After seeing this scene, we were immediately alert, and two short swords appeared on my hands in an instant. Fortunately, after observing for a while, no abnormal situation was found except for the dead man on the ground. At this time, Xiao Zhi stared at the dead man on the ground and murmured: "Where did he come out?"

Fatty Sun's face no longer had his signature smile. After turning around, he understood what was going on. Fatty Sun pointed to an inconspicuous place in the corner of the wall and said, "This unlucky guy came in from there. Damn, it's really nothing wrong to say about human money!"

Looking in the direction of Fatty Sun's finger, he saw a hole the size of a winter melon appeared in the corner of the wall. More than a dozen pieces were scattered next to it. It seemed that someone pulled the bricks there and then came in from outside. Fatty Sun glared at the dead ghost lying on the ground with anger, and then turned his eyes to me. He said, "This dead ghost should be familiar with the situation at your village chief's house. When we came here yesterday, there was a water slug in the corner of the wall. He took the water slug away first, and then removed a few bricks there. He thought he could find gold nuggets here, but he lost his life."

When Fatty Sun spoke, Monk Xiao had already picked up the Dhara Sutra. Just as he was collecting the Dhara Sutra, Master Xiao suddenly screamed. We didn't know what happened, and almost at the same time looked at Monk Xiao.

Just as Monk Xiao raised a corner of the Dhara Sutra in his hand, a hole of about a half meter appeared in his hand. It turned out that it was cut by the stones on the ground when it was lifted. After the Dhara Sutra was cut, it could no longer be used. Monk Xiao wanted to minimize the losses, so he turned to Huang Ran and said, "Do you still want this thing? Why don't I give you a little more advantage?"

Huang Ran said in a little embarrassedly: "Guest Xiao, you also know that such things are a thousand miles apart. Now this Dhara Sutra is considered to be aborted, but it is also a treasure of the Yuan Dynasty royal family, and it is still valuable to repair it."

Monk Xiao said angrily: "This Dhara Sutra comes out of the ground, and things that block ghosts and gods for the dead are taboos. In addition to the burial objects, those players are taboos for such things. Such things cannot be given to auction houses and cannot be flowed abroad - Xiao Huang. Otherwise, don't add zeros. You can take them away from the original price of 85,000. Even if I take care of my younger generation."

After hearing this, Huang Ran shook his head. Monk Xiao thought Huang Ran didn't want it, and was about to reduce it by 1200, he heard Huang Ran say, "That's not to let you suffer a loss. Let's take it away. I'll take it away for 200,000, and the rest will be considered your hard work." Monk Xiao was content to hear that the useless Dhara Sutra could be sold at this price. But in the blink of an eye, it disappeared more than 8 million, and I began to feel uncomfortable again.

"I'll inform the armed police outside," said Fatty Sun at this time: "Let them carry this dead ghost out, and ask them to find someone to do a preliminary autopsy to see when the dead ghost happened. Then count the people in the village to see if there are still people out..."

Before Fatty Sun could finish his words, he saw the door open by the armed police outside. Gan Daye and the local police chief surrounded by three people and walked in from outside. After entering, the group of them were shocked by the dead bodies on the ground. And we were also stunned when we watched the people brought by Gan Daye and the others.

The three people surrounded by stars like stars were the old acquaintances of Fatty Sun in the polling bureau. The leader was Ximen Lian, who almost sat on the seat of the deputy director of the second room. Ximen Lian, who was standing on both sides of Ximen Daguanren, saw us, and Ximen Lian, who was not surprised when he saw us. Ximen Lian, smiled at the three of us and said, "When we came, we knew that this was Lazi's hometown. I was just telling Lao Xiong that I had been to you. Lao Xiong said that I might be able to see you here. I didn't expect that he would really hit it again this time."

When the Ximen Daguan Ren spoke, Lao Mo had already walked to the side of the dead body on the ground. He began to perform a preliminary autopsy on the deceased. When he saw the dead, he didn't care about us. This was Lao Mo's personal hobby, and no one cared about him.

When I saw someone dead again, Gan Daye's expression seemed to have eaten bitter gourd. However, after seeing us meet someone from the Ministry of Public Security, the expression on his face eased a little. He smiled and said to Ximen Lian: "Secretary Ximen, the situation is serious. You are only a little late, and someone is killed again. This time, you and these comrades will solve the problem for us..."

This sentence was originally a flatterer for Ximen Lian, but Fatty Sun didn't feel good about it. Before Gan Daye finished speaking, he interrupted and said to Ximen Lian: "Section Chief Ximen? I didn't say, who are you scolding? I remember when I let you go to the Ministry of Public Security, I gave you half a level. You should be Deputy Director Ximen now, why are you still a small section chief?"

Ximen Lian smiled bitterly. Before he could answer, Xiong Wanyi next to him said to him: "Don't mention it, Fatty Sun, after we arrived at the Ministry of Public Security, they told us that their staffing was not enough, and the appointment was not exactly the same, so we were reduced to half a level of use. He said that it would be supplemented for us in half a year. Don't mention it, when did you get this idle breath from the Ministry of Public Security before in the polls bureau?"

Fatty Sun smiled slightly after hearing this and said, "Bear thing, don't say you are not from the Ministry of Public Security. It's not me that you should be careful when doing things yourself. Boss Gao and I used to protect you. Now it's up to you."

At this moment, Lao Mo squatted beside the body and said, "The deceased died at around 4 a.m. today. There was no obvious trauma on his body. It was initially speculated that he died of myocardial infarction. However, the exact cause of death will not be known after the autopsy. Great Sage, Lazi, how did you check?"

Before Fat Sun spoke, Ximen Lian suddenly turned around and said to Gan Daye and the accompanying staff of the county public security bureau: "County Magistrate Gan, leaders, now we are going to start asking witnesses. Please wait outside the door for the time being. If you have any needs, I will contact you on your own initiative."

Gan Daye originally wanted to follow and listen, but since the case handlers from the Ministry of Public Security had already spoken, he could only retreat with the director of the county public security bureau.

After County Mayor Gan and his friends left here, Fatty Sun told Section Chief Ximen about what happened yesterday and those who heard it these days. After hearing this, Ximen Lian glanced at Fatty Sun and said, "Great Sage, what are you doing when you are here? You are much more capable than us. Give me some tips, what should we do next?"

Fatty Sun beat him up and said, "The leaders of the department look down on us too much. I didn't say that I really don't know what to do next. But if I were me, I would probably find someone to go down and take a look. After knowing what happened below, I will prescribe the right medicine. But the ugly words are in front of the chain. This is not simple. You must be prepared before going down."

After hearing what Fatty Sun said, Ximen Lian's expression became a little decadent. Xiong Wanyi said to him: "It's not hard to prepare or not. Fatty Sun, after going to the broken place of the Ministry of Public Security, I missed our days in the Poll Investigation Bureau before. We are really fighting for our lives now."

As he said that, he took out the pistol on his back, unloaded the magazine, handed the pistol to Fatty Sun, and said, "Look, this is the equipment of several of us. If we can live until the New Year, we will be lucky."
Chapter completed!