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Chapter seven hundred and eleventh who is playing tricks

When I looked at him intently, the corpse sneered at me and then fell to the ground.

While I was frowning, Lin Zhao had already ran in: "Those ghosts have been dealt with, the reception is fine, this is..."

"Don't worry about that for now. Go see if Ma Chenglin left any useful information." I asked Lin Zhao to find the information, but I walked back and forth between the two corpses several times.

Some ghost killed Ma Chenglin before I arrived, and deliberately left a trace of consciousness to provoke me?

No! Since ghosts and gods have this ability, they will not leave before I break in.

Ghosts and gods have a strong desire for revenge. As long as they have the ability to retaliate against the other party, they will never leave an overnight grudge. Ghosts and gods are extremely cautious in doing things. If they hide their bodies, they will not leave any clues.

The ghosts and gods who killed Ma Chenglin probably didn't know we were coming.

What's going on with the figure in the eyes of Xiao Chen's corpse?

When I turned to look at Ma Chenglin's body, I heard Lin Zhao say: "All the information here has been destroyed, nothing is left. There are traces of fire in the file cabinet here. The burned things are probably

Ma Chenglin’s design from that time.”

There is a pile of paper dust on the second floor of the filing cabinet, but the information on the upper and lower layers adjacent to the paper dust is intact. This should be the handwriting of that ghost.

I said solemnly: "It seems that the one who left the shadow in the eyes of the dead is Ma Chenglin!"

I told Lin Zhao what happened after I came in: "Looking now, Ma Chenglin should have known that he would end up today, so he made preparations in advance. The shadow in the dead man's eyes was him

Leave us with clues."

Lin Zhaodao: "What's going on with that reception? Didn't she say she wanted us to see her clothes?"

Suddenly an idea flashed in my head: "Where's the reception? Go find her."

Lin Zhao crushed eight ghosts to death with a coffin, but did not injure the receptionist's life. When I left the studio, he was in the corner.

I opened her eyelids and then said to Lin Zhao: "Look inside her eyelids!"

"Tattooed runes!" Lin Zhao said, "Did someone tattoo the runes inside her eyelids?"

"Yes!" I nodded: "In other words, if anyone in Ma Chenglin's company dies, the shadow of that woman may appear in his eyes. That woman is the clue Ma Chenglin left us."

Ma Chenglin should be the descendant of the talisman school among Feng Shui magicians. Only the magicians of that school can play the talismans together to perfection.

I continued: "If I am not mistaken, there should be two ghosts attached to the receptionist in the end, and one of them, which we did not see, spoke for the receptionist."

"I think if you don't talk to me when I'm in red, or if I don't stretch out my hand when I'm in the presence of yellow, there should be some other meaning. Contact Ye Yang and ask them to quickly take down the Feng Shui master named Hu to avoid any further complications."

It was actually too late for me to contact Ye Yang at that time. The time Ye Yang arrived at Feng Shui Street was not much different from the time I arrived at the decoration company.

When Ye Yang and Feng Ruoxing arrived at Feng Shui Street, all the Feng Shui masters in the store greeted them: "Master Ye, Master Feng..."

Dressed in white and snowy, the two extremely elegant people were enough to attract the attention of passers-by. In addition, all the Feng Shui masters and fortune tellers in the street came out to greet the two heads of family, which immediately caused a sensation in the street. Many people took out their

The cell phone secretly records the video.

Feng Ruoxing could still nod to the bosses, but Ye Yang walked straight into a Feng Shui house without taking a second look at any of them: "Close the door, you don't have to do business today."

The owner of Feng Shui Ju frowned slightly: "Master Ye, Hu asked himself that he has never offended Liangjietang. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for Master Ye to come and seal our store like this!"

Ye Yang said: "Tell Lao Hu to come out and speak!"

The boss Hu who spoke to Ye Yang was only about forty years old, which was different from the situation described by the secretary of Jie Sanbao Company. The old man Hu who had done Feng Shui for Longwan Cemetery must be at least seventy years old.

Boss Hu said: "My father is not here."

Ye Yang's eyes turned cold, and Feng Ruoxing took over the words first: "As far as I know, Mr. Hu has been living upstairs in Feng Shui Residence, and occasionally he comes down to give some advice. You said he is not here?"

"Well..." Boss Hu hesitated before saying: "To be honest, my father doesn't see anyone for a few days every month. Today happens to be the day when my father closes the door to thank guests. You two should please come back!"

Ye Yang said solemnly: "What if I have to see him?"

Boss Hu's face also darkened: "Master Ye, although you two realms are number one in the provincial capital, is it too overbearing to do this?"

Ye Yang was about to speak when he heard someone upstairs saying: "Since Mr. Ye wants to see me, how can our Hu family not agree? Mr. Ye please come upstairs."

Boss Hu raised his head and said: "Dad, this matter..."
Chapter completed!
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