Chapter 1, past and present life (new book seeking investment)

Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 1, past and present life (new book seeking investment)

Huizhou, Fei City!

Changjiang West Road, in an ordinary residential area.

An ambulance!

A police car!

The sound echoed throughout the neighborhood.

There were dozens of people watching the excitement around the stairs.

And more people were watching this scene curiously on their balconies.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, it seems someone died on the 8th floor!"

"Kill of love? Or murder?"

"Who knows! I seem to have seen that person before, often mysteriously carrying cardboard boxes in."

"Yeah, I've seen it too, sneaky."

"Are you talking about sucking D?"

"No, it doesn't look like it. Did you get that kind of coin? I heard my son said that that thing is quite valuable."

…………

The crowd was talking a lot and using their super imagination.

Comparable to the modern version of Sherlock Holmes.

In a room on the 8th floor, a young man in his twenties or eighties was lying on the floor.

His face was ferocious and looked very painful.

But the person is no longer conscious, as if he is dead.

On the surrounding beds, cabinets and in the hall, there are various exquisite bottles and cans, as well as some calligraphy and paintings.

Several medical staff in white coats were squatting there to check the young man's body.

In the hall…

A policeman glanced at the ID card in his hand, then at the nervous pudgy young man in front of him, and then asked.

"Your name is Zhang Xiaotao, right? What's your relationship with Yang Xiaole? When did you find out about this? What were you doing before it happened?"

"Yeah. Xiao Le and I are friends. I was out delivering goods before. When I came over around five o'clock, it was like this."

Zhang Xiaotao finished speaking nervously, and then hurriedly explained: "By the way, after I saw this situation, I didn't do anything except to see if Xiao Le was okay, and then I immediately called you and 120.

You can check the call time and the surveillance of the community. It will be a few minutes after I come back."

If this was a murder, even relatives would not be able to escape the punishment of the law, so he hurriedly explained it clearly.

The police didn't say anything, but just said: "We will investigate this clearly. Can we contact his family?

"We grew up in an orphanage. We had no family except the dean."

"Then what did you do before? Has he had any enmity with anyone recently?"

"After graduating from high school, I went out to work. Wasn't there an epidemic in the past few years? We came back.

In the past two years, we have been doing live broadcasts, watching things for others, and sometimes reselling some things.

As for what you said about having no enemies..."

After saying this, Zhang Xiaotao thought for a moment, then shook his head: "It doesn't seem like this! I'm basically with him, and I haven't heard of anyone he has a grudge against!"

The police took a look at the various antiques, antiques, jades, calligraphy and paintings placed in the room.

She frowned and asked him, "Are you reselling cultural relics? Or are you tomb robbers?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaotao was startled and quickly waved his hand:

"No, no, comrade police, that is illegal, how could we do it?

These things are all collected from the antique market, most of them are handicrafts, and some of them are not very old.

There are indeed some that are very old, but none of them reach the level of cultural relics.

You can take this to check. We...we checked it online."

The policeman nodded after hearing this.

Just as he was about to continue questioning, the medical staff inside hurriedly brought out a stretcher.

Lying on top is the Yang Xiaole mentioned by Zhang Xiaotao.

Without waiting for the police to speak, the leading medical staff quickly said:

"The person is not dead. It is initially suspected that he is brain dead. He needs to be rescued by the hospital immediately. The specific situation can only be known after getting a hospital examination."

"Still alive? That's great. Send him there quickly! What if he can still be saved?"

Zhang Xiaotao was happy when he heard that the person was not dead yet, and hurriedly urged him to go downstairs.

With the consent of the police, the medical staff carried the person on the cart at the door and pushed the cart toward the elevator entrance.

When the leading policeman heard that he was still alive, he said to several other people: "Dongzi, take a look here. I'll go to the hospital with them. If there are any results, call me immediately."

When one of them heard this, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, you go first, and we will take a look here. We will meet at the hospital later."

Then everyone dispersed.

Zhang Xiaotao left the room with the police, and he didn't know what to do with the rest.

At this time, where no one could see it, a figure was floating in the air.

If anyone could see it, they would be frightened immediately, because he looks exactly like the person lying on the stretcher.

Yang Xiaole looked at the scene below and remained silent.

He has experimented many times before, and he can't go back to his original body.

As for his cry, no one could see his presence, let alone respond to him.

As if he was nothing but air.

Then he focused his gaze on the sky above his head.

At this time, there was something floating above his head.

Exuding light cyan light.

This thing looks like a small mountain carving as a whole!

The material is like sapphire.

A thatched house.

A piece of farmland.

A well. The rest are some sculptures of pines and cypresses.

It looks very artistic.

I was just studying this thing when I suddenly felt severe pain in my brain.

The pain was so painful that he wished he could live.

After struggling for a while, he struggled out.

He didn't have much time to look at this thing, because he still held on to a glimmer of hope that he could survive.

He doesn't want to die yet.

Several people walked out of the door and just arrived at the elevator, which happened to be coming up.

Standing inside was an old man with white hair and plain clothes.

"Please give way."

The medical staff ignored the old man and thought he was a stranger. They shouted and carried him directly into the elevator.

"Grandpa Dean!"

Zhang Xiaotao saw the old man in the elevator at a glance and hurriedly said hello.

Then he was pushed into the elevator by the police.

After coming in, the old man looked at Yang Xiaole lying on the stretcher and asked solemnly: "What's wrong with Xiaole?"

Zhang Xiaotao shook his head when he heard this, "I don't know either. He was fine before. I went out and came back, and he was like this when I came back."

When the old man heard this, he frowned: "Xiao Le didn't have any illness before, how could this happen?"
To be continued...