The master of metaphysics refreshes the daily life of Novice Village

Kong Qianyu chuckled: "For the country and the people, solving long-standing cases is a good thing. Why don't you believe it?"

It wasn't that he didn't believe it, Ruan Zhifang scratched his head. He had known many Xuanmen masters in the past, many of whom had high self-esteem, and none of them took the initiative to help but asked for nothing.

After all, people have to make money to live, so they can’t always use love to generate electricity, right?

So he said cautiously: "We have limited funds and may not be able to pay too high a fee. I don't know about you, Master Kong."

"It's vulgar to talk about money." If Kong Qianyu wants to make money, it's not easy. She can just find a few wealthy families to show her skills and build her reputation. She can get as much money as she wants. But she is quite lazy to earn such money.

Every wealthy family looked beautiful on the outside, but was filthy on the inside. She was afraid that seeing too much would blind her.

Now, she has found her senior brother and the soul-suppressing tree. She only needs one thing to leave this world, and that is merit.

Solving crimes and rescuing people is good, but the merits don't need to be too much. She chose the former between cooperating with the police or finding some wrongdoers. After all, compared with chasing the wrongdoer everywhere, the former saves time and effort.

She requires too much merit and it’s difficult to handle.

After picking up the key and preparing to go out, Xuan Qing said coldly from the stone table next to her: "What do you want to do?"

She just made a phone call in the room without trying to avoid anyone. Her voice was not quiet, and Xuan Qing could hear everything without eavesdropping. Naturally, her face didn't look good.

He actually wanted to collect the merit immediately and didn't even want to wait for one more day.

Are you so intolerant of him?

Kong Qianyu smiled: "Our chat was interrupted by that little fox. What I meant was that we should first accumulate enough merit and then think about the future."

Xuan Qing said no more, only stared at Kong Qianyu with a heavy gaze. Kong Qianyu shrugged and left.

That afternoon, Kong Qianyu drove to the Interpol Team and saw Ruan Zhifang at the door with his neck stretched out like a goose.

"Master Kong, please come in!" Team Leader Ruan, who had already asked for instructions from his superiors, had a chrysanthemum smile on his old face. He just wanted to keep a low profile and not tell anyone what the foreign aid he invited was for. The leader only wanted the crime detection rate and other things with a wave of his hand. Delegate power!

People have been arranged to sort out the backlog of files in the archives room.

Good guy~

As soon as he entered the office, Kong Qianyu was overwhelmed by the mixed smell of dust and smoke that filled the room. With a strong wave of his hand, the three windows suddenly opened, and the stale air in the room rushed out.

Ruan Zhifang glared at the subordinate next to him who was still smoking a cigarette: "Quickly put out the cigarette!" If you dare to offend the master, let's see how he deals with these bastards!

Ma Guofu, who was originally indifferent to metaphysics and thought Ruan Zhifang was confused, glanced at the open windows and silently put out his cigarette. Qian Shaoyang, who was newly assigned to the internship, followed suit.

Only Gao Changzheng, the eldest, current deputy team leader, who should have been promoted to the second team leader, but was blocked by Ruan Zhifang's airdrop and blocked his promotion path, seemed not to have heard. Shi Shiran took another puff of cigarette and flicked the ashes. Somewhat disdainfully: "Which law stipulates that you cannot smoke in the office?"

He glanced at Kong Qianyu. He was beautiful, delicate, and young. He was only in his early twenties at most. What real ability could he have?

Is it really like playing house when the police solve crimes? Can you catch the murderer just by looking at the files and doing some calculations?

If it were so simple, what else would they do?

However, he didn't stop Ruan Zhifang from tossing. If Kong Qianyu couldn't help, the team leader would just slap him in the face, so that he would still have a chance.

As the only female police officer in the second team, Miao Li brought a few cups of tea and smoothed things over: "Brother Zheng, I have a set of files that are in a mess. Can you come with me to sort them out?"

There was a hint of pleading in Miao Li's eyes. Gao Changzheng was willing to give her face, and then he lifted his legs and left. Kong Qianyu was a little funny. Sure enough, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the criminal police team inevitably has its own small calculations, and personnel conflicts are similar to those of some companies.

She doesn't want to deal with the disputes between these people. She is here to help, not to be annoyed. If someone really messes with her because of her lack of foresight, then don't blame her for not giving anyone face.

She sat calmly at the desk set aside for her, randomly picked out a file from the tall file, opened it and read it.

This is a genuine unsolved case that can no longer be unsolved. The date of the crime was already nearly fifty years ago.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival night of 1974, eight members of a family were murdered.

Everyone in the Jiang family, whether they were two couples in their prime, an eighty-year-old man and an eight-month-old baby, plus two teenagers, were all murdered without exception.

The murderer was frantic when committing the crime. The whole family was hacked to death with knives. The doors and windows inside the house were closed and the door outside was locked. It was not until more than ten days later that the stench was overwhelming and the neighbors discovered it.

The weather was still a bit warm at that time, and the bodies were in a confined space. When they were discovered, they were highly decomposed, and even their appearance could not be identified.

Such a major case naturally alarmed the province. Various criminal investigation and forensic experts were dispatched, but no clues were found. After a year, the case was finally closed.

Due to the backwardness of the means of solving crimes back then, there was nothing like DNA, surveillance, etc. It all relied on visits and investigations by the police.

At that time, there was not much population movement. Everyone in the village and town where the crime took place, from the age of fifteen to above, regardless of gender, had been severely touched. Many people were caught for petty theft, but no one was arrested. Man, suspected of committing murder.

Since then, the physical evidence of the Jiang family's murder case has been dug out and re-examined with almost any improvement in criminal investigation methods. To date, their closest clue comes from the one where DNA identification technology has just been introduced. Year.

They found a bloody towel from the physical evidence. The blood stains on it were identified as having no blood relationship with other deceased people and were probably from the murderer.

However, the subsequent touch rows cannot be verified because they are so old.

Kong Qianyu read the file carefully, then took out pictures of the scene and compared them over and over. Finally, she raised her head: "The murderer of this case is in this city."

Ruan Zhifang's eyes shone: "Master, can you figure out his specific address?"

Kong Qianyu shook his head: "I can tell you his name."

If you have a name, it will be easier to find. Ruan Zhifang only heard Kong Qianyu's red lips slightly open and say a name: "Jiang Hao."

Ruan Zhifang's face stiffened.

This name sounded familiar to him. He stretched his head to look at the file. In the column of victims, the fifth one was clearly Jiang Hao.

"Is it someone with the same name as the victim?" Why didn't he remember that in the investigation records of this case, there were people with the same name in the investigation of nearby towns and villages?

Kong Qianyu shook his head again: "No, it's Jiang Hao, the eldest grandson of the Jiang family. He is the murderer, not the victim."

How can it be? There were eight members of the Jiang family and eight corpses. The police who handled the case would never get it wrong!