The Exorcist Chapter 12: The man who built the house

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Wan Li came to City A with the results of the investigation into Boheng Company.

"It is written very clearly, including the company's status when it was just a small workshop, its development path, current assets, main businesses and competitors, listing status, and the eighteenth generation of ancestors of all prominent people in the company, Xiao Mi Several of them, including jade photos, are all on this disc."

Wan Li casually took off his coat and saw Xiao Xia sitting on the side looking at him with a smile.

"What? It seems that you are very happy to see me, so my fatigue is much better!"

"Of course, I will miss you even if I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Ah, you are indeed more conscientious than that bastard." Wan Li muttered to Ruan Zhannu, who was concentrating on reading the information disk on the computer, "He knows how to use me. I am a graduate of a prestigious university. A psychiatrist, who is also a visiting professor, actually acts as a spy for him."

"It's a private detective."

"Private detectives are not allowed in China. Although I am doing the work of a private detective, China only has detectives and land agents. Which one do you think I am?"

Xiaoxia laughed out loud with a "click", looking at Wanli's standard yuppie clothes and face, she was completely speechless.

Inquiry? Land security? Good thing he figured it out! How does he look like that! But when she saw him, she felt relaxed and happy, which was different from being with Ruan Zhan. When she was alone with Ruan Zhan, her heart would beat irregularly, but she would feel particularly safe and at ease, and she would also have a little **** for him.

"Is there any clue?" Wan Li asked as he watched Ruan Zhanda browse through the documents and sat there in silence.

"No."

"Not at all?"

"Not at all!"

"So my labor these days has been in vain?"

"That's not to say, your investigation has at least ruled out one possibility."

"The elimination method?" Wan Li raised his voice, "I'm as tired as a dog and a thief like a mouse, and it's just your elimination method?!"

"A very important elimination method." Ruan Zhan said angrily.

"It's very important, isn't it!" Wan Li stood up, "Xiaoxia, don't stop me, I'm going to give this **** a beating to eliminate the reason that he is not a good person at all." He rolled up his sleeves.

"Don't you want to try the body-fixing technique?" Ruan Zhan glanced at Wan Li with a smile but not a smile. Wan Li blinked and made no next move.

At this time, Xiaoxia quickly brought him a cup of tea, "It's better to use your smart brain and help us analyze the strange things these days. We have got into a corner and can't think of any other way out. Ruan Zhan, You tell me."

Ruan Zhan nodded and told the whole story in detail, as well as his own investigation and analysis.

He felt that he was currently standing in a blind spot. He always felt that he had neglected something, but he couldn't catch it for the moment. He was very sure that it was Yang Muyou who was causing trouble behind his back, but this was just like Yang Muyou's line, he had to solve it, and finding Yang Muyou was not a good idea. As for Yang Muyou, he doesn't want to alert the enemy for the time being. He has a long-term plan brewing.

Letting Wan Li investigate Boheng Company was just a move to confuse Yang Muyou and make him think that they were solving the puzzle through normal channels. In fact, he knew that with Yang Muyou's cunning and cautious personality, he would not come forward directly. The reason why Boheng Company intervened must have been requested or designed by other people related to it.

So Yang Muyou’s current identity must be related to Boheng Company, and his background is not small. In this way, he can easily target a few "upper-class" people, but he cannot blatantly test them personally. I believe Yang Muyou also knows this, so he will never meet with him. Of course, he cannot force his way into a few high-ranking people. The home of a rich man.

The problems that are troubling him now are this house, this ghost of unknown origin, and the Japanese!

After hearing what he said, Wan Li asked without thinking, "You checked everything and confirmed that this ghost is related to this house, and that the Japanese came here for this ghost, but there are no clues, right?"

"I always feel like something is missing."

"Because you are stupid!" Wan Li took the opportunity to attack Ruan Zhan, "The problem is obvious. Since all people and things are normal, why not check the person who built this house! I mainly Talk about craftsmen!"

Ruan Zhan was stunned for a moment.

Yes! Why didn't you think of the people who built the house?

Since nothing has happened to the house since it was built, and even the land is pure land, only the craftsmen who built the house can touch the foundation of the house and change the aura of the house. Although there is nothing on the surface of this house, it still cannot explain why the evil ghost suddenly appeared, but maybe you will find something if you check the craftsmen back then!

"Yes, I didn't expect this." Ruan Zhan admitted honestly.

"For the sake of my old friend, I'll teach you to be a good boy. You're called a blind man." Wan Li stretched out his legs comfortably, "Have you seen Xiaoxia? There are really three levels of quality in men."

"What a word that wakes up the dreamer!" Xiao Xia praised, but before Wan Li could feel complacent, another basin of cold water was poured on him, "But can any smart person tell me what the craftsman who built the house is going to do? Look it up, maybe there is a historical record for this!"

"This - is a problem." Wan Li's smile fell, "But this is the only clue."

The three of them were silent for a while.

For a while, Xiaoxia suddenly remembered what Sister Wang had said to her, "I heard that this house was built together. The employer paid for it, and a Chinese who returned from studying abroad did the general design, and then it was built. . I also heard that in those days, in order to make the house strong and solid, even the cement was mixed with glutinous rice juice. I think this must have been a big project back then, and maybe it was very sensational."

"That's true. You can check the old news here, or ask the old people who are still alive if they remember this incident." Wan Li said, "Azhan, what have you found out?"

Ruan Zhan frowned habitually and thought about it for a moment, "This was originally a wasteland, a place where unattended small traders did business. It was similar to the current farmers' market. Even the gangs in the old society did not I came here to scrape oil. But later, a Zhejiang man saw that this was a geomantic treasure land with business prospects, so he bought this land at a very low price, and then built many entertainment venues, attracting a large number of people. He also managed the small traders, collected rents, and slowly developed into the prosperous area it is today. But at that time, he set aside such a place in the southeast upwind of the land as a way to attract dignitaries and foreigners. Use. Those who built houses here in those days bought the land with very low money, which was equivalent to giving it away."

"Perhaps we can find clues from him." Wan Li's mind was quick and he immediately followed up, "You think, if he came here as a southerner and made such a fortune, of course some people would be jealous of him, so he left this land It was used to appease all parties. I think land at that time was equivalent to giving away, and this house may be the same. Where is he from?"

"His surname is Li, from Zhejiang."

"Southerners are really smart in their thinking." Wan Li praised.

"You mean, since he gave away the house and the land, he most likely hired people to build all kinds of bungalows!" Xiaoxia also thought about it, "The Chinese designers who returned from studying abroad at that time were not Many, I see that the remaining ruins of entertainment venues from those years are also in Western style. Maybe they were designed by one person."

"This is very important." Ruan Zhan nodded, feeling a little cheerful, "But although the designer has contacted the house, he will not build it himself. Of course, there are various possibilities, but at present, it is most likely to be related to this Ghosts are related to people who build the house themselves, that is, craftsmen. Now that we understand who wants to build a house and who designs the house, we may be able to infer who built the house." He walked back and forth at the window, "Generally speaking, Of course, at that time, such a high-end house would not be built by random people, nor would it be possible to find stragglers-"

"Of course we won't look for the water cats squatting on the roadside." Wan Li interjected, "I will always look for organized people, or my own people."

"That's a good point. Let's first ask if there was an organization similar to a large construction team near City A, and then find out where the designer is from. Anyway, Rich Man Li will not transfer people from Zhejiang Right." Ruan Zhan said, "It is said that the Qinghong Gang was prevalent in City A back then. Many people at the bottom of society had to join the Qinggang or depend on it in order to survive. So I guess they would control a certain organization, probably under the Qinggang. The lower-class workers built this house with their own hands."

"It makes sense." Wan Li nodded, feeling that the dawn was right in front of him.

"I heard that the designer is from City A, and he is also a nominal disciple of the Qinggang." Xiao Xia's mind flashed about what she had learned from the talkative Sister Wang.

"Okay, Xiaoxia, you will find out this too."

"No, I heard what Sister Wang said." Xiaoxia patted Wanli's shoulder, "She is from the countryside of this city. She loves to talk and listen to others, so she knows a lot of things. Because the designer was from the same hometown as her, and she was a wealthy and influential person in her hometown, so she was very proud. When I came here on the first day, she told me everything."

"Who is Sister Wang?" Wan Li asked again.

"A survivor of a haunted incident." Ruan Zhan answered while putting on his coat, "I'm going to check now."

"What are you looking for?"

"Qinggang, designer, Sister Wang." Ruan Zhan was concise.

"I'll go too." Xiao Xia subconsciously grabbed Ruan Zhan's sleeve.

Ruan Zhan stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Xia's hand, only to feel it was cold, knowing that the situation that was close to the truth made her nervous. For a moment, he was reluctant to let her go, but he finally took her hand and said, "I'll go by myself first. I'll need you at the critical moment."

Xiao Xia said nothing and watched him walk out the door. Wan Li on the side felt keenly that something was changing between the two people.

Is he going to get involved? The thought startled him.

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In a luxurious office, a middle-aged man was talking on the phone.

International long distance!

"I'm looking for Mr. Matsui Iwane." He said in Japanese.

When an old but majestic voice sounded on the other end of the phone, he laughed.

This is the person he is looking for. His voice is so familiar, and you can tell that his personality has not changed.

"Which one?" the old man on the other end of the phone asked arrogantly.

"It's me." He suddenly switched to Chinese. He believed that his voice would not be forgotten by Iwane Matsui.

Sure enough, Matsui Iwane paused and clearly recognized who he was, but still asked in the same tone, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I'm here to apologize." The middle-aged man said slowly, without smiling, but with a smile, "I failed to protect your apprentice, and I lost your trust."

"What?"

"He is dead."

"Oh." Matsui Iwane was as calm as if he heard it would rain, "How did you die?"

"He was beaten to death by a Chinese mage named Ruan Zhan. He died miserably, and his physical skills and spells were completely defeated."

"Thank you for telling me the bad news." The voice was still calm, but the middle-aged man understood the meaning, just like a dog feeling when his bones were robbed.

"Also," he continued, "Xianji originally accepted an earth-bound spirit that had never been seen in a century as a shikigami, but he failed in the battle and had his soul eaten."

"That's it?"

"That's it!"

"Thank you." Without saying goodbye, the call was disconnected.

The middle-aged man also put down the phone and laughed.

"Will he take the bait? I think he treats his apprentice like that!" A girl with one arm and one eye said in his arms.

"But he would feel offended by killing his apprentice, and he wants a baby. That's a very good shikigami!" The middle-aged man was confident.

It was the 'tycoon' Zhang Qun and his 'daughter' Zhang Xue who were speaking.