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He Zhiping's eyes swept over the faces of each of his men.

The latter's eyes were firm, but of course they were also filled with doubts.

Because they all saw that something was wrong with their director's face.

"He Ju, why are you looking at us with such scrutinizing eyes?"

"Yeah, is there something wrong?"

"Shut up," Ho Chi Ping frowned and waved his hand, "Someone is suspecting us now. Each of you should cooperate with me and make things clear."

"Lest someone go out and spread random rumors, damaging the honor of our police station." He said, turning back and looking sideways at Ye Chen.

The policemen's eyes naturally focused on it and began to look up and down at Ye Chen.

A policeman stepped forward and naturally did not speak in a good tone: "What do you suspect us of? Tell me."

Ye Chen was not in a hurry and walked past them one by one: "Are all the police officers handling Crita's case here today?" "Nonsense." He Zhiping twitched the corner of his mouth.

Ye Chen sneered, without beating around the bush, and asked directly: "The matter here is not about Krita, someone among you is cheating."

"He was replaced with a fake corpse. I wonder if the person who did this is willing to come forward himself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire morgue was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The police officers looked at each other with confusion and anger on their faces.

It exploded in the next second.

"Where on earth did you come from, kid? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Who are you to say this body is fake?"

"He Ju, we can't listen to such a guy's nonsense. His so-called suspicion is completely baseless. I don't think it's a waste of time to talk to him."

"As long as we have this time, we might as well go directly to the intersection where the car accident occurred. Reporters will visit and investigate. Maybe we can find witnesses."

Without waiting for Ho Chi Ping to answer.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Why do you have to react so strongly? I'm not saying that all of you are undercover agents, but at least one of you is."

"You fucking fart!" several policemen shouted in unison.

"You said there is an undercover agent among us, do you have any evidence?"

"If you can't produce evidence, it's slander. You're damaging our reputation in front of so many people. I have no problem arresting you!"

The situation suddenly became tense.

Or should I say it was one-sided, a group of police officers surrounded Ye Chen and scolded him non-stop.

Seeing these policemen looking so determined and angry, Zhao Kun and others were all panicked.

Because judging from the posture of these people, Ye Chen's suspicion was definitely wrong.

"Well," Zhao Kun stood up with a dry laugh, "I'll just say it was a misunderstanding."

"Director He, fellow officers, don't take it personally."

"Marven is the party involved in this case. His pregnant wife was kidnapped. He is inevitably anxious and his words are a bit unpleasant."

One police officer was dissatisfied: "Is this just unpleasant to the ear? It's simply a slap in our face."

"Chairman Zhao," He Zhiping said with an unhappy face, "I have already said it just now, it is useless for you to come out and plead for mercy."

Then he raised his hand and pointed at Ye Chen: "Today, either he will explain the matter clearly, or I must take him back."

"I want him to know the consequences of talking nonsense."

"This..." Zhao Kun's face was full of bitterness. He wanted to smooth things over, but he didn't know how to start.

He could only keep winking at Ye Chen, hoping that the latter would quickly apologize.

However, Ye Chen ignored his look and walked directly in front of He Zhiping, raising his hand and putting it on his shoulder.

With a mysterious look on his face, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Director He, my next move might be a little shocking, so you better stand firm."

"Really?" Ho Chi Ping said with disdain.

"You feel free to do it boldly, I want to see what tricks you can use."

Ye Chen walked directly to the pile of corpses without saying a word, and his palm hovered above them.

I saw him taking a deep breath and muttering something.

This scene really stunned everyone, and then He Shiping was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"I say, Old Zhao," he said to Zhao Kun, "I usually know that you Chinese medicine students are weird, but I didn't expect this one to be more serious."

"Isn't he trying to do some magic tricks and use the underworld to investigate the case?"

Zhao Kun didn't know how to answer at all.

But the next second, Ye Chen's whole body moved without wind, and a cyclone appeared out of thin air, passing through his palm and directly surrounding the corpse.

Ho Chi Ping was so shocked by this scene that his mouth opened wide, and the policemen behind him were also filled with astonishment.

In fact, let alone them, even Zhao Kun and a group of veteran Chinese medicine practitioners were stunned.

They still know more or less that there are cultivators in this world.

But this time is the first time I saw it with my own eyes.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Chen suddenly raised his left hand.

I saw the pile of cyclones surrounding the corpse rising up and then falling steadily to the ground.

The next second, the waves dissipated, and the cyclone condensed into a void figure, with his feet off the ground, his whole body transparent, his head lowered, staring straight at everyone.

Many people were frightened and broke into cold sweats, and retreated subconsciously.

"This...what is this?" He Zhiping's lips were trembling a little.

"The soul of this corpse." Ye Chen replied calmly.

This answer made everyone gasp.

Soul? Isn't this nonsense? How come there really is...

Just when everyone was shocked and suspicious, Ye Chen spoke.

"I won't ask about the three souls, I won't check the seven spirits, I just want to ask you, how did you die?"

The spirit in front of him slowly opened his mouth, and as his lips opened and closed, the speaker in the corner of the morgue suddenly made a loud bang.

Then came a vague voice: "I...was...killed."

"How can I kill you?" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, and his two fingers of his left hand were put together, and his fingers were trembling slightly.

Because he relied entirely on his own breath to maintain the state of the soul in front of him.

I saw this soul tilting its head and thinking. After all, he died so tragically and many of his memories were incomplete.

However, at the moment before his death, his obsession was the deepest, and he quickly recovered this part of his memory.

The voice came out of the loudspeaker again: "Krita lied to me, I went to the side of the road, the car hit me..."

The back part is a little blurry.

Ye Chen frowned and asked very quickly: "Tell me clearly, how did Creta lie to you? Who else was present at the time? Why did he hit you to death?"

After a few moments of wandering soul, the voice came again: "Cheat me with money, and there is another one."

Before he finished speaking, a clear sound of loading suddenly came from the crowd.

Click!

He Zhiping suddenly became alert, suddenly pulled out the gun from his waist, and pointed it in the direction of Sheng.

But he was stunned the next second because it turned out to be one of his policemen.

He raised his eyebrows and yelled, "What are you doing? Put down your gun!"

But as his voice sounded, the policeman actually pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

Three shots were fired in a row, and the loud sound echoed throughout the morgue, making everyone's eardrums hurt.

However, the bullet passed through the soul's body and hit the wall behind it.