The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 179

Fu Moshen frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Qiao Yimo was still curious, and took the initiative to ask, "What happened to you most, we can help you."

Qiao An raised her head, glanced at her, and then handed the document in her hand to Qiao Yimo.

Fu Mo looked down, Qiao Yimo also came up to him, it turned out that it was because of the recent serial body theft case.

Recently, many buried corpses have been stolen, but without any clues, the impact is very bad. The whole case was handed over to Qiao An to solve it, so he was under a lot of pressure, and almost every day he forgot to eat and sleep to find out the reason.

Qiao Yimo and Fu Moshen looked at each other and carefully read the information in it.

"How did these people die?"

Joan put the booklet in his hand on the table, raised his hand and rubbed the space between his brows.

"It's all due to illness or the end of life. It's not a homicide. The corpse is also normal."

"But someone stole the corpse?" Qiao Yimo didn't think it was intentional, what kind of person could bear the rotten smell of the corpse.

They are always stolen seven days after their burial.

Since there is such a connection, it means that there is a problem in this case.

"In this case, let's go to the scene of the crime and take a look."

Qiao Yimo offered to suggest that perhaps after going to see it, he would be able to discover the secret.

Joan didn't have any objections, and they came to one of the purposes of the accident together.

This is an ordinary cemetery. Qiao Yimo scanned the entire cemetery and found that only some of them hadn't arrived yet.There are no ghosts taken away by ghost messengers, and there are no other weird things.

Qiao An followed behind and asked Qiao Yimo, "How is it? Is there anything unusual?"

Qiao Yimo shook his head, Qiao An was a little disappointed, frowning as if he was in a hurry.

"Let's go and have a look at other places." Fu Moshen said.

Joan took them to several other accident destinations, but all of them were in the same situation, and did not find any connection among them, except for the connection that was stolen seven days later.

But why did the murderer always steal the corpse seven days after it was buried?
Qiao Yimo called the ghosts who hadn't left to ask about it.

But they didn't know who dug up those corpses.

In desperation, the two decided to go back to the underworld to find some other information.

"Don't worry, we will come back when we have any news." They turned around and greeted Joan, and then left.

Joan, who didn't notice behind him, looked pale, and a coldness flashed in his eyes when he looked at their backs.

Qiao Yimo and Fu Moshen came directly to Huangquan Inn.

Bai Wuchang and Hei Wuchang were entertaining their guests, and they were a little surprised to see them coming, "Why are you two here?"

"It's nothing, I just want to come over and take care of your business." Qiao Yimo had a flattering smile on his face.

Heiwuchang rolled his eyes, "Where do you go back and forth from, we don't need you to take care of the business here, the business is very good!"

He thought of Qiao Yimo and Fu Mo Shenbai living together for several days before, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Why are you so rude?" Qiao Yimo curled her lips, and was about to open her mouth to speak out, but she felt the temperature on the top of her head, and it was Fu Mo who rubbed the top of her head deeply.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Qiao Yimo calmed down instantly, "Actually, we have something to ask of you."

Hei Wuchang raised his eyebrows, "You are so powerful, how can you still ask us?"

Qiao Yimo ignored his yin and yang strangeness, and told Hei Wuchang what happened in the yang world recently. She just wanted to meet the souls of those whose bodies had been dug out.

Hei Wuchang glanced at her up and down, "If you want me to help, you can't just talk about it."

Qiao Yimo smiled, "How about I stay in your Huangquan Inn as a waiter for a few more days?"

Hei Wuchang quickly waved his hand, he didn't want to be abused by Qiao Yimo again.

"Forget it, I'll help you find those people."

Qiao Yimo looked at their helpless backs with a smile, and quickly found several of them as soon as Black and White Wuchang made a move.

They were all brought before Qiao Yimo and Fu Moshen. Among them were men and women, old and young, and even their identities, positions and occupations were different.

There is no connection at all, but why would the same thing happen to them all?
Qiao Yimo was a little skeptical, and asked Hei Wuchang, "Are you sure it's these people?"

Heiwuchang glanced at her.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask someone else to help you."

Qiao Yimo quickly apologized, "How is it possible, we still have great confidence in your ability to handle affairs."

Hei Wuchang snorted coldly, not wanting to pay attention to Qiao Yimo.

Fu Moshen took the initiative to ask about what they had experienced before, and found that the information was similar to what Qiao An had provided before. Some died of illness, some died of accidents, and some died of old age.

No further information was asked.

Qiao Yimo felt a little helpless, so he could only let Hei Wuchang take them away.

These people also died not long ago, and it was time to enter the Huangquan Inn.

After asking around, only one of the men chose to enter the day trip.

Heiwuchang was in charge of the reception, "What is your wish? In this inn, anything you want can be realized, but there is only one day."

The man's eyes lit up instantly, and after thinking hard, he finally thought of a wish.

"I want to eat again, the dishes made by God of Cooking."

Hei Wuchang nodded, "Of course, anything can be done." Hei Wuchang agreed directly, ready to take the man away.

Qiao Yimo and Fu Moshen's eyes lit up instantly, God of Cooking?

Could it be the God of Cooking they made an appointment with in Yangjian?

The dishes made by God of Cooking are indeed unforgettable. I didn't expect this person to have eaten the dishes made by God of Chef.

The man was very excited, and he muttered, "It is my greatest wish to eat the dishes made by the chef. I have eaten them once before, and they are delicious..."

He was full of praise for God of Cooking, which aroused the resonance of other souls.

One of them smacked his lips in agreement.

Fu Moshen's eyes flashed, and he walked up to the few people who had just expressed their agreement, "Have you ever eaten the dishes made by God of Cooking?"

Several souls nodded subconsciously.

Qiao Yimo was also taken aback, he didn't expect that all of them had eaten God of Cooking's dishes, it seemed that this was the only connection between them.

Fu Moshen and Qiao Yimo looked at each other, and sure enough this should be the breakthrough.

"You guys are busy, we have to leave first!" They greeted Hei Wuchang and hurriedly left the underworld.After finding Joan, who was still busy, Joan looked up as soon as the office door opened.

(End of this chapter)