Chapter 55: Those who play with homing pigeons are not necessarily pigeon lovers
Kim Jung Appraisal Agency.
meeting room.
Several men and women surrounded Wang Jie's bloody body and jumped from the twelfth floor. Wang Jie's body broke into several pieces.
"Tell me what you think."
The square-faced man in the middle lit a cigarette, looked at the others and asked.
"Team leader, it's definitely a ghost haunting the dead. There's still ghost energy on the dead man."
"What does this ghost want to do? He wants to harm people, but he also does this. Does he think we can't detect it?"
The square-faced man listened to his team members' words, put a document in his hand on the table, and said, "This is the investigation report from the police. Take a look first."
Several people took turns reading the report. After reading it, the two women looked indignant, and several men looked a little embarrassed. The young man who spoke first said angrily, "I didn't know it was like this. It seems that this man deserves to die."
"I'm not asking you to discuss whether Wang Jie should die or not. Wang Jie is already dead. What we need to discuss now is whether it was Li Xiaoyun who killed Wang Jie." Zhong Shan looked at the seven members of his team.
"It must be Li Xiaoyun. He has a grudge against Wang Jie, is a ghost, and has the power to take revenge. Only Li Xiaoyun can do this."
"I agree with this view. It should be Li Xiaoyun's ghost who went to seek revenge. But it's a little strange. Why would Li Xiaoyun's ghost go to such lengths to seek revenge? This operation seems more like an attempt to avoid the institutions of the living world."
"This is the first time I've seen a ghost hiding from an organization in the human world. I don't understand."
"What is she afraid of? Is she afraid of us?"
The young man laughed as he spoke . Although they knew some things that ordinary people didn't know, they didn't have any particularly good ways to deal with ghosts.
It’s okay for ordinary ghosts. We can follow the old routine, using a combination of coaxing and threatening, and persuade them to go to the underworld and not stay in the world of the living. If they don’t want to go, they will think that you have family to support, and you can’t affect their families’ lives.
If they encounter an evil ghost, they will be doomed. People like them are not enough to serve as a prey to the evil ghost. If they want to deal with the evil ghost, they will have to ask those strange people for help.
However, over the years, only three evil ghosts have appeared in Raocheng, so it is relatively peaceful.
In the current environment, it is difficult for ghosts to survive. Development is taking place everywhere, so there is no place for ghosts to stay.
"If it is really an evil ghost, it will naturally ask for help from an alien. What we need to do now is to find out the truth. Wang Jie runs an escape room store. Before the incident, a gangster injured someone, but the police were unable to find the gangster. I suspect it is very likely related to Li Xiaoyun."
Zhong Shan pressed a button in his hand, and a photo appeared on the screen of the conference room. The photo showed Lin Ye and Chen Shanghan.
"I suspect that Li Xiaoyun may have a relationship with these two people. According to the investigation, one of them is called Chen Shanghan, a famous wealthy businessman in this city, and the other is called Lin Ye, a freelance writer. But the strange thing is that Lin Ye and Chen Shanghan are neighbors and live in Longxi Yunfu."
"Team Leader, isn't it normal for rich people to hang out with rich people?"
"Lin Ye graduated from Raocheng University. He comes from an ordinary family. His parents died when he was in high school. I checked his bank statements. His monthly income used to be around 10,000 yuan, but he suddenly had a large amount of money coming in recently. The most important thing is that all the money in his bank card is not enough for the down payment of Longxi Yunfu."
Zhong Shan's words also caused his team members to discuss, and they all felt that Lin Ye was worthy of suspicion.
"So... today we will divide into two groups. One group will investigate Chen Shanghan, and the other group will investigate Lin Ye. Report any news as soon as possible."
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Xiafeng Town!
When Lin Ye and his cousin returned to his aunt's house, as soon as the car stopped, his aunt came over with a smile. Seeing Lin Ye coming down with a lot of bags, she immediately said in dissatisfaction: "Xiao Ye, how many times have I told you not to bring things here, you kid, why don't you listen every time?"
"Aunt, there aren't many things here, and they're not worth much."
Lin Ye replied with a smile. Although the aunt scolded Lin Ye, she also helped Lin Ye get things. As for Zhang Nuannuan, she was directly ignored.
"Mom, you're a little too snobbish. Just because I didn't buy anything, you didn't even say hello."
"Go away. I've raised you for more than 20 years. What else do you want? You little girl don't even know how to help your brother."
Zhang Nuannuan looked at the fruit Lin Ye was carrying and whispered, "Brother, why did you tear off the price tag? You should have kept it, so that my mom can brag to the neighbors later and she will be more confident."
"Don't talk nonsense. My aunt is just thinking about the neighbors when she has something delicious..."
As he spoke, Lin Ye also laughed, but he felt that he was not wrong. Although the aunt gave fruits and other things to the neighbors with the intention of showing off, the neighbors also benefited. It was not the neighbors who hated the aunt, but the children of the neighbors who worked outside.
"Aunt, uncle is not at home."
"Your uncle heard you guys were coming back, so he went to find Yang Gutou to buy some wild loaches to give you some nourishment."
"We can still get wild loaches now, but we can't use electricity, right?"
"You can catch Yang Gutou without using electricity. His family has been doing this since his father."
Lin Ye had some impression of Yang Gutou, but more of him was Yang Gutou's son. When he was a child, he would come to stay with a child to stay in the countryside. Yang Gutou's son was the same age as him, and he would take them to the river to catch fish and crabs, and even eels.
"Yang Gutou's son is now quite successful. He raises pigeons and is said to make hundreds of thousands of dollars a year. Yang Gutou smiles whenever he goes out to meet anyone."
"You can earn hundreds of thousands by raising pigeons. How many pigeons do you need in a year?" Zhang Nuannuan asked in surprise.
"How would I know? I heard that the pigeons he raises are different from others. They cost thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars each. Some people in the village wanted to follow suit, but Yang Gutou's family kept it a secret and didn't reveal anything."
After chatting with his sister-in-law for a while, Lin Ye knew almost all the gossips in the village, such as which children are promising and which daughter married whom. Although Lin Ye knew that these gossips were often inconsistent with the facts, he could not stop the villagers from talking about them.
"Xiaoye, you guys are here."
About an hour later, my uncle came back, followed by a boy. The boy's eyes immediately fell on Zhang Nuannuan, with a burning light in his eyes.
"Xiao Ye, let me introduce you. This is Yang Gutou's son Yang Feng. You two played together when you were kids. Do you have any impression of him?" The uncle-in-law introduced the young man behind him.
"Of course I remember it. I remember when I was a kid, I followed Yang Feng to steal honey. In the end, we didn't steal any honey and almost got stung all over the face."
Lin Ye took the initiative to greet Yang Feng, and Yang Feng also said a few words in return, but Lin Ye could tell that this guy didn't have much impression of him.
When I was a child, did I lack a sense of existence?
I even thought of him when I read Mr. Lu Xun's "Young Runtu" when I was in school.
"Nuan Nuan, I heard from uncle that you are now an internet celebrity. I see that those anchors on the internet are really amazing. When they are live, many people give them gifts."
Zhang Nuannuan rolled her eyes and said, "I'm here to explore the store, not to be an entertainment anchor."
"Exploring a store, what does that mean... advertising for someone? How much money can you make from that... Wait, let me take a call."
Yang Feng had just said halfway when his cell phone rang. He answered the call without leaving.
"Hello, how are you... What... A pigeon flew to your house. It's okay, just kill it and eat it. Right... I don't want it anymore. I told you to kill it, so you killed it. I gave it to you to eat, but you don't want it. Okay, it's okay, I'm hanging up now."
"Yang Feng, what pigeons did you kill? Your pigeons flew to someone else's house, so you gave them away?" Zhang Nuannuan asked curiously.
Yang Feng smiled and replied, "The pigeons in my house are not for eating. They are for racing. Pigeons that fly to the wrong place must be killed, otherwise they will bring bad luck to other pigeons when they come back. We can't keep black sheep."
"Isn't it cruel to kill it just because it didn't fly back? Can't we raise another one?" Zhang Nuannuan frowned and said with some pity.
"Why raise them? These pigeons eat very well. I can't afford to raise them all. We don't raise pigeons for ourselves. We raise pigeons to compete and win prizes. Let me tell you, the prize money for a competition nowadays is hundreds of thousands."
Listening to Yang Feng boasting there, Lin Ye inexplicably remembered a sentence: Those who are dressed in silk and satin are not silkworm breeders.
Of course, this sentence is not appropriate, but let’s translate it: those who play with homing pigeons are not people who love pigeons.
When I think about the so-called dog fighting, bull fighting, eagle fighting, cricket fighting and other animal-based competitions I have seen, I realize that almost all of those who participate in these competitions do not really like these animals, but just do it for the high prize money.
On a whim, Lin Ye used the Qi-gazing technique on Yang Feng.
The scriptures left by the old Taoist priest mentioned the art of qigong. With the qi he had developed now, he had already started practicing the art of qigong while he was idle in the other world.
Upon seeing this, Lin Ye's expression changed instantly.
