door in and said,"This is a matter of reasoning and psychology. Chen Fan is just imitating the appearance of the deceased before his death. This thing is actually similar to some of our reasoning police officers imitating criminals to commit crimes." Everyone began to react at this time, and it seemed to be true.

Chen Fan came to the table, and Li Tian said in Chen Fan's ear,"Well, you kid, you can really make trouble. You can't really be a shaman, can you?、"

"You should believe in science. Why are you still superstitious?..."

"It's not about superstition. I am also afraid of some things. You don't really think that the shaman dance is fake. Many fortune tellers' predictions are very scary."

"Come on, you solve the case and also find some fortune tellers?"

"I have looked for it and found several that are accurate. The area that has been basically finalized is similar to the area we have divided."

Now, it was Chen Fan's turn to be scared. Wait, my skill of jumping the shaman can't really be feudal superstition.

Damn it, it can't be, right?"

Forget it, don't think about it, it's meaningless to always worry about it.

Most of the time when Chen Fan chooses his own skills, he chooses to deal with it coldly. After all, sometimes these skills have completely different explanations.

Li Tian took a bite of food and said,"The case is completely over. The priest has confessed who he has killed over the years, and many people in the village have also been arrested. This thing must be caught."

"Does the village chief know about this?"

"I know. In such a big village, people are gone. Who would believe this priest who said that the child ran away? Could they all run away? Of course I know, but since the old man is still alive, everyone has to believe it."

"Do the parents know about it?"

Li Tian took a bite and said,"Yes."

Everyone eating at the table looked up at Li Tian.

No, wait, the parents knew?

Li Tian said,"Yes, they knew.

They knew that their child had met with misfortune.

They also knew that it was their child who was burning in the flames.

It would be unrealistic if they didn't know.

It has been burning for so many years.

Would no one have noticed? The temperature of the crematorium and the temperature of the match are very different.

The temperature cannot be reached.

In addition, Chen Fan didn't say it in the interrogation room.

He was just worried that the people in the live broadcast room couldn't bear it.

"

The live broadcast was turned off when Li Tian arrived.

Some things are shown to the audience, and the audience may really not be able to bear it.

Because it is too exciting.

Everyone's three views will be shocked to death.

At this time, Song Zuer asked,"In fact, the outsiders were detained by everyone because these family members were dissatisfied."

Li Tian said:"Yes, my own child died, but the old man survived. Now there are no young people. You told me that you don't want to continue, how could I let you go? We must find young people to perform the sacrifice. If we don't, the villagers will kill the sacrificer. The life of the sacrificer is actually linked to the life of the old man.，"

The meat in the hot pot was already cooked, but no one had the courage to continue eating.

After eating here, Chen Fan returned to his room, opened a bottle of wine, and drank it by himself.

While sorting out his own shaman dance, he was thinking about the conditions for activating this skill.

After careful consideration, he could only put himself in the perspective of the deceased.

If he could put himself in the perspective of the living, it would not be considered shaman dance.

Shaman dance is feudal superstition, but in fact it is also to satisfy those who miss their families, a lovesickness. There was a knock on the door, and Chen Fan had no choice but to open the door. Song Zuer looked at Chen Fan and brought fruits.

"I was wondering when you would look for me."

Song Zuer said,"I just want to see my mother again."

Chen Fan was speechless.

He said,"Don't you believe I am pretending?"

"I believe you."

Chen Fan pulled Song Zuer and sat on the bed.

He lowered his head, then slowly raised it.

The tiredness and tenderness in his eyes instantly appeared in front of Song Zuer.

The voice gradually changed.

Chen Fan said softly:"Girl, you have grown so big?"

The familiar voice, not the familiar face, but the familiar tenderness, made Song Zuer feel that for a moment, this was her mother.

In an instant, Zuer couldn't hold it anymore, hugged Chen Fan, and cried wantonly.

Chen Fan gently touched Song Zuer's head, just like a mother stroking her daughter.

"Don't cry, mom doesn't blame you."

"But it was because I was picky about food, because I loved food, that you got sick and passed away, wasn't it?"

Has Song Zuer come out?

No one knows, but careful people will find that Song Zuer has never been picky about food again. He has completely lost his love for any food since the day his mother left.

He eats everything quietly and calmly.

Qin Ming returned to his room and opened his notebook.

"Feudal superstition may be bad, but if it can allow people to see their deceased relatives, it is also a wonderful thing. The establishment of vanity always requires countless depravity to complete. A subsidy may only be a few thousand yuan, but it may cost a person's life." ps: Please support, thank you. ps: Please read it, thank you everyone.