Letter from Ziteng Incense Candle Shop

Chapter 15

A day later, the newspaper published the case in the villa area.The victim was the head of a business.As the deceased was more famous, the newspapers reported more space.

Among the victims so far, this is the richest one.There is also a lot of gossip about him on Internet forums.It is rumored that the source of this person's money is not very legitimate.

I just discovered that the previous victims, although of different ages and occupations, were all rich.Soldier Ah Piao hates rich people?Sure enough, money can't be seen, and it will make A Piao red-eyed. (Hell reminds you: A Piao only uses Ming coins)

Although I am a little concerned about this case, the most important thing now is to complete the goods ordered by the underworld.Some parts of the pattern drawn from the negative of the porcelain jar were not very clear, so I showed it to Lao Zhang, hoping that he could help me complete the drawing.

Lao Zhang seemed to be very interested in this, and examined it carefully with a magnifying glass.While looking at it, he muttered: "It's really amazing... you are indeed the creator..."

"How? This pattern is..."

"It's a magic circle." He pushed the picture in front of me, as if to say, 'Look, this is the master's handwriting'.

"Magic circle?"

"No. The creator's concept is really novel. It combines the essence of Eastern and Western formations. It uses the Western concept of superimposing magic formations, and adds the Eastern concept of five elements to make the formation flexible."

"The five elements in the outer circle are mutually generating, and when they are rotated, they can release more power to assist the soul's activities. The five elements in the inner circle are restrained, and when they are rotated, they will seal the soul in the jar. The soul-drawing formation in the center can restrain the soul and let it It can be pulled back no matter where it is."

"Speak human." The bunch of nouns made me dizzy

"That is to say, this is not a simple soul sealing jar. The soul inside can be released according to the user's wishes."

Looking at Lao Zhang's surprised and angry expression, I roughly understood what he meant.If the soul in the pot is sent to the bottom of the eighteen hells, it must be a ghost.And the person who made this pot should want to drive this evil spirit to do something.

That evil ghost must be troublesome even to the ghost messengers in the underworld, so they hope that I can imitate one to catch it.

Suddenly, I felt that the evil spirit was very pitiful.Sealed in a jar and used by others, even if it goes to the underworld, it cannot rest in peace.

"Do you have any clues about that evil spirit?" Mr. Lu and the others should try to catch it.

"There will be a name written in the soul-drawing formation. Let me see..." Lao Zhang put a magnifying glass in the center of the pattern, "Wang Tiehan, head of the 620th Regiment of the Seventh Independent Brigade."

It sounds like he should be a soldier. I went home and asked my cousin, who has always liked military novels. I also looked up information on the Internet, and I roughly knew the identity of this evil spirit.

I decided to find out something, so I called Uncle Lin.The other person seemed surprised that I would call him.

"It's rare that you call. Have you been harassed by a pervert?"

"It's not!" Where did he come to that conclusion?

"I'd like to ask you to look into something." I found the request a bit abrupt and didn't expect much.But Uncle Lin agreed without much hesitation.

"That's no problem, but why didn't you find Zhou Zheng?"

How is it possible to find him?That police officer always has a face like someone owes him money.But I dare not say it, "He is busy."

"If it was you, he should take the time."

In other words, where did he draw his conclusions from?

Not wanting to talk to him, I quickly returned to the topic, "I want you to help find out the source of funds of the deceased in several cases."

"What case?"

I told Uncle Lin about the two cases I saw on the Internet and the one that happened in the villa area.I hope he can investigate the flow of funds of these three people.

From the flow of funds, you can know many things about a person.They must have done something to be killed by soldier A Piao.

I searched online for shops that teach people how to make ceramics.Making porcelain jars is a bit difficult for beginners.Drawing is super difficult, and I gave up completely after I broke the fifth one.

Finally, under the guidance of the teacher in the shop, I used white clay to make a base on the turntable, and I used the engraving mold machine in the shop to engrave the pentagram pattern on it.The advanced equipment is indeed an artifact, it can carve out the patterns displayed on the computer.

Then use clay to knead long strips, wrap them up from the base in circles, and finally shrink the top and make a cover.It looks very ugly, but I have tried my best, even if the underworld does not accept the goods, there is no way.

He went back to the store with the porcelain pot in his hand, and he had to pass through the villa area on his way back.Although not on purpose, I was a little concerned about the two soldiers last time.It shouldn't be a coincidence that they are here.At that time, I completely forgot Lao Zhang's warning to stay away from the soldiers.

As soon as I arrived outside the villa where the crime happened, I saw a black car parked at the gate of the villa.It is worth noting that it is not the car but the license plate, which is different from other cars that only have numbers and letters. It begins with the word 'jun'.

I wanted to get a closer look, when the iron gate of the villa suddenly opened, and two soldiers came out.The man wearing sunglasses suddenly looked this way, and I was so scared that I immediately retreated into the alley.It stands to reason that he should not be able to see me.

I looked again and found that the car had already left.I just breathed a sigh of relief in my heart when suddenly a hand was placed on my shoulder, which made my whole heart jump out of fright.

"Wow~~~ What are you doing?" I immediately turned my head away, the latter was not frightened by my reaction, his narrowed eyes were curved into an arc, and there was a formulaic smile on his face.

"Hello." The man took out his business card, "I wonder if you still remember me?"

I saw Hu Li, a reporter from Zero Daily, was written on the business card.

"I didn't see anything. It's urgent, let's go first." I turned to leave, but my shoulder was firmly held by the other party.

"Creator who defecates everywhere, this subject is actually good." Hearing this, I froze, and turned to look at the other party, whose face looked more and more like a fox.

"It was inconvenient for the police to talk last time. This time we sit down and have a cup of tea and chat slowly. What do you think? Mr. Founder."

I really want to ask the sky, the gods and Buddhas of heaven and earth, and grandpa, why as a founder, I am always threatened by people from all walks of life?Ghost messengers, policemen, judges, civil servants like this are fine, they are officials, and ordinary people like me can't fight against them.But now even reporters want to bully me, 555...

Being forced to sit in the M diary, the reporter bought a children's meal. "For Xindi, do you want chocolate flavor or strawberry flavor?"

"no need."

"Really? That colorful ice cream?"

"No need!" What did he think of me?

"Kids love these..."

Seeing the headache on his face, I slammed my ID card on the table.

Glancing at my ID card, the other party said incredulously, "Has Mr. Founder mastered the art of rejuvenation?"

fart!This reporter really deserves a beating!

"Damn it, talk quickly if you have something to do, and fart quickly if you have something to do, I'm very busy."

"Children, don't spit out reproductive nouns at every turn." Hu Li was still muttering to himself. I decided to be selectively deaf and automatically filter out the nonsense.

All he asked was about the case.I told him what I knew, these things may not be reported in normal newspapers, but I hope it can be seen in another form and known to people.

"Then you're pinning your hopes on the police?" He showed a look of 'you're so stupid'.

"No. Anyway, the underworld will catch it back in the end."

"You really don't want to know the truth?"

This guy is even more foxy than Feng Qingyun, "Uncle, your tail is showing."

Hu Li hurriedly turned his head behind him, and then turned his head back immediately, his squinted eyes were slightly opened, with blue beads inside, his grinning mouth showed sharp teeth, his face was ferocious.

"Children, it's not a good habit to tease adults."

My fantasies about the fox fairy were completely shattered. Why is it this ferocious-looking uncle instead of a beautiful big sister?

"It's not that I'm throwing cold water. Based on my years of understanding of the police, even if they find out, they will definitely not tell you." Hu Li paused, and continued: "I can stare at the police for you, but... you use What is the reward?"

"Don't be kidding, I told you so much information is enough."

"Hehe, that's just the price of asking you to eat."

What the hell, you were the one who forced someone to come here, and you even ordered the children's meal that I hate the most!This dead fox!Stinky fox!In my heart, I greeted the eighteen generations of the other party's ancestors and the female relatives at home, and finally calmed down.

"Then what do you want?"

"It's very simple." He cast his eyes on the porcelain pot next to him, "They want me to be an exclusive report when they go hunting for souls."

"Okay. I'll let you know." As for whether they will take pictures of you or follow you, I can't promise.

From M Ji, I may feel that I have been casting eyes full of resentment at him. Hu Li asked helplessly: "Don't you like M Ji? How about treating you to K chicken next time?"

"I thought vixens were all beauties..."

After hearing the complaint, the other party stroked his chin, "Do you like beautiful women? The rumors are indeed true."

"What rumor?" It seems that Mr. Lu also said something like 'rumor', but I don't understand it at all.Just as I was about to ask again, the other party reached out and pinched my face.

"It hurts so much, what are you doing?" I slapped his hands away, covered my face and jumped away.

"Okay, little pervert, next time I will tidy up better."

No matter how good-looking you are, it's useless, uncle!What people like is the beautiful sister.Looking at the back of him waving away, I thought to myself that there are so many inexplicable guys.

The author has something to say: the little belly really knows nothing.Because he became a monk halfway, he is a piece of trash.But there will be a master in the future, the master of lolicon, hehe...