Hong Kong Special Administrative Region.The lobby on the ground floor of Block 4, Le Chi Residence Phase I, Kingswood Villa, Tin Shui Wai. The young Mrs. Mai came from the outside. When passing the duty room, she said to the old security guard on duty: "Bo Lin, do you know that Room A and Room B on the 29th floor are both haunted houses." "I knew it a long time ago. This incident was very violent. Especially in Room A, there is no one in this building who doesn't know. You just moved in. I was afraid that I would scare you, so I didn't dare to tell you." Lin Bo faced With a look of fear, his body trembled slightly, "Thinking of this in broad daylight can make people tremble."

"What was it like back then? Tell me quickly!" Mrs. Mai was full of curiosity. Lin Bo waved his hands and shook his head: "I don't think it's better for you not to know, these two units are opposite your house, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night." "I can't sleep if you don't tell me!" Mrs. Mai tugged on the other's arm affectionately, "Tell me quickly!" "Okay, okay, I'll just tell you, and may the Lord bless you!" Lin Bo gently pushed the opponent's hand away, made a sign of the cross on his chest, and said, "It was Mrs. Li and her who bought room B first. Sister Jinlan, who later hanged herself in the unit. She didn’t want to get hurt, so she planned to sell the unit to Qizai (that is, the adopted son) who rented Room A next door. But she later regretted it and raised the price For a long time, Qizai quarreled with her in Room A and strangled her to death."

"It's nothing to be afraid of, it's just that an old lady died in each of these two units." Mrs. Mai was slightly disappointed. "It's okay if only two people die. What's terrible is that Qizai used cement to bury Mrs. Li's body at the bottom of the kitchen stove because he was afraid that someone would find out that he had killed himself. On the first seven days of Mrs. Li, the blood from the corpse flowed downstairs. The downstairs resident complained to him once, but after a long time, the blood kept dripping from the ceiling, so they called 999 to call the police. Only then did they find out Mrs. Li was killed."

"You actually buried the corpse at the bottom of the stove." Mrs. Mai gasped, and said again, "Isn't he afraid of living with the corpse?" "Afraid?" Lin Bo showed a mysterious smile, "He may not be afraid at the time, but this matter is not over yet." "What about after that?" Mrs. Mai asked, grabbing the other's arm again. "After being arrested by the police, Qizai spent more than ten years in prison. He went crazy as soon as he was released. He always said that Mrs. Li wanted to kill him. Later, he hanged himself with a trouser belt in a mental hospital."

"Fortunately, there is a grievance and a debtor. This kind of person deserves his death, so that Mrs. Li can calm down." Mrs. Mai heaved a sigh of relief. "Old lady Li's resentment seems to have not subsided..." Lin Bo hesitated to speak. "What's the matter? Is this matter not over yet?" Mrs. Mai asked worriedly. "I'd better not tell you." "Tell me, tell me, tell me quickly!" Mrs. Mai shook the other party's arm coquettishly. "Don't shake it anymore, my old bones are about to be shaken apart by you!" Lin Bo broke free from Mrs. Mai's grasp with great difficulty, and said, "Since Mrs. Li died, residents on the 29th floor often reported that , I heard mournful cries coming from the corridor in the middle of the night. Living in Room A is even more frightening. Seven years ago, a household named Cai moved in and lived there for a short time, but his son was thrown downstairs..."

New Territories North Regional Police Headquarters. A glamorous policewoman with slender legs, fair skin, and long wavy hair dyed golden yellow over the shoulders threw a stack of documents onto the table and said angrily: "They are all dead servants, no one said anything. Truth." "Who pissed off our sister ANGEL?" A short-haired beauty moved the swivel chair under her hip and came to her side. "It was the murder case last week. All the witnesses were lying and none of them were telling the truth." "I've been used to it for a long time, I don't believe they will tell the truth from the beginning!"

The blonde policewoman lost her anger and complained: "Everyone has secrets and lies to protect themselves, but these lies unintentionally disturb the police's sight and let the murderer go unpunished." "Leave this case to me to follow up!" A young man with a Chinese face came over, picked up the document on the desktop, and said, "Sir Cai is looking for you, and it seems that he is going to give you a good job." "He will be so good, unless the sun rises from the west!" The blond policewoman gave him a blank look, then walked into the office, saluted the middle-aged man in the uniform of a police superintendent, and asked, "Sir Cai, what are you doing?" what can I do for you?"

Superintendent Tsai moved the computer screen to let the other party view the archives on the screen, and pointed to the photos in the archives and said, "Do you know this person?" "Damn boy..." The policewoman gritted her teeth and said, "Even if he turns into ashes, I'll still recognize him!" "That's good. He will come to Hong Kong to participate in the exchange program between the two places. While assisting the Hong Kong police in handling cases, he can learn from each other's handling techniques." Police Officer Cai continued, "I want you to meet him. And to work with him during his stay in Hong Kong."

The female policeman clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles rattled, and she said viciously, "No problem! But I want to beat him up first!" Superintendent Cai's brow was sweating, and he pretended to be serious: "This exchange plan is set up by Interpol. Don't embarrass the police force." "YES, SIR." The policewoman saluted the other party. "Nothing else, you go out." "GOODBYE, SIR." The policewoman saluted again, turned and walked out, muttering, "Even if I beat him half to death, he wouldn't dare to say anything, he owes me."

When she walked out the door, Superintendent Cai frowned and said to himself, "Did I choose the wrong person? I hope she won't let me take the blame."