The Underworld Detective

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We ran back and saw that it turned out that Police Officer Luo and Officer Luo had committed 'suicide'. The corpses were lying on the ground, Deputy Director Zheng struggled desperately and shouted, "Don't stop me, let me kill myself!"

It turned out that they were carrying out my fake death plan, and they did it very naturally. No three people died together. The crowd was overwhelmed. I said I'd take a look.

I tested it fakely, and the police officer blinked at me during the test and asked in a low voice, "Am I acting like that?"

I scolded, "Shut up!"

After the test, I stood up and shook my head pretending to be sad. "I like Deputy Commissioner Zheng. Don't let him do impulsive things."

Afraid of others seeing flaws, I have been guarding the body. When the police car came, I personally packed the two police officers into the bag, leaving a vent for the bag and sending it to the car.

Zhang Jiulin said strangely: "Impossible, why are there only three of them?"

I lowered my voice and revealed to him: "I told them to swindle to death. They did not die. How could the killer give up, don't talk about it!"

Zhang Jiulin looked at me very unexpectedly, and laughed, "Your boy, he's a ghost."

We went back with the car. On the car, I called Wang Dali and asked him to buy some hooded clothes. Large, Wang Dali said in a loss: "Yangzi, Li Mazi doesn't hang me, he really is Li Mazi? "

I said, "What's so strange about Li Mazi, I caught Zhang Jiulin alive and waited to see the idols at the gate of the city bureau!"

Zhang Jiulin looked at me with suspicious eyes, and I explained: "Jiuge, I have a small request. One of my classmates worships you, and I will take a photo with him later!"

Zhang Jiulin nodded: "Yes, but I also have a small request. The little spirit I raised said that your blood smells good. I have been clamoring and wanting to drink last night. Can you contribute a little?"

I asked around knowingly: "Spirit pet? Where is it?"

Zhang Jiulin asked me to put his hand in his arms, and I did. I saw a slight bulge in his clothes, and suddenly a sharp little bite bit my finger, and it hurt so much that I didn't want it, and screamed involuntarily.

Huang Xiaotao sat on the co-driver and looked back at our ambiguous gestures. Then he cried out: "Ah, why did you sell the rot if you didn't agree?"

Forced to donate 150CC of blood, I pulled my hand back and saw a pair of small crescent-shaped eyes in his arms. A girl's voice said, "Thank you for your hospitality, I really want to drink every day!"

Zhang Jiulin flicked her clothes and cursed with a smile: "You little fox who has a different mind."

Although I generally know his ability, but I can see it with my own eyes, it still feels incredible, if I can raise a spiritual pet, but it is better not to have this kind of blood-sucking, then I can't stand it.

When he came to the city bureau, Wang Dali stood eagerly at the door and looked forward. When he saw Zhang Jiulin getting out of the car with me, his eyes instantly straightened, and he rushed over and called, "Sure, are you really Zhang Jiulin?"

Facing such enthusiastic fans, Zhang Jiulin was a bit uncomfortable and still answered all his questions politely.

Huang Xiaotao asked suspiciously: "The two know each other?"

I waved my hand: "In a word, you can understand the relationship between fans and idols."

Zhang Jiulin finally managed to get rid of Wang Dali's entanglement, and when we came to the morgue, he asked me, "Little Song Yang, aren't you usually afraid of the corpse?"

I replied: "The body is more honest and reliable than the living!"

He nodded: "You have the guts to pass, and you have plenty of yang, a good seed for a fetish businessman. Would you like to consider a new line? It's more profitable than you do."

I said, "Thank you. My grandfather knew that he would scold me under Jiuquan."

I glanced at Huang Xiaotao, and she gave me a commendable look. Zhang Jiulin noticed our little movements and smiled subtly: "In my opinion, the drunk is not in the bar!"

The other corpses were sent directly to the funeral home. The corpses of the two police officers were still here. I changed them and told them to leave quietly through the back door. Do not act alone. But where is the current situation safer? What if the killer saw through our plan and cut them off halfway?

Zhang Jiulin saw my mind and said, "I asked Li Mazi to take care of them and teach them to read the Tao Te Ching by the way."

I said, "Then there is work!"

Zhang Jiulin called Li Mazi, and then asked two police officers to go to a hotel to find a handsome uncle who looks like Wu Xiubo and has a temperament like Chen Daoming. I added: "I have a punk face and a wry expression."

I have another thing to ask Zhang Jiulin, teaching policemen to read the Tao Te Ching.

We found a conference room and brought everyone in the task force here. The people who had just been saved by Zhang Jiulin trusted him very much, but others couldn't. Many people think that this is a feudal superstition, just like when I was about to use a murderous technique at the beginning, the gurus said that where we called from this master, the police even believed this absurd thing.

Zhang Jiulin said lightly: "Fate is your own, you love to learn!"

Some arrogant young policemen were ready to leave immediately. I stood up and shouted, "Everyone is restless and impatient. Listen to me. The Tao Te Ching can resist the murderous sounds, and it has scientific basis."

The eyes of the whole room focused on me, and I explained that such a thing as a spell had a psychological hint first, and there was another important principle of internal organ resonance, such as saying the word "Tao" When the tongue is raised and the lungs resonate, when the word "Name" is pronounced, the mouth and throat resonate, and the word "mother" resonates in the abdominal cavity. Dantian, invisibly protects the internal organs, making the killer sounds ineffective.

Why are people who practice vocal music healthier and those monks are rarely sick?

It is precisely because singing and chanting can exercise the internal organs and regulate the breath. What is breathing in Taoism? To put it plainly, all kinds of loud sounds are emitted from the chest, which is similar to modern vocal practice.

Someone jokingly said, "In that case, can't we sing?"

I shook my head: "No, the spell was carefully designed by the ancestors. Every word is exquisite and can take care of each of your organs. This cannot be done by the song. In addition, when the killer sounds appear It ’s easy to be distracted when everyone sings in a mess, but when you chant a spell together, you can concentrate your mind and get rid of the distractions. The spiritual power of people is unlimited. "

After listening to me, everyone showed a convincing expression, and the atmosphere of questioning was swept away. After sitting down, Huang Xiaotao laughed and said, "A serious nonsense!"

I explained: "No, this is what I saw from a book, and I just realized it myself."

Zhang Jiulin quietly gave me a thumbs up, and after studying, he said to me, "Little Song Yang, you have a better way to deal with these policemen. I have read the Daodejing for a lifetime, and I have never considered the principles of it. Today is I got to know each other a bit, and I really look at you a little bit. "

I laughed and said, "It's amazing!"