"It's Chen Rong who came back." Lu Li corrected a little.

"Hey? But you didn't say..." Yang Chunxue felt that her brain was not enough again.

In order to be concrete, she even used the Yin Qi to imitate the heat and rise above her head.

Looks stupid.

"Their replacement is not simply possession. Do you still remember Wang Mu and Chen Rong we have come into contact with? The souls in their bodies are already Ayong and Lu Wenjian, but they still have all their memories."

"What do you mean... synthesis?" Yang Chunxue exclaimed, and after being glanced lightly by Lu Li, she changed her words: "Well, I mean... memory fusion."

Lu Li nodded: "So to some extent, Chen Rong is still coming back, but there are two extra people in his body. Lu Wenjian and his first body, Liu Xiaoyan."

But there is a crucial question that is still shrouded in the mist.

What does Lee Chad want to do?

He had no relatives and three patients for no reason—at least on the surface. Then he helped them resurrect, and the side effects of the method he used were severe—

Countless consciousnesses are stuffed into a brain, and that negative effect is far more terrifying than schizophrenia.

The brain capacity is limited, and different consciousnesses are opposed to each other and conflict with each other. In a few times, Lu Wenjian, who has replaced them too many times, will lose consciousness and become an unconscious walking zombie.

And what can Li Chad, the culprit of all this, get from it?

Just conducting an experiment that you are interested in? Or why are you planning?

Unconscious…resurrection…resurrection…resurrection.

Lu Li vaguely touched some clues, but it was too vague.

He relisted three key props in his heart: flesh, eyeballs, and tentacles.

"A piece of meat, an eyeball, and a tentacle. What can you think of from these three things?" he asked Yang Chunxue.

"Octopus." Yang Chunxue didn't want to answer. Seeing that Lu Li said nothing, she asked carefully: "Is my answer wrong..."

"You have no problem, the problem lies with me." Lu Li shook his head gently.

This question is meaningless, and it is impossible for the existence that can bring the dead to life to be an ordinary creature.

After thinking in vain, Lu Li called Officer Wen and asked him to pay attention to Li Chad internally. Once he found the relevant information, he immediately notified himself.

"Although I don't understand why you did this, I will pay attention to it." The two of them didn't have a deep relationship, or Lu Li's indifferent temperament would not have much friendship with anyone.

But Lu Li's personality can easily make others trust him.

"But what you asked Chen Rong? My record is that she disappeared again."

"Chen Rong is dead."

"Ah? Oh... I'm dead... Did you suddenly look for her husband because you saw her ghost?"

"As a people's policeman, you should firmly believe in your beliefs." Lu Li reminded.

Officer Wen's mentality changed quickly, and he was talking to ghosts and gods in everything, which was not very good.

"So it's not a supernatural event?"

"yes."

“…”

"But it's more complicated than this. Now, please help me find out where Liu Xiaoyan is. She was the missing person some time ago and was also one of the victims. The death time was about 3 to 4 weeks."

"When will my grand captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment become your informant? And everyone has died, it must have been burned to ashes in the funeral home."

“So check it out.”

"I'll check...I'll check..."

After shouting a few words, I didn't know whether to agree or curse, I heard footsteps and the sound of pushing the door from the police officer.

"Xiao Liu, help me get a file called Liu Xiaoyan, in the file of the Sixth Mental Hospital. What? Have you died for four weeks? Check where her body is now... Okay, I know."

There was a sound of footsteps and the door closed on the phone. When the police officer left the room, the sound rang again: "The Funeral Home in the West of the City has not been cremated yet. The reason seems to be that the family cannot contact me or something, it is not far from you."

"Understood."

Lu Li was about to hang up the phone when he heard the police officer's inquiry.

"By the way, Detective, does that matter in Xihua Community have something to do with you?"

Lu Li was silent for a short time and said calmly: "...what is it."

"Pretty less, the colleagues who came to the police saw your broken car driving past the scene of the murder. Who can't recognize your broken car? With that car, you can lower the living standards of the whole city by yourself."

Officer Wen likes cars, and this is why he talked to Lu Li more than once about how disgusting his car was.

It took about three years to talk about it.

"I just went over to watch the fun." Lu Li's answer was smooth, and he didn't seem to be lying at all.

On the other side, the police officer sneered: "Do you think I will believe it? If you want to do something and don't be recognized, just change your car. Since you drove in the mall that day, a bunch of people have known you. I heard that news about you has been rumored in the circle of modified cars of the rich second generation recently. Will you call you a famous detective Lu Li in the future?"

This is why Marcus said that his fame is well known to everyone?

Lu Li was silent for a few seconds: "I will consider it."

Lu Li was about to hang up the phone when he heard the police officer's inquiry.

"By the way, where is her body when Chen Rong died?"

"The body is lost, I don't know where it is."

"Get lost... Okay, I know, you go and do it. Go away... What kind of magical plot..."

Before hanging up the phone, I heard the officer's murmur coming into the microphone.

Beep-

Put your phone away.

"Where are you going now?" "Funeral Home, look for Liu Xiaoyan's body."

The red tentacles on Chen Rong's body are weird and weird, with an unknown aura, and they are not related to the word "good". Before they are not clear about their use or their purpose, it is the best choice to kill the danger in the cradle.

"Funeral Home... Can I not go?" Yang Chunxue's voice floated quietly from the back seat, and through the rearview mirror, her teeth shivered.

Some things will not change because they become ghosts, such as being afraid of ghosts.

"It's not that I'm afraid... How could I be so brave because of my psychological shadow? I'm afraid of being terrified and scared. It's all a funeral home that is dead haha...ha... I'm going to run out of power!"

Lu Li quietly stared at Yang Chunxue for a few seconds until he looked away in a bad way, nodded, and said a word.

"good."

For authenticity, Yang Chunxue slipped back to the ghost messenger book to prove that she was really out of power.

As she disappeared, Lu Li raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows gently.

He felt a little tired.

In contrast to what most people are familiar with - Lu Li is not good at using his brain.

He prefers to go straight.

Now, on that line, the scavenger's purpose is a mystery, and those words seem to be intentionally angering himself. Liu Wenwei's grave was destroyed premeditatedly, as if there was an invisible existence to prevent Lu Li from approaching the truth.

The line of Li Chad seems clear, but the mastermind behind it is hidden in the black fog, and it is even more difficult to find a person in a city with a population of millions.

The drizzle on the car window was wiped off layer after layer by layer by wiper. In the hazy evening, the headlights on the long street were filled with red.

Lu Li raised his eyes and looked out the window.
Chapter completed!