I, the outlaw, was caught again

Chapter 251 Case closed! Professional counterpart! [Three-in-one monthly ticket request! ]

How blind is Zhao Jin's mother?
Mr. Xu didn’t know it before, but he knows it now.

When everyone rushed into the living room, they saw a scene that they would never forget in their lifetime.

I saw a man with a red face squatting at the feet of an old man.

He had a knife in his hand.

The blade peeled off the old man's skin bit by bit, starting from the feet. The subcutaneous tissue was peeled open by the knife, and the atrophied muscles were clearly visible.

This is Zhao Jin.

This is Zhao Jin’s biological mother.

"Son, is anyone coming in?"

The old man sat on the chair, enduring the pain, and asked blankly.

"boom!"

The moment Xu Sheng came in, he kicked the stunned Zhao Jin with lightning speed. The opponent's body moved violently, and the huge force made his back hit the wall.

"Who? Who's coming?"

The old man was still asking in confusion.

Xu Sheng turned his head and looked at the person in front of him.

The other person's hair was gray, his skin was covered with wrinkles, and his old appearance seemed lonely.

The point is those eyes.

The other person's eyes were open, but they seemed to be covered by a layer of white cloth, and looked extremely pale.

This is a blind man.

Xu Sheng lowered his head, looking at his right foot whose skin had been peeled off and the bloody knife.

He said nothing and walked calmly to Zhao Jin who was standing beside him.

The force of that kick just now exceeded the limit of ordinary people. The huge impact has made Zhao Jin still unable to recover and his brain is dizzy.

Xu Sheng smiled, then raised his leg and kicked the other person in the forehead again.

After this kick, a lot of blood suddenly appeared on the ground.

Zhao Jin fainted.

"waste."

Xu Sheng grinned, then waved his hand, glanced at the old man who was still confused and felt pain in his right leg but was still enduring it, and shook his head slightly.

"take away!"

Several policemen nearby immediately rushed forward and handcuffed the man.

The old man's right leg was already covered in blood, with muscles and bones clearly visible, the skin on the surface was drooping, and the ground was covered with blood.

The experienced policemen around rushed forward to give him the most basic bandage, at least to prevent him from dying from excessive blood loss.

Xu squatted down, put on gloves, and groped for a backpack left in the living room.

The bag is very big and can hold roughly a quilt.

"Squeak~"

The zipper was opened, and the next moment, a fishy smell hit me in the face!

Several policemen present frowned.

What's in the bag?
There are several wooden tablets and a few incense burners.

Of course, there are also a few pieces of skin.

Xu Sheng took out a processed skin.

The skin was made into a lantern, with several pieces of skin folded together. Fortunately, the owner could be identified by the direction of one of the faces on the surface.

This is Zhao Hu's skin.

The facial features above vaguely reveal Zhao Hu's appearance. At fifteen years old, he is not too old and has a few pimples on his face, but now this is all that is left.

In addition, there is a shrine.

The little man enshrined in the shrine disappeared, and was replaced by a piece of meat.

The piece of meat was none other than the skin of a baby that was only about five months old and had been cut out of the womb. Zhao Jin used the skin to wrap a faceless clay sculpture and then placed it in the shrine.

There were also a few toys in the bag, as well as some Southeast Asian items.

"what is this?"

Li Sheng paused and took out a golden doll with a smile on its face from his bag.

The doll is very big, slightly larger than an adult's forearm, and it has its hands clasped together, with a layer of gold paint on the surface, making it look like a handicraft.

Xu Sheng paused and said:
"The evidence is in there."

inside?
Li Sheng paused, and after taking evidence from multiple angles with the camera, he shook it slightly and found that there was indeed something inside, so he asked someone to knock it open.

what is inside?
A mummy.

A dried corpse the size of a forearm, which was molded into a shell after death. You can still faintly smell the scent of incense.

"Kumanthong, the little ghost from Southeast Asia."

Xu Sheng stood up and shook his head.

"As for the mummy."

"I guess it's Zhao Jin's child in Southeast Asia."

Li Sheng was stunned, and then his heart sank.

"Close the team!"

Raising little ghosts, this thing is something that many people are extremely keen on.

On the other side of the alley, celebrities and officials prefer it, and those who speak softly also believe in it.

For example, 70% to 80% of cases involving ghosts and monsters occur in these two places.

Of course, that doesn’t mean there is none in the mainland.

Many people have also done this with celebrities from the mainland, such as the rumor about the actress mentioned earlier, or about an actor from a crosstalk opera, although the rumor was only unilaterally denied by the other party. However, some people are still spreading it.

Generally speaking, the more an industry relies on luck and opportunity, the more people like to do this.

And Zhao Jin.
"You didn't die after falling into the river. You were abducted by human traffickers and then went to Southeast Asia. You were bought by several 'masters' and became a handyman. After more than ten years of hard work, you finally became the master's apprentice, right?"

In the interrogation room, the lights suddenly came on, illuminating Zhao Jin's facial features.

Xu Sheng Li Sheng looked at the person in front of him and spoke coldly.

According to the other party, Zhao Jin was rescued by human traffickers after falling into the river and becoming unconscious. He was then sold to Southeast Asia through the traffickers' channels.

Is this normal?

Very normal.

Southeast Asia is extremely chaotic. During the "Happy Circus" case, Xu Sheng had nothing better to do and explained the case to Li Sheng.

A group of people were traveling in Southeast Asia and then disappeared. When they were seen again, they had become disfigured, twisted people begging on the street.

If you take them to the police station and report them, then what awaits you is...
It will be someone in a Rolls-Royce luxury car who will take these people away, and the police will not care.

Or some evil arts require human sacrifices, such as black magic, which all require living people!
If too many people die locally, the truth will be revealed and they will be arrested, but they still have to practice evil magic, so where can they find these people?
Arrest people from other countries!
The East, with its large population, naturally became the first target.

"Generally speaking, most people are tricked into going there through recruitment information or by plane. As for Zhao Jin, I guess he just happened to run into a ship that tricked people into going to Southeast Asia."

Xu Sheng remained silent. He guessed that the other party had climbed up step by step from the identity of "drug scum".

Until now, I have gradually become a master, and then.
"Then, in order to practice the so-called evil arts, you returned to the East Country and killed your son and devoured your mother!?"

Li Sheng looked at the man in front of him coldly and clenched his fists.

"Oh, this is not evil magic, this is holy magic!"

Zhao Jin looks 70% similar to Zhao Hu, but now his face is full of gloom and he looks at the police in front of him with indignation.

"When my magical power is perfected, every one of you will die!"

Zhao Jin roared, his voice roaring into the ears of several people.

"When the time comes, I will drive the little devil, and all your relatives, wives, and children will die!"

Still thinking about practicing?

Xu Sheng paused and looked at Zhao Jin in front of him.

"Great achievement?"

"What a coincidence, I also have someone here who has mastered divine skills."

"He was clamoring to see you."

A great achievement?

Zhao Jin paused, a confused look in his eyes.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Xu Sheng walked out and clapped his hands, and then a man with a crew cut appeared in front of them.

Mr. Xu didn't say anything, but the other party walked in impatiently.

"Zhao Jin?"

"My father and grandfather told me when we were young that if I met someone like you, he would usually have to answer two questions for me."

Li Hao spoke with a serious face.

He is in the funeral business. His ancestors were all involved in this business and had a lot of contact with ghosts and gods.

But our ancestors’ teachings say that ghosts and gods can be respected but not believed in.

If someone in the family believed it, then let him answer two questions. Although Zhao Jin was not his family member, Li Hao couldn't help it.

"You raised four little ghosts, right?"

"Then can you figure out whether you will get slapped today?"

Looking at Zhao Jin, Li Hao's eyes revealed unfriendly intent.

"And your little devil"

"Will it prevent you from getting a slap?"

Mr. Xu walked to the cafeteria and ate a small bite.

The case is almost closed. The murderer, the victim, and the evidence obtained during the arrest can all prove that Zhao Jin is the murderer.

Zhao Jin's mother is in her seventies, blind, and locked up in her hometown. She has little time for activities on weekdays, and there is no difference between when she is asleep and when she is awake.

However, even at his age, he could still recognize Zhao Jin's voice.

Zhao Jin said that he learned a lot of skills abroad.

Cast a spell to heal her eyes.

Then he drew his knife, ready to skin his mother alive.

He believed that the little ghost's ability was formed by the resentment and pain in his previous life. The more pain it suffered, the higher its ability would be, and the stronger his own magic power would be, so he took action without any psychological pressure.

His mother was very happy, thinking that her son who had disappeared for a long time was still so filial.

It hurts a bit though.

She said, "It hurts."

Zhao Jin said, "It won't hurt in a while."

She believed it, so she kept silent so as not to disturb her son Zhao Jin who was concentrating on his work.

By the time the police arrived, the skin on the entire lower leg of his right leg had been cut apart from the flesh and blood, and was hanging in the air.

"How's the old man?"

In the cafeteria, Xu Sheng glanced at Li Sheng beside him.

"It's still in the critical period. Too much blood has been lost." Li Sheng sighed and ate his meal in a depressed mood.

"Where is Zhao Jin's confession?" Xu Sheng thought for a moment and asked again.

He had interrogated the other party before.

However, the other party had a mental problem and it was tiring to interrogate him. Xu was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and kick him in the face.

He simply left the mess to Li Sheng.

"This guy never thought of denying it. He even shared his cultivation experience with the police and wanted them to practice with him." Li Sheng said. If the other party was stubborn, it would be ok, at least it would prove that he knew it was wrong.

But I think this is right, I think killing others to refine ghosts is right.
Even killing his own mother!

"What do these people think?"

Li Sheng took a deep breath, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Four or five years ago, Zhao Jin's status in Southeast Asia became higher. He found a woman and refined the remaining children into Kumantong. Then, after five or six years, he would refine them again!"

“Isn’t this sick?”

His meaning was very simple, that is, the Kumantong itself did not have any magical power. After the other party refined it, they found that this thing was useless.
Then why do you still need to continue practicing the Five Ghosts Revenge Technique?

Isn't this a mental illness?!

Don't turn back until you hit the wall? If you step into a pit, you must keep going forward and step into all the pits! ?

You know, this person is not mentally ill, and he doesn't have the so-called "collective hysteria" in the mermaid case!
He is a person with ordinary thinking.
"Captain Li, do you think those gamblers can make their money back?"

Mr. Xu shook his head and did not speak directly, but gave an example.

Most people know about gambling, but they often find it difficult to understand those who have already lost all their fortunes but still want to gamble.

At first glance, it’s a scam. Anyone who comes here will think that only a fool would gamble, but the other party will continue to gamble anyway.

"The same goes for Zhao Jin. This is the first difference in cognition, which leads to different thinking."

"In his mind, the moment the Kumantong appears, it is like picking up a dollar, feeling healthy, or even improving his status through hard work."

Mr. Xu took a bite of the food indifferently.

“They will all think it’s the Kumantong’s credit.”

"You can't see the Kumantong and you can't control it. That's because your cultivation is low and your magic power is weak. It has nothing to do with the magic itself."

There is a fable that reflects this mentality.

The story is about a couple. The husband goes to work in the fields before dawn every morning and does not return home until the sun sets.

The wife did nothing at home. She burned incense and prayed day and night, kneeling before the god and praying that her family would live a prosperous life.

Then a year later, the crop was good and the man sold it for enough money to live comfortably.

The man said that this was the money he earned through hard work.

The woman said that this was a gift from God, and she wanted to pull the man to kneel down and worship together, and even spent all her money to gild the statue.

"People will find reasons for certain things, but after they have done something, there will be no voice in their ears asking who did it or why it happened."

"Since there is no such thing, the so-called reason must be found by the people themselves."

Xu Sheng spoke, it’s not that he didn’t know what the other person was thinking.

But knowing that doesn't mean he doesn't think the other person is an idiot.

"How can one find it? Naturally, one should look for it in one's own cognition."

"In this way, the Kumantong that I made became the reason for me to get paid and for my luck to improve."

When ordinary people pick up a coin, they will say that they are lucky and did a good deed to find it.

When Zhao Jin finds money, he will say that it was his little ghost that made his luck better.

This happens dozens of times, and people attribute their promotions or good health to the little ghost they raise. Naturally, they will brainwash themselves, develop extreme thinking, and then practice the so-called "magic skills."

"Well, Captain Lee, remember the so-called 'Boy Scouts' over in the Black State?"

Suddenly, Xu Sheng asked again.

There is war in Heizhou, and the countries are fighting each other because of the shadow of some big countries.

As the fight went on, there naturally weren't enough people to help, so the children had to be used.

A bullet fired by a ten-year-old child is just as deadly as a bullet fired by a forty-year-old man!
The reason why these so-called "Boy Scouts" are not afraid of death is because
"It's the same as Zhao Jin. The essence is to use cognition to distort thinking."

"Just tell them that you have been blessed, strengthened, and invulnerable. Hurry up and charge with your guns. Then, in their minds, they will be invulnerable."

“So, he rushed forward fearlessly.”

Mr. Xu spoke again and briefly explained the difference between cognition and thinking.

Cognition, thinking, and objective facts, these three things seem to be closely related, but sometimes they have nothing to do with each other.

For example, one of the most common illusions in life.

'She talks to me because she likes me.'

As long as you think that the other person likes you, then everything that happened in the past during your acquaintance will seem ambiguous.

But the objective facts are just what the other party said casually.

"Tsk, pity the victims."

Li Sheng sighed, then buried his head in his food without saying anything else.

The victim is innocent.

Although Zhao Hu had some grudges with Xu Sheng, he was not sentenced to death. At most he would be sentenced to several decades or more.

The second murder scene was purely an accident.

She is a very hardworking woman. Even though she is nearly five months pregnant, she still gets up at five in the morning and weeds outside with a hoe, just wanting to get back to work in the factory as soon as possible.

The husband was also very hardworking. He lived directly at the construction site and only rushed home after receiving the news from his wife. At that moment, he felt like the sky was falling.

As for Zhao Jin's mother.
This person can also be considered a victim. His children and grandchildren are unfilial and he himself has health problems. He wanted to raise children to take care of him in his old age, but now it has become a matter of life and death!

And
"Zhao Li is dead."

Suddenly, just when Xu Sheng finished his meal and was about to leave, Li Sheng suddenly spoke.

Zhao Li?

Zhao Hu’s biological mother?
Xu Sheng paused and looked back at Li Sheng.

"When Zhao Hu's leather belt was brought to the police station, Zhao Li insisted on taking a look at it. You know, the rules are there, and the other party has the right to see the appearance of their own child."

Li Sheng sighed.

The victim, Zhao Hu, is Zhao Li’s biological son. He wanted to see and the police couldn’t stop him.

"She looked at it for a while, then went crazy and ran outside."

"He ran to a building and jumped down. He was sent to the hospital but could not be saved."

Zhao Li also died.
The other party is not a suspect, and the police have no right to temporarily detain him. If he can be detained forever, he probably won't die.

Xu Sheng paused, then nodded, "Okay, I understand."

He put the plate into the unified recycling area and then walked out silently.

Xu Sheng looked up, looked at the inky black night above his head and sighed.

"It's a murder case."

Afterwards, Xu Sheng walked out silently.

As I walked, I heard a series of sounds.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for completing this mission. ]

[This mission is part of the series of missions 'Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea' (2/3)]

[Rewards are being distributed]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the skill reward: Nonsense, Special Items x3, Special Employees x3]

[A bunch of nonsense: You speak to people in a human way and to ghosts in a ghost way. This will become your instinct. Your words will convince 99.99% of the people in the world! ]

[You will become the leader of everyone. Under your instigation, the thinking of thousands of people will become more and more extreme. They will worship you as a god and become your fanatics. For this, they may even sacrifice their entire family's lives, including their own! ]

[Your words are the imperial decree, your eyes will be a reward, in their hearts, you are the supreme God! ]

"Tsk, brainwashing."

Mr. Xu smacked his lips slightly, because he knew the power of brainwashing.

To put it simply, this thing is a rumor.

To put it in a broader sense, it means raising a group of death warriors!

Let me put it this way, if there are a hundred people who are willing to listen to you and do whatever you tell them to do, then you won’t have to worry about your life and you can just lie down and live in a villa.

And if you have this skill, brainwashing a hundred people will be effortless!
Even if you go to India, Southeast Asia, or war-torn areas like Heilongjiang.
The number of people brainwashed will increase exponentially!

"There are also special props."

Xu Sheng paused and suddenly moved his gaze downwards.

In addition to skills, there are several rewards.

[Special Reward: With the development of industrialization, superstitions about gods and ghosts have gradually faded away. However, although fewer and fewer people know about them, they still have evidence of their existence! ]

[Jiangsan City, suburbs, Chengguang Avenue directly connects to a dark forest. Maybe you can find three props there. ]

【At the same time, three employees can also be found. 】

Special props?

Is it related to this kind of superstition?
Xu Sheng thought about it for a while.

There are many superstitious things, like the "Shi Gan Dang". This thing is very common. Whether you are in the countryside or in the city, you can see a house with this thing every few steps. It is usually a floor tile embedded in the wall.

If you bring this kind of weird stuff to a haunted house.
Mr. Xu thought about it for a moment.

"Forget it. The haunted house doesn't need these anyway."

Xu Sheng thought so.

There is nothing else like a haunted house.

If you want money, Xu Sheng has no money; if you want your life, Xu Sheng won’t give it to you.

But there are definitely a lot of talents!

Take any person out at random, and they are all people with unique skills. They are rare among the rare in the society and are simply incomparable to ordinary people.

If the three special personnel were Taoist priests, they would probably be very conspicuous if they were dropped on the main road.

But as for the haunted house, it is probably like a drop of water merging into the ocean.

It was not noticeable at all, and even Uncle Ba and the others wanted to laugh.

"Haozi, go find Wang Chao and go to the depths of Chengguang Avenue to look for a few things. Well, there should be three more people there."

Mr. Xu thought about it and finally decided to let professionals handle professional matters.

It’s better to let Li Hao find these weird things.

After all, the other party is playing funerals and making paper figures!
My family has instilled some superstitious knowledge in me, so it’s only natural that I should go find this kind of thing!
"I noticed it when I went there before, but forgot to bring it back. You and Chaozi go take a look."

Xu Sheng said so.

"What is that?" Li Hao asked suspiciously.

"It should be some shrines, or Kumantong, Yin amulets or something like that." Xu Sheng said casually.

He is needed to finalize this case, but time is not convenient.

For example, the conflict between Zhao Hu and Li Shu, he still had to sort this out and send it to the people above who were inspecting it.

"Isn't this something for raising little ghosts!?"

Li Hao widened his eyes. Although the Kumantong was not from the East Country, he also knew about this thing.

"Brother, you are too superstitious."

"Why didn't you say that you were superstitious when you were making paper figures?" Xu Sheng looked at Li Hao in front of him speechlessly.

"Go back quickly."

Xu Sheng waved his hand, thought for a moment, and said:

"By the way, remember to wear your hat with Chaozi."

In the evening, half past nine.

Wang Chao looked at the black hat with the words "Peace in the World" in his hand. He then raised his head and pulled the hat with the words "Get Rich as Soon as You See It" in Li Hao's hand.

Finally, I looked at the pitch-black forest in the distance.

Finally fell into deep thought.

"What does Brother Xu mean by professional matching?"

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