Chapter 88:

Chapter 88:

The police noticed the seriousness of the matter, and Director Zheng came in person, and Mu Duo and Zhang Chong also arrived later.

Winter Solstice is now the person in charge of the Special Administration Bureau Lucheng. Although there is a word "temporary" in front of the title, but even so, he can also make decisions on all matters under the jurisdiction of the Special Administrative Bureau in Lucheng. , decided to cooperate in this case.

The site was blocked, including the blood group born from Han Qi's abortion. Due to the unconventional aspects involved, the Special Administration Bureau brought it back for investigation.

On the other hand, the unrelated personnel should take the statement first. Of course, the focus is on Han Qi, because everything is inseparable from her, but she is now seriously injured and in a coma, and has gone to the hospital for rescue. Dangerous time. The rest of the crew, including Han Qi's assistant, are all key figures who may understand the case. All of them have to be questioned, and Muduo Zhang Chong, the police and others will jointly investigate.

Chen Guoliang was also taken away by the police for ideological education.

Zhang Wei, Luo Nanfang, Boss Zhao, Hui Yiguang and others were personally questioned by Dongzhi and Liu Qingbo.

The Lucheng office was so dilapidated that they were embarrassed to bring people there during the winter solstice, so as not to damage the country's image. Fortunately, Director Zheng was considerate and lent them a meeting room with bright windows.

Boss Zhao has a lot of money, and immediately opened a room for them all at the Winter Solstice, and asked his subordinates to buy a few sets of new clothes according to each person's size, so that everyone can wash off the blood on their bodies.

After two hours, everyone finally washed up and gathered in the conference room.

Boss Zhao was impatient, and after holding back his curiosity for a long time, he finally couldn't hold back: "Master, what the **** is going on here!"

Winter Solstice asked, "Has Han Qi been pregnant once before?"

Boss Zhao shook his head blankly.

Huiyiguang thought for a moment and said, "Three years ago, I seem to have heard such rumors, and I also heard that this child seems to be Zhong Huan's."

Zhong Huan is also a well-known male artist, not as famous as Han Qi, but he is on the rise, his popularity is very high, and the male star has a long shelf life. It is conceivable that if there is no accident, he will be in the circle for a long time in the future.

Hearing the name, Boss Zhao made a long tone of gossip. Seeing Liu Qingbo handing him a blank eye, he quickly covered his mouth with his hands, indicating that he was not making trouble.

Huiyiguang said: "But you also know that there are a lot of rumors in the circle, some of which are based on rumors, mixed with truth and falsehood, so many people don't take it seriously, but her assistant or manager should know better."

The winter solstice nodded: "We will confirm this matter, I invited you here, mainly to ask you one thing, do you still remember that before the black qi was eliminated by us, I said something ?"

Zhang Wei took a moment and said, "There is such a thing, I thought it was my hallucination! It seems to say... that I will let you—"

"It will let you taste the wrath of destroying your clones!" Despite Luo Nanfang's age, she has a good memory.

Zhang Wei: "Yes, yes, this is the sentence, but there is a string of notes in front of it. It's too long, and I can't remember it!"

Winter Solstice said: "I hope you can recall the transliteration of the string of notes as much as possible, even if you only remember one or two characters."

He and Liu Qingbo had a very good memory, but at that time, the notes were very long, not Chinese or English, and even the winter solstice was not sure that he could remember them all clearly, so he invited everyone present over. Memories together.

The crowd began to rack their brains, trying to recall a syllable or two they had heard.

There was an echo from Mu Duo's side.

Han Qi was still in the operating room for rescue. The amount of bleeding was so heavy that he was discovered after another night. Whether he could survive or not is unknown. Han Qi's assistant fell to the ground last time. , One of the eyeballs was almost blinded by glass. After the operation, she is currently recuperating in the hospital. She is sane and can be questioned.

After asking, Mu Duo really found that Assistant Han Qi knew something.

Three years ago, Han Qi really had an underground relationship with Zhong Huan. Later, the two broke up and Han Qi aborted the child. During that time, she was in a bad mood and was always suspicious, feeling that the child was haunting her. Assistant Because of this, there were many attacks, and Han Qi's career fell into a low point until she met a master named Song En in Thailand through a friend's introduction.

At that time, only Han Qi and her friends were there, and the assistant did not follow. It was not clear what they said when they met with the master. All they knew was that after returning, Han Qi was in a much better mood. Not as harsh and irritable as before. After returning to China, Han Qi's career got better again, and he went higher step by step than before, and even got to know Mr. Hong.

"Wait, you said Mr. Hong?" Mu Duo couldn't help interrupting her when she heard this.

The assistant nodded: "Hong Rui, the boss of Renhe International."

This person is well-known, has invested a lot in real estate in the entertainment industry, and his industrial wealth has attracted attention, and Mu Duo has naturally heard of it.

"How did this Mr. Hong meet Han Qi?"

The assistant said: "I met at a dinner party through a friend's introduction. Oh yes, that friend also brought Sister Han to Thailand. Her name is Dong Qiaolan, and she is Sister Han's former agent. I heard that the two have a good personal relationship, and they still have a problem after the termination of the contract. There has always been contact."

"What happened later?" Mu Duo subconsciously felt that everything was inseparable from Dong Qiaolan and even Hong Rui.

Assistant: "Later Sister Han told me privately that Master Song En is really smart, what she said fulfilled, even she would walk with Mr. Hong, and her pregnancy was predicted in advance, thanks to the blessing of Master's Dharma protection, Her career will be smooth sailing."

Mu Duo: "So, she is pregnant for the second time, and the child is Mr. Hong's?"

The assistant nodded: "But sister Han has become suspicious again recently, saying that the dead child came back to find her, and that the master couldn't control the child, she was very scared, and we almost made trouble on the plane to Lucheng. things are coming."

Mu Duo: "Does Mr. Hong plan to marry Han Qi?"

Assistant: "I don't know this very well, but I see that Sister Han is in a bad mood. Maybe something went wrong with Mr. Hong... I remember it! She also said that, the master said that she The child she is carrying now is a blessed child, and it will bring her great wealth and good fortune, so the child in the past was unwilling and wanted to come back to harm her mother and child."

Speaking of this, there was a hint of fear on her face: "I think Sister Han may have gone crazy."

Seeing that Mu Duo couldn't ask more, she asked the police to help find Dong Qiaolan and Hong Rui, and reported the information provided by the assistant to the Winter Solstice.

At the moment of the winter solstice, he put down the phone and said to Boss Zhao, who was sitting first on his right, "Do you remember?"

Boss Zhao nodded: "It seems to be called... Swirling Maha or something!"

Winter Solstice frowned: "Can you be sure?"

Boss Zhao said aggrieved: "That syllable is too long, ups and downs, and weird. I was scared to death at the time, I really can't remember it."

Liu Qingbo: "What I heard here is Saha Vimalakirti, but the dance was too fast behind and I couldn't hear it clearly."

Zhang Wei and Luo Nanfang also recalled the notes they heard, and the Winter Solstice recorded what everyone said one by one.

In the end, it was Huiyiguang. She said, "I'm the opposite of you. I didn't remember the previous ones, but the last two notes seem to be Bati."

"Bhasa/Saha, Vimalakirti/Maha, Bhakti." The Winter Solstice used a pen to point out his own handwriting.

Liu Qingbo asked, "Then what did you hear?"

The winter solstice said hesitantly: "I heard it, it seems to be polo...ty, the middle is too fast, and I forgot."

Boss Zhao said: "It's not like English, could it be French or something?"

Liu Qingbo shook his head: "I'm sure it's not French, German, or Spanish."

Winter Solstice said: "Well, everyone, read exactly what you heard, I'll record it for you, and then go back and ask the linguist, it doesn't matter if you don't remember well, but you must pronounce it clearly."

Boss Zhao suddenly raised his hand and said, "Master, I know a linguist, but in Beijing, if it's convenient for you, I'll contact you right now, can we do a remote video?"

Since the battle at the hotel, Boss Zhao has also seen that among these people, who is the arrogant, and who is the real one, like Liu Qingbo of the Winter Solstice, who took action to destroy such a ferocious evil, even the police He is polite to them, and his background is not too big. Zhengchou has no chance to make friends. It is estimated that even if he wants the stars in the sky at the winter solstice, he will rush to buy a rocket and go up to pick them.

Liu Qingbo said: "We want real linguistics experts, not some knockoffs!"

Boss Zhao accompanied him with a smile: "Of course!"

The experts he mentioned were acquainted with the last time he attended a cultural lecture. Originally, a businessman like Boss Zhao, although he was involved in the entertainment industry, still has a big gap with the real cultural world. Coincidentally, that lecture happened to be sponsored by him. As the sponsor, Boss Zhao accompanied the scholars for a meal and had a painful dialogue between chickens and ducks. In the end, he got a few that he might never have. dialed number.

However, life is such a wonderful thing. These phone calls came in handy today. Boss Zhao called and said three times and two times. Of course, he was still very smart. However, it was difficult to identify what language the other party spoke. I wanted to ask a few experts and scholars for help. The scholars agreed with him on the face of sponsoring the lecture before, so there was a remote video conference immediately.

During the winter solstice, several people took turns saying the notes they heard, and the four experts at the other end of the video bowed their heads and thought for a while, and gave their opinions respectively.

Three of them thought the language they spoke was Sanskrit, and only one thought it might be Ancient Hebrew.

Among the three who thought it was Sanskrit, an old expert specializing in Sanskrit turned up the volume of the video with the help of his assistant, and said to them at the Winter Solstice: "What you just said was not a sentence, it was probably just a word."

The Winter Solstice and Liu Qingbo actually had some guesses in their hearts, but guesses are one thing and still need to be confirmed by authority. The words of the old experts undoubtedly further verified their guesses.

The old expert said: "If I guessed correctly, the correct pronunciation should be Pa^pi^yas."

He read every word, very slowly.

Boss Zhao shouted first: "That's right, that's how I read it, I remember it!"

The old expert: "This is a **** in ancient India. Transliterated, it is Brahavi Mahavati."

Liu Qingbo pouted: "It's definitely not a good god, is it?"

The old expert said slowly: "This god, the Chinese translation is Bo Xun, also known as Bo Bei Ye. According to legend, he is the Demon King of the Six Desires. It is said in the Buddhist scriptures that he likes to obstruct the Buddha's cultivation, and his heart is always full of violent desires and evil thoughts. Destroying the human world is a pleasure. Therefore, it is also known as the devil."

Winter Solstice and Liu Qingbo looked at each other by coincidence, and both saw undisguised shock from the other's expressions.

At this moment, the mobile phone rang, and the winter solstice was pressed to connect.

"Muduo."

"Bad news." Mu Duo's tone was a little out of breath, and it was estimated that he had traveled a lot.

"You said." Winter Solstice said.

His composure seemed to have infected Mu Duo, and the other party took a breath and calmed down a little.

"Hong Rui and Dong Qiaolan are gone. The entry and exit records show that they took the same flight to Thailand three days ago, and they disappeared after that!"

...

The Thailand-Myanmar border is densely populated by jungles.

There is a vast tropical jungle here, with diverse biodiversity, changeable climate, and steep terrain. Even the most experienced backpackers do not dare to set foot here easily, because entering this area means that it is easy to get lost and get sick, or Buried under the claws of beasts, but the most dangerous thing is the complex and intertwined forces here. The sale of human lives, drug cultivation, illegal armed organizations, and unimaginable dangers and chaos in the peaceful world are staged here every day, and the local people will never take a step.

Unknown flying insects swept through the dense and thick forest leaves, flew low along the dirt road ahead, and buzzed over the heads of the three people below.

In front was the dark-skinned guide, and in the back were two well-dressed middle-aged men and women who were out of place here. The men were tall and thin, while the women were short and stout, but the two of them had walked a long way. Like a block, every step he takes is heavy.

If Han Qi or her assistant were here, it would be a big surprise.

Because these two people have a close relationship with Han Qi.

"Dong, have you brought water? Give me a drink." Hong Rui swallowed, feeling a burning pain in his throat.

Sweat was constantly flowing from under the hat, and the scorching sun seemed to dry up every drop of their sweat before giving up.

Dong Qiaolan took out a bottle of mineral water from her satchel, unscrewed the mouth of the bottle, raised her head to drink the little remaining water, and shook the empty bottle, indicating that there was no more water.

"Aren't you going to leave me a mouthful!" Hong Rui said angrily.

If he was still in the city, let alone a bottle of water, he wouldn't even pay attention to ten boxes of water.

"I'm going to die of thirst if I don't drink water!" Dong Qiaolan was overweight and was most afraid of walking long distances. Who would have guessed that they got off the bus in an unknown small village and walked for almost two hours before reaching their destination. , She has almost reached the limit of her physical strength, and her breathing is even worse than Hong Rui.

"I have water here!"

The guide heard them, turned his head, and handed over his jug.

Hong Rui looked at the stains on the kettle with disgust, but in the end he couldn't resist his thirst, so he raised his head and took a big mouthful.

"What did you put in the water?" he asked the guide.

The guide explained in broken English that there was an herbal medicine in it, which quenched thirst and relieved the heat, and also prevented mosquitoes.

Hong Rui felt that the water was sweet and delicious, so he asked him to turn around and give him some herbs, and the guide happily agreed.

"Is that the master's stockade there?" Dong Qiaolan suddenly shouted.

"Yes, it's almost there!"

The guide's words made them all happy, and the two temporarily put down their fatigue, quickened their pace, followed behind the guide, and quickly entered the stockade.

Hong Rui quenched his thirst, and found that after they entered the stockade, the disturbing flying insects seemed to disappear.

Counting this time, he has only been to this stockade twice, and he still feels unfamiliar, and there is a faint sense of fear.

Dong Qiaolan should have come more often than him, but I don't know if it was Hong Rui's illusion. He felt that Dong Qiaolan's footsteps seemed to have slowed down, and the expression on his face was more cautious.

Hong Rui is in the shopping mall, and he has met countless people. It stands to reason that he should have cultivated the self-cultivation kung fu of Taishan falling before the front, but he has an extraordinary fear of this place. This feeling is purely It stems from the weakness and helplessness of human beings in the face of the powerful abilities of mysterious and unknown fields.

Every time he was with the master, Hong Rui would taste this kind of helplessness and timidity. Of course, this is also what he is willing to do, because Master Song En is indeed very powerful and can bring Hong Rui anything he wants.

Stepping into the stockade, they smelled a strange fragrance.

If there seems to be nothing, it permeates everywhere. It is not sandalwood, but it is stronger than sandalwood, making people feel happy and light from body and mind.

There are several stockades, scattered in front and back. The middle one is the largest. Around the building complex, men and women in square skirts can be seen everywhere. They turn a blind eye to the three of Hong Rui and go about their own business. A maid sat kneeling outside the stockade, motioning the three of them to take off their shoes and go upstairs.

Hong Rui followed Dong Qiaolan and went upstairs with the guide. He was a little nervous and wanted to find some reassuring clues from Dong Qiaolan's expression, but the other party kept his head down and did not give him this chance.

The guide opened the bead curtain and entered the main room, Hong Rui followed behind, and the light suddenly dimmed.

There are two people in the hall.

One sat cross-legged in the middle, and the other knelt behind him.

The guide knelt down first, his body was thrown to the ground, his forehead was firmly on the ground, and his body movements all revealed the ultimate respect and piety.

Both Hong Rui and Dong Qiaolan knew him, and they hurriedly saluted respectfully: "Meet Master Song En."

Song En's English is far more fluent than Dong Qiaolan's bump and bump, and his voice is also very low, with a hint of indescribable grace.

He held the incense in his hand and looked at the two uninvited guests with no surprise on his face.

"It's not yet the appointed time."

It was cool and even a little cold inside, but Dong Qiaolan sweated more than she did outside.

She kowtowed first, and then said, "Yes, that's it, everything went well with Han Qi, so we came here to report to the master, and we also want to ask the master about something, please give me some guidance."

Song En: "What's the matter?"

Hong Rui hurriedly said: "I originally wanted to coax Han Qi to give birth to the child first, but she insisted on getting married, but what she conceived is... If I marry her, it will be disrespectful? But Han Qi's recent I'm emotionally unstable, I'm afraid she will affect the fetus in the womb, what should I do?"

Song En's eyes were long and narrow, and when he looked down at them, he seemed to be talking with his eyes closed, but what surprised Hong Rui and the others was what he said.

"The fetus died, and Han Qi is useless."

Hong Rui's face changed greatly: "This, this is impossible! I contacted her when I came here three days ago!"

Song En said lightly: "The child she was pregnant with was locked in the jade card by me, and I wanted to nourish her current fetus, but the baby spirit has always wanted to resist, and this time, together with outsiders, The container that nurtured Lord Popeye's demonic energy killed him."

"Then, what should I do..."

Hong Rui's face was pale, like a dead person, and he didn't have the slightest momentum in the market.

Song En closed his eyes: "My faithful gadget has landed on the person who destroyed the container, and he will surely suffer serious consequences, but if it wasn't for your fault, these things would never have happened."

Hong Rui kowtowed desperately: "Please forgive me! I know I was wrong. I will definitely make a better container for the big man this time!"

Song En: "No need, I have found it."

He opened his eyes and showed a kind smile to Hong Rui and Dong Qiaolan.

"Do you want to see it?"

Dong Qiaolan wanted to say no, but she was afraid of angering her master. She glanced at Hong Rui, who had lost her soul, and said cautiously, "If the master wants us to open our eyes, we are naturally very honored!"

"Then come with me." Song En got up and walked inside.

"Follow." The disciple behind him turned his head and said coldly to the two of them.

Seeing that Hong Rui couldn't get up, Dong Qiaolan directly stretched out his hand and grabbed him, dragging him in.

Crossing a corridor, several people came to another room.

The room was airtight, all the windows were closed, covered with black gauze, and a row of candles were lit in the corners.

Dong Qiaolan was taken aback as soon as she entered the room.

Because a woman was facing her and was standing in a whole glass coffin, an unknown yellow liquid was flowing in the glass coffin, wrapping the naked woman inside. Dong Qiaolan couldn't help but take a few more glances with her perfect body with fair hair and snow skin. The more she looked, the more she felt that this woman was not as beautiful as a real person. She had been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and she had seen not a thousand or hundreds of beautiful women, but not a single woman. , The beauty was so thrilling that she couldn't help but let out a sigh.

After sighing, she suddenly realized her gaffe, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I lost my way just now, really, really..."

"It's because she's beautiful, right?" Song En smiled slightly, as if he was used to her reaction.

Hong Rui also looked straight, but when he heard Song En's words, he quickly forced himself to look away with difficulty.

Dong Qiaolan nodded hurriedly: "Yes! She is so beautiful, I was stunned by it, the teacher is indeed a teacher, such a beauty can be found!"

Song En's expression is also very satisfied, looking at the woman's gaze is like looking at a flawless work of art.

"I also think that she will be the best container for the birth of Lord Popeye, a hundred times better than Han Qi."

Hong Rui wished that the other party would forget about Han Qi, so he hurriedly agreed, but Dong Qiaolan couldn't hear his voice, so he said out of time, "Isn't that woman Han Qi needn't be concerned about?"

Song En didn't answer her question, when there was a low moan next to her, Dong Qiaolan and Hong Rui looked at the sound, their faces suddenly changed, Dong Qiaolan even staggered back subconsciously, her fat body could not support the sudden movement, The whole person fell heavily to the ground.

Hong Rui didn't have the heart to take care of the other party, because his own reaction was better than Dong Qiaolan's.

The two of them, one is a successful businessman and the other is a well-known broker, have seen countless people in the world. Outside, many people even come to ask them to do things every day. These are two people who live at the top of the pyramid.

But now they opened their mouths wide, like frogs emerging from the water, staring at a certain part of the room, with no manners to speak of.

Hong Rui needs to mobilize his self-control in order to control his urge not to run away.

There is a human head on the table.

The other party has an Asian face, with slightly longer hair and slightly drooping cheeks. Under normal circumstances, it should be a charming and handsome face.

But if it's just a naked head, it won't make Hong Rui who has seen a lot of the world so scared.

The eyes on the person's head were opening slightly at the moment, walking towards Hong Rui, showing a strange smile and greeting them.

Upon closer inspection, the opponent's eyes would still move, and his face twitched slightly, just like a living person.

Except there is no body.

If Winter Solstice and Mu Duo were here, they would have recognized this old acquaintance right away.

"Feel better?"

Song En was accustomed to the existence of this head, and his tone was kind, like greeting an old friend.

Yamamoto Kiyoshi didn't appreciate it, but said viciously: "Do you think I can do it like this, why don't you try it!"

The author has something to say: Yamamoto Kiyoshi is the one who used the puppet avatar technique to run away in the warehouse before and fell out with his junior brother Fujikawa Aoi and the entire Japanese yin and yang world.