Dr. Li said, "Xiao Zhao, please again."
Jǐng, a female named Xiao Zhao, said, "It’s okay. Anyway, I’m relatively idle recently. It’s Sister Li, the third one in three months. Something’s wrong with you recently. Would you like to have a look at Mr. Feng Shui and find a monk to exorcise evil spirits?"
Dr. Li frowned and said, "You are jǐng Cha, how can you believe this? Don’t forget Confucius, stay away from ghosts and gods."
Huo Junzhong path: "This sentence means not that there are no ghosts and gods, but that ghosts and gods can be explained by unreasonable reasons, so ordinary people should not rely on ghosts and gods."
Snapped, Huo Junzhong was patted on the head: "You said I was wrong?"
Looking at Dr. Li with one hand akimbo, Huo Junzhong immediately changed his mouth: "Of course not, Dr. Li is right."
"Sister Li, don’t bully children," said female jǐng. "People say it’s not wrong, but now children don’t know much about this old saying. Most of them know what they know. This kid is good. Sister Li, is he your little man? You really like your brother, and my brother looks absolutely hopeless. "
Dr. Li smiled and hit the female jǐng I: "Don’t talk nonsense, Xiao Huo is my patient, you crazy woman, and your mind is full of strange thoughts." Dr. Li introduced to Huo Junzhong: "Xiao Huo, this is Zhao Xueping, a little monster in jǐng, who will call for blood and rain, and who will meet someone who is unlucky?"
Zhao Xueping cried, "Sister Li, how can you talk nonsense like this? I am not a disaster."
Huo Junzhong quietly watched Zhao Xueping: "Liu Mei obliquely printed a short person, with a seven-inch bone and a knife locked on the shoulder, and her eyes were suffocating. She was in her old age, and she was in danger. From the perspective of physiognomy, this female jǐng Zhao Xueping had a hard life. As the saying goes, people who were with her in her old age were easily sucked away by her, but fate was unlucky in Taoism."
Xiangxue, Feng Shui, and birthdays can all affect people’s fate at some time, but they are not absolute. Since ancient times, Taoism has said that more counts are better than less. Later, military strategists introduced this sentence into war theory.
Huo Junzhong learned to practice Taoism, Dharma, Dharma and Dharma. Since ancient times, the owner of the Dharma has practiced Dandan as a legal person, and he is bound to dabble in Dharma and enter the world of mortals. Of course, he has to learn to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but his study time is too short, and learning from others is not the focus. All he can do is look at the appearance.
Zhao Xueping said, "Sister Li, you want to invite me to dinner."
Dr. Li asked, "You were investigating, and you just ran away?"
"I didn’t lead the team, I just came out to watch the fun and walked away. I know a shop near here where blueberry cakes are delicious and mouth watering."
Doctor Li frowned and said, "Are you still jǐng? It’s really worrying to think that we’re going to hand Ann over to people like you. "But despite the prison sāo, Dr. Li finally left with Zhao Xueping, and Huo Junzhong naturally followed.
Three people came to the hotel by car. The owner of a small western-style restaurant was a delicate blonde foreigner. It seems that Zhao Xueping and I are already acquaintances, so we didn’t leave until we said hello.
The blueberry cake melts in the mouth, and with the strong aroma of fruit tea, Zhao Xueping said that it was so refreshing that it drooled. It was not an exaggeration, but it was just a little too sweet to eat.
After eating the cake set meal, Huo Junzhong asked, "Dr. Li, isn’t it the first time you said that you jumped off a building like this?"
Dr. Li nodded slightly and frowned. "It will happen every month for these three months."
Huo Junzhong asked, "Dr. Li, are they all women?"
Zhao Xueping looked at Huo Junzhong with some surprise, and her eyes flashed: "Xiao Huo, how do you know that they are all women?"
Huo Junzhong’s dark call is not good, so it was that he hurriedly hid a few words. Dr. Li didn’t care much, but Zhao Xueping watched Huo Junzhong from time to time with a smile on his mouth. It looked like he saw a smiling fox, which made Huo Junzhong nerve-racking. Being stared at by people made people worry. Being stared at by jǐng would make most people feel weak and be hit by a woman, J ǐ.
A moment later, Dr. Li received a message saying that the hospital had an emergency and had to go first. Huo Junzhong also wanted to stay, but Zhao Xueping stopped him to accompany her to eat ice cream.
Huo Junzhong hasn’t learned to say yes if he refuses.
Zhao Xueping smiled and finished eating ice cream. Suddenly, she said, "Xiao Huo, do you often see dead people?"
Huo Junzhong didn’t understand the meaning of this sentence and shook her head: "It’s not common, no, it’s the first time to see it with her own eyes." Huo Junzhong was born with a disease, and he knew that he would die at any time, but he didn’t see anyone die. After all, Huo Junzhong didn’t see the female nurse fall this time, less than five meters away from Huo Junzhong, and some blood splashed on Huo Junzhong’s pants.
Zhao Xueping said leisurely, "Xiao Huo, what do I do?"
Huo Junzhong replied without hesitation: "jǐng cha" is a dangerous point for a common people, and practitioners are no exception.
Zhao Xueping nodded, and her smile deepened. "Correctly speaking, I am in charge of criminal cases, jǐng Cha Xiao Huo. You told me that a minor who has never seen a dead person fell a few meters away, and his blood flowed everywhere. However, this underage boy was not surprised at all, let alone scared or panicked."
Huo Junzhong didn’t expect that he was seen as a problem in this way. He was a little angry and said, "Maybe I am born bold and not afraid of the dead."
Zhao Xueping laughed, just like looking at a child who was caught but still doing harm. For her, saying such a thing, Huo Junzhong is the language of biting the bait fish, which is the most hidden of all human traps, and a good jǐng Cha needs to master the first ability, which is the language trap. "Well, some young people don’t know what fear is, but it is the most dangerous. However, this young man is not afraid.
Huo Junzhong still resisted: "I was shocked, but I didn’t show it."
Zhao Xueping pressed hard: "Then you guessed that the dead were all women. Are you Sherlock Holmes?"
Huo Junzhong was a little anxious and said, "I told you, it was accidental."
Zhao Xueping said leisurely: "A friend of mine said that the word accident is a symbol of people’s great power to fate. The word itself contains magic. I have always recognized that every accident has a teenager who will not be surprised or afraid. This teenager has guessed that it is another accident, and two accidents must be inevitable. Now Xiao Huo, you have to tell me that this connection.
Huo Junzhong was forced to be confused, saying, "I’m not a prisoner, you can’t interrogate me."
"I didn’t interrogate you. Why are you in such a hurry? Can’t you tell me what’s the secret?" Zhao Xueping stirred the ice cubes in the juice, happily listening to the crash of ice cubes and glasses. "Xiao Huo, in modern society, has hidden things, but often I am jǐng, who is guilty of black Se. If you ask, if you don’t tell me, I will take you back to the station. You will tell me after all. There is a smell of decay that can only be felt in the dying old man’s body. It is like the smell of death, which makes her hate. A boy of 14 or 15 should not have this smell when his life is at its peak, and he is calm. He speaks, which really makes people feel that he is so young.
Huo Junzhong was snooping about the news of suicide, but he didn’t seem curious. When asked at the scene, someone was not impressed by someone who fell to his side but was not surprised at all. When he said that he added Huo Junzhong to guess accurately, Zhao Xueping had doubts about Huo Junzhong. She was suspicious, and her intuition often allowed her to find clues in some impossible places. This time, her intuition told her that her reason also told her that Huo Junzhong knew something about this.
Huo Junzhong finally couldn’t resist, and jǐng was as terrible as a rogue, but it was even more terrible when this jǐng was still very deceitful. Huo Junzhong didn’t want to be taken to the jǐng Bureau, where he had never been, and this generation didn’t want to go. After giving up resistance, Huo Junzhong asked, "Officer Zhao jǐng, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"
Zhao Xueping nodded without hesitation: "Yes, of course."