Chapter 110 Chapter Thirty-Nine

Yin Hui looked at it, it was a double bed with bunk beds, it could only sleep two people, there would be no room for three people. Just when he didn't know how to allocate it, the scalpel said: "Yin Hui, go to the upper bunk and sleep! Yellow Crane Tower and I will squeeze together below." Yin Hui saw that there was no other way, he couldn't sleep on the floor, right? Besides, the floor in this bedroom is dirty, there is really no place to sleep. Yin Hui didn't say much, and he was welcome with the two of them. Climbed to the top bunk and fell asleep, no matter how the two of them were divided.

When he opened his eyes the next day, he found that he was sleeping under the bed, which made Yin Hui pale in shock. He quickly raised his head, but suddenly touched the bed board, and Yin Hui grinned in pain. "Oh my mother! Why am I down here?" Yin Hui cursed, and then slowly got out from below. Looking around, he found that the Yellow Crane Tower and the scalpel were each making a bunk, and they just fell into a sweet sleep. Yin Hui felt dizzy for a while, these two guys are really funny! "Hehe! Don't get me wrong, I was the one who moved you down." Suddenly, a soft and delicate female voice came, which came out of nowhere.

Yin Hui was startled, and hurriedly cast his yin and yang eyes to look, but he didn't expect that standing in front of him was a tall and thin woman with a good figure, wearing a costume for performing belly dance, and her face was heavily made up. The beautiful Xinjiang woman has fair skin and looks like a stunning beauty. "I'll wipe it." Yin Hui scolded, "Why is there a female ghost in this bedroom?" The Yellow Crane Tower and the scalpel, who were awakened by Yin Hui's voice, looked at Yin Hui curiously and asked: "What's the matter, Yin Hui, what did you scold in the morning?"

Yin Hui pointed to the woman in front of him: "Why do you and I have a female ghost?" The scalpel suddenly realized: "Oh! I forgot to introduce you to you yesterday. This is my concubine. You don't need to worry about it. Come, rub my legs." "Yes, Mr. Xianggong." The woman made a blessing, then flew to the bed of the scalpel, sat obediently on his body and rubbed his legs. "Sanggong, are you comfortable?" "Well, it's okay, it's improved compared to yesterday." The scalpel nodded with great enjoyment. Yin Hui was frightened by the scene in front of him, and stared blankly at the scene.

Yellow Crane Tower finally couldn't take it anymore: "Scalpel, hurry up and let your concubine get the hell out of me, you'll be damned in the morning, you're only promising!" "Well, that's fine! You can go out first!" The scalpel looked at the female ghost and comforted him. "As you order, Mr. Xianggong." After speaking, the female ghost floated out of the door lightly. The door didn't open, and his body just blended into the door like that. "What's going on here?" Yin Hui stared straight at the scalpel: "Why does she behave like an ancient woman?"

"He was originally a female ghost from the Qing Dynasty!" The scalpel smiled triumphantly. "A female ghost from the Qing Dynasty?" The scalpel was stunned for a moment: "The female ghosts from the Qing Dynasty are full of grievances, how could they serve you so willingly? Also, he is obviously wearing a modern performance costume. How could it be from the Qing Dynasty?" female ghost?" "Hey! Isn't this simple? When he followed me, I wondered, and asked him if he wanted to kill me, but she said that I was the reincarnation of his husband in the previous life. I agreed in the previous life, and I will be a husband and wife in this life." , helpless, how can I not agree to the good thing that came to the door.” The scalpel deliberately pretended to be forced and helpless: “And the clothes on his body, I made a lot of effort to make the master of the paper man tie it. This performance costume cost me a lot of money."

The scalpel looked at Yin Hui with some distress: "Probably because you slept in my place yesterday, and the female ghost didn't want to share the same bed with you, so she naturally moved you down from above." Yin Hui could only answer the scalpel with a wry smile. "Yin Hui, where are you? Come out." Conan Doyle's voice came from outside. Yin Hui hurriedly opened the door, he didn't want Conan Doyle to worry about himself. When he saw Yin Hui coming out of the room of the scalpel and the Yellow Crane Tower, he smiled slightly: "How is it? Did you sleep well yesterday?"

Yin Hui nodded helplessly, and said with a very reluctant expression: "It's okay! It's quite comfortable." Conan Doyle knew that Yin Hui was deliberately speaking ironically, so he didn't make any excuses. He just walked to the sofa in the living room, sat down, and then picked up the files on the table to study carefully. Yellow Crane Tower and Scalpel also came out of the room, saw the yellow file bag in Conan Doyle's hand and asked, "Boss, whose file is that?" Conan Doyle replied straightforwardly: "It's the files of the old Zhaotou and the four mysterious missing persons." Hearing this, both Yellow Crane Tower and Scalpel were taken aback for a moment, and then asked nervously: " Didn't it mean that we don't want to take care of that matter? And we can't take care of it at all."

Conan Doyle smiled bleakly: "Although we can ignore this matter, the superior has assigned us another case. According to our current investigation, the two cases are likely to be the same murderer." "The same murderer?" Scalpel and Yellow Crane Tower froze for a moment, staring at Conan Doyle in disbelief: "The same murderer? So, this time we will have a life-and-death contest with them." Conan Doyle ignored them, but silently looked at the file in his hand and studied it carefully. They also put the cleaning supplies that Yellow Crane Tower and Scalpel held in their hands on the table next to them. They carefully went to the sofa opposite, picked up the other two portfolios from the table, held them in their hands carefully Observation, want to see what useful information.

"Boss, have you found any clues?" Conan Doyle asked. "Well, the files of these missing people forty years ago were blank." Conan Doyle said casually to them about their discovery. "Oh? The files from 40 years ago are blank?" Both of them flipped through the files in their hands in wonder, searching for the files from 40 years ago, but they really couldn't find them. "It's strange, don't the four of them have files from 40 years ago?" Yellow Crane Tower asked unwillingly. "Well, none at all." Conan Doyle nodded with a serious face, and he knew that he didn't find anything wrong with his frowning brows.

"It seems that this case is not that simple." Yellow Crane Tower coughed heavily, then picked up the phone and watched a video inside. The video is what I saw in the hotel. "If the two murderers are the same person, the case will be difficult." Yellow Crane Tower licked his hair, and then leaned back on the sofa: "What do you think is his motive for killing? The files from ten years ago are unknown, so I don’t know if there will be more murders in the future.” At this moment, Yin Hui interrupted all the speeches: "I remembered, I think we can start with this matter." "Oh! What's the matter?" Everyone asked anxiously. "Maybe we can track down the next person who should die. If we can find the next person to die, will the case be much easier soon?" Yin Hui opened the mouth and said confidently. "Che, what you said is correct, but how do you track down the next damn person?" The scalpel obviously felt that Yin Hui was talking nonsense. "It's very simple. I read their files. The order of death is that the older ones die first, and the younger ones die later. Let's go to the archives to check the files of people of their age. If they died 40 years ago The old man whose files and this file are blank is likely to be the next victim." "Oh, by the way, how could I ignore such an important thing." Yellow Crane Tower patted his head, and then hurriedly stood up: "Come on, let's handle the case now." Yellow Crane Tower relies on years of experience as a veteran policeman, and he is cautious and meticulous in everything. It is rare to see him so sincerely listen to other police officers. One person's opinion, I didn't expect to follow Yin Hui's opinion so actively today, which made both of them a little curious.