Chapter 246 Dealing with Ji Ping

Feng Tian kept calling, and the old Taoist priest recovered from his distracted state. He looked at Fengtian and looked at the extraordinary situation again. He showed an apologetic look on his face and reluctantly smiled and said, "It's okay. I just thought about something. Maybe I'm distracted. I need to sort out my head."

Fengtian frowned slightly and asked, "Does it have anything to do with Ji Ping?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head: "No, no, I have thought about Ji Ping's incident. I have some preliminary ideas about breaking the array, but I think you still need to meet Ji Ping. It's better to understand the cause and consequences of the barrier, which will be helpful after breaking the array."

Feng Tian said "Oh" and waved his hand, signaling that he would go with Wang Hai.

It was not until he got into Wang Hai's car that he couldn't help looking at Fengtian and said, "The old Taoist priest is a little strange."

Fengtian shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "If he doesn't say it, we can't pry his mouth. Let's think about how to deal with Ji Ping first."

Sang Feifan exhaled: "I'm a forensic, not a policeman. Although I have learned a little interrogation skills, I have never practiced it, and I am even more unprofessional."

Feng Tian squeaked his lips and shook his head: "Why did you think you didn't study hard at the beginning? By the way, haven't you learned hypnosis or anything?

Kuang Feifan almost tilted his nose, stared at Fengtian, turned his eyes, and asked, "by the way, you are a big 'god stick', is there anything to tell the truth? I heard that there is a kind of sting that makes people tell the truth. Didn't you learn it?

Feng Tian flattened his mouth, and he temporarily admitted his defeat in this round of bickering.

In fact, both of them are a little heavy at present. They have no idea about meeting and asking Ji Ping for a while. The reason is very simple. Ji Ping is a member of the police. Generally, he still has the ability to counter-investigation. More importantly, the role he played in this matter is really strange. All kinds of signs show that he With ghosts, it is almost the same as ghosts, but the ghosts with him are most likely to be related to the ghosts guarded in the Taoist temple, but what does it have to do with it? If Ji Ping doesn't say it, I'm afraid it's difficult to guess by guessing alone.

The actual situation is indeed just as they were worried about. After arriving at the hospital, the two policemen guarding the door easily went in. However, as soon as they entered the ward, they understood why the police would let them go so easily.

Ji Ping was half lying **, with his eyes closed, and the white sheet on his body almost covered his face. It seems that the police have made no progress on Ji Ping. If it hadn't been for the sufficient evidence at the scene of the murder, I'm afraid that this kind of surveillance would have been withdrawn long ago.

In other words, even if the evidence is sufficient, if there is no progress in the near future, it will also be withdrawn.

Of course, these are not personal guesses.

Seeing the two policemen exit the door of the ward, Feng Tian suddenly asked in a low voice, "Yes, I have always wanted to ask you a question."

"What?" Moreover, he can't help but be a little curious when he looks mysterious.

The wind and sky were heavy before asking, "How can you take it with you? It is said that the leave should be handed in*? Is this illegal? Won't it involve me, will it?"

Sung Feifan rolled his eyes and shook his head angrily, but still explained, "Although I asked for leave, I belonged to the status of a patient when I asked for leave, so I didn't have time to pay *. Now, we have Xu Hui covering us. As long as Ji Ping is fine, even if there is no result, you will be fine, OK?"

Feng Tian shrugged his shoulders, turned his head to look at Ji Ping, narrowed and looked at him carefully. He said in a small voice, "Do you think he is asleep, unconscious, or pretending to play?"

The corners of Feifan's mouth suddenly raised imperceptiblely, as if he smiled. At this time, there was a "buzzing" sound in his pocket. He looked at Fengtian and took out the mobile phone that had long been turned into a vibration from his pocket. This was what he had just bought on the way to the hospital, and he deliberately gave the number to Xu when he was in Wang Hai's car. Hui sent a text message to Bai Ru based on her memory, hoping that she would receive it at the appropriate time.

Fengtian withdrew his eyes from Ji Ping and asked Wen Feifan, "Whose phone is it?"

"Wang Hai." As he said, he opened the hands-free.

"What's the matter?"

"Brother Fan, Brother Tian, I just received a message from the old Taoist priest that he has found a way to break the array, and also said that there is a way to deal with the things inside. It doesn't matter whether you can do it or not."

Kuo Feifan smiled gently: "I knew that the old Taoist was awesome, and we will go back later."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and said to Feng Tian, "Ouch, you start working."

Fengtian took out a few bottles and a few charms from his side of his satrap. After being busy in each corner of the ward, he subconsciously patted his hands on the earth that was not at all and said, "It's done."

The situation is extraordinary and I'm not worried: "Is it insurance?"

The wind slanted and glanced at Ji Ping lying down and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, this guy is seriously injured and half dead. In addition, yesterday we hit the ghost that covered him heavily. Even if we don't add these tools today, he can't be rescued for a while."

kuang extraordinary nodded, took a deep breath, and was silent for a moment. His voice suddenly said in a low voice, "It seems that the old saying is true. Evil can't beat righteousness."

The wind and the sky didn't say anything.

Suddenly, there was a sneer in the room for no reason, and the voice sounded a little muffled.

In addition, Feifan raised his eyebrows and took a look at the wind and sky, and their eyes fell ill together**.

Ji Ping, who had been closing his eyes, did not know when he had opened his eyes and looked coldly at the situation. Although he was still expressionless, he still saw a trace of resentment from his cold eyes.

Seeing Ji Ping staring at him, his extraordinary eyes met him and looked directly into Ji Ping's eyes. The two looked at each other like this, as if no one was going to open his mouth.

The wind and sky beside him tightened his heart, and rarely closed his mouth. It seemed that he was not ready to break this strange eye confrontation.

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, Ji Ping's eyes shrank, and his eyes were wrong, and he avoided the extraordinary eyes.

"You... are dead." Ji Ping said through the boredom.

Although the sound is not loud, it is still very clear.

Kuang Feifan replied faintly, "A ghost has mentioned this to me for a long time, but I'm still living well now."

Ji Ping snorted.

Bang Feifan curled his lips and continued, "I'm surprised. Do you have the ability to kill me now?"

I don't know if the extraordinary indifferent tone stimulated Ji Ping. His eyes were awe-inspiring, raised his hand, pulled away the masked sheet, blocked his neck, and said, "What do you know? It's just a matter of minutes to kill you. The reason why I didn't kill you all at once is only because of the situation needs That's all."

Kuang Feifan suddenly smiled and didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pulled a chair from the side of the ward and sat down. Then he said, "Actually, putting aside these farthings, to be honest, I really miss all the experiences of working with you the past few days."

A trace of imperceptible astonishment flashed on Ji Ping's face. He looked at the extraordinary situation for a long time before sneering: "You're crazy."

Wang Feifan shrugged his shoulders: "I'm not a psycho, and I can be sure that you are not a psychopath, so if you want to get rid of the murder with mental problems, or think about how to explain to the police that there are your fingerprints at the scene of Luo's death."

Ji Ping curled the corners of his mouth contemptuously and was basically too lazy to answer the extraordinary question.

Wang Feifan was not disappointed, but smiled: "If my judgment is correct, I'm afraid the reason why you don't care is that you really don't care."

This sentence was simply nonsense, but it made Ji Ping's eyes flash again. Suddenly, he asked, "What on earth do you want to do?"

Kang Feifan spread his hands: "Can't you guess?"

Ji Ping snorted: "Do you want to ask me questions?"

Kuang Feifan shook his head and answered the question: "You didn't see what the wind and sky were busy just now. We are worried that you will endanger the safety of the two police outside here."

"It's really a nosy guy." Ji Ping muttered softly.

Wang Feifan raised his legs and sighed exaggeratedly: "Yes, it's not nosy, we can't meet you, can we?"

Ji Ping's expression became a little ferocious: "Yes, you guys really hate it."

After saying that, he suddenly smiled fiercely: "But you can't run away."

Kuang Fei put down his legs, stood up, pointed to the wind and sky that had been sitting on the chair in the corner for a long time, and said, "We don't plan to run, because of him, we will not only not run, but also face it, and we will live well."

After saying that, he waved his hand: "Let's go, Fengtian. We Mr. Ji won't understand how powerful we are, and he can't imagine."

Before he reached the door, Ji Ping, who was sick**, suddenly said, "Wait."