Merchant of the Underworld

They had just picked up a few things when they heard a roar above their heads, and then it collapsed. At that time, they thought that construction work was going on above and the ancient tomb had collapsed. They were afraid of being buried alive underneath, so they quickly withdrew.

But that night, his second uncle died, and his death was very abnormal. His whole body was frozen into ice!

He felt that this matter was very strange, and he was afraid that he would suffer the same retribution, so he ran to Zhang Wujin to ask what was going on, and also did some research on how much the stolen items could be sold for.

The two of them were drinking and chatting when suddenly Zhang Wujin fell down with a pop and turned into a lump of ice in the blink of an eye.

He was afraid that this matter would be exposed and involve them stealing the ancient tomb, so he quickly thought of a way. On the one hand, he buried his second uncle generously and sealed it layer by layer, fearing that his second uncle would blame him and turn into a ghost to harm him. On the other hand, he returned to Zhangjiacun again, pretending to let others discover that Zhang Wujin was dead first, and then quickly cremated him and destroyed his body.

Unexpectedly, I found something suspicious from such a small detail that Zhang Wujin's body should not have cooled so quickly. I followed it all the way and discovered the whole truth!

Zhao Laoshi told the whole incident again exactly as it was, but we already knew these things, and there was no new discovery at all.

Captain Huang turned to look at me. When he saw me, he had nothing to ask, so he ended the interrogation in a hurry.

As soon as he went out, Captain Huang was stopped by a female police officer.

The policewoman lay down and said something in his ear. Captain Huang's expression changed and he said to me: "Master Zhang, please wait a moment, some new situations have arisen! I'll go and be right back."

After saying that, he asked someone to take us to the reception room, and followed the policewoman hurriedly upstairs.

There was no one in the reception room except the two of us. It was empty and deserted.

Li Mazi shook the tea cup, but it was also empty. He complained with some dissatisfaction: "I have helped them such a big favor, and I don't even have any tea!" As he said that, he raised his legs and put them on the coffee table, closed his eyes slightly and took a nap. Started snoring.

I lit a cigarette and was still thinking about it carefully.

I can see that although Zhao Laoshi is very courageous, he is just an ordinary person and does not know any magic at all.

His second uncle, Zhang Wujin, and the armed police and people from the Cultural Relics Bureau who were escorting the cultural relics also died tragically on the spot, but why was nothing wrong with him?

wrong!

I must have overlooked something.

But where is the oversight?

Got it, it’s Ma Banxian!

Among the several people involved in this tomb robbing case, only Ma Banxian was not with them.

But judging from the various traces of this guy, it is extremely complicated!

Rumor has it that this guy suffered from a serious illness when he was a child. On the way to see a doctor, he met a madman and alarmed the horses. Later, Ma Banxian was trampled by a horse and injured his leg. When he woke up again, he spoke in perfect order and broke the hexagram like a god.

Moreover, I personally opened the coffin and inspected it. Only a few days after this guy's death, his body had turned into bones.

Judging from this point alone, he is definitely not an ordinary person!

Could it be that he was the mastermind behind the whole incident?

Snap!

While I was thinking about it, a sudden sound interrupted my train of thought.

When he turned around, he saw that it was Li Mazi who turned over and knocked the teapot to the ground.

With a bang, the door opened.

Three or four police officers rushed in, holding pistols in their hands and looking at us with panicked expressions.

"As for that?" Li Mazi rubbed his eyes and said with some dissatisfaction, "Why don't you just break a cup, you're so nervous."

"I'm sorry, two masters." The leading police officer smiled at the two of us and said: "The cases in the past two days have been too bizarre, making us really nervous and a little bit unresponsive. Then... no I'm disturbing your rest." Then he glanced at the broken teacup on the ground and told the police officer next to him: "Hurry up and give the two masters another pot."

Seeing them all retreat, he closed the door again. I put out the cigarette butt and asked Li Mazi: "Mazi, do you think it is possible that this Zhao Laoshi is the descendant of that Yin spirit?"

Li Mazi touched his head and said: "Brother Zhang, are you stupid or something? Zhao Laoshi's surname is Zhao, what is Yin Ling's surname? Besides, even if he is really the descendant of Yin Ling, then his second uncle is not …”

Halfway through his words, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong with my expression and stood up quietly.

Li Mazi wanted to stop talking and ask me what was wrong, but when I repeatedly motioned for him to continue speaking, he could only say: "I think it's not reliable to say that there are no descendants, but Zhao Laoshi should have something with him." Holding something to make the Yin spirit dare not take action..."

boom!

At this time, I had walked to the door and yanked it open.

A female police officer who was standing next to the door lost her balance and stumbled in.

If I hadn't stretched out my hand to help her, she would have fallen to the ground and been eaten by a dog!

"Master, tea." The policewoman smiled awkwardly and even fearfully, put the teapot on the table, turned around and walked out.

"The rules of your criminal police team are really strict. Do you need so many people to deliver tea?" I said with a cold face.

But I saw six or seven policemen standing on both sides of the door, all wearing body armor and holding guns in their hands. The few behind were holding mini submachine guns. They subconsciously raised their guns and pointed them at me and Li Mazi.

"What are you going to do?" Li Mazi immediately became angry when he saw it. He stood up from the sofa and rushed to the door and shouted: "I have worked hard to help you all night, and in the end, you did something like this? Fuck you criminal police team, get out of my way, I won't serve you anymore." After saying that, he started to walk out.

"Don't be impulsive, you two!" A loud voice came from the corridor.

The muzzles of the gun were still pointed at Li Mazi and me. The formation slightly moved to both sides, and a small man walked out from the middle.

This man was not tall or very old, so he looked just like me. His appearance and temperament were no different from ordinary people, but the police title on his shoulder was a bit scary. He was actually Deputy Chief Superintendent. According to the police hierarchy, he is half a level higher than the police chief of a municipality directly under the Central Government!

Behind him, followed step by step, were more than a dozen soldiers armed with live ammunition.

These people were all wearing camouflage uniforms and helmets, and the armbands on their arms read: ‘Central Military Region. ’

Obviously this is a temporary military special force.

Who is this person? There is so much energy?

Captain Huang followed behind these people, looking at me with a somewhat embarrassed and embarrassed look, and he didn't even dare to look at me.

I glanced at him coldly and reached for the cigarette.

As soon as I stretched my hand into my arms, three red lines shot out from the window in an instant, tightly locking my eyebrows, wrists and chest.

This is a far-infrared sniper rifle!

"I have some questions that I would like to check with you two individually. I wonder if you would mind?"

The little senior police officer walked to a place five or six meters in front of me and stopped, with a smile on his face and asked politely.

"I mind." I stared into his eyes and replied coldly, "But is it useful?"