Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the Poll Bureau's Unknown Record!Ma Xiaolin wanted to say something, but was taken away by the police officer who was talking to him just now, saying that he was going to the police station to record a statement.Before he left, he called his butler.

His housekeeper is in his fifties and speaks standard Mandarin.When the accident happened just now, he was not in Hong Kong and was handling his property there for Ma Xiaolin in Macau.He hurried back when he heard something happened to the mansion.

However, compared with Ma Xiaolin, his housekeeper has obvious distrust of the three of us.Although there is no disrespect in his words, he can be seen from the subtleties that he is full of guard against the three of us.

Ma Xiaolin also called a lawyer when he left. At this time, the lawyer was negotiating with the police who stayed behind, citing classics to prove that it was wrong, illegal, and intolerable not to let us in.

Although he didn't understand what the buddy was talking about, the object of his negotiation, the policeman who was left behind, was already in a cold sweat, and finally forced him to have no choice, and began to consult the superior.The lawyer has not been idle, he is also calling the police department.

Ten minutes later, a message came from the police station, allowing us to be accompanied by the left-behind police to enter the scene of the crime with restrictions without damaging the exhibits.

"What does it mean to have restricted access to the crime scene without destroying the evidence? It's not to watch third-level movies, there are so many restrictions." Fatty Sun was not very satisfied with this statement.

I patted Fatty Sun on the shoulder and teased him: "That means we can go in, but how do you know the process of watching a third-level movie? Are you so familiar? Dasheng, don't you explain?" Monk Xiao also came over, "Are there any good actors?"

Accompanied by the police, the steward took us to the scene of the incident.Ma Xiaolin's hidden treasure room-the place where the two thieves died.

I don't know how the two thieves got in. Neither the open lock nor the concealed lock in the dark room have been hacked. Professionals are professionals.When I entered the dark room, I saw the shape of two people falling on the floor with chalk on the floor.

This dark room is not small and well designed. There are rows of shelves inside. Ma Xiaolin sorts the antique treasures he has collected on the shelves.Fatty Sun and Monk Xiao both looked red, and if the police and the housekeeper were not watching them, they would have stuffed them into their pockets if they weren't there.

"Three gentlemen, Mr. Ma ordered them when they left. I will try my best to prepare what the three need." The butler said very politely.

I nodded to the butler, "Let's take a look first, and then ask you what you need."

"Spicy." Monk Xiao winked at me.I understood what he meant, and shook my head and said, "I can't see what's wrong, let's take a look."

Under the gaze of the housekeeper, we repeatedly checked in and out of the dark room, but unfortunately we still didn't see anything wrong.We were not seen in the dark room, and the butler took us to Ma Xiaolin's master bedroom.

Turning out of the darkroom is the master bedroom, where he first saw a ghost.After going around here a few times, I didn't see anything wrong.

Monk Xiao lowered his head and looked at the ground in a daze without saying a word.Although the attitude of the butler standing by has not changed, but after a long time, the corner of his mouth slightly cocked, revealing an imperceptible sneer.It seems that he treats the three of us as gods.

I walked back and forth between the dark room and the bedroom several times, looking at the corners and corners with my eyes, not to mention the white shadows Ma Xiaolin saw, and I couldn’t even find the place with a little bit more yin. .

I took a breath and said to Monk Xiao: "Old Xiao, this house is so frightening that you can't even find a ghost. If it weren't for someone who just died here, I wouldn't believe it would be a murderous house."

It seemed that Monk Xiao had thought of something suddenly, and he raised his head and said to the butler: "We have something to discuss, can we let us stay alone?" The butler wittily closed the bedroom door (not within the scope of the crime scene) , The police who stayed behind did not ask much).

"Xiao Lazi," Monk Xiao said to me, "have you not noticed something strange in this house?"

"Lao Xiao, just say if you have something to say, is it interesting for you to sell it now?" Fatty Sun said before I could speak.Fatty Sun is the weakest of the three of us in the ability to discuss the eyes of the sky. In this case, he is basically a display.Listening to Monk Xiao's meaning now, it seems that he has seen some way, but he still refuses to finish it all at once, so Fatty Sun becomes a little anxious.

Venerable Xiao ignored Fat Sun, and he said to me, "Do you think this house is too clean? You can say it is too clean?"

I suddenly reacted, "Lao Xiao, I understand what you mean. No matter what kind of house, what kind of feng shui layout, there should be more or less yin and broken positions. But this house is connected I can't feel a trace of yin. Do you mean that?"

Monk Xiao nodded, "Almost. And people just died here. Normally, there will be a gathering of yin and evil spirits. But now, it feels like a temple dedicated to the Great Sun Tathagata in Tantric Buddhism. Everywhere. It's all sunlight, without a trace of dark shadow."

I thought for a while, here is really the same as Monk Xiao said, "Old Xiao, what should I do now?"

After being silent for a while, Monk Xiao said in a slightly embarrassing manner: "I don't know."

"Lao Xiao, it's not that I said, next time there is something you don't know about, just think about it, don't leave the button, you still can't tie it." Fatty Sun said with a smile.

Monk Xiao snorted and ignored him.I sighed and made a round of rounds, "Old Xiao, what should I do now? Ma Xiaolin has to do something before he comes back? He paid a deposit."