Chapter 216 Luo Wei leaned against the wall with complicated eyes.
It stands to reason that most cases that occur in Yau Ma Tei are under the jurisdiction of the Yau Ma Tei Police Station, and it is not the turn of the Mong Kok Police Station to intervene.
Coincidentally, in terms of administrative planning, the first half of the alley where the incident occurred belongs to Yau Ma Tei, while the second half is under the jurisdiction of Mong Kok.
Therefore, Rowe naturally became the chief investigator of the incident.
While he was bowing his head in deep thought and reasoning about the case, he was suddenly slapped on the stomach, causing him to bend over in pain.
Looking up, Yin Xiu had already held a bouquet of white flowers and was standing next to him.
"Yongtan, you're not dead yet?" Yin Xiu grinned.
Luo Wei glared at him, "What's wrong with playing like this? I've had a total of eighteen stitches on my stomach, front and back, what if it breaks if you pat it?"
Holding his hat, he saw someone following behind him, it was Uncle Ming.
Uncle Ming seemed very polite this time. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Luo Wei.
Luo Wei was flattered and quickly clasped his hands and said, "Thank you, Uncle Ming. I quit smoking when I was in the hospital."
Uncle Ming glanced at him and put the cigarette to his ear, "It's good to quit. The government has said that smoking is harmful to health."
After the two exchanged greetings, Yin Xiucai continued: "As a favor, we want to go in and see the corpses of the skewers. After all, it is an acquaintance. On the last trip, we can express our feelings."
Luo Wei frowned, wondering: "This is against the rules..."
"Why aren't all the rules set by you? You're so fit here, why do you care so much?"
Seeing that Luo Wei was still struggling, Yin Xiu immediately made a serious face, "Don't forget, I was the one who rescued you last time, otherwise you wouldn't have the chance to embarrass us here, and you are serving us taxpayers, not you Is it the duty of the patrol police?”
"Have you paid your taxes?"
Luo Wei muttered and stepped aside, "Don't make such big news like last time. I can't bear it."
"Do not worry!"
Yin Xiu waved her hand and followed Uncle Ming in without looking back, leaving Luo Wei with a black line on his face.
Not long after they entered, Hong Sheng also arrived, accompanied by the two chiefs of the police station.
He stood at the other end, said a few words to the two directors, and then walked over alone.
Seeing this, Luo Wei said in a deep voice: "Prince Sheng, don't think that you can do whatever you want with the support of two officers. There are procedures for entering the morgue."
When Hong Sheng saw that the other person was Luo Wei, he laughed and said, "Detective, why didn't you catch the thief and ended up guarding the morgue?"
"Have you caught all of you bastards?"
Luo Wei blocked the front.
Seeing this, Hong Sheng frowned, "What are the procedures for entering the morgue?"
"You can enter with the signature of your superior, or you can go in while lying down."
Hong Sheng finally stopped joking and whispered: "There is my best brother inside. Today, only today, you can treat it as a favor for me, make a friend, or give some comfort to the deceased. If you let me in, I beg you and owe you a favor."
Luo Wei couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He had always known who Tai Zisheng was. This person would take soft things rather than hard ones. Let alone "please", he would rarely say "please".
"Just this once, and if anything happens, I hope you can call the police and cooperate with the police instead of using the club's way of solving it."
Hong Sheng nodded gratefully, "Let's talk about it again. Anyway, I will remember it this time."
"Don't stay too long."
Rowe stepped aside and chewed gum, his substitute for quitting smoking.
... As soon as Hong Sheng entered the door, he saw Yin Xiu and Uncle Ming standing next to the bodies that had been exploded.
The originally strong body was now wrapped in white cloth, looking pale and weak.
Nodding to the two of them as a greeting, Hong Sheng walked to the edge of the iron bed, his hands still not lifting the white cloth, and he remained silent.
Uncle Ming said calmly: "He didn't suffer much torture and died soon."
Hong Sheng nodded, "I've been expecting this day since I came out to hang out. I'm a short mule who has one foot in the funeral parlor and one foot in the mission hall. There's nothing to complain about."
Although he said this, Yin Xiu still saw the anger in his eyes.
"What are you going to do next?"
"What should I do? Of course it's revenge, that bastard Long Gen, I'm going to use his head as a sacrifice to skewer the spirit in the sky!"
"Oh, I don't know how many people are going to die now." Uncle Ming shook his head.
Seeing Hong Sheng looking at him, he spread his hands and said, "Don't worry, old man, I'm just talking nonsense, just pretend you didn't hear me."
Hong Sheng really didn't care either. He looked at Yin Xiu and asked, "Will you come over and help me?"
Yin Xiu shook his head, "I have other things to do, which are much more troublesome than yours."
"Okay, but I think he will also be very happy if you can come and give me a ride today."
Hong Sheng picked up the bouquet of white flowers, looked at them and put them back, "This bastard doesn't even know a few words, so how can he know what flowers they are?"
As soon as these words came out, the three of them couldn't help but laugh.
After the laughter subsided, several people fell into silence again.
Hong Sheng waved to them and put his hands in his pockets, "I'm leaving. I'll take his body back in a few days when everything is done."
"Young man." Uncle Ming suddenly stopped him, "There is something I want to ask your opinion on."
"Ok?"
After a pause, Uncle Ming said: "The sin of killing brothers is too serious. After death, he will definitely become an evil ghost and enter the endless hell to fight with other ghosts all day long and suffer. Why don't you let me take his soul back and refine it?" As ghosts, soldiers and ghost generals, you can help me protect the Dharma, so that maybe one day my merits will be perfected and I will be able to ascend to bliss."
Hong Sheng hesitated for a moment, looked at Uncle Ming, and then at Yin Xiu. After finding that both of them looked very peaceful, he nodded.
"You told me before, that after this election, he will stop hanging out in two years and want to come and learn Taoism from you. Now that he is under your command, Uncle Ming, he has got his wish." .Please help yourself."
"Okay!" Uncle Ming nodded, "I will leave a card place at home to honor him. You can come and see it when you have time."
Hong Sheng said nothing, waved his hand and left.
Yin Xiu stood aside and finally spoke after Hong Sheng left, "Uncle Ming, the soul of the assassin..."
"Yes."
A cold light flashed in Uncle Ming's eyes, with a serious expression. He took out a few grapefruit leaves, and the two of them wiped their eyes, and then everything became clear.
"Look at the black air filling the Tianling Cap area. The opponent must have used Japan's Onmyoji to severely damage his soul, causing his spiritual platform to be contaminated as well."
"It seems that Long Gen has invited a master back."
Uncle Ming nodded, took out a talisman from his sleeve, and waved it in the air.
"The sky and the earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law to collect the soul!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of white smoke emerged from the top of Kuanbao's head and blended into the talisman paper.
(End of this chapter)