Who moved my novel?

"Wang Bureau, the news came back from Bureau Zhou. The man who has already gone will go back to the car rental agency in the evening." A policeman brought over a document, but saw Wang Bureau staring at the screen of his mobile phone.

"Yes, I understand." Wang Ju nodded: "You can leave it there first."

"Okay." The policeman nodded, put the documents in his hands aside and prepared to go out.

"Wait!" Director Wang suddenly stopped the policeman: "What did you just say?"

"Ah?" The policeman was stunned for a moment: "I said, Bureau Zhou and others sent back the news."

"How is the situation?" Bureau Wang immediately became alert when he heard the news came from Bureau Zhou: "Did you investigate the situation that day?"

"Uh..." The policeman looked at Director Wang in confusion, "Didn't you hear anything just now?" Although Wang Ju was complaining in his heart, he still said quickly: "They asked the car rental agency about the wheelbase. The 'boss' went back to the car rental agency that night to pick up things. He also carried a bag when he went in and out. The specific equipment was I don’t know what it is.”

"Okay!" Director Wang slammed the table: "It seems that's the person! Have you found his information?"

"Found it." The policeman nodded: "According to the driver's statement and the information left by the car rental agency, the man's name is Zhu Lifo, and he runs a religious supplies store."

"Zhu Lifo?" Wang Ju frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Why do I feel like I've heard this name before?"

"But there is something strange." Seeing that Bureau Wang had been thinking for a long time and made no move, the police officer continued: "Judging from the identity information in our system, Zhu Lifu is a fat man, but the person seen from the surveillance is just a fat man. A little bit strong, not too fat.”

"Yes." Director Wang nodded and gave up recalling for the time being: "Whether it's him or not, at least he must have clues. Let's go find him first! Do you have an address?"

"Yes." The policeman nodded: "Because Zhu Lifu owns a shop, it is easy to find his shop information."

"What's it called? Where is it?"

"Shanmen, at..." The policeman said while looking through the files in his hand, looking for the specific address.

"What?" Wang Ju shouted excitedly: "What did you call it? Shanmen? Zhu Lifo?"

"Yes, that's right." The policeman didn't know why Bureau Wang had such a sudden reaction, and was a little confused.

"There was a murder in front of this person's shop, and I was responsible for it." Director Wang frowned: "If this person is the murderer, maybe there is something fishy about the previous case. No, we have to find it quickly. he!"

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"Uncle, uncle!" A group of children gathered around Xuemo.

"You little guys, are you here to listen to stories again today?" Xue Mo laughed and touched the head of the child who was closer.

"Yes, yes." The child raised his head and looked at Xue Mo: "Uncle, I went back and told my grandma the story you told me, and she also said it sounded good!"

"You're telling your grandma a ghost story!" Xue Mo tapped the child's head lightly: "You're not afraid of the old man being scared at night!"

"She's not afraid. She said she had attended the mourning hall when she was young!"

"Watch the spirit." Xue Mo thought for a while and said slowly: "Since we are talking about the spirit wake, we have to talk about the cemetery. Do you know our cemetery in Chixin City?"

"I know!" An older child nodded: "I went there when my great-grandfather passed away!"

"Wow!" The children around him instantly cast admiring glances.

"You can't." Xue Mo smiled and shook his head: "You went there during the day. It's boring. I heard that some people went to the cemetery at night recently, and the result..."

Halfway through his words, Xue Mo paused deliberately, which was very similar to the novel's author, Kavin.

"What's the result?"

"Yes, yes, what's the result?"

Of course, the little listeners around him would not let Xue Mo stop like this.

"I was so scared that I peed my pants!" Xue Mo laughed twice after saying this: "So, you should never go to the cemetery in the middle of the night, otherwise you may pee your pants too."

"Impossible!" A child waved his hand directly: "They are cowards. Only cowards will be scared to the point of peeing their pants. I am not a coward!"

"This is wrong." Xue Mo shook his head: "I heard it's not that they are timid, but that something scary appeared in the cemetery!"

"What a scary thing!" A child wearing glasses shook his head: "Those are all feudal superstitions. Science has said that there are no monsters and monsters in the world. Everything in the world is made of matter!"

"Maybe." Xue Mo smiled slightly and shook his head: "It doesn't matter what the world is made of. What's important is that you don't go to the cemetery at night, especially at twelve o'clock at night. Don't go!"

After saying that, Xue Mo stopped talking, packed up his things and left.

"Tch! Pretending to be a ghost!" The kid wearing glasses looked at Xue Mo's back with disdain: "My uncle said that these so-called "half-fairies" are liars and bad guys who are making lies!"

"What does it mean to be mysterious?" The children around looked at the child wearing glasses in confusion.

"It's all about being mysterious..." The boy scratched his head and thought for a long time before saying, "It's just about deceiving!"

"But I don't think uncle is lying." A little girl retorted: "Uncle is right. My grandma often said that something would happen in the cemetery in the middle of the night!"

“Tsk! That’s because you don’t understand!” The boy with glasses puffed up his chest confidently: “My uncle is a scientist! How could he be wrong!”

“It’s the great scientist who used sugar instead of salt when cooking.” A child said sarcastically.

“Hahaha!” The children around him burst into laughter.

“You…you!” The boy with glasses blushed and said after a long time: “Just wait, I will prove it!”