Chapter 157

"All right." I responded weakly.

Er Bai looked at me and scratched its nest with its claws, looking aggrieved.

I ignored his dissatisfaction with his nest, and Qin Li obviously didn't want to take care of it. Lying on the sofa, I thought of the warning from the ghost some time ago.

Can Er Bai deal with that ghost?

This idea burst out in my mind, I was surprised and happy, excited ran to Qin Li, smile with a little excitement: "two white can deal with the dark things?"

Qin Li was obviously stunned by my question. He was thinking. Maybe there was a play?

I felt more and more likely to be able to, and urged, "how about it? Is that ok? "

"I don't know very well either." Qin Li thought for a long time and gave me such a reply. I almost didn't give him a white eye. He was a little discouraged and collapsed on the sofa.

It's too difficult for me, a little human, to deal with dimensions and objects.

Perhaps to see my loss, Qin Li comforted: "maybe you can. It's good for you to have this idea."

This comfort is better than no comfort.

I am feeble, um, went into the study, if only there were more books about the dark things.

After being busy for a while, Zhang Xinwei took a vacation for me. He had only one day. Naturally, he had to spend his spare time at home.

Since this period of time, er Bai Du and Qin Li have been out looking for food. Knowing that they are safe, I don't turn them off.

The two white has been unable to sleep in its nest, I had to find a cushion for it to make do with it.

As usual, he didn't come back early. Every time Qin Li took it out, he would lie on the sofa for a while.

It seems that it's hard to find ghosts, I feel.

Two white see their nest gone, only a cushion, some dislike push cushion, don't want to feel.

I looked at him with a flying knife: "who let you eat so fat."

Two white smart eyes with a little grievance, it stretched out its claws to pull the mat back, the appearance is extremely pitiful.

"I'll buy you a better nest next time." I see it clever appearance, softhearted said.

One day's holiday passed like this, and the next day I started the work mode again. I was so tired that I was OK. The key is that I couldn't find any information about the dark things, which bothered me.

I don't believe it. I can't cure it.

Promised to two white change home, a work I left the criminal police team in a hurry, did not pay attention to Zheng Nan howl behind me.

When I got home, it was already dark.

As soon as I opened the door, I cheerfully called to the inside: "Er Bai, look what I bought for you!"

When I put on my shoes and came in, I saw everything in the house. I was all dumbfounded. Is this still my home? Stolen or robbed?

My voice suddenly becomes high: "Qin Li, er Bai, you come here for me!" I want to give two white nest heavy hit on the ground, trying to calm my anger.

I tried several times, but it didn't work. I want to stew Er Bai!

Two white ran to my front, flattering rub my calf, Qin Li came out of the room is also a Leng.

"How could you kick me in the back of the neck? Give it back to me. I fired you. Do you believe it? "

It made two low sounds, like begging for mercy, but now it doesn't work at all.

I tried to lift it up, let it look at my sofa: "does it offend you, why do you bite it?" And my desk, my floor, it's a rubbish dump.

Bottles and cans of beverage seasoning are all over the place.

Qin Li sighed deeply: "there's no way. It's already like this. Hurry up."

Er Bai seemed to agree with him. He called, and I slapped him on the head. He threatened: "if you dare to do this again next time, I'll burn you."

Feeling my anger, er Bai behaved a lot. I twisted him to the corner and forced him to think about it.

Clean up the home, I'm tired, two white nest or Qinli finished, I don't even want to eat dinner, go to bed, as for the gift has long been forgotten.

When I got up in the morning, Qin Li was no longer at home.

I don't know what I'm up to.

Is it a Valentine's Day gift? Thinking of this, I began to worry about what gift to prepare for him.

What does he lack?

Half ring did not come up with a result, a string of telephone rings suddenly interrupted my thinking.

"I have a strange case on my side. I have already said hello to your director. You come to help us."

Zhang Xinwei's voice came from the phone, and there was some noise.

I face a positive, frown and chant a voice: "strange?"

Zhang Xinwei seemed to be called by someone at the other end. He answered and continued: "yes, I can't say one or two sentences clearly. Just come and have a look."Then he gave his address.

After hanging up the phone, I left a note for Qin Li in a hurry, took a piece of bread to eat, and rushed to the scene of the crime.

There was a bit of traffic jam on the road. Just halfway through, I received a short message from Zhang Xinwei, explaining the situation briefly.

Before I had time to take a close look, I was attracted by the quarrel in front of me.

The car just stopped in front of the car. The traffic lights didn't stop.

Two people quarrel, the people behind urge the car, crazy whistle, noisy to death.

I'm a little speechless. How can I come across this matter? If I rush to the scene of the crime, it will give me a traffic jam. It's not right.

I didn't care about the traffic accident in front of me, so I called the traffic police brigade and asked them to send someone to deal with it. As for me, I'd better continue to wait. It's unrealistic to run there. It's better to wait for the car to come quickly.

Soon the traffic police cleared the road, I quickly scanned the basic information of the dead, and then accelerated to the scene of the crime.

Wu Le, the victim, is a well-known gangster in the surrounding area. According to the reaction of his family, it was a vendetta. According to the fragmentary information given to me by Zhang Xinwei, it seems that there is no problem with vendetta. What's the surprise?

In the photo sent to me by Zhang Xinwei, the deceased was stabbed several times and fell face down on the ground.

After arriving at the scene of the crime, the police had not closed the team. I quickly got to know the situation, and then went to the room of the dead.

The room is a very personal place, and Wu Le's room is full of violence, rebellious elements, very consistent with the image of a gangster.

I went through a lot of things in his room and took some useful evidence with me.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw the parents of the deceased. His mother was very sad and couldn't speak clearly. His father was a little better and cried and sighed all the time: "how can this happen? What kind of people have you offended? They actually, actually Ah, son, my father would rather die for you than send a man with white hair to a man with black hair. "

What he said was intermittently and heartily crying.