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"Do you believe in... Supernatural powers?" Watson asked VK hesitantly. "I believe it in theory. Why do you suddenly ask me these questions? Didn't you ask me to visit your planetarium?" VK asked in return. "As you know, we often receive various strange radio signals here. For some of the unexplained contents, we generally classify them as supernatural phenomena and store these files separately." Watson explained. "Okay, don't talk so much. I finally came to the United States, so please take me to your planetarium as soon as possible!" VK urged. "We're already here!" "Just this shabby house? It's really kept a secret!" VK said sarcastically.

The whole book "Zhu Gong's Case" takes the main characters Zhu Gong, the county magistrate of a certain dynasty, and his four generals. It tells the legendary story of Zhu Gong in the county, Beijing, Bashu and other places, relying on his extraordinary insight and reasoning ability to solve cases for officials, eliminate harm for the people, and eliminate evil spirits. There are a total of eight stories in the book, which take time as the axis and span the county, capital, Mianyang and other places. The case is complicated and confusing, and the plot is gripping. The author uses the foreshadowing of grass and snakes to unravel seemingly unsolvable cases in front of readers. In these stories, some people may have been sentenced to death, but Zhu Gong successfully overturned the verdict. Or seemingly unsolvable murders are revealed one after another through minimal clues. Or due to a haunting case, the ghost is intercepted in the tangible form, and it is finally discovered that the evil spirit is not in the ghost but in the person. Or go with many heroes in the world to save Shaolin from fire and water. Or be involved in the murder of the prince, and go deep into the power to experience the "natural dangers of the world."

The Lantern Festival was just around the corner. Due to his outstanding political achievements, Duke Zhu was granted a month's holiday by his superiors, so he took his master, Mr. Du, the clerks and the gangsters to visit Bianliang City. When Zhu Gong entered Bianliang City, he saw that it was really lively: there were carts and horses on the streets, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going. Look at the Bianliang River, which is even more crowded. All kinds of big boats, either transporting goods or soliciting passengers, occupy the river. Zhu Gong was very happy to see this prosperous scene. He stared at the bamboo pole for a while and said to himself: "The people in Bianliang City hold the thin end of the bamboo in their hands, but use the thick end to prop it on the bottom of the river. This is different from the people in this county. The people in this county hold the thick end of the bamboo pole in their hands and use the thin end to hold the bottom. Some people also install an iron fork on the thin end."

It is said that this day is the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, and Zhu Gong and others are still watching lanterns and playing in Bianliang City. Since they were not fully entertained yesterday, Duke Zhu ordered everyone to enjoy the sights individually. Let's not mention the rest of the people for now, let's just talk about the work. Apart from his inquisitiveness when investigating cases, this man was usually taciturn and not very lively. As he walked, he arrived at a less crowded place. Wu Zuo was about to take a rest when he suddenly heard a jingle of rings behind him and the aroma was so overwhelming that he couldn't help but turn around and watch. I saw a young woman walking behind me. She was dressed in silk and satin, and she had all kinds of expensive jewelry on her head. She was very gorgeous. She also held a flower in her hand, which was so beautiful. When I looked at her face, I was even more amazed - this woman, no matter who looked at her, could be regarded as a first-class beauty. It would be vulgar to compare her with words such as sinking fish and falling wild goose, closing the moon and shying flowers.

"This is a story about one of my ancestors who was a county magistrate, and it is only passed down within my family. Unfortunately, the dynasty where Magistrate Zhu lived has been lost, and even his name has not been passed down. People only remember the exciting parts of these stories." The psychiatrist took a sip of tea and seemed to suddenly think As if he had something to say, he continued to say to his good friend Ji Lun, who was a historian, "By the way, everyone respectfully calls him - Mr. Zhu." Magistrate Zhu had just taken office. When he looked through the old case files, he suddenly felt that it was extraordinary when he saw such a murderous case. The case file said: Dongzhuang scholar was civilized, lived alone and very poor, and often borrowed money from neighbors to survive. On the morning of November 5th this year, I saw a male corpse in the cellar of my house and exclaimed. Neighbors heard the news and came and sent Wen Wenming to the county government.

"There is a strange beast in Sichuan, which looks like a wild animal." Zhu Gong folded the scroll and asked the master next to him: "I have handled cases for a lifetime, and today I have to deal with cases of beasts?" The master held his hands and said: "My lord, the emperor is a sage, please temporarily visit Sichuan, I think I will return it." I have other intentions." Du Captou caught up and said, "Now that we are on our way, we don't have to worry about it anymore! When did you become so unhappy?" He slapped his horse and laughed loudly, "Since I have received the wrong love from the Holy One, I will work hard and do whatever it takes."

It is said that after Zhu Gong finished doing business in the capital, he put on casual clothes and took Du Patou around the capital. That day, the two of them walked to a wide alley and saw a large courtyard facing the street. The door was ajar and someone was quietly coming out of it. Zhu Gong couldn't help but take a sideways look and saw that it was crowded with people, shouting and drinking, and it was very lively. Du Captou looked at it for a few times and said with a smile: "Sir, this turns out to be a treasure bureau." Zhu Gong asked: "What is a treasure bureau?" Du Captou replied in a low voice: "A treasure bureau is a casino. In our county, I also led people to arrest several private players." Zhu Gong asked again: "What did the group of people in front, surrounding a square wooden box, do?" Du Captou looked over again and whispered: "Those people are betting, and that box is called a treasure box.

In the early morning of August 20th, as soon as Mr. Zhu had finished his breakfast, he saw a yamen servant rushing in and shouting: "Master Zhu, something serious has happened!" "Why are you so alarmed?" Mr. Zhu asked, putting down his tea cup. "Sir, do you still remember that dead house?" The Yamen servant asked. Seeing Zhu Gong's expression of confusion, he explained, "It is the former residence of King Yuyuan of Xizhuang. Since his family died, no descendants have inherited his inheritance, and no one in the clan is willing to take it over, let alone buy it. Now his house has become a house where no one has died." "Then what happened now?" "This morning the land security guard came to report that a passing scholar was found dead in that house."

One day just after Yinshi, Mr. Zhu had just finished cleaning himself and was about to look through the files of the newly arrived yamen servants when he saw Wen Wenming, a clerk, coming to report in a panic: "Sir, it's not good! There has been a murder case!" Immediately afterwards, the master came in again covered in blood, and Mr. Zhu asked in shock: "Did you accidentally kill someone by mistake?" The master also realized at this time that he was not wearing enough clothes. When he was ready, he took off his robe and explained, "Don't panic, sir. There is another hidden reason for this matter." It turned out that it was early in the morning, and the master had just come out of the county government office and was about to buy some breakfast. Suddenly, he saw a woman with unkempt hair and a disheveled face, wearing a white pajamas full of blood stains. She rushed towards him while crawling on the ground, and grabbed the hem of his clothes, thus staining the master's clothes.