Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Ma Sir, according to statistics, there are five recent reports of corpses theft, all of which were unexpectedly killed, and the bodies disappeared!"

A beautiful policewoman handed the file in his hand to Ma Sir and looked at everyone in the conference room curiously.

"Is this only five people going up?"

Ma Sir took the file, looked around briefly, turned to look at the policewoman, and asked in a deep voice.

When the policewoman heard the director's words, he thought for a moment, frowned and nodded and said:

"Ma Sir, there are only five cases that meet your requirements. They are all recent cases without clues. They should be the method of the same gang!"

Listening to the police flower's speculation, Ma Sir refused to comment, looked at her and nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, I understand. Stay the file behind. You go back and do things first. I'm calling you if you have something to do!"

After hearing this, the policewoman glanced at everyone again, nodded and left.

"You guys take a look!"

Everyone took the file and read it carefully one by one.

"He Rongguang? The cause of death is unknown, and the body was stolen three days ago. The family suspected that the deceased boss destroyed the body because he was unwilling to compensate for the expenses. Uh... The deceased boss, Wang Ji Funeral Service Company, Wang Guanlan..."

Lin Sir, who was reading the contents of the file, suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Xuebin with a flash of eyes, with an indescribable complexity in his expression.

"Li Baoyuan, the cause of death is unknown. His body was stolen two days ago. He is also an employee of Brother Wang!"

The content of the file in A Lian's hand is roughly the same as the previous one, only the time when the body was stolen was different.

"Uncle Jiu, is the name of the deceased in your file called Chen Meihui?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu raised his head, nodded silently, and asked cautiously:

"Guanlan, do you know this person too?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin threw the file in his hand, leaned back and said with a headache:

"Those two young men are the guys I mentioned to accompany the two elders to Japan. The two women are their girlfriends, both of whom died at the hands of Kayako, Japan!"

Wang Xuebin crossed his hands behind his head, glanced at Lin Sir with a suspicious look and explained:

"After all, they died because of my parents, and I have discussed compensation with them before.

The first time I said I would like to ask for 400,000, I had no objection, but when I was about to pay, they changed their words and said that 400,000 is not enough, and each person costs 600,000!"

Wang Xuebin looked at A Lian who was obviously relieved and continued:

"Sixty hundred thousand is about 600,000. After all, it is a life. He passed away at a young age and his family members have lost all their support for the rest of their lives. But just as I was about to pay for it again, they changed their words!"

"Ah? Why did you change your words again!"

Hearing A Lian's scream, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, picked up the file, looked around, and continued:

"Yes, I changed my words again. This time they just asked for money and wanted my store. They said they had no support in the second half of their lives. Giving money alone is not enough, so they want an industry that can support their lives!"

"Why are they so hateful?"

Hearing his niece's words, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but shake his head, looked at Wang Xuebin, and pointed in a deep voice:

"Guanlan, people's greed will not be satisfied. Your tolerance will only be regarded by others as capital for gaining momentum. You shouldn't agree so happily from the beginning!"

When Wang Xuebin heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, and explained helplessly:

"I'm not unaware that people's hearts are sinister, but I was negotiating with Japan about the bodies of the two elders, dealing with the two elders' funerals and trivial matters.

Moreover, the two friends only accompanied the two elders to Japan at my request, so I have a responsibility no matter what.

The most important thing is that when I first negotiated with my friends’ family, I was quite harmonious and reasonable. Although I was a little complaining about me, I didn’t say ill words when my parents died!

So I was not bargaining. My children were all dead, so I could only pay some money!

But I didn’t expect that things would change as soon as the guys’ relatives arrived…”

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, everyone couldn't help but shook their heads and sighed, "Money, what else can I do?"

They are used to joys and sorrows and separations, and are very clear that in the face of money, their feelings are fragile and vulnerable!

Otherwise, love is stronger than gold, why will it be remembered forever?

Not because it's very rare!

Even the innocent A Lian knew clearly that having money was a big show, and from ancient times to the present, this was the case.

Wang Xuebin put the files on the table and said with emotion:

"I originally wanted to hand over the compensation for the guys to lawyer Cheng Ruohui for discussion, but unfortunately, lawyer Cheng was a bit frivolous, which made me feel a little unreliable!

Thinking about it now, I'm afraid Lawyer Cheng was affected by the evil spirit at that time!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh. There have been too many things happening in the past few days...

"Weizai! Whose file is yours?"

Lin Sir counted the files and saw that there was still one in his friend's hands, and he couldn't help but ask curiously.

Weizai, who was addicted to the file, was stunned when he heard Lin Sir's words, and he calmed down and said:

"Uh... the deceased person in my hand is called rubbish. The body was just stolen yesterday. The cause of death is said to be a myocardial infarction!"

"Hmm? Will myocardial infarction also cause resentment?"

Hearing Weizai's words, Lin Sir couldn't help but feel curious and stepped forward to grab the file and read it.

When A Lian heard Weizai's words, she couldn't help but ask curiously:

"How come someone's English name is garbage?"

Weizai retorted after hearing this:

"Hey! This person was raised by his mother when he picked up garbage. In order to commemorate his mother's hard work, he called himself garbage, to remind himself not to forget his roots!"

"What a filial child!"

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but exclaim, but they didn't notice that Wang Xuebin's brows were almost frowning.

"You mean, this person's name is rubbish, and the cause of death is myocardial infarction?"

"yes?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's solemn voice, Lin Sir couldn't help but nodded, confirmed it again, and replied:

"The body was tested by Chen forensic doctor. Do I need to find Chen forensic doctor?"

"Huh! No need to be sure, look at the transcript, did they play any soul-suming game before they died!"

When Lin Sir heard Wang Xuebin's words, he was shocked and hurriedly opened the file, found the transcripts made by the deceased's friend, and checked them carefully.

"...I did play it. Three days ago, the day when Rubbish died, I played a ghost game with several people. It is said that a bottle of illegally obtained corpse oil was found on the scene..."

"Damn it!"

Hearing Lin Sir's words, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but slapped the table.

In this world, many ghost-catching games are very effective, such as Pen Xian, Disc Xian killing and other things happening from time to time.

As a Taoist priest in Maoshan, what he dislikes the most is this kind of ignorant and casual act of dying. Not only does it harm others and himself, but in the end they have to clean up the mess. It is purely an orphan!!

"Huh! Did you lose yesterday..."

Wang Xuebin rubbed his temples, breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly:

"Uncle Jiu, the souls of heroes in Dongpinggou are of great importance. In order to avoid someone taking advantage of the situation, you should stay there first. I will investigate this matter myself. I will report to you in time if there is any progress!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's arrangement, Uncle Jiu pondered for a long time and nodded. There was no way, more than 500 evil ghost seals were sealed at home, and he really couldn't let it go without him.

"Lin Sir, please find someone to take me to the crime scene. I want to go to investigate in person!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Lin Sir patted his chest and said:

"No problem, I..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little lacking in confidence. He turned to look at his brother Weizai and said bluntly:

"... And Weizai, if you go with you together, there will be no mistakes, right? Weizai!"

Hearing Lin Sir's words, Weizai almost glared out his eyes. He had not recovered from the incident two days ago and could not even sleep at night. Let him go again today?

But before Weizai could refute, Ma Sir directly said:

"...Okay, let's leave this matter to you both. Be careful and follow Guanlan's instructions and understand whether or not!"

“…yes        sir!”