C13 (2/2)

Meng Nanshan walked over to the boss, ”Aiya! This matter was very suspenseful! Chief, according to what Huang Quan said, the soul is guilty, what do you think? ”

I thought that the old man would be like Yi Tian Xing and would mock and ridicule our operation team, but who knew! The old man raised the dead man's hand. ”I believe, and I believe, that you will come and see.”

We looked at the hands of the deceased, at each of the first joint of the forefinger and middle finger, there was a large callus, ”This person should be a Daoist, two-fingered man with a series of talismans and other magic items, grinding out the calluses.”

Meng Nanshan nodded and didn't express his opinion. He turned around and asked the others, ”What do you guys think? Tell me your opinion.”

Seeing that no one had any doubts, Meng Nanshan continued, ”Okay, then let's do it this way!” ”We are police officers, and a different kind of police, so we have to do our duty as police. The loss of this person's soul is still a danger to society. Who can capture his soul?” Meng Nanshan glanced around, ”Action team, Intelligence, don't wait for me to assign someone to do it.”

Yi Tian Xing lowered his head and said indifferently, ”Since when did we need the intelligence department to go on stage in order to capture people?”

Ding Lan's heart immediately exploded. ”Heh! Whether it's to capture people or to capture souls, it's obviously our operation team. But, the problem of intelligence! That's a bit of a problem, don't you think? Mr. Turtle? ”

”Stop arguing!” Meng Nanshan frowned and said.

At this moment, Duan Hongqi's forehead was covered in sweat. The boss glanced at him and stepped forward, ”Chief Meng, if it's a living person, Seventh Uncle might have a way, but! Now that the person is dead, the soul definitely won't be able to be summoned back. ”

Meng Nanshan raised his eyebrows, smiled, and calmly said, ”Is that so? I used to boast in the Central Bureau of Investigation that no case could be solved without a criminal investigation. Was the murderer brought to justice? So many of us can only stare, can't we? ”

The boss lowered his head, sighed, and muttered softly, ”Li Ao Xue! He was the best at such matters, but … Which one of us in the Bureau has that much face, to be able to invite him out? ”

Li Ao Xue? Who is it?

Seeing my doubt, Fatty Lei tapped me on the shoulder, ”Li Ao Xue, you stubborn old fogey. Ten years ago, when you left the Bureau, I heard that you had a conflict with policy. You are an old fogey, extremely arrogant!”

I curled my lips. ”Those with great abilities all have a set of haughty bones, don't they?”

Fatty Lei's shoulders collapsed, ”I don't know if he has the arrogance. After ten years, no one has contacted him. It doesn't matter if he's dead or alive.”

The boss and Meng Nanshan were still talking, and now, they couldn't find a solution. They just talked to each other, and their eyes were filled with anxiety.

Fatty Lei and I muttered to each other, ”Actually, there is an introduction to the 'Spiritual Concealment Method'. It's just that it's not practiced. After the meeting is over, we can go and try it.”

Fatty Lei smiled and nodded at me. While Meng Nanshan and the boss were arguing, Fatty Lei swaggered his fat body over.

At this moment, I also realized that things weren't good. Being friends with this Bane is probably the biggest loss of my life.

The two of them stopped arguing. The boss looked at Fatty Lei and sighed, shaking his head as he took a step back.

Meng Nanshan's frown deepened as he asked, ”Little Tang, what is it?”

Fatty Lei crossed his arms in front of his chest and raised his head proudly, ”I said, Chief Meng!” It's not only Li Ao Xue who knows how to do all day long. ”

Yi Tian Xing, who was in the crowd, stretched his neck, ”Could it be that you know how to!?” Do you think the Bureau is unlucky enough? Save it! ”Stop causing trouble.”

Fatty Lei did not mind and continued to speak proudly, ”What's so difficult about recruiting dead people's souls? ”My brother will!” While speaking, Fatty Lei turned around and pointed. Everyone's eyes were focused on me.

This was no small matter. As for the face of the operation team, Ding Lan Xin immediately came close to me and angrily said, ”Don't you dare make trouble!”

”However!” Fatty Lei changed the subject and moved closer to Meng Nanshan, ”About that …” ”That, after all, Huang Quan's ability is too shallow. This matter requires Seventh Uncle's help. Look, is it …”