Ma Li stood up, looked at me suspiciously, and asked, "What do you smell?" ”

I looked at her in disbelief, hesitated, and said, "You may have got corpse oil." ”

"Corpse oil?" Ma Li was stunned.

I nodded, to be exact, I hadn't really seen that evil corpse oil, I didn't know what it smelled like, but I had smelled the smell in Ma Li's mouth in Sang Lan and Su Yan's mouths.

This smell is not very different from the smell of simply burning corpses, as if it is mixed with something else.

Because I was impressed by the smell, even though the taste in Ma Li's mouth was very light, I was sensitive to smell it when I got up close.

Ma Li did not panic, but frowned and thought for a while, and said:

"When I was examining Li Qingyuan at the art school, I found a broken porcelain vase and some fats suspected to be some kind of animal in his pants pocket, and samples had been taken for the beams to go for testing."

"You ran into it?" I asked hurriedly.

"No, I just smelled the sample when I took it." Ma Li said with certainty.

Sniffed it?

I seem to have been a little bit overwhelmed.

The taste in Sang Lan and Su Yan's mouths was unbearable, and it seemed to only come out when they were delirious.

The taste in Ma Li's mouth is like nothing, she can't smell it without smelling it carefully, she is awake now......

Is it because he just smelled it, so his luck was low, and he was taken advantage of by female ghosts?

That's too weird, too domineering......

I asked Ma Li not to think about it, she said that she didn't think much about it, she was sitting upright, what was she afraid of.

I threw myself on the ground at the five bodies that my fellow senior sister admired, and asked her what the corpse oil itself tasted like.

She said it was just a very light, indescribable smell, but to be sure, it wasn't a stink.

Come to think of it, if the corpse oil itself stinks, even if it is mixed in the drink, it is impossible for Sang Lan not to smell it.

The next morning, I asked her to open her mouth again, sniff it, and the stench was gone.

It seems that as I thought, she just smelled it, and it was contaminated with a little evil qi, which covered Hao Zhenggang's qi, so she was possessed by Miss Ghost.

After sleeping all night, I was full of energy, and my evil qi was removed by myself.

Back at the city office, I asked my colleague Liang about the test results of that group of oil samples.

Da Liang, who has always had no taboos, retched twice, and then said that the test found that the main component of the oil was human fat, which was also adulterated with the fat of rats and frogs.

I listened to it with disgust.

If Sang Lan knew that she drank this ghost thing into her stomach, then she wouldn't be crazy.

Corpse oil... Head ......

I really don't understand why anyone would engage in these damaging things.

The key is that there are still many people who covet the evil effects of corpse oil.

I reported this matter to Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi twisted his eyebrows and said:

It seems that Li Qingyuan failed to court, and wanted to use corpse oil to achieve his goal. Could the person who killed him know that he wanted to do this, and killed him in order to protect Sang Lan? Also, where did all this corpse oil come from? ”

I didn't dare to make judgments, so I had to learn Ma Li's usual tone and say: "The forensic doctor is only responsible for testing and testing, and the investigation of the case is your criminal investigation." ”

Zhao Qi rolled his eyes angrily, "You can learn from your senior sister!" ”

I grinned, in fact, he also knew that the forensic doctor's indiscriminate giving of opinions would more or less affect subjective judgment, which was unfavorable.

"How did Sang Lan arrange it?" I asked.

Zhao Qi said: "I have asked Shen Qing to protect her, by the way, today is your birthday, happy birthday." ”

As he spoke, he opened the drawer and took out a small, beautifully wrapped gift box and placed it on the table.

I took out my phone and looked at the date, today is really my lunar birthday.

"How do you know it's my birthday?" I asked, puzzled.

Most of us celebrate lunar birthdays here, and after my grandfather died, I didn't have a birthday, and even Sun Lu and Zhang Xi didn't know what day my birthday was.

Zhao Qi touched his nose and said:

"The gift was left by Sang Lan when she left yesterday, she specially told me to give it to you today, and she asked me to tell you that this gift was chosen by her and has nothing to do with her mother."

Oh, it turned out to be her, needless to say, it was the woman who told her what my birthday was.

I picked up the gift box and opened it, revealing an army-green kerosene lighter and a note folded into squares.

Open the note and it reads: Smoke less.

I recognized Ji Yayun's handwriting, picked up the lighter and lit it, looking at the orange firelight, I couldn't tell what it was like.

"Brother, a lighter moved you like this? If I give you more bottles of kerosene, will you be able to make a promise? Zhao Qi joked with a smile.

I shrugged and didn't speak.

Growing up, my grandfather would boil me two white eggs every time I had my birthday.

After my grandfather died, I didn't have a birthday or shed tears.

A birthday present? It's the first time I've received a birthday present.

I put away the lighter and the note, and was just about to go out when Zhao Qi's mobile phone rang.

He glanced at the screen, picked up the phone, and got up and walked over to grab me.

"Where...... Are you sure...... Okay, you help me keep an eye on him, I'll come right over. ”

Zhao Qi hung up the phone and pulled me out.

"Why are you going?" I asked.

"I found three white eyes, in Dongjiazhuang!"

"Dongjiazhuang?" I was stunned for a moment, ran back to the lab to get my bag, and followed Zhao Qi into the car.

After leaving the police station, Zhao Qi turned on the siren and rushed all the way to Dongjiazhuang.

got out of the car at the entrance of the village, Zhao Qi called the informant who found the three white eyes, and hurried to the village.

It was time for lunch, and I didn't see anyone along the way.

followed Zhao Qi to the west of the village, and saw a thin monkey smoking with his back against a plane tree.

I ran over with Zhao Qi, and Zhao Qi pressed his throat and asked the thin monkey, "What about people?" ”

The thin monkey took a slow puff on his cigarette and spread the palm of one hand in front of him.

Zhao Qi frowned, took out his wallet, took out three red hairs and slapped it in his hand.

The thin monkey took a greasy puff of cigarette before pointing to a farmhouse behind the plane tree: "I climbed over the wall to get in, I really saw it, and it was still inside." ”

Zhao Qi glanced at the courtyard wall of the house and scolded in a low voice: "Damn, I want to see if he is a human or a ghost." Xu Qiu, you are guarding outside, I'll go in and take a look......"

"Malegobi's!"

I cursed, took two steps back regardless of it, and climbed the eaves of the wall and climbed in.

Zhao Qi followed in, grabbed me and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?" Did you find something? ”

I looked around, and saw that the door of the hall was open, and I grabbed a shovel from the wall and held it in my hand.

Zhao Qi looked at me, didn't ask any more, touched the gun in his waist, and still grabbed a pickaxe in his hand from the side.

He winked at me, and I nodded knowingly, and stood by the window with a shovel.

"People inside, come out!" Zhao Qi shouted, and at the same time kicked the door open.

"I'll go!" Zhao Qi was obviously trembling, and then he froze there and didn't move.

I heard no movement inside, and hurriedly walked to the door, "Team Zhao, what's wrong?" ”

As soon as I asked, when I saw the situation in the house, I trembled several times as if I had been electrocuted, and the corners of my mouth twitched uncontrollably.

The black gauze tent in the room hung low, and there were two picture frames with black and white photos on the table at the door, and this place was actually laid out as a mourning hall!

I was so angry and black that I gritted my teeth and grabbed a shovel into the house, and tore the tent off the beams.

wanted to smash the photos on the table, and suddenly found that the person in one of the photos turned out to be Sang Lan!

In another black-and-white photo, there is a middle-aged man I don't know.

I took a closer look at the offerings on the table and couldn't help but gasp a few times.

Although it is a mourning hall, there are red candles, and there is no incense in the incense burner, only a small yellow rice full of incense burner.

The steamed buns offered are not ordinary steamed buns, but the kind of sugar triangle wrapped in white sugar filling, and a plate of white flour cakes, and the top of the cake is actually depicted with the word double happiness in red, which is simply a wedding cake!

Looking at these photos with Sang Lan, my head 'buzzed' for a while.

Ordinary people worship the deceased, and they will never use this kind of offering for decoration.

Red and white etiquette are mixed and intertwined, this is a secret marriage!

The key is that Sang Lan is not dead at all!

"Team Zhao, immediately check who this man is in the photo......"

I just said something with my fluctuating emotions, and suddenly froze again.

The middle-aged man in the photo, who was originally quite peaceful, actually turned his face hideous, and his eyes were round, as if he was glaring at me resentfully.

I instinctively put my hand into my bag, and when I took out the Yin Peach Sword, the man's face in the photo turned blank!