Spiritual History of Manchuria

Chapter 32 Tracking Photos

A huge photo almost similar to the air just now was held in Qin Zhong's hand. After seeing it, everyone around him suddenly realized that there was still such a photo in Qin Zhong's hand, and this photo was actually incomplete. A large number of people flashed by.

The chaotic shore is almost much quieter at this moment. Many reporters have driven away and rushed to publish this sensational news to the public as soon as possible.

Guo Dafu's eyebrows tightened, because the dock and the ship are his. Such a situation happened here. Who will do this cruise ship in the future? Who can borrow his dock to dock? With the ghost of death, basically no one will come here.

While everyone was about to leave, Qin Zhong was ready to turn back in Guo Dafu's car, but just as he was about to get on the car, a figure appeared under the police car that had just left. This figure could not be more familiar. He held a broken stick in his hand and squatted on the ground, and the dark flames were burning a dozen. The paper money, the paper is flying, and the resentment is full of complaints.

Qin Zhong pointed to others, but the strange thing was that others could not see the old woman burning paper at all, and the cross on Mona's chest really showed its power. The silver light of the cross flashed. Qin Zhong suddenly felt that he was dazzling. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly found that the old woman had disappeared in an instant. .

In a moment, Qin Zhong, Guo Dafu and others also immediately left the dock. Guo Dafu had asked his men to deal with the things on the dock, and they quickly drove back to the two-story building.

Qin Zhong seemed to have known each other here. After all, his rehabilitation treatment on the island seemed to have some effect. When he knocked on the door and a person came out of it, he was immediately surprised to see him.

"Why are you?"

"Big monkey?" Guo Dafu shouted in the first sentence.

Qin Zhong looked helpless: "Brother Monkey, we are here to check some information. I don't know if anyone has cleaned up the files here recently."

"No, I'm also a temporary worker here. I don't have money to earn, so I can only be an old man on vigil." When Sima Big Monkey said this, Guo Dafu burst into laughter.

"Big monkey, why don't I introduce you to the zoo? No one will discriminate against you there, and your salary must be the highest there."

The big monkey's eyes were crooked, muttering words that seemed to be cursed, and he turned his head into the room: "You can see it. Don't take anything away when you leave."

"Okay, this is my original land. Although it has been taken back by the state now, we are still the owners here."

Qin Zhong did not talk nonsense and went straight to the archives room on the second floor. After entering, he began to look for similar photos in his hand and those information related to monks, all of which were found out.

After a night of searching, four people finally found 30 things related to monks in thousands of archives, and only ten of these things were accompanied by photos. They took out these photos and compared them with the photos in Qin Zhong's hand. None of them were looking for, but the remaining 20 people did not have photos of monks. The information can be hung up with the old man, but he can't find anything.

Among them, there are only two who are the most resentful. Qin Zhong compared the information of the two monk teams, and it seems that one of them is more like the old man's technique. With the way someone curses alone, Qin Zhong always feels in his heart that this must be the one in the photo in his hand. Some people.

In this way, Qin Zhong seemed to have found a clue. This file mentioned a miner incident. At that time, there were many people involved, from all walks of life. Just because the little devils on that day were going to collect a mine, they abruptly grabbed a group of people, used them as a shield for them, and fought against local ruffians. These people ran one by one and were injured, and only one team was killed by ruffians and devils.

This person came from the same compound and should be a family, and the people of this family were arranged to occupy the mouth of the mine, but the family's hatred of little Japan was not only that, so several of them resisted, but because of the little devil's long * knife, they put up with it and entered the mine, which can be from the mine. More than a dozen miners came out and killed several of their old men on the spot. The guns in their hands were aimed at these people and shot continuously.

But there was also a pregnant woman who was about to escape, but was shot by the people in the mine. She turned around and ran again, but was picked up by a bayonet by the devil. The body was thrown aside and eaten by wild dogs, but the son in her belly was picked up by a kind-hearted man.

This history was written by an old blacksmith and included in the Manchurian archives, and nothing in this matter had anything to do with Qin Zhong, which made Qin Zhong unhappy at all. Why did he have nothing to do with himself? The photo followed him, and moreover, everything he could catch up with. This is not Do you want to live your own life?

Qin Zhong's head was full of nonsense. No matter how he thought this photo was wrong with him, he had to stick with him all day at this time. He tried to throw the photo into the archives, but at this time, when he was looking for the photo, he found that the photo had disappeared again.

This photo seems to be playing hide-and-seek with himself. He came out all day long and didn't know when it would come out again. Qin Zhong really hated the whereabouts of this photo.

Things were almost the same. Qin Zhong and others hurried out of the archives. The big monkey slept soundly in the guard room and hardly noticed it when they left.

Everyone went all the way north to the place where Qin Zhong lived, but Chen Mu was responsible for informing his family of the news of the aunt's death.

Meng Na and Qin Zhong, as well as Yingzi and Guo Dafu, both found their rooms in the store on the first floor and slept quietly.

Time flies, and a week passes by. There has never been a conclusion about the dock cruise ship, and the information Qin Zhong has is some supernatural information, which can't be given to the police at all.

Therefore, because of this matter, the police station has never found Qin Zhong directly, and there is no way to get a breakthrough from the forensic doctor. Both sides are deadlocked in the process of investigating the matter.

Suddenly, a strange cry suddenly appeared in Qin Zhong's room, which sounded like a cat's cry. A cat's screaming so tragically could only explain one thing. I don't know who caught the tail and was panicked.

But behind this call is a burst of proud mouse cry. When these two sounds are combined, it is definitely the feeling of a natural opponent.

As soon as Qin Zhong came back from the kitchen, he found that half of the cat's body was stuck in the crack of the window and could not get out, but his tail was bitten to death by a mouse.

The cat said that there was nothing special, but the mouse made Qin Zhong feel kind: "Why is it you?"

The mouse stood on the cat and wagged its tail and stared at Qin Zhong.

"It's not good to stay on the island. Who let you run out?" The mouse circled around Qin Zhong and looked very kind. He turned around and suddenly bit the old cat. The cat's cry was even more miserable. This was more than physical torture, but simply a double ban between the heart and the body.

Qin Zhong pulled the mouse, opened the window and put the big black cat, and then sat down to look at the mouse in front of him and said, "You said you followed. Are you going to help find the person in this photo?"

Qin Zhong threw the photo to the mouse. The mouse smelled it with its nose, circled it, and chattered a lot, as if to cover up the matter.

"Do you know where these people are?" Those in Qin Zhong's photo should be dead, but the people who died this time have something to do with everyone above, including the two people who seemed to be martyred for love. Their life and death seem to have a meticulous connection with the people in this photo. Thinking about it carefully, Qin Zhong seems to be able to think of some routes. .

The mouse circled around the photo crazily, and his nose kept sniffing. After thinking about it, he rushed to Qin Zhong and chirping, as if it were talking to Qin Zhong.