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Chapter 1701

At the beginning, the police were not allowed to call the police, but when they heard that they were going to summon their souls, they agreed again. What does this mean?Is this too obvious?
Aunt Ji Chenxuan's father called the police. When he called the police, his voice was choked up and he was so sad.

Uncle Ji Chenxuan hung up the phone, and said to his wife: "Compared to them, I still trust the police. Tingting's case is better left to the police."

Aunt Ji Chenxuan looked at him and didn't speak.

Aunt Ji Chenxuan murmured in a low voice: "The method of knowing the truth so quickly is useless, and I have to push back and forth. Why do I feel that something is wrong."

She said this in a low voice, but it happened that everyone heard it.

The others didn't speak, and Uncle Ji Chenxuan had a very bad expression on his face.

He took his wife's hand and said, "Wife, trust me, I'm doing this to give our daughter fairness..."

Aunt Ji Chenxuan struggled across her face, and in the end, she chose to trust her husband and said, "Okay, leave it to the police."

There was a sneer on Zhou Ping's face.

Gu Zhixin sarcastically said: "If the mother had called the police earlier, it would have been over. The murderer is among you anyway, so he can't run away from others. Just wait."

Because it was a homicide case, the police dispatched the police very quickly.

The police first inquired about the situation, and then began to search inside and outside the house, but because the first scene was almost destroyed, it was very difficult to search.

Everyone is waiting in the mourning hall on the first floor.

After the police questioned Uncle Wan Ji Chenxuan, Zhou Ping asked casually, "I haven't asked you all this time, what's the name of this gentleman?"

Uncle Ji Chenxuan said impatiently, "My surname is Dong."

"Oh, Mr. Dong, last night...you didn't have a good time..." Zhou Ping asked casually.

"Nonsense, I've stayed here all night, so it's not good. Try staying up all night and see how you feel."

Zhou Ping nodded: "Of course this is not good, but what I mean is... Mr. Dong is quite heavy."

Uncle Ji Chenxuan was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Ping smiled: "There is no other meaning, it's just a professional habit of a magic stick. I couldn't help but think about it when I saw it. I don't know if Mr. Dong feels it. The whole person seems to carry an iceberg of several hundred catties. , It’s cold and heavy, I can’t walk, I feel like my body has been frozen into ice, and the cracks in the bones are cold, do you have this feeling?”

A look of shock quickly flashed across Uncle Ji Chenxuan's face, and he quickly denied: "No!"

What Zhou Ping said was true in his body last night, and it didn't disappear until dawn and the sun rose.

When Zhou Ping said it just now, he felt that the same situation as last night had happened to his back again.

The coolness penetrated into the bones, and the frozen person shivered.

Uncle Ji Chenxuan raised his guard against Zhou Ping, and instinctively wanted to back away.

What Zhou Ping said, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, made him start to feel fear.

He was afraid that if he had more contact with Zhou Ping, she would know more.

Zhou Ping smiled: "No, maybe I misunderstood it, sorry...you may not know, the situation I just mentioned is very bad, I don't know if you have ever heard of people carrying ghosts, ghosts oppressive..."

Uncle Ji Chenxuan shivered, "I haven't heard of it, and I don't want to hear it."

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(End of this chapter)