Enchanter
Chapter 167 The Spirit Evocation Ceremony
Chapter 1: Evocation Ceremony ([-])
Feeling the warmth emanating from his body, Conan Doyle finally nodded heavily, then wiped away the tears on his face, and nodded: "Now do as you said."
Conan Doyle understands that his rationality is now occupied by impulse, and he can't figure out the slightest clue. Moreover, he understands Yin Hui's strength, and Yin Hui's thinking on this matter is absolutely true and clear.
Opening the heavy iron door of the mortuary that isolates the world, the two of them went out. The waves of heat warmed their bodies, and the two of them felt much better.When I walked out of this corridor and saw the huge sun, my heart was filled with hope.
After getting into Conan Doyle's car, the two walked towards the local Public Security Bureau. A police officer named Fang Yi was originally in charge of the case.
When they finally found Fang Yi's office according to what the guard said, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. The Public Security Bureau had probably just started work, and the staff was a little loose.
Bang bang bang.Conan Doyle knocked on Officer Fang Yi's room.
But there was no answer inside, so she knocked a few more times and called out, "Officer Fang Yi, I'm Conan Doyle."
"Conan Doyle?" Behind them, a few police officers repeated in surprise, and then burst into laughter: "Haha, haha, I didn't expect the big detective to come to our stupid police station."
Conan Doyle glared at him angrily, but the man didn't hold back at all, still smiling wildly.
Looking at the man's fat body, Yin Hui smiled faintly, then took out a charm from his bosom, waved it in front of the fat policeman, and asked, "Do you know what this is?"
The fat policeman laughed even more wildly: "Haha, a big detective came to the police station with a big stick to handle the case."
His unbridled laughter provoked the other police officers to burst into laughter, and they all watched this good show with great interest.
"The heavens are spirited, the earth is spirited, the Taishang Laojun will show up soon." Yin Hui deliberately pretended to be a magic stick, then said a few words as if joking, pointed to the presumptuous policeman with both hands and said: "Slap me. "
"what……"
Snapped!
The policeman just wanted to laugh, but he didn't expect that his right hand, which was like a bear's paw, slapped him on the right side of the face. The burning pain forced his maniacal laughter down.
"What's wrong? What's going on here?" The fat policeman was a little dazed, and his colleagues were also frightened by the scene in front of him, thinking that the fat policeman was crazy.
"God said that when someone hits you on the right cheek, you stretch out the other cheek too." Yin Hui still had the expression of smiling but not smiling, looking at the fat policeman treacherously.
Snapped.
With a crisp sound, the fat policeman really obediently moved his left cheek, and then left five red handprints on his face with his left hand.
Now the fat policeman lost his prestige at all, as if a ghost was on his upper body, he looked at his left and right hands stupidly, and didn't come to his senses for a long time, his fellow policemen also rubbed their eyes one by one, thinking it was I was wrong.
Yin Hui and Conan Doyle watched this good show so calmly, with a smile on their lips from time to time.
"Ah, Conan Doyle, why are you here?" A thick middle-aged man's voice came from the door.Hearing this thick middle-aged voice, all the policemen quickly sat back in their seats as if they had seen a fierce ghost, not daring to say a word, just working so meticulously.
"Why don't you call me when you're here." The man walked up with an apologetic smile on his face, and then warmly shook hands with Conan Doyle: "Please come in, please come in."
Conan Doyle naturally followed the middle-aged man into the room and sat down.
"Let me introduce, this is my colleague, Yin Hui, and this is police officer Fang Yi, who was in charge of this criminal case before."
"Hello, I have known your name for a long time." The police officer Fang Yi seemed very enthusiastic: "I have heard of your name a long time ago. Please sit down."
Yin Hui was not very familiar with this set of official language, so he didn't say anything, but smiled politely.
"We came here this time to ask you for some information." Conan Doyle smiled, and then asked, "I don't know if you have the birthday date of that little American boy."
"Birthdate?" Fang Yi landscape frowned, "I don't have that, but what do you ask about the date of birth?"
"Well, of course we are useful for this." Conan Doyle replied dully.
"Hehe, I'll print out all the information for you." Police officer Fang Yi noticed that the atmosphere at the scene was not right, and it was obvious that Conan Doyle didn't want to answer this question, so he smoothed things over and over again: "If you need any help, just ask , don't be polite to me."
"Well, we will trouble you." Yin Hui smiled slightly: "Okay, let's go first."
Conan Doyle also nodded.
"Okay, the two of you are busy, and I won't keep the two of you." Fang Yi nodded and bowed to send the two of them away.
When passing by the fat policeman, Yin Hui took a special look. The guy obviously hadn't reacted yet. Buried under a large pile of materials, I dare not look at her more.
There was another point that he couldn't figure out, why police officer Fang Yi nodded and bowed more than these two people.
It wasn't until Fang Yi sent the two of them back that the fat man grabbed his arm in horror and asked nervously, "Boss, who were those two people just now?"
The rest of the policemen also pricked up their ears, wanting to hear the origin of that skinny young man. Even Fang Yi nodded and bowed to him.
"Those two people." Fang Yi's eyes were also a little frightened: "It's from the National Security Bureau, don't provoke them if you have nothing to do."
"National Security Bureau..." Fatty repeated with trembling mouth, and finally showed deep fear in his eyes, his whole body went limp, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
"What's the matter?" Fang Yi looked at the fat man's strange expression and asked curiously.
"It's nothing, it's nothing." The fat man shook his head again and again, and then buried his head in the file again, not daring to say a word for a long time.
"Well, it's fine." Fang Yi glanced at the fat man suspiciously, then turned and went into the office.
Inside Conan Doyle's car.
Yin Hui looked at the information in his hand, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Finally, I found a clue."
Conan Doyle also nodded: "Let's go to the office."
Yin Hui turned on the ignition and put it into gear quickly. The car rushed out like an angry wild leopard, making a series of screeching sounds of rubbing against the ground.
Conan Doyle is the convener with a calm expression. It's time for the members of the incredible group to show their talents.
Arriving at the abandoned branch of the National Security Bureau, I entered the office according to the prescribed procedures. After intensive repairs in the past few days, the basic functions of the office have been restored.
"Sun Tian, find out how many people are born on this day in Beijing." Conan Doyle handed over the densely printed information in his hand, on which the dates of birth of several victims were marked with pencils, It's all the same month and day.
Sun Tian is the sniper in the team, but he rarely uses it. This kid is also good at hacking, and most of the time he is responsible for stealing passwords and attacking servers.
Once even broke into the official website of the weather forecast, and filled in a few bright characters in the most prominent position: "The scalpel is a bastard."
For this matter, they were even criticized by their superiors, because their actions were not secretive, and they posted the names of the incredible team members.
After a search, Sun Tian finally shouted solemnly: "We have found out. There are [-] people born on the same day in Beijing."
"[-] people?" Hearing this huge data, she frowned again. How can I check this?[-] people, checking one by one?
"These people must have other things in common, come and have a look." Conan Doyle distributed the material with the victim's information printed on it, asking them to use their brains to think about it.
"These are all with handles." Yellow Crane Tower said: "Exclude, how many people are there?"
As expected of the old policeman, he has formed a fixed routine for handling cases, and he can figure it out without even thinking about it.
"There are still 650 three people." Sniper Sun Tian said.
"Three people from 650?" Everyone froze for a moment.
"Can we not break up, my dear, don't go..." A pleasant bell sounded, and the melody of Da Zhangwei's "Can We Not Break Up" was incompatible with the tense atmosphere of the scene, distracting everyone's attention force.
"Fuck, it was so easy to sort out a little bit of the clue, but it was disrupted all of a sudden." Demolition expert Sun Dong cursed and covered his head.
"Sorry, it's Fang Yi's call." Conan Doyle smiled apologetically, then walked out of the room and connected the phone.
Yin Hui continued to look at the information attentively, trying to find out the commonalities of several people.
But just as he gathered his energy, the door was pushed open with a slam, and the thoughts that had been so easy to get together were broken again. He looked up at Conan Doyle with some complaints.
But she found that her face was full of sorrow, she sighed and shook her head: "A girl died. According to the investigation at the scene, it was the serial criminal's modus operandi."
"Girl?" Yellow Crane Tower was stunned for a moment, then sighed.
"There are still [-] people." Sniper Sun Tian reminded everyone again: "Then the murderer will not want to kill these [-] people."
Feeling the warmth emanating from his body, Conan Doyle finally nodded heavily, then wiped away the tears on his face, and nodded: "Now do as you said."
Conan Doyle understands that his rationality is now occupied by impulse, and he can't figure out the slightest clue. Moreover, he understands Yin Hui's strength, and Yin Hui's thinking on this matter is absolutely true and clear.
Opening the heavy iron door of the mortuary that isolates the world, the two of them went out. The waves of heat warmed their bodies, and the two of them felt much better.When I walked out of this corridor and saw the huge sun, my heart was filled with hope.
After getting into Conan Doyle's car, the two walked towards the local Public Security Bureau. A police officer named Fang Yi was originally in charge of the case.
When they finally found Fang Yi's office according to what the guard said, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. The Public Security Bureau had probably just started work, and the staff was a little loose.
Bang bang bang.Conan Doyle knocked on Officer Fang Yi's room.
But there was no answer inside, so she knocked a few more times and called out, "Officer Fang Yi, I'm Conan Doyle."
"Conan Doyle?" Behind them, a few police officers repeated in surprise, and then burst into laughter: "Haha, haha, I didn't expect the big detective to come to our stupid police station."
Conan Doyle glared at him angrily, but the man didn't hold back at all, still smiling wildly.
Looking at the man's fat body, Yin Hui smiled faintly, then took out a charm from his bosom, waved it in front of the fat policeman, and asked, "Do you know what this is?"
The fat policeman laughed even more wildly: "Haha, a big detective came to the police station with a big stick to handle the case."
His unbridled laughter provoked the other police officers to burst into laughter, and they all watched this good show with great interest.
"The heavens are spirited, the earth is spirited, the Taishang Laojun will show up soon." Yin Hui deliberately pretended to be a magic stick, then said a few words as if joking, pointed to the presumptuous policeman with both hands and said: "Slap me. "
"what……"
Snapped!
The policeman just wanted to laugh, but he didn't expect that his right hand, which was like a bear's paw, slapped him on the right side of the face. The burning pain forced his maniacal laughter down.
"What's wrong? What's going on here?" The fat policeman was a little dazed, and his colleagues were also frightened by the scene in front of him, thinking that the fat policeman was crazy.
"God said that when someone hits you on the right cheek, you stretch out the other cheek too." Yin Hui still had the expression of smiling but not smiling, looking at the fat policeman treacherously.
Snapped.
With a crisp sound, the fat policeman really obediently moved his left cheek, and then left five red handprints on his face with his left hand.
Now the fat policeman lost his prestige at all, as if a ghost was on his upper body, he looked at his left and right hands stupidly, and didn't come to his senses for a long time, his fellow policemen also rubbed their eyes one by one, thinking it was I was wrong.
Yin Hui and Conan Doyle watched this good show so calmly, with a smile on their lips from time to time.
"Ah, Conan Doyle, why are you here?" A thick middle-aged man's voice came from the door.Hearing this thick middle-aged voice, all the policemen quickly sat back in their seats as if they had seen a fierce ghost, not daring to say a word, just working so meticulously.
"Why don't you call me when you're here." The man walked up with an apologetic smile on his face, and then warmly shook hands with Conan Doyle: "Please come in, please come in."
Conan Doyle naturally followed the middle-aged man into the room and sat down.
"Let me introduce, this is my colleague, Yin Hui, and this is police officer Fang Yi, who was in charge of this criminal case before."
"Hello, I have known your name for a long time." The police officer Fang Yi seemed very enthusiastic: "I have heard of your name a long time ago. Please sit down."
Yin Hui was not very familiar with this set of official language, so he didn't say anything, but smiled politely.
"We came here this time to ask you for some information." Conan Doyle smiled, and then asked, "I don't know if you have the birthday date of that little American boy."
"Birthdate?" Fang Yi landscape frowned, "I don't have that, but what do you ask about the date of birth?"
"Well, of course we are useful for this." Conan Doyle replied dully.
"Hehe, I'll print out all the information for you." Police officer Fang Yi noticed that the atmosphere at the scene was not right, and it was obvious that Conan Doyle didn't want to answer this question, so he smoothed things over and over again: "If you need any help, just ask , don't be polite to me."
"Well, we will trouble you." Yin Hui smiled slightly: "Okay, let's go first."
Conan Doyle also nodded.
"Okay, the two of you are busy, and I won't keep the two of you." Fang Yi nodded and bowed to send the two of them away.
When passing by the fat policeman, Yin Hui took a special look. The guy obviously hadn't reacted yet. Buried under a large pile of materials, I dare not look at her more.
There was another point that he couldn't figure out, why police officer Fang Yi nodded and bowed more than these two people.
It wasn't until Fang Yi sent the two of them back that the fat man grabbed his arm in horror and asked nervously, "Boss, who were those two people just now?"
The rest of the policemen also pricked up their ears, wanting to hear the origin of that skinny young man. Even Fang Yi nodded and bowed to him.
"Those two people." Fang Yi's eyes were also a little frightened: "It's from the National Security Bureau, don't provoke them if you have nothing to do."
"National Security Bureau..." Fatty repeated with trembling mouth, and finally showed deep fear in his eyes, his whole body went limp, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
"What's the matter?" Fang Yi looked at the fat man's strange expression and asked curiously.
"It's nothing, it's nothing." The fat man shook his head again and again, and then buried his head in the file again, not daring to say a word for a long time.
"Well, it's fine." Fang Yi glanced at the fat man suspiciously, then turned and went into the office.
Inside Conan Doyle's car.
Yin Hui looked at the information in his hand, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Finally, I found a clue."
Conan Doyle also nodded: "Let's go to the office."
Yin Hui turned on the ignition and put it into gear quickly. The car rushed out like an angry wild leopard, making a series of screeching sounds of rubbing against the ground.
Conan Doyle is the convener with a calm expression. It's time for the members of the incredible group to show their talents.
Arriving at the abandoned branch of the National Security Bureau, I entered the office according to the prescribed procedures. After intensive repairs in the past few days, the basic functions of the office have been restored.
"Sun Tian, find out how many people are born on this day in Beijing." Conan Doyle handed over the densely printed information in his hand, on which the dates of birth of several victims were marked with pencils, It's all the same month and day.
Sun Tian is the sniper in the team, but he rarely uses it. This kid is also good at hacking, and most of the time he is responsible for stealing passwords and attacking servers.
Once even broke into the official website of the weather forecast, and filled in a few bright characters in the most prominent position: "The scalpel is a bastard."
For this matter, they were even criticized by their superiors, because their actions were not secretive, and they posted the names of the incredible team members.
After a search, Sun Tian finally shouted solemnly: "We have found out. There are [-] people born on the same day in Beijing."
"[-] people?" Hearing this huge data, she frowned again. How can I check this?[-] people, checking one by one?
"These people must have other things in common, come and have a look." Conan Doyle distributed the material with the victim's information printed on it, asking them to use their brains to think about it.
"These are all with handles." Yellow Crane Tower said: "Exclude, how many people are there?"
As expected of the old policeman, he has formed a fixed routine for handling cases, and he can figure it out without even thinking about it.
"There are still 650 three people." Sniper Sun Tian said.
"Three people from 650?" Everyone froze for a moment.
"Can we not break up, my dear, don't go..." A pleasant bell sounded, and the melody of Da Zhangwei's "Can We Not Break Up" was incompatible with the tense atmosphere of the scene, distracting everyone's attention force.
"Fuck, it was so easy to sort out a little bit of the clue, but it was disrupted all of a sudden." Demolition expert Sun Dong cursed and covered his head.
"Sorry, it's Fang Yi's call." Conan Doyle smiled apologetically, then walked out of the room and connected the phone.
Yin Hui continued to look at the information attentively, trying to find out the commonalities of several people.
But just as he gathered his energy, the door was pushed open with a slam, and the thoughts that had been so easy to get together were broken again. He looked up at Conan Doyle with some complaints.
But she found that her face was full of sorrow, she sighed and shook her head: "A girl died. According to the investigation at the scene, it was the serial criminal's modus operandi."
"Girl?" Yellow Crane Tower was stunned for a moment, then sighed.
"There are still [-] people." Sniper Sun Tian reminded everyone again: "Then the murderer will not want to kill these [-] people."
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