Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

The security guard slowly took the key and said nonchalantly: "I don't know who her family offended. It seems that she owed a debt? The door was splashed with paint and was hacked with a knife."

Song Yi saw that the security guard was a good talker, so she followed his words and said, "Li Rui has offended a lot of people. I heard that she also has a son. Is the child okay?"

"Hey, that child has a miserable life. His mother disappeared for no reason, and his home was harassed. He has a home and can't go back, and I don't know where he can live as a child." The security guard said, sighing heavily, and Shaking his head: "His mother is unreliable, and neither is his father. He lives like an orphan."

"Why can't you even trust your father?" Bo Yesheng pretended to be surprised: "Is it possible that his father doesn't care about him?"

"Yes, his father came here a year ago. It seemed that he came to ask for money from the child's mother. The two of them had a big fight and got into trouble. They were fighting and quarreling, and the child also suffered. At that time, I saw that The child's head was covered with blood and he was carried out by ambulance." The security guard pointed to his head: "That's it, it's dented. Hey, it's not easy for that child to survive until now."

This part was not recorded in the information. If you can see the child's photo, figure out where he is, and look for it, you might be able to get clues. Song Yi thought, saying goodbye to the security guard and entering the community.

Song Yi hadn't walked a few steps when her phone vibrated. It was Qingxin who sent a message in the background, asking when she could come over.

Song Yi thought for a while: "I'll rush there in about an hour and a half. What happened?"

After the message was sent, Qingxin's dialog box soon showed that the other party was typing: "My daughter suddenly smashed things at home and gestured with a knife, saying that she would die as long as you come over."

After saying that, Qingxin also sent a video. The girl in the video looked even crazier than when she was just live broadcasting. She was gesticulating with a fruit knife in her hand, and she was staring at her like an enemy. Looking at Qingxin, even though Qingxin tried hard to suppress it, she could still vaguely hear her crying in the video. It was hard to imagine how she was tortured.

Seeing this, Song Yi was even more sure that the girl was being controlled. Perhaps the thing controlling her sensed something was wrong, so it made her go crazy.

"Tie her up to prevent her from doing too much. I will solve the problem on my side and rush over as soon as possible." After sending the message immediately, Qingxin replied with a good word in just a few seconds.

Putting away the phone, Song Yi moved faster. Even though Bo Yesheng had long legs, he couldn't match Song Yi who had been practicing for many years in terms of exercise. He almost had to trot to keep up.

Hearing the slight breathing behind her, Song Yi finally remembered Bo Yesheng's body and quickly stood up: "It's better for me to lead you, so that you can use less force."

"Okay." Bo Yesheng's chest rose and fell, and he stretched out his hand to hold Song Yi.

When the two entered the corridor, they smelled a damp and moldy smell. The stairs were very dilapidated, and many steps had missing corners to expose the bricks inside. Li Rui's home was on the third floor. As the security guard said, her door was even The narrow corridor was splashed with paint, and even the door opposite her was affected.

After opening the door with the key, the dust inside floated up, and an unconcealable smell of corruption instantly filled Song Yi's nasal cavity. Bo Yesheng covered his mouth and nose and coughed.

Song Yi patted his back gently: "If you can't bear it, go out first."

Bo Yesheng shook his head: "I'm fine." Perhaps to confirm what he said, he walked directly into the house, and footprints immediately appeared on the dusty ground when his shoes stepped on it. Song Yi couldn't persuade her, so she could only follow him into the room. Li Rui's house had a very classic layout of two bedrooms and one living room. The glass windows had not been cleaned all year round, and the location was facing the sun, so it was clearly daytime outside, but inside the house But it was as groggy as evening.

The doors of all the rooms are open, and you can see the mess inside. There is a pile of unknown garbage piled in the corners of the living room, including on the coffee table. Some of them can barely be judged by the outer packaging to be leftover instant noodle buckets or other items. It was the finished beer can.

Song Yi's little face wrinkled up. She was not even mentally prepared when Bo Yesheng called her: "There are many flowers here, but I can't tell what kind they are."

Song Yi rushed over immediately and saw that Bo Yesheng had a plastic bag on his hand that he found somewhere, and he was rummaging through the plastic bag among a large bunch of rotten flowers piled in the corner.

She never expected that Bo Yesheng would be the first to overcome the hurdle in her heart. She looked at him with admiration and praised him sincerely: "You are so awesome."

A happy smile appeared on Bo Yesheng's calm face, and his eyes became gentle: "It's nothing, as long as I can help you."

Song Yi walked forward and looked carefully at the flowers piled in the corner so many that she couldn't count them. Some of these flowers were still blooming and growing beautifully, while some were rotten and yellow, as if they had been sucked dry. Just as withered.

The delicate flowers are bright red and purple in color, with strange lines on the petals. The dead flowers exude a foul smell and have no lines. Song Yi took out her mobile phone and turned on the image recognition function, took a picture of the phone, and the software quickly recognized it. This flower is a peony, but looking at the photo and looking at the real thing, it looks nothing like a peony.

Later, Song Yi tried to transfer spiritual power into the flower. The flower did not respond, but the lines on it glowed red.

Bo Yesheng watched Song Yi's movements and knew that he could not help, so he quietly stepped aside and continued to search for clues.

Song Yi took off a part of the flower and put it into the sealed bag she carried with her. Professional people should do the professional things. Then she stood up and said, "I am sure that this flower grew up soaked in talisman water and is growing." Special runes were implanted during the process, and these words appear to be failures."

"Special runes? The kind of runes that make people obedient?" Bo Yesheng said, walking over with a box.

"It looks more vicious than that. It's a combination of several runes. In addition to making people obedient, it's also addictive. Over time, it will turn into a puppet, not even a puppet."

Song Yi said, remembering the previous investigation: "This batch of flowers is different from the batch of flowers that Li Rui sold before. What Li Rui bought later should be an improved version or another version of this batch of flowers."

"Another version?"

"It's just my guess." After saying that, Song Yi looked at the box in his hand: "What's in it?"

"It's a photo of Li Rui and her son. There are words on the back of the photo." Bo Yesheng immediately opened the box. Although the outside of the box was dirty, the photos inside were well preserved.