Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

"With this direction, we can explore this intersection area and look for a person or store that previously lived in the city center and moved to the old town after February."

Lin Qiye nodded seriously and added, "There are only about a hundred people moving from the city center to the old town in a whole year, so the area is actually very small."

"Then let's go now and take a look around." Hongying said excitedly.

Click——.

The Bagua plate slowly stopped, Su Yan was shocked, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly:

"No need to bother. I found someone in this area of ​​the old city."

"Is it the murderer?" Lin Qiye asked hurriedly.

"He's not the murderer, but he has a lucky lot on him."

Chapter 181 I will give you a foot massage tonight, and you should reflect on yourself

Cangnan City.

Three years ago, for unknown reasons, two small-scale but extremely destructive earthquakes occurred on North Street in the old city. Dozens of buildings collapsed inexplicably, causing considerable casualties.

Since then, residents of North Street have begun to move out one after another.

Those who are able save money and move to the city center to start a new life, while others choose to rent a new home elsewhere in the old city.

But there are still some individuals who insist on living here because of the cheap rent.

Ling'an Pet Clinic.

In a remote street, in front of a small shop, an old woman with an old face and wrinkles was holding a handful of crushed green grass leaves and covering the butt of a cow in front of her with them.

The cow was completely black, with a strong body, weighing more than 500 kilograms, and its two curved, sharp horns shone with a dark white light.

The cool feeling of the herbs on the wound made Black Bull squint his eyes in a humane way and moo softly.

"I've prepared seven days' worth of herbs for you. When you go back, remember to apply the medicine on time. Also, choose some grass feed. You can't always feed it cat food or dog food, as those are made of meat. Remember?" The old woman said, looking at the little girl beside her with a concerned look on her face.

"I understand, Grandma Ling. I'm glad I met you. I went to every street and alley, and every pet shop said they couldn't treat it. Seriously, how dare you open a pet shop when you can't even treat a cow."

The girl was wearing a floral dress and looked youthful. It was Jiang Qian.

She reached out and gently stroked Heige's big head, her eyes full of tenderness and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised slightly.

The old woman shook her head and laughed. "Which pet shop would dare to accept such a large cow? Besides, it's quite strange to keep a cow as a pet. You're the second one I've seen."

Jiang Qian asked curiously, "Grandma Ling, who is the first person?"

The old woman was slightly startled, without saying a word, she slowly and tremblingly turned around, brought a stool, and sat down next to the wooden chair in front of the door. Her eyes were gentle but full of tenderness as she stared quietly at the man on the wooden chair.

The man was about thirty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His facial features were as sharp as if they were carved by a knife, and he exuded a sunny and handsome appearance.

But at this moment, his eyes were dull and empty, as if his soul had been taken away, like a wax figure that had lost its vitality.

Jiang Qian had heard people around her talk about how he was Grandma Ling's son and had been stupid and foolish since he was born.

For a mother, this may be the greatest cruelty in the world.

Jiang Qian sighed silently, took out a hundred-yuan bill and was about to put it into the cash box, but after thinking for a moment, she took out two more bills and stuffed them all in.

"Grandma Ling, I've put the medical fee in the drawer. I'll come back next week." Jiang Qian said goodbye.

"Little girl, remember to take two scallion pancakes with you." The old woman turned her head and looked at her with a kind face.

Jiang Qian's face was filled with smiles, and she said a little embarrassedly, "Grandma Ling, every time you come over, you ask me to bring scallion pancakes, and I feel embarrassed. But these pancakes are so delicious, and my parents love them too."

After saying that, she leaned over to open the steamer in front of the door, took out two steaming scallion pancakes from it, waved goodbye to the old woman, took Heige's rope, and left with light steps and joy.

The old woman stared at her back as she walked away, the smile gradually disappearing from the corner of her mouth, until her whole face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, without any warmth.

"Youan, did you see that? Everyone likes to eat your scallion pancakes..."

"It's time to take your medicine, Youan."

......

The sky is clear blue and the clouds are soft like cotton.

On the street not far from Cangnan No. 2 Middle School, in front of the hotel, a man and a woman stood shoulder to shoulder.

Above my head, on a giant pink sign, huge advertising copy kept rotating.

——Tonight, I am the nightingale under the rose tree, and I will chirp in your ears all night long.

——I will do a comprehensive physical examination for you in place of the doctor, and then implant a mutation of love for me into your genes.

——I lie down at 180 degrees, you sit at 90 degrees, and we build a coordinate system with only one and two quadrants.

Under the charming light of the signboard, the graceful woman's pretty face blushed slightly, and a rose-colored flame more than one meter high on the tip of the gun swayed in the wind.

"Su Yan, is this the place where you want to take me to eat fried noodles?"

Su Yan blew on the flame several times but failed to extinguish it. He said anxiously, "Sister Hongying, put away the fire quickly. If passersby see it, your salary will be deducted when you go back!"

"Just buckle it, I'm not afraid anyway." Hongying said angrily with a threatening look on her face.

Spendthrift, the economy is so bad that even a dollar has to be spent carefully... Su Yan hurriedly explained: "Sister Hongying, please take a good look at the name of this hotel. We are here for a case, and eating fried noodles is just a stop on the way."

Hongying was stunned when she heard this, and looked up at the name of the store stupidly.

"Swan Love Couple Hotel? Oh, isn't this the crime scene of the recent case?" Hongying exclaimed, covering her mouth:

"Su Yan, why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought you were teasing me."

"Because you didn't even give me a chance to explain, you were just suspecting that I had bad intentions." Su Yan snorted righteously.

"I didn't... because this... advertising slogan is too... too..."

Hongying was too embarrassed to put away her spear. Her eyes flickered and she looked around, unable to finish a single sentence.

Su Yan looked at her somewhat embarrassed expression and suppressed his laughter, saying seriously:

"Sister Hongying, the captain asked me to lead the team this time, so I have to criticize you for something. When we carry out a mission together, you must trust me 100%. If you have any doubts, something big might happen at a critical moment... I think the captain should have taught you this, right?"

Hongying pursed her lips and nodded.

Su Yan continued, "Forget about going to a couple's hotel together. Even if the organization arranges for us to stay in the same room and sleep in the same bed, as long as we behave properly and have a clear conscience, you should trust me 100%."

Hongying raised her eyes slightly and looked at him, then chose to remain silent.

"I'll give you a foot massage tonight, and then you can reflect on your actions. Then we'll let this matter go."

"Oh." Hongying puffed out her cheeks and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito.

Su Yan unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth and was about to say something else, but the unlucky thing that ruined the mood rushed over, holding a hard drive in his hand:

"Sister Hongying, Su Yan, this is the surveillance footage I copied from a nearby merchant. The video footage happens to be facing the hotel entrance."

Hongying quickly nodded and took it, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

"No, why are you glaring at me?" Lin Qiye looked up and met Su Yan's dark face, his face full of question marks.

Su Yan said with a dark face: "Go back and write a 300,000-word self-criticism."

"Why?" Lin Qiye rolled his eyes.

"Aren't you collecting video information from nearby businesses?" Su Yan asked.

Lin Qiye pointed at the hard drive: "Yes, isn't that it?"

Su Yan asked, "You came back so soon, did you slack off? What if you missed something?"

"How could there be any omissions? You asked me to find three businesses to copy six months' worth of footage. To ensure complete safety, I went to seven businesses and copied nearly a whole year's worth of footage. Not only that, I also made three backups. I took every aspect into consideration, so there's absolutely no chance of anything going wrong. Don't accuse me of this for no reason!" Lin Qiye smiled smugly and walked up the stairs.

"Even if you are the commander of this operation, you must have a legitimate reason if you want me to write a self-criticism."

"..."

This wave is very stable.

Su Yan thought for 2 seconds and said viciously: "Who told you to take your left foot first when you go up the stairs? Write a 100 million word self-criticism."

Lin Qiye: ???

Chapter 182 My Acting Skills Are Very Good

Su Yan knew clearly that the reason why Chen Muye gave him the decision-making power of this operation was that he valued his divination ability the most.

When faced with mysterious and unknown situations, using hexagrams to predict good or bad luck can help people avoid danger to a great extent.

However, when it comes to case handling experience, Hongying, who has five years of experience as a night watchman, has comprehensive abilities far superior to Su Yan and Lin Qiye, the two newcomers who have just joined the team.

Before entering the store, Hongying patiently and meticulously instructed the two on the key points and techniques of interrogation.

"One of you plays the bad cop, and the other plays the good cop, soothing him. That's how you get useful information. Remember that."

Su Yan raised his hand and applied, "I'll play the villain and stand there coldly. This handsome face, comparable to Daniel Wu, will stun them all."

"I want to be in a bad mood. I have a better temperament and my acting skills are very good!" Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows.

"Don't snatch it. Su Yan has the red face, Qi Ye has the black face, and I will play the black face too." Hongying said in a serious tone, making the final decision.

The two of them didn't dare to make trouble anymore and nodded.

"Su Yan, is the best fortune stick in there?" Hongying asked with a blink of an eye.

Su Yan said: "Within a range of twenty meters."

"Follow me closely!"

Hongying straightened up instantly, frowned slightly, and walked in with big strides with a stern look on her face.

As a Night Watchman, she is always involved in battles on a daily basis. A skirt would restrict her movements and affect her skills, so she rarely wears one.

She had changed out of yesterday's black dress and red belt. Today she wore a pure white short-sleeved shirt with her hair tied high in a ponytail, revealing her slender swan neck. Her long, straight legs were exposed under her washed-color denim shorts.

The hall floor was bright and reflective, and the light fell on her, making her fair skin seem to glow.

"Snapped!"

A document was slammed on the table, and a crisp voice echoed throughout the hall: "Investigation, everyone, please come out."

Su Yan recognized the waitress sitting at the bar. She was the same girl from a year ago, young and pretty, but her big bags under her eyes showed her fatigue.

Working the night shift in a place like this, with constant gunfire all night long, it's really hard to get a good rest. Su Yan couldn't help but complain.