I'm sorry, I want to be a new person

Chapter 115
An hour later, Jiang Hou brought several criminal policemen to the villa.

Cases of this level do not need to be handled by the Special Affairs Division.

Another person also appeared here, the middleman Yang Tian, ​​who seemed to be here to determine the result.

Yang Tian, ​​who was wearing a mink coat, nodded to Ye Da, but he didn't come in and stood outside the villa.

"As for the criminal evidence, Zhou Meirong has already copied it completely. The other party is usually more cautious and doesn't leave too many paper documents, but there is one thing that he is more concerned about."

Ye Da led Jiang Hou to go inside, and opened a secret room, which was empty except for a simple wooden table with a wooden sculpture on it.

It looks like some kind of strange creature.

Jiang Hou stroked his beard and said, "A ball?"

"Or jellyfish?"

The wood carving is extremely simple, a sphere-like existence surrounded by tentacles that are not too long, 40 centimeters high.

If this thing appeared on the desk, Ye Da would only think it was an ugly ornament, but Wang Yanji put it in a separate secret room, so it was impossible not to care.

"Zhou Meirong checked the information. There is no information about this woodcarving. The Eternal Life Association in Donghai is just a sub-ruler. It seems that only Wang Yanji knows where the headquarters is. I can interrogate it later."

Jiang Hou nodded, but that's not the job of the Shuguang team. Currently, the Shuguang team is only suitable for activities in Donghai City.

In other words, neither he nor Yang Tian would go to a place other than the East China Sea for such a matter. It would be more realistic to find out what the police department handed over to colleagues in other places.

Ye Da also made it clear to Jiang Hou about Hu Er's situation. After being slapped by Ye Da, the mixed-haired fox no longer lost control, but it was still in a state of despair. After that, it would be taken to the special affairs department.

Ye Da specifically told Jiang Hou that this guy was just naive, not a serious crime, and he could deal with it as appropriate.

Jiang Hou nodded and said: "It's getting late, leave the rest to the police, you have to go to class tomorrow, you can disband."

It was the first time that the Dawn Project's five-person team dispatched collectively. The plan all came from the five people's own discussions. very satisfied.

When Hu Er left, he looked at Ye Da, remembered what Ye Da said before, and said pitifully:

"Are you good people?"

Ye Da opened his mouth, not knowing how to return.

Wang Weiwen hugged Ye Da's shoulder from behind, pointed to Ye Da and said, "Of course this guy is a good guy."

Seeing Hu Er being taken away, Ye Da glanced at Wang Weiwen strangely: "Send me a good person card?"

"Give that little guy some hope, an 8-year-old little monster, and there is still hope to get rid of evil and return to good."

Looking at Hu Er's fat figure, he is not much younger than Wang Yanji.
"Is this fucking eight years old? No, how do you know."

"He said that, but you forgot?"

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After bidding farewell to everyone, Ye Da didn't go back to Happiness. Anyway, he was already in the suburbs, and there happened to be something he wanted to try.

The incense burner in the left hand is getting better and better under the accumulation of the white smoke before. Although the crack has not been repaired, it can accommodate more and more white smoke of vitality.

As for the purple smoke, Ye Da checked several funeral homes and cemeteries, and was planning to try it sometime, but these places were all in the suburbs, and they were not available a few days ago.

Anyway, I have traveled so far tonight, and one of the cemeteries is in this area.

He ordered three cars in a row, but they were all canceled by the driver. Ye Da could only change the address to a dry cleaner one kilometer away, and this time the driver finally came to pick him up.

In order not to scare the driver away again, Ye Da remained silent all the way, got out of the car, swept a bicycle, and headed towards the periphery of the destination.

Finding an empty wall, Ye Da leaped a few meters high and climbed in easily.

Liu Xiaoqian floated out: "My benefactor, is this a cemetery?"

Ye Da nodded.Liu Xiaoqian shrank her neck: "You won't encounter ghosts, right?"

Ye Da:.
The modern cemetery is actually not so eerie. If there is no preset in mind, it is actually more like an uninhabited park. Not to mention carved dragons and painted phoenixes, but it is also quite elegant. The trails composed of tree-lined shrubs divide the cemetery Formed into squares, and then sold at different prices according to geographical location.

Generally speaking, the unit price per square meter is more expensive than a house in Donghai.

Walking in front of a tombstone, Ye Da stretched out his left hand, urging the incense burner inside, and the tattoo slowly emerged, exuding a dim light of spirit seeds.

After waiting for a while, nothing happened.

"really."

In the modern cemetery, all the ashes are buried, and the corpses are only a handful of white ash after incineration. Even if there is any sinister corpse, it is afraid that it will dissipate in the incinerator at thousands of degrees. The residue doesn't last long either.

But it's all here, Ye Da simply wanders around.

After going to several different areas, Ye Da sensed an imperceptible yin energy near one of the tombstones.

Not enough for the incense burner to produce purple smoke, but enough for Ye Da to discover.

Going around to the front of the tombstone, there is a photo of a young man on the head of the tombstone.

The tombstone is very new. I'm afraid the words were engraved in the past two days. Look at the date.
library dead
Ye Da didn't have much emotion, but just thought it was a coincidence.

But it’s normal to think about it. Dozens of people died that day. Assuming that half of them were locals in Donghai, there are only seven or eight cemeteries in Donghai. There might even be more than one victim in the Lingzi incident in this cemetery.

Liu Xiaoqian looked at the boy's photo and said, "It must be very reconciled to die before finishing school and stepping into society."

Ye Da shook his head and said: "Natural disasters and man-made disasters are inevitable. If you don't become a spirit body, the dead will not regret it. If you die, you will disappear."

Xiaoqian nodded thoughtfully, "Then I'd rather be a spirit body. Although I'm not alive, it's good to be with Engong and Xiaoqing every day."

Ye Da thought, that's because you lost your memory.

In the empty cemetery, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Ah, there's one here."

Ye Da turned his head suddenly, and a fat figure appeared behind him out of nowhere, wearing an old-fashioned shirt and overalls with a very old-fashioned feel, and a pair of disproportionate gold-rimmed glasses on his huge face.

The transparency is a bit low, this is a spirit body, and Ye Da has seen it before.

In that spiritual body hospital.

The fat figure looked at Ye Da, showing a kind smile: "Mr. Ye, right, we meet again."

Liu Xiaoqian jumped (floated) three feet high, hid behind Ye Da, exposed half of her head through the model, and looked at the spirit body in front of her.

Ye Da: "What's the name?"

"You can just call me Lao Zhou. I routinely visit various cemeteries, but I didn't expect to meet Mr. Ye."

Ye Da asked suspiciously, "You also manage the cemetery?"

Lao Zhou laughed and said, "How can it be called management? We're just eating. All the private cemeteries in Donghai belong to Uncle Jiu. This way, we can easily find newborns of the same kind and find some food."

Ye Da has several good guys in his heart.

The slight joy of earning [-] in one night disappeared in an instant.

Uncle Jiu is worthy of being Uncle Jiu, let alone several hospitals in his hands, and a cemetery!
This is a one-stop service for life, old age, sickness and death.

"Ruyan has been mentioning you before, you can come to play when you have time, you should also have a Jiushu's pen."

(End of this chapter)