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"How do we find out the mechanism here?" KIKO looked at the morgue.

Tang Ren took out the dragon-finding ruler and said, "Looks like it's my turn to act!"

"There's no need to be so troublesome." Zhang Jin pressed Tang Ren's shoulder, then took out a dollar bill from his pocket, let go in mid-air, and watched the dollar bill slowly fall down.

"Old Zhang, what are you doing?"

"Watch carefully."

"What are you looking at? I just saw the money falling to the ground!"

Zhang Jin took out a few more dollar bills and repeated what he did just now: "Do you understand?"

"I see. This is performance art—sprinkling coins!" Tang Ren suddenly said.

Qin Feng suddenly said: "I see, it's the airflow! These banknotes all fell in the same place, but they all floated in the same direction, which shows that the airflow is going in that direction. There must be something hidden behind that wall. space!"

"That's right!" Zhang Jin nodded.

Everyone immediately looked at the wall with the body box.Not long after, everyone worked together to open the secret door.

After the secret door was opened, an empty space appeared inside, like a huge warehouse. The incandescent tubes on the walls on both sides gave off a pale light, giving off a ghostly coldness.

The most shocking thing is the antique high platform at the end of the space, just like the sacrificial tower in the Qin and Han Dynasties. A yellow light fell from the top of the sky, making this high platform seem like a mysterious place!
"Damn it! Could this be the place where the murderer ascended to immortality?" Tang Ren's voice broke the silence.

"It's really a big deal to build this kind of building in the hospital!" Song Yi sighed.

"I have to make a call to ask someone to come over and seal it off for inspection." Chen Ying took out her mobile phone as she spoke, but her eyes never left the high platform.

KIKO asked: "You said the viscera harvested by the murderer wouldn't be here to make alchemy?"

"Go up and have a look." Qin Feng said.

Anyway, the murderer was dead, and they had nothing to fear.

When he came to the high platform and looked around, Tang Ren couldn't help complaining, "I'm still cultivating immortals! I'm cultivating your sister! The alchemy furnace is all wrong, obviously I haven't read the [-]th edition of Journey to the West!"

"Are you serious?" KIKO was speechless, "The murderer, a foreigner, read Journey to the West, which is still in the [-] edition."

"I have already notified the police..." Chen Ying came up from below, and before she finished speaking, she exclaimed, "Tang Ren, what are you doing? Get down quickly!"

Zhang Jin and others who were looking around quickly turned their heads to look, only to see that Tang Ren had already lay down on the stone platform.

KIKO said disgustedly: "I found that you like to lie around very much, and it was the same in Zaowang Temple before."

"I'm using the immersive detective method, how can you, a child, understand it!" Tang Ren said disapprovingly, twisted his head, and squinted his eyes towards the zenith above.

"Then what did you see?" Song Yi also looked up.

"I saw..." Tang Ren sat up suddenly.

"What did you see? Xiao Tang!" Qin Feng thought he had discovered something, so he hurriedly asked.

"The light is so dazzling!" Tang Ren rubbed his eyes.

The crowd was speechless for a while.

"Do you think I'm a god, I can see clues every time I lie down!" Tang Ren jumped off the stone platform.

Zhang Jin took out his mobile phone and took a selfie for himself, and soon received a notification from the system that his immediate task had been completed.

No clues were found in the palace, and Zhang Jin and others left after the police arrived.

After leaving the hospital, everyone returned to the car. Song Yi drove, KIKO sat in the passenger seat, and the Chinatown trio squeezed into the back seat.

"Where are you going now?" Song Yi asked.

KIKO opened her notebook: "The information has been collected, this is Dr. Phillips." She pointed to a white man on the screen, "Dr. Phillips, Dutch-American, doctor of sociology and psychology, formerly A tutor for master's students in psychology at Harvard University, later resigned as a university teacher for unknown reasons, and opened a psychological counseling center."

"Then what does he have to do with the murderer?" Tang Ren asked.

"Phillips had an operation at Midtown Manhattan Hospital, James was his chief surgeon, and James also went to his psychological counseling center for psychological counseling, just after his wife died and he found out that he had cancer. For some time, I went almost three or four times a week." KIKO replied.

"Probably the idea of ​​killing people and cultivating immortals instilled in James at that time." Qin Feng speculated, "KIKO, do you have the address of Dr. Phillips, we will meet him now."

KIKO said: "It's too late, this doctor has already left the United States by plane this morning."

"Where did you go?"

"Japan, Tokyo."

"Where is he going?"

"I don't know, but I found out that the University of Tokyo is holding a sociology forum. I guess he was invited to participate in the talks." KIKO tapped the keyboard and said.

Zhang Jin thought to himself: It's Tokyo again, can't it be such a coincidence?

"Go to his psychological counseling center first." Qin Feng said.

"Then let's go, his psychological counseling center is next to the Brooklyn Bridge in lower Manhattan." KIKO transferred the route to the car navigation.

Song Yi drove on the road according to the guidance of the navigation.

From Midtown to Lower Town, you only need to go south along the Park Avenue where they are located, and drive to Foley Square next to New York City Hall to see your destination.

"It's here."

Zhang Jin looked at a three-story villa building in front of him, and there was a big signboard at the door—Phillips Counseling Center.

Because it was close to the city hall, the law and order in this area was not bad. It took a lot of effort for several people to avoid the police and cameras on the street and successfully sneaked into the counseling center.

The three-story villa has a clear division of labor, with a consultation center on the first floor and daily living on the second and third floors.

"The anti-theft system here is really tight. Fortunately, I have cut it off completely, otherwise I will be discovered within a few steps!" KIKO said looking at more than a dozen repeatedly intercepted alarm messages on his notebook.

"Look, it's the exact same photo!" Tang Ren said, picking up a photo frame.

Others gathered around and found that the photo in this photo frame was exactly the same as the landscape photo found in Marco's house.

"These two people must be related!" Qin Feng affirmed, "Look again and see if there are any other clues."

"I'll go upstairs to have a look." Tang Ren stepped up the stairs as he spoke, and Zhang Jin and Song Yi followed him upstairs.

KIKO turned on the opponent's computer and began to intrude to find useful information.

Qin Feng came to the bookshelf to observe the books on it.

Half an hour later, the three of Zhang Jin, who had found nothing upstairs, returned to the studio and gathered around KIKO to wait for her to find useful information from the other's computer.

"Aren't you a computer expert? Why did it take so long?" Tang Ren couldn't help but said.

"What do you know? This person's computer uses a very special shadow system. The files are triple-encrypted and interlocking. If you make a mistake, any data in it will be erased." KIKO retorted.

"Then when will you be able to crack it?"

"It's now!" After KIKO finished speaking, more than a dozen file windows popped up on the screen instantly.

(End of this chapter)