Chapter 107 Chapter 36 Ling Chi Scene

A day passed like this, and Shen Feifei was served by shark fin every day, and the wound healed quickly, and gradually even the last trace of pain disappeared. Playing with the phone now basically doesn't feel like it, and it's almost recovered. Under Shen Feifei's constant play with the iPhone 4, it turns out that practice makes perfect, and most of the functions have been mastered by herself. QQ is online 24 hours a day, just to see Conan Doyle's profile picture brighten. But for three full days, he was about to be discharged from the hospital, and Conan Doyle's profile picture remained unchanged, it was gray, just like his relationship with Conan Doyle, it was dark, and there was no light to be seen.

Tang Yan and Shen Feifei also stayed by Yin Hui's side these days, but Yin Hui is basically fine now, and sometimes goes to work when the funeral home is busy. When I was bored, the four generations of Apple even screamed. The voice he had been waiting for for a long time finally sounded, Yin Hui grabbed the phone excitedly, and really saw Conan Doyle's head flashing. I clicked on the message, but it was a smiling face from Conan Doyle. "I agree to your conditions, promise me, and help me avenge the master together." The other party was silent for a while. Yin Hui's heart was beating, he didn't know what answer Conan Doyle would give him, whether he would refuse or agree.

He knew how difficult it was for Conan Doyle to make a decision. Holding the phone in the palm of his hand, a layer of sweat formed, rubbed it on his clothes, and wiped it dry. "Let's meet again. This afternoon, meet at Yingbin Hotel. I have something to do now." Then Conan Doyle's head darkened. Yin Hui was excited for a while, the master's revenge could finally be avenged. Both Shen Feifei and Tang Yan went to work in the funeral home, and Yin Hui was the only one in the hospital. Yin Hui went to see Ouyang Xue, but learned that Ouyang Xue had already been discharged from the hospital, which made him a little uncertain. He didn't expect that Ouyang Xue was such a stubborn girl, and she was discharged from the hospital behind her back.

Although he was a little worried, he still maintained an optimistic attitude, thinking that it would be a good thing for him that Ouyang Xue would not bother with this intricate case anymore. Yin Hui's injury is almost healed. The hospital released him after taking some videos of Yin Hui. These videos are the hospital's proof that Yin Hui's injury has recovered. Many reporters will come to interview him in the future. These videos will be used as evidence. Now Yin Hui is the hospital's cash cow. After giving Yin Hui a series of discounts, they returned him thousands of dollars.Yin Hui was also agitated in his heart, he never expected that he would get a lot of money out of the hospital once.It is estimated that this is the first in China.

After doing all these, Yin Hui is also fine.After walking out of the hospital, I felt that my wound was almost healed.I bought some nutritious things for thousands of dollars and returned to my residence. In the rental house, he could hear two slight snoring sounds. They were Shen Feifei and Tang Yan's. The two of them might be snoring so tiredly because they were too tired to deal with the hospital and the funeral parlor. It is also inconvenient to disturb the two of them. There are still about three hours before the afternoon, and Yin Hui is going to sleep for two hours. I have to say that compared with the home, the life in the hospital is more comfortable. After all, only at home can one's heart be considered comfortable.

Before he knew it, a piercing sound rang out. He picked up the alarm clock and saw that two hours had passed without realizing it. He reluctantly got up from the bed, washed and dressed, and headed towards the Conan Doyle rushed to the welcome hotel. To be honest, Yin Hui is still dizzy and absent-minded when he says something. The death of the master and the fortune teller has dealt a different degree of psychological blow to him, making him unable to extricate himself from the grief. The hatred between the master and the magic operator is like a big stone, which weighs heavily on my heart, so that I will be oppressed by this pain all the time.

Now that he finally had the opportunity to avenge his master, Yin Hui couldn't be more excited. Yin Hui came to Yingbin Hotel early, ordered a cup of coffee and waited for Conan Doyle's arrival. Although I have never been to a five-star hotel, I still know a little about the rules of a five-star hotel. After all, watching idol dramas these years is not in vain. He knew that in a five-star hotel, he couldn't just order some mineral water and wait for others. He had to spend at least a cup of coffee that cost forty or fifty yuan. So I ordered a cup of coffee and obediently waited for Conan Doyle's arrival.

While drinking the bitter but not rubbish coffee, he blamed angrily in his heart that it was not good to make an appointment, and he had to make an appointment with a five-star hotel. The money spent just now made Yin Hui feel distressed for a while! Forty or fifty yuan is enough to order four dishes and one soup for a meal outside. Not long after, a beautiful foreign girl walked in from the door.A fashionable dress, curly yellow hair, and expensive clothes on his body make him look extravagant, attracting the attention of many people. Before Conan Doyle sat down, a polite little eye with the appearance of a cultured person came up to chat with Conan Doyle: "Miss, is it convenient for me to show my face and dance?"

Because this is not just a hotel, the other room of the hotel is a disco, a great place to pick up girls. "Sorry, I already have a date." Conan Doyle refused skillfully, and then sat directly beside Yin Hui, without looking at the man again. That person looked at Yin Hui with a vicious look. He was dressed in ordinary attire, and his handsome face had a vicissitudes of life, which made this person look down on Yin Hui, and angrily scolded Yin Hui as a country bumpkin. Yin Hui didn't reply, just gave a wry smile, and then looked at Conan Doyle. "Conan Doyle, tell me! What do you think of this matter?" Yin Hui asked this sentence without any taboo.

Conan Doyle made a cautious sound, signaling Yin Hui not to speak, pulled Yin Hui up, found a waiter and opened a private room, carefully checked the surroundings, and made sure that there were no cameras before Conan Doyle settled down. Came to look at Yin Hui and said: "Yin Hui, before agreeing to your condition, I must let you see something." After speaking, he took out the Nokia N72 mobile phone from his pocket, flashed it in front of him and said, "Look! This video." Yin Hui didn't know, so he took the phone and saw a video playing on it. The screen shows that this video was shot in an abandoned ancient relic, which is relatively closed. The white lime on the wall has almost peeled off, revealing the gray brick wall inside, and the girders on the top of the head are also drooping, as if they are falling apart at any time. There were signs of collapse, and the sound of dripping water kept ringing, filling my ears. The light in the room was a bit dim, although there was a dim light bulb hanging not far away.

At this moment, there was a small rustling sound, and then a guy in a long robe slowly entered the video with his body bowed. This person was black all over, covered his face, had a thin figure, and thick limbs. For some unknown reason, another arm appeared on the hand of the thin guy, it was blue and purple, and was mottled with blood.Immediately afterwards, a blood-stained guy was completely dragged into the picture by the masked man in black. Although separated by a layer of black cloth, Yin Hui could imagine that the masked man in black was laughing wildly at the video at this moment, laughing wildly and wantonly. The blood-stained guy was naked, and was hung up by the man in black like a pig. After that, the judge bent down and lifted a bucket not far away, with a hazy mist emitting from it. boom. The bucket hit the hoisted person directly, and it burst open, and the boiling water in the bucket poured on the unconscious body.After a burst of hysterical yelling, it seemed that his consciousness also began to fall into a coma, and he passed out slowly, and the howling with joy turned into a soft moan at this moment. Yin Hui couldn't stand it anymore, and turned his attention to the mysterious Conan Doyle who was sipping coffee leisurely. "Conan Doyle, is this a movie or something? Why are you making me watch this video?" Conan Doyle coughed and didn't say much, but let Yin Hui continue to watch with concentration. That person regained consciousness slightly, but the man in black quickly picked up a fishing net from the tool table next to him, and then wrapped it tightly around the body of the person who was hung up. The flesh on his body was spat out, like pieces of fish scales. Yin Hui looked at him in confusion, not knowing what the hell he was doing. rub. There was a sound of all collisions, and then a bright light flashed, flashing the screen for a while. For some reason, Yin Hui felt that the light was not only flashing in the picture, but actually flashing in front of him. Yin Hui struggled for a moment, and then continued to watch with the strong disgust. The following scene shocked Yin Hui, the butcher's knife that shone with a terrifying gloomy light was scratched on the skin that protruded like fish scales, and then a large piece of meat fell off the skin, and a bead of blood gushed out. Spray on Men in Black Masked Black Clothes. The masked man in black enjoyed the blood with his hands, then held it to his mouth and drank it. Yin Hui was taken aback for a moment, it was really disgusting. Then there was the second knife and the third knife. The man who was suspended struggled with all his strength, but the rope seemed to bind his life firmly, making him unable to escape. Even breathing began to be a little difficult, and blood flowed out from his facial features, dripping down, it was truly terrifying. Yin Hui suppressed the nausea in his heart and continued watching. It landed on the man with a knife. At this moment, the man looked like a blood vessel, and a lot of blood spewed out from his whole body, even the screen was touched by his blood. Yin Hui moved the video away from his sight, stared at Conan Doyle closely and asked: "Where did you get this video from?" Conan Doyle took a sip of coffee, seemed to calm his mind, and motioned Yin Hui to sit down. Yin Hui also sat down, and then stared at Conan Doyle closely. Before she said the answer, it was impossible for him to turn his eyes away from her, as if turning his eyes away from Conan Doyle was about to Disappeared in front of oneself. "This is a live broadcast in a QQ group." Conan Doyle said flatly. "Live video in the QQ group?" Yin Hui took a breath, and then had an expression of disbelief on his face: "Impossible, you lied to me, so many people saw it, why didn't anyone see it?" Come forward to stop it?" Just after asking this question, Yin Hui felt a little regretful. Isn’t this obvious? Since it is a murderous operation, it must be in a place where no one can find it. Only the information provided in the video is still impossible for others to find this place. of. I was too impulsive just now, so I asked this question. "It seems that they don't even know where the crime happened." Yin Hui answered his own question and sat disappointed. "No, all the netizens in the group know where it is, because that person explained the location of the murder during the live broadcast." Conan Doyle's expression was a little painful, and his facial features were extremely distorted due to excitement. Gritting his teeth, he took a sip of coffee to suppress his anger: "During the live broadcast, no one called the police. It wasn't until our Internet police discovered the perverted videos in the group that they called the police." Conan Doyle smiled bleakly, and then looked at Yin Hui: "Do you know why this murder case was handed over to our incredible team?" Yin Hui shook his head, then suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly opened the video to watch it.Under the dim light, the shadow of the hanging person fell solidly on the ground, so real and profound. But there was no figure of the masked man in black at all, and the bare concrete floor under his feet was covered with blood everywhere. "No shadow?" Yin Hui was stunned for a moment: "In other words, this murderer is not human at all? But what kind of ghost is so resentful that he can kill so blatantly?" Conan Doyle shook his head: "It's not a ghost, nor a human being." "Not a ghost? Not a human?" Yin Hui was stunned: "Then what is this?" "It's not clear yet. If he is a human, he has no shadow at all, so he can't make sense, but if he is a ghost, he will definitely not be used to leave an image on the video. Although he can let us see him, but through It was impossible for the camera to let others see him." Yin Hui took a breath, Conan Doyle's analysis was not unreasonable. But what kind of existence is this thing that is neither ghost nor human?Yin Hui was blindsided for a moment. Bang bang bang. There was a knock on the door. Yin Hui was startled, the knock on the door was so sudden. "Please come in." Yin Hui said. A few waiters walked in from the door, took the dishes they ordered, and put them on the table in a gentle manner. "Eat! I haven't eaten since I came out of the hospital." Yin Hui tidied up his hands, then grabbed the chopsticks to feed his hungry stomach. Conan Doyle frowned, as if wondering why he could still eat after watching the video just now! Seeing Yin Hui's appetite, Conan Doyle also had an appetite, picked up chopsticks and took two simple bites. "It seems that we have to think long-term about this matter." Conan Doyle looked at Yin Hui: "Yin Hui, do you think this person is familiar?" Yin Hui nodded: "It is indeed somewhat familiar. But I guess the probability that these two people are the same person is not very high." In fact, Yin Hui thought of the criminal officer when he first started, and he was very similar to the criminal officer, both in terms of figure and the means of committing the crime. But after thinking about it, how could the criminal officer attack such civilians?After all, these people should have no grievances against him. Conan Doyle shook his head: "No, this matter is probably done by Xing, so I promised to help you, the superiors have run out of patience with this matter." "Superior? You still have superiors?" Yin Hui looked at Conan Doyle with some incomprehension. In his heart, the leader of the incredible team should be the core figure of the entire CIA. He never expected that he would have an immediate superior. "Of course I have." Conan Doyle explained, "If I could cover the sky with one hand, I wouldn't risk my life in a place like this." Yin Hui nodded, although there is a way, no one is willing to take it Deal with these murderous demons with your own life. "Yin Hui, I'm very sorry about what happened to the fortune teller last time." Conan Doyle seems to know something about magic operators. Thinking about it, the leader of the dignified inconceivable team, is there anything in the world that cannot be traced? "Well, it's okay." Although he felt a little sad towards Conan Doyle in his heart, it was inconvenient to express it. The atmosphere became a little dull for a while, and the two seemed to be speculating on each other's thoughts. In the small private room, there were only the sound of chopsticks colliding with dishes, and some heavy breathing from eating too fast. Both of them were a little embarrassed, and wanted to find a topic as soon as possible to get rid of this embarrassing state. For some reason, since the last incident between Yin Hui and Conan Doyle, that is, when Yin Hui said that he was willing to join the incredible group only if he stayed with her for one night, the two of them suddenly became sensitive. The layer of sensitive zone was uncovered, as if the minds of two people could be thoroughly seen through by the other party. "Conan Doyle, where do you think we should start?" Yin Hui decided to bring up the topic of criminal cases. Although this kind of topic is not suitable for discussion at this time, it is indeed the safest topic. "Oh! What I mean is, we should find out what common features these dead people have. Because these dead old men are all in every corner of the city, the murderer must have committed the crime not randomly, but premeditated. "