Although only vague and intermittent sounds could be heard, with these few keywords, they were at least insiders.

Because when dealing with the follow-up, Wang Xiaofeng and the others used epidemic disease to explain it. Although it was a bit far-fetched, except for those few insiders, other personnel knew little about the matter. They only knew that a few students died, and

The insiders also issued a silence order, so according to common sense, it is impossible for them to know.

The conversation is still coming intermittently.

"...Shouldn't...have happened..." Another voice sounded. There were at least three people inside now.

"...more...use...to explain..." The fourth one.

Lin Yuanqing felt dizzy after hearing these intermittent sounds, and decided not to wait any longer. The evidence was almost conclusive.

After thinking about it, Ghost Domain brought a piece of iron and placed it in front of the Golden Gate. Then he sprinted, raised Ghost's foot, and kicked it with a thud.

All the power of the supernaturally strengthened body was applied to this foot. With pure physical power, the golden door was kicked away directly. There was a clear footprint on the door that flew out, and even the toes were clearly visible.

"who?"

"who?"

"You dare to break into the club, do you want to die?"

"ah."

There were six people behind the door. The first few reacted quickly and avoided the flight path of the door. However, one of them reacted slowly and was directly hit to the ground by the door. There was no movement. I don't know whether he fainted or was directly hit by the door.

Get a lunch box.

"Daming City, the new Interpol, Lin Yuanqing." Lin Yuanqing took back his foot and found that the shoe was shattered by the direct kick just now, so he simply used the ghost field to destroy the shoe of the other foot.

"Who are Hong Chenghao and Hong Chengdang?" Lin Yuanqing finished the introduction slowly and asked lightly.

"Detective Lin, hello, I'm Hong Chenghao, what can I do for you?" Among the six people in total, a middle-aged man who was about 170cm tall, thin and seemed to be in his forties stood up and asked.

After learning Lin Yuanqing's identity, he seemed very respectful.

"Did you make that painting behind the school?" Lin Yuanqing continued to ask.

"School? Painting? What do you mean?" The expression on Hong Chenghao's face was very genuine, as if he really didn't know.

"Well, you should admit it directly. Although the law requires evidence, I... don't need to." Lin Yuanqing took a few steps back and forth and continued.

"Sorry, Detective Lin, I really don't understand what you are talking about. I think there must be some misunderstanding." Hong Chenghao replied.

"Misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding!" Lin Yuanqing had no intention of talking nonsense to them anymore.

The ghost realm erupted directly in the room, restraining the five of them, while the unlucky guy lying on the ground ignored it.

Seeing Lin Yuanqing take action, Hong Chengdang directly used his ghost power. A shadow appeared from below him and floated along the ground toward Lin Yuanqing.

Upon seeing this, Lin Yuanqing raised his ghost foot and stepped on it. A strange scene happened. The shadow seemed to be really stepped on and stopped. The supernatural confrontation began. Hong Chengdang was horrified to find that he could not use it.

The ghost's supernatural power.

Just as the other person was about to take action, pieces of iron were suspended around his neck, spinning at high speed. Whenever he moved, his head would fall to the ground.

Seeing that there were still people who wanted to take action, Lin Yuanqing said to Hong Chenghao calmly: "If you move around, you will die."

"Stop." Hong Chenghao shouted and asked, why didn't Hong Chenghao do it?

Because before the fight started, Lin Yuanqing stepped on his shadow, directly suppressing the ghost in his body. In addition, the other foot stepped on Hong Chengdang's ghost. Now the life and death of his two brothers depended on Lin Yuanqing's thoughts.

.

"Why don't you just admit it? If you have to force me to do something, tell me, what's going on with that painting in school?" Lin Yuanqing asked with a rant.

As he spoke, the ghost realm flashed behind him, and a single sofa appeared. He sat down on it, crossed his legs, and released the ghost of Hong Chengdang.

But Hong Chenghao didn't let him go. It wasn't because Lin Yuanqing was asking for help. He just felt that Hong Chengdang's ghost was defeated by him. It wouldn't be a big problem to let him go. It could also show his confidence.

The four of them stood neatly in a row behind Hong Chenghao, glanced at Lin Yuanqing in fear, and quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at Lin Yuanqing. In the past, they all considered themselves the number one force in Daming City, but in the end, if this

If Lin Yuanqing had murderous intentions, four people would die in an instant. It was precisely because they saw this that they appeared so well-behaved.

"Detective Lin, that painting was indeed put up by us." Hong Chenghao said honestly.

"I know it was you who released it. I asked you to tell me the reason. What nonsense are you talking about? Just go to hell." Lin Yuanqing's tone was obviously a little impatient.

"We found the painting in the secret room of an old house. There was a diary next to the painting. It said that as long as the painting is hung in the abandoned building for seven days, the method to suppress the resurrection of the evil ghost can be obtained."

Hong Chenghao said quickly, not daring to hide anything.

"Bring the diary, and are you not cursed by that painting?" Lin Yuanqing's irritability mostly came from the sense of voyeurism around him. Now that they were fine, he asked a little curiously.

"Curse? What kind of curse? Isn't it just an ordinary painting?" Hong Chenghao was really confused this time. They were indeed not cursed.

Seeing that he might really not know, Lin Yuanqing didn't say much and took the notebook from Hong Chengdang.

Opened, there were many tear marks and many stains, it said on the first page.

September 8, 1999, sunny.

Hahaha, finally know (large stain), I am finally going to get it (large stain).

The tear marks in the middle jump directly to a week later.

September 15, 1999, cloudy

How could it be wrong? How could it be? How (large stain).

tear.

October 20, 1999.

Damn Yang Xiaotian, this legacy from the Ming Dynasty belongs to everyone, why should I give it up (large stain).

tear.

November 1, 1999.

Yang Xiaotian, you bastard, I think you just want to monopolize the method of making this supernatural item. That's a big stain.

November 2, 1999.

Haha, you bastard, you didn’t expect it. I left a back door. As long as I hang this painting upstairs for seven days (large stains)

tear.

This is the last one, no date.

Bastard, Yang Xiaotian, he actually sealed it. Okay, if I can’t get that thing, I will wake up as a ghost. You can’t even think about it. Your wife is pregnant with (large stain)

After reading it, Lin Yuanqing took a deep breath. He didn't expect to find items related to Yang Jian's father here. He was also sure that it was an ancient house from the Republic of China, and it should be a very important place.

The diary ends here. The owner of this diary should have gone to find Yang Xiaotian and was killed. If you like The Black Hand of the Mysterious Resurrection, please bookmark it: (https://www.wuxiayue.com) The Mysterious Resurrection of the Black Hand is the fastest updated on the Internet.
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