Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

Although the person was caught, Chen Tao did not forget that Yang Ning's express had not yet been found.

And coincidentally, Chen Tao found through the monitoring of the transit field that the two fugitives who hid in the Tongda Express transit field were the two fugitives who hid in the Tongda Express transit field.

Sometimes, the fate between people is so delicate.

Chen Tao immediately led two police officers, led by a sorter, to the residence of the two fugitives.

Two bungalows, a dirty old courtyard, the first time he entered the door, Chen Tao knew which was Yang Ning's express.

A mouthful of quaint-looking mahogany boxes.

At the beginning in Cang'er, Hu Yingying gave Yang Ning the wooden box of spirit artifacts in order to buy Wang Jiang's life.

Stepped forward and patted the box to feel the texture, and opened it to look at it, Chen Tao sighed: "This Xiao Yang Master is really not bad money, this box looks like an antique, actually dare to send a courier..."

On the side, a police officer who had experienced the Qinghe Community and Zhongzhou Airport incidents with Chen Tao hesitated and said: "Team Chen, is there a possibility that people just know that their things can't be lost no matter what, so they specially sent a cheap express?"

Chen Tao glanced at the police officer, "Why don't you kid have this dexterity to solve the case?" Is there anything wrong with the Langting Upper Court?

"It can be determined that Jiang He was killed by Yao Fangfang and Wang Dalong, but the death of Yao Fangfang and Wang Dalong..."

Saying that, the police officer hesitated: "Team Chen, the wounds on these two people are almost exactly the same as the wounds on Su Hu's body, as well as the wounds on Zhang Wen's body."

"Also a bone-removing knife?"

Chen Tao was puzzled: "Coincidence?

The police officer looked up at the sky, "That, cough, Team Chen, the monitoring shows that Master Xiao Yang appeared at the door of that house."

Chen Tao said displeased, "Isn't the time of death already determined?" When Master Xiao Yang went, everyone inside had already died, what did you want to say?

The police officer pouted: "Team Chen, from my limited police experience, as long as this matter is related to Master Xiao Yang, it is basically an unsolved case."

"Rip the calf! Check out the scene later!

Chen Tao pointed to the box and said, "You two, move it!" After

that, the three drove back to the police force.

After work that day, Chen Tao drove his car and took the box to Yundu Road.

In the middle of the way, he also specially bought some barbecue and beer, and wanted to invite Yang Ning to eat to express his gratitude.

However, when he painstakingly carried Yang Ning's box from the parking lot and carried the barbecue to the front of the store, he found that there was no one in the store, and there was a note on the door.

"How? I said you would come back and thank me, right?

"Go out for two days, the door of the store is unlocked, just put the box inside."

"In addition, I won't eat the barbecue, you can eat it yourself."

Chen Tao: "..." Three

days passed.

During these three days, some people sang night and night in the star-rated hotel rooms of the bustling city.

Plus these three days, counting down, it has been five days since Huang Ling invited the peach blossom ghost boy from Yang Ning.

In the past five days, she herself does not know how many men she has changed.

Huang Ling found that she only needed to pay a drop of blood to meet a man with perfect external conditions.

And supplemented by his own money offensive, there are no men who cannot take it at all.

At least among the men she met, there was nothing she couldn't take.

Therefore, she thought that she would replace the handsome guy who sold the house in three or five days, but in fact, she kicked her before even three or five hours passed.

The second man lasted less.

The third... And so on.

Huang Ling, who was immersed in the happy feeling of "choosing a concubine", did not feel at all that she had changed six men on the first day she invited the doll from Yang Ning's store.

And she also found that if she dripped two drops of blood or three drops of blood at a time, the men she met would be more perfect.

This gave Huang Ling a cool feeling similar to "crit".

Under such circumstances, the next day, she changed fifteen men.

On the third day, she restrained a little and changed fourteen.

Day four, twenty.

Day five, one.

On the fifth day, Huang Ling found that when she trembled and cut her scarred hand again, there was no blood dripping inside.

Hu Yingying guessed that Huang Ling would die in less than a month, apparently, she underestimated the power that a person's hopes exert when they were unrestrained.

Also in the past three days, there have been people who are nervous and busy, sick and overtime.

Cao Liangliang spoke with Brother Chen again and asked in detail about the appearance of the countryside in that photo, without missing a single detail.

After two days and two nights, Cao Liangming, with the help of local police technicians in Jingping City, finally recovered a picture that made Brother Chen feel 99% similar to the photos he saw in Yangning's store at that time.

Holding that picture, Cao Liangliang immediately ordered his subordinates to compare and find!

And he himself set off again for Qingyu Mountain to find the man named Li Bai who could treat him.

In the past three days, Yang Ning trekked all the way to the foot of a mountain, and finally, on the night of the third day, he came to the foot of a mountain.

Looking at the small mountain village in front of him, which was completely shrouded in night, Yang Ning took out the photo he had carefully selected and placed it in front of him.

The mountain village in the photo gradually coincided with the mountain village in front of him, and Yang Ning nodded and said, "Good, good place!"

As he spoke, the colorful mountain village photo in Yang Ning's hand, little by little, quietly turned black and white.

Duh!

With a flick of it, the picture seemed to be burned, and although there was no flame, it was completely turned into ashes, and when the night wind blew, it completely dissipated in the wind.

Next to Yang Ning, the little turtle whose limbs were cut off was lying on the ground.

He was a little boy named Little Turtle, not a real turtle.

He was usually lively and cheerful at this time, but when he saw the mountain village, he became silent, not saying a word, just hiding behind Yang Ning, showing his head little by little.

There was a painful struggle in those small eyes that should have been crystal clear.

Yang Ning carried him in front of him, smiled and said, "How?" Remembering something unhappy?

The little turtle pulled the severed limbs, a little aggrieved, choked and said: "Orange, I don't want to come to this place, let's go, okay?" "

My arms and legs are only half amputated, and if I am cut again, there will be no more..." Yang

Ning's eyes that seemed to be forever peaceful shimmered, "It's okay, I'll help you pick it up after these two days."

The little turtle's lonely face suddenly became excited, "Can you pick it up?!"

Yang Ning nodded, "Of course, but we first have to find your lost limb, even if it is a soul limb."

"If I can't find it, I can only use someone else's for you."

The little turtle turned his head to look at the small mountain village in front of him, and said with a worried expression: "Then, let's go find it?"

"But let's hide from those people and don't be discovered by them."

Yang Ning hugged him and walked forward, and said with a smile: "Okay, go!" Find it now! By the way, find some old turtles to play with.

"Good, good!"

The little turtle happily danced its limbs that were each cut off in half, looking like it was really a small turtle.

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