Although Lin Yang wanted to put out the paper man’s flame very much, it was not an ordinary flame. He couldn’t put it out at all. He had to pull the window and throw the paper man out.
As soon as the cold winter wind blows, the paper man immediately melts a pile of dust like a small black butterfly dancing in the cold wind.
After giving Lin Yang a good lesson, the driver restarted the bus.
Other passengers in the car have been looking at Lin Yangsheng with strange eyes, fearing that he will do something scary again. Some people even took out their mobile phones and prepared to call the police once he acted strangely.
In the face of such a scene, Lin Yang only has a wry smile
After a few minutes, I went out to track and search Chen Shiwen and Liu Xiying and Chen Yuanyuan returned to Lin Yang one after another.
"how about it? Have you traced anything? " Lin Yang quickly asked
"There is no difference in the surrounding miles." Chen Shiwen and Liu Xiying and Chen Yuanyuan answered surprisingly consistently.
"Did he run away?"
Lin Yang’s eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.
I didn’t expect this puppet-wielding guy to be so alert. Once the puppet was found, he immediately destroyed the puppet and withdrew, but he didn’t hesitate at all.
"Xiao Lin, do you think that guy will still be on this bus without leaving?" Liu Xiying swept the bus, and all the people exchanged ideas with Lin Yang.
Lin Yang also replied, "I had such doubts, but the problem is that these seven people did not reveal evil spirits …"
"Maybe that guy used some special means to cover up the evil spirits?" Chen Shiwen said, "I remember seeing a book called Songxi Bi Tan in the sea, in which it was said that in the mountains of southern Xinjiang, the local Tu people could cover up the body and spirit of evil things through some special drugs so that evil things could hurt people without being noticed."
"Oh?"
Lin Yang eyebrows a pick eyes once again in the bus seven people swept.
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Chen Shiwen’s suspicion is that Lin Yang woke him up and made him doubt the seven people on the bus again
Can be suspected to be suspected, and he can’t interrogate the seven people in the car. After all, he is not a policeman and has no law enforcement power.
Don’t just forget it?
Of course not.
How can you give up so easily when you finally find a clue?
What’s more, the murderer wants to kill him. If he is not a practitioner, he is afraid that he has been unknowingly killed by the murderer and taken away his heart and brain, just like the previous victims.
This matter must not be let go.
Yes, Lin Yang is not a policeman, and there is no law enforcement power to investigate. Yang Lan is a policeman, and she is also a member of the task force handling the case. It is better for her to investigate these seven people.
Maybe the police are not too big when dealing with evil people, but they can find out which of these seven people has a problem.
It will be much easier to know who the murderer is.
Lin Yang’s mind quietly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and wanted to take photos of seven people one by one while they didn’t pay attention to the opportunity, and then handed the photos to Yang Lan for investigation.
However, when he pointed the camera at the girl holding sogeum and listening to music behind him and quietly pressed the photo button, he found that the pixel of this dual-card dual-standby cottage phone in his hand was really poor enough. You can see a rough picture when you take the photo, but you can’t see what your face looks like.
Obviously, this photo can’t be traced to seven people on the bus even if it is given to Yang Lan.
"If I had known, I would have bought a better mobile phone, and I would have bought a mobile phone with good camera effect …" Lin Yang sighed with a wry smile.
Just when he was upset, he didn’t say anything. Chen Yuanyuan suddenly said, "Lin Gong, I have written down these seven faces and can draw them at any time."
"Draw it?" Lin Yangwen one leng.
Chen Yuanyuan nodded. "I used to work hard in the four arts of piano, chess and painting. Although I am not a famous artist, I can still get by. It is no problem to draw the seven features of Major General Che." "Great" Lin Yang was overjoyed.
Although he hasn’t seen Chen Yuanyuan’s paintings, he has seen some records in the historical records. He knows that Chen Yuanyuan was famous in that period in the late Qing Dynasty. It can be said that she is a talented woman who is proficient in all kinds of piano and chess paintings. If she wants to draw portraits in Chen Yuanyuan, she can be decent even if she can’t reach the perfect state. Is it better than the photos taken by this fake mobile phone in her own hands?
The bus passed several times soon, and the couple, Grandmother and Xiuen ‘ai, got off the bus one after another, and several others got off the bus.
I don’t know if I’m afraid to expose the hidden murderer and never take any further action.
Everything seems to be calm again.
After ten minutes, the bus arrived at Jinxiu Road.
After the car, Lin Yanggang walked a few steps and saw a face of tiredness in plain clothes. Lan Lan was waiting for him by the side of the road.
"You’re here at last. I’m waiting to fall asleep," said Yang Lan, yawning.
She hasn’t slept a wink since she was transferred to the criminal police yesterday to help with the case.
"Sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t think it would take so long for the bus to get to Jinxiu Road, so I took a taxi …" At this point, Lin Yang suddenly turned, "But it’s not without gains to come by bus."
"What can I gain by taking a bus?" Lan asked curiously.
"I may have met the murderer in the case of taking the heart and brain on the bus," Lin Yang said lightly.
"What did you say?" Lan Lan was first one leng and then asked excitedly, "Did you meet the murderer who took the heart and brain case? Where is it? How do you know who the murderer is? What didn’t make him? "
"Don’t get excited, listen to me slowly." After letting Lan Lan calm down, Lin Yang said, "I suddenly felt a sharp cold wind coming from the back of my neck on the bus. You know that my physical quality is better than that of ordinary people, and my senses are sharper. I immediately sensed the danger and turned around quickly, which didn’t let the murderer succeed …"
Lin Yang didn’t tell Yang Lan what happened to him on the bus. After all, the story of the imp blowing soul fire was so supernatural that no one would believe it. On the contrary, it might be regarded as making up a story and joking, so he could adapt his experience on the bus to an acceptable story.
After listening to Lin Yang’s story, Yang Lan frowned and said, "That is to say, you don’t know who the perpetrator is, and you didn’t see each other’s actions with your own eyes. Did you feel a cold wind appear in the back of your neck by feeling? I said Lin Yang, you don’t have any evidence at all. How can you be sure that the murderer is killing you? Maybe you are too sensitive? Or is that cold wind root not a person, but the wind blowing in the window? It’s normal to blow some cold air in winter now. "
Lin Yang nodded. "Yes, I’m not sure that this is the case of taking the heart and taking the brain. The killer is killing me, but you can’t rule out this possibility, can you? Anyway, you haven’t been able to find any clues now. Why don’t you try to investigate the driver at that time? What if there is something to gain? "
"Well … there’s something in what you said."
As Lin Yang said, although the police such as Yang Lan are doing their best to investigate this series of murders, they have worked hard but got nothing.
The murderer was so cunning and careful that he left nothing behind.
Under such circumstances, Lin Yang’s bus experience on the road today, although somewhat idealistic, is always a new investigation direction.
The investigation may be nothing, but it may also make a breakthrough.
Consider it a gamble.
After the communication, Yang Lan said, "Do you remember the appearance characteristics of the passengers at that time? I’ll get someone to draw them according to your description. "