Chapter 367: Scene

'Team Leader Yan, do you really believe in ghosts?'

'Alas, I didn't used to. Now I kind of do.'

'How come...'

'There were no clues at the scene.'

'What?'

'We and the people from the police station carefully investigated the scene, but found no clues of any value. It's really spooky.'

'No way...'

'It's just so strange. That's why I believe in ghosts.'

'It could have been done by someone very professional.'

'Yes. Someone very professional...'

Yan Guangkun shook his head and sighed.

It seems that this incident has hit him hard.

You said that it's fine to fail to catch the spy Zhang Yong. But you actually have no clue about catching the red-clad female ghost.

This is intolerable.

It's embarrassing, isn't it?

The Chief couldn't hold back either. He went to the scene himself.

Other police stations and military police headquarters have also brought out their best skills.

Those who don't know how to flatter their superiors and are not good at sucking up have also been asked to come back. However, after much research, there is still no clue.

It's very strange...

I know it was done by someone. But I just can't figure out who did it.

And I can't be sure it was just one person. Or maybe several people.

'What about the other team?'

'They are still looking at the scene.'

'So what should I do?'

'The director said not to interfere with your judgment. Do whatever you want.'

'I...'

Zhang Yong was at a loss.

Do whatever I want?

Lie low.

Play dead.

Does that count?

Of course, it's fine to think about it. But I wouldn't dare take any real action.

At this critical juncture, lying low and playing dead would definitely make the director furious. Everyone else would gang up on him too.

He remembered what Li Boqi had told him. Oh, he had better call him back quickly.

To let him know that he had arrived safely.

'Just land safely. Have you called Tang Shengming yet?'

'No, I haven't.'

'Hurry up and do it.'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong didn't dare to be negligent.

After hanging up the phone, he immediately called Tang Shengming.

Tang Shengming was also in Jinling. But it seemed that he was living in the suburbs? Where exactly, he didn't know. As long as he could find him on the phone.

'Hello...'

A sweet voice came from the other end of the line.

Zhang Yong immediately filled his mind with a lot of images. Not suitable for children. Delete automatically.

'Hello, I'm looking for Tang Gongzi.'

'Who are you?'

'I'm from the Secret Service of the Fuxing Society. My name is Zhang Yong.'

'Please hold on. I'll connect you right away.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong was full of envy.

This Tang Gongzi really leads a beautiful life.

Even the person answering the phone next to him must be a pretty girl. Alas. What a winner in life!

There's only envy.

'Hello...' Tang Shengming's voice came from the other end of the line.

'Mr. Tang, it's me, Zhang Yong.' Zhang Yong introduced himself. But in fact, he didn't really know what to say.

It seemed that...

It seemed that...

He didn't need any help.

If Tang Shengming could be of any use, other people would have come to ask for his help a long time ago.

This guy is probably not very good at solving crimes, is he?

'Captain Zhang, you finally decided to give me a call? I thought you were a forgetful person and couldn't remember me!'

'No, no. You are a very important person with a busy schedule. If there is nothing urgent, I wouldn't dare to disturb you!'

'So, you don't come here for nothing?'

'Well, that's true...'

'Tell me. What do you want me to do? If I can do it, I'll do it right away. If I can't, I'll find someone who can.'

'Actually, it's not a big deal. It's about the red-clad female ghost...'

'Red-clad female ghost...'

Tang Shengming said, and suddenly the phone was snatched away from him.

Then came the voice of Tang Shengbao, 'Brother Shao Long, you should arrest that red-clad female ghost. It's so scary. My brother won't even let me go out...'

The voice suddenly stopped.

I guess Tang Shengming grabbed him by the neck and carried him away.

I'm ashamed.

This red-clad female ghost is really ridiculous.

Tang Shengming actually used it as an excuse to trap Tang Shengbao. That said, it's a pretty good excuse.

If a child refuses to go to sleep at night and cries, just say, 'If you don't go to sleep, the red-clad female ghost will come for you.' I guess the effect will definitely be overwhelming. It can cure children's crying.

'Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong have found Yang Hu. Yang Hu has reported you to the government.'

'Huh?'

'Xuan Tiewu came up with the idea.'

'Thanks!'

Zhang Yong was full of gratitude.

The Tang family is the Tang family. They know such a secret.

It turns out that Yang Hu stabbed him in the back. Damn. Sooner or later I'll get rid of this son of a bitch. And Xuan Tiewu. Damn. What have I done to offend him?

'Get to work. Find the woman in red. Good luck is on your side.'

'Me? Good luck?'

'Madam and Commander Qian are both paying attention to you.'

'I understand.'

Zhang Yong suddenly understood.

This Tang Shengming. He speaks directly.

What is the old saying, that misfortune is the foundation of good fortune, and good fortune is the foundation of misfortune.

The other side of misfortune is good fortune.

In any case, he now knows the ins and outs of the matter.

Zhang Xiaolin must have approached Xuan Tiewu, who then gave him some advice. Then Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong were asked to intervene, and Yang Hu was asked to go to the Prime Minister's Office and complain.

Zhang Xiaolin was clever. He hid behind the scenes.

Xuan Tiewu didn't even show his face. He just sent Yang Hu.

But Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong were no pushovers. Zhang Xiaolin had to pay up if he wanted them to speak up for him.

And Yang Hu. He's a ruthless guy who won't spit out the bone even after eating it. Zhang Xiaolin will definitely have to bleed.

Xuan Tiewu definitely won't work for free. He'll want something too.

Haha, with a few people joining forces, the job will be done. But Zhang Xiaolin's losses will definitely not be small.

If Zhang Xiaolin has one billion yuan in assets, this time, at least one or two hundred million yuan will have to go. Do they really think it's that easy to get a word in front of the military commander-in-chief?

Never mind. Just get down to work.

The question is, where do you start?

Where did the Red-clad Female Ghost start causing trouble? I have absolutely no idea!

Forget it, I'd better get some outside help!

The first person who came to mind was Gu Bafeng.

This time, the Military Police Command was being criticized, so Gu Bafeng was probably a bit depressed.

Sure enough, when Zhang Yong called, Gu Bafeng said listlessly, 'Brother Shao Long, I'm in seclusion...'

'Come out!' Zhang Yong said bluntly, 'I've also been summoned back to investigate the Red-clad Female Ghost.'

'What? Great! Great! I'll be right there! I'll be right there!' Gu Bafeng suddenly felt like he had been pumped full of adrenaline. His voice went up an octave.

Zhang Yong hurriedly moved the receiver away.

What's with this guy and the loud voice? It's deafening.

My ears were just buzzing from the plane, and now they're just starting to recover. Here you go again.

'Where are you? I'll come right over.'

'Chicken and Goose Lane.'

'Wait for me. I'll be right there!'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

Over there, Gu Bafeng was flying out the door. He almost fell off the cloud.

Oh dear, this saviour has finally arrived.

Oh dear, the military police headquarters is saved.

At this darkest, most desperate moment, the only thing that can bring vitality is Zhang Yong.

'Zhongyang, are you guys okay?'

Zhang Yong surveyed the guys around him.

The answer was obvious. Not quite. None of them had recovered yet.

There's nothing we can do. We'll have to let them rest for a few hours.

Fortunately, Gu Baofeng is not alone.

The military police are not very strong individually. But there are many of them. They can hold out for a while.

So let them rest. The main event is tonight!

It's only at night that the red-clad female ghost will come out and move around.

Soon, Gu Baofeng arrived.

What a big show. They brought an entire company. There were five big trucks full of them. They were all heavily armed. Light machine guns were mounted on all the trucks.

Zhang Yong: ???

Shit, are we going to catch the female ghost?

It feels like we're going to the underworld. There's nothing like a physical exorcism.

'Hey!'

'Hey!'

Gu Bafeng greets him with great affection.

Zhang Yong waves his hand. He doesn't need this. They're after the female ghost in red, not the Japanese spy. He's not sure himself.

'Let's go to the scene.'

'I've already seen it countless times. There's nothing there.'

'I have to go around the place where the red-clad female ghost is rumoured to haunt!'

'Okay. Let's go to Dengjia Lane. That's where the red-clad female ghost started causing trouble.'

'Dengjia Lane? Where is that?'

'It's not marked on the map. I'll take you there and you'll see.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong got into the car.

The group set off quickly.

After a bumpy ride for more than half an hour, they arrived at the entrance to Dengjia Lane.

It was a very small alley.

There wasn't even a street sign.

Vaguely, Zhang Yong felt that this place seemed a little familiar. It was as if he had seen it somewhere before. But when he tried to recall, he couldn't quite remember.

It was a very vague memory, anyway. It would come back to him without him thinking about it. But when he tried to think about it, he couldn't remember.

'Well, the thieves that were killed are in there.'

'What's the approximate location?'

'One here, one there, over there, over there...'

'Wait!'

Zhang Yong was confused.

How many thieves were killed? More than one?

'What?'

'How many people were killed in total?'

'Thirteen.'

'What?'

Zhang Yong was shocked.

Someone was stirring up trouble. There was a massacre.

How could thirteen people have died in such a small alley? A slaughterhouse? Holy cow!

Who was so cruel as to capture thieves and kill them here?

Did they have some strange fetish or were they performing some kind of ritual? It was all so mysterious...

'Are you sure they were all thieves?'

'Yes. The police department double-checked. They were all petty thieves.'

'Nothing was found?'

'Nothing.'

'The murderer killed so many people and left no traces?'

'Yes. Otherwise, how could it be called a ghost? It's just too strange. The police station dispatched many criminal investigation experts from Department Six to repeatedly investigate, but they couldn't find any valuable clues. Everyone feels that it's extremely evil. Several veteran criminal investigators have been racking their brains.'

'No matter how evil it is, it can't be a ghost!'

'No one believes in ghosts. Everyone knows that it must be done by a human. The problem is that we can't find this person!'

'Are there careful night patrols?'

'Yes.'

'So the female ghost in red is committing these crimes on the loose?'

'That's just it! We don't know!'

'Are there any loopholes in your patrols?'

'If there are, someone will definitely point them out. The problem is, no one has reported any.'

'Are there any missing soldiers?'

'No.'

'Or any other strange things?'

'No.'

Gu Bafeng shook his head.

He simply described the basic situation to Zhang Yong.

All the criminal investigation work that could be done had already been done. It had been done in great depth.

After all, even the military commander-in-chief was aware of it. No one dared to be sloppy. There were also many people who wanted to make a name for themselves. The police department was eager to make a name for itself!

They conducted various investigations.

They made various visits.

Criminal investigations in this era were similar to those in later generations.

In the era before cameras, it was indeed very difficult. Coupled with the fact that many ordinary people could not read, it was difficult to do anything.

It can be said with certainty that if you follow the general thinking, three months is not enough.

If you keep investigating, there will definitely be clues.

It just depends on the length of time. It could be one or two months. It could be one or two years.

As long as it's a crime, there will definitely be clues.

Many cases in later generations have been solved even after ten or twenty years.

This shows that there is no such thing as a perfect crime.

However, the time Zhang Yong was given was three days and three nights. That's 72 hours. A few hours have already passed.

For a moment, Zhang Yong stood at the entrance to Dengjia Lane, at a loss.

Fucking red-clad female ghost.

How the hell am I supposed to investigate?