dragon hunter

Chapter 186 Murder in the Early Morning
My face was full of anxiety, I ran to the side of the overturned commercial vehicle, and looked inside with my head.

I saw a woman whose hands and feet were bound and struggling in the carriage. It was Teacher Fang who had been kidnapped.

Ghost Detective Xu ran over in a hurry and chased towards the woods over there. I hurriedly told him to be careful.

When Teacher Fang saw my face, joy flashed in his eyes, but it was a pity that his mouth was sealed with tape and he couldn't speak.

I squeezed in, reached out to support Teacher Fang, untied the rope on her body, tore off the tape on her mouth, and asked her if she was okay.

Teacher Fang shook his head desperately, holding me in both hands with a look of shock, and burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, I got you in trouble." I said in embarrassment.

This time, Teacher Fang suffered a completely unreasonable disaster, and the whole matter has nothing to do with her at all.

"I was scared to death just now. I prayed desperately, who will save me, I didn't expect you to appear soon." Teacher Fang hugged me and cried loudly.

"Oh, fat man, did you watch something you shouldn't have seen again?" Fatty Wang's wretched voice came from outside the car.

I was so embarrassed that I wished I could find a hole in the ground and go in. The trouble I caused caused others to suffer, so I didn't have the nerve to accept this gratitude.

Teacher Fang also noticed that he had lost his composure, so he quickly let go of his arms, glanced at me with a flushed face, and arranged some messy clothes.

He stretched out his hand to help Teacher Fang out, and when he saw Ghost Detective Xu walking towards him, he asked him how he was doing.

"Run away, that guy is a veteran and cunning." Ghost detective Xu was a little frustrated.

A glint of gloom flashed in my eyes, that guy Wang Chen is very hot and cunning, let him slip this time, there will be endless troubles.

Teacher Fang suddenly screamed, stretched out his hand to hug my arm, trembling a little.

My eyelids twitched, not knowing what happened again, so I hurriedly asked.

"Over there, there's a dead man with a lot of blood." Teacher Fang said incoherently, terrified.

I looked sideways and saw that the beggar was covered in blood, lying motionless on the ground, completely dead.

This guy was also unlucky, he fell from upstairs, half his life was left, but Wang Chen ran away, panicked, knocked him into the air, and was completely dead.

"Let's get out of here first." When I saw Teacher Fang, I was really terrified, so I greeted Ghost Detective and walked towards Poussin by the roadside.

After sending Teacher Fang home and comforting him for a while, I turned around and walked out of the community, sat in Poussin, smoked a circle, and discussed countermeasures.

"Twice in a row, I let this guy slip away. It's a bit difficult to find him again." I took a deep breath.

"The deeds they did, being caught, is like stepping into the gate of hell. It's normal to be cunning and difficult." Ghost detective Xu stretched out his hand and flicked the cigarette ash.

"Hurry up and think of a way, Fatty is afraid to go home now." Fatty Wang said behind.

I frowned and thought for a moment, took out my mobile phone, and called Zhen Qingyi. After learning that she was staying in a hotel with security protection, I confessed a few more words and hung up the phone.

"We still have to start with Yin Xiangu, this is the only clue so far." I threw away the cigarette butt and said decisively.

"In the past, should we go back to sleep?" Fatty Wang yawned.

"Can you sleep?" I stared sideways at Fatty Wang.

The fat on Fatty Wang's face trembled, and he quickly shook his head, saying that he couldn't sleep.

After another round of running, we were all exhausted, but Wang Chen, who was running away, was like a poisonous thorn in our hearts. If we don't pull out this thorn, we can't rest in peace.

Returning to the downtown commercial street again, before approaching the store, the scene over there made us stop.

Scattered people surrounded the entrance of the shop, and they were cordoned off. A police car was parked next to it, and several figures in police uniforms came in and out.

"What's going on?" I looked over there in amazement, the police's formation really didn't look like a small case of sneaking and looting.

"I'll go over there to find out the news." Ghost Detective Xu squinted his eyes and watched for a moment, then raised his feet and walked over there.

The situation was unknown, and Fatty Wang and I stood where we were, when we saw Ghost Detective Xu walking over, chatting with a passerby next to us.

There was a man in a police uniform inside who seemed to know Ghost Detective Xu, and he extended his hand to say hello, and the two of them got together and started talking.

After a while, Ghost Detective Xu came back, frowning, looking preoccupied.

"Old Xu, did you find out what's going on?" I asked hastily.

"The old woman died, she was shot in the head, just half an hour ago." Ghost Detective Xu said solemnly.

I was taken aback for a moment, thinking about where we were half an hour ago.

At that time, I had just sent Teacher Fang home, and I comforted her at her home for a long time, but I didn't expect that the delay, the only clue, was cut off.

"Xiangu is dead, what about her little apprentice?" I thought of the veiled woman and asked anxiously.

"Missing, my comrade-in-arms said, probably kidnapped." Ghost Detective Xu said a little depressed.

I feel heavy in my heart, this is the method of professional criminals, decisive and fierce, without leaving any tails, and it is really hard to sleep and eat when I get involved with this kind of person.

"It's over, there's a huge crowd, where can I find that guy, are we waiting to be blacked out?" Fatty Wang said with a dejected expression, shrinking his neck.

As I walked around, for some reason, I remembered Wang Chen's corpse-like face behind the human skin mask.

"It's not the tomb robbers who have been robbers for many years, they won't be able to achieve that virtue, maybe there is another place where they can find clues." I said to myself.

"Where?" Fatty Wang and Ghost Detective Xu asked at the same time.

"Go to sleep first, we will go to Yujia Village tomorrow." I turned around and squeezed into Poussin.

Yujia Village used to be a prominent tomb robbery village, but after Yin Changsheng was killed by us, it quickly declined. Last time I heard from my second uncle that many people in the village changed careers.

But the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and Wang Chen has property in the local area, and most of them have intersected with Yujia Village.

In the evening, the three of us bachelors spent the night in my small shop.

When I got up in the morning, I called Zhen Qingyi and told her to be safe, wake up Fatty Wang who was like a dead pig, eat something in a hurry, and went straight to Yujia Village.

"Sister, Fatty Master swore that he would never come to this ghost village in his life, but he came again." Fatty Wang started mumbling as soon as he got out of the car.

I was not in the mood, so I took Fatty Wang and Lao Xu and walked straight to the second uncle's house.

With Yujia Village, I don’t know each other, and I had a conflict, but I also solved the curse for them. Many villagers still know me, and I met a few people who took the initiative to say hello along the way.

The door of the second uncle's house was open, and the old man was sitting at the table with a jug of old wine and a pile of peanuts. It was delicious to drink a sip of wine and eat a peanut.

Seeing us, the second uncle was taken aback for a moment, then stood up with joy on his face, and asked a passing guy to buy a few catties of pork head meat.

"Rare guest, don't say anything, let's have a good drink at noon." The second uncle enthusiastically pulled us to sit down.

"Old man, to be honest, we don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing." I smiled wryly.

"What did you say? If you think of the old man when you have something to do, that means you think highly of me. What's the matter?" The second uncle slapped the table boldly.

I talked about Wang Chen in detail, and then asked the old man if he knew anything about the coastal smuggling circle and Lu Guotao.

"Don't worry about this matter, wait for the old man to help you ask." After the second uncle finished speaking, he walked out with his hands behind his back.

After a while, the old man wandered back, sat at the table, took a sip of wine, and said, "I've asked the village boy to inquire about Wang Chen, and then let's talk about the coast."

I sat upright and listened attentively. This is an inside story that most people don't know.

"I haven't met Lu Guotao, but I've heard of him. He is well-known in the circle, and his wrist background is not bad." The second uncle picked up a peanut.

"Then what should we do, the fat man didn't provoke anyone, old man, do you think he was wronged?" Fatty Wang muttered from the side.

"Don't worry, you have to be calm when things happen, you fat baby, you have to learn more from Brother Zhang." The second uncle gave Fatty Wang a look.

I rubbed my nose in embarrassment. In fact, it was a lie that I was not nervous when I was involved in such a mess. However, I have experienced a lot recently, and I have developed the habit of not panicking when things happen.

"In fact, Lu Guotao alone is nothing to worry about, but behind him is the mysterious organization 'Faqiu' that has been circulating for nearly 2000 years." The second uncle said this with a serious expression on his face.

"What is Faqiu?" Fatty Wang looked puzzled.

When I heard the word "Faqiu", my heart moved, and I blurted out, "Could it be related to the Mojin Xiaowei formed by Cao Cao?"

Unofficial history records that in order to raise military expenses, Cao Cao formed a team dedicated to robbing tombs, which was Captain Mojin.

"That's right, 'Faqiu' is a descendant of Colonel Mo Jin. It's a very mysterious organization." The second uncle said slowly.

I rubbed my eyebrows with some headaches. It was originally a not-so-complicated grievance, but in the end it involved a mysterious organization with a long history.

"Little baby, are you scared?" The second uncle ate a peanut and looked at me with a half-smile.

I glared, slapped the table vigorously, and said, "I'm afraid of a woolen thread. Whatever it is, just one word, do it!"

"Have a backbone!" The second uncle gave a thumbs up, and then said, "Don't worry, 'Faqiu' has been passed down for so many years, it has long been no longer a monolith, and there are many ways inside."

"Grandpa, please give me some pointers." I filled the second uncle with a glass of wine.

The second uncle touched his body for a while, took out an inconspicuous wooden sign, threw it on the table in front of me, and said, "I have an old friend who I haven't contacted for many years. He is also from 'Faqiu'. If you are destined If you meet him, you can ask him for advice.”

I picked up the small wooden sign and saw the word "Seventeen" engraved on it. Other than that, it was ordinary and nothing special.

"People in the circle call him Seventeenth Lord. He has a weird temper, but his face is cold and his heart is warm." The second uncle introduced.

Just as he was talking, a boy from the village came in and whispered something in the second uncle's ear.

(End of this chapter)