Dong Qizhen nodded, got up and walked to the small room at the back. The light inside was very dark, and it was only about ten square meters in total. There was a table against the wall inside, with an incense burner lighting three incense sticks on it, and a hanging on the wall behind the table.

There were two sticks of white wax lit on both sides of the sub-painting, which were the only source of light in the hut. Under the candlelight, Zhang Lihua suddenly felt that Dong Qizhen seemed to have changed.

Dong Qizhen asked Zhang Lihua to sit on the futon against the wall and wait. He turned his back to the portrait and sat opposite Zhang Lihua. He held a stack of yellow paper in his hand and spoke eloquently. Suddenly, three incense sticks on the table burned.

The speed increased a lot, and the red dots became brighter.

With a shudder, Zhang Lihua felt that this matter was done a bit rashly. She didn't know who Yang Yangyang was. She met Yang Yangyang online and came here after hearing the news.

Dong Qizhen slowly opened his eyes, and his voice was a little rough and solemn: "What do you want to ask? It only takes a stick of incense."

"Jiajia, what did you see in the hospital?"

Dong Qizhen bit her finger open, dipped it in blood and scribbled on the yellow paper.

Seeing Dong Qizhen stop, Zhang Lihua then asked: "When did the monster in the painting appear and what did it do to Jiajia?"

"Moonlit night, ugly time." On this point, Zhang Lihua's judgment was somewhat different from the forensic autopsy results. He felt that the time was earlier, while the forensic autopsy results were between three and four o'clock. Zhang Lihua wanted to pass this judgment,

How credible is what Dong Qizhen did? Facts have proved that the time he mentioned coincided with Zhang Lihua's judgment.

Dong Qizhen's eyes glowed yellow, a bit like Awei's eyes, and her speaking voice seemed to be squeezed out of her abdomen, word for word. In this dark environment, she looked particularly sinister.

Zhang Lihua couldn't control herself and wanted to stand up immediately. Strangely enough, she seemed to be stuck to the futon and couldn't move.

Seeing that the incense was about to burn out, Zhang Lihua asked anxiously: "Are you Jiajia? Is this case a murder or an accident?"

Dong Qizhen smiled mysteriously and did not answer the question.

The three sticks of incense were extinguished almost at the same time. Dong Qizhen closed her eyes. Only then did Zhang Lihua dare to look at the yellow paper on the ground. The baby's face was clearly drawn on it!

There is only one mouth full of fine teeth on the entire face!

Although Dong Qizhen did not answer this question, when sending Zhang Lihua out, she said that Jiajia was not murdered. Does that mean she indirectly admitted that it was an accident?

As soon as Zhang Lihua touched the yellow paper on which the painting was drawn, his fingers seemed to be carrying sparks, which directly ignited the yellow paper.

"You can't take away the things here." Dong Qizhen returned to her normal voice.

Zhang Lihua also wanted to find an opportunity to ask about Dong Banxian. Dong Qizhen looked tired and seemed not to talk further, so Zhang Lihua could only keep her words to herself.

As soon as Qiu Fengxiao and Zhao Qingche saw Zhang Lihua coming out, they all gathered around. Then Dong Qizhen said quietly: "It's getting late, so you can stay here."

Qiu Fengxiao looked at Zhang Lihua's face and refused directly: "No, Uncle Dong, we have something urgent to do, so we will leave first."

Dong Qizhen's expression was a little strange, but he did not continue to persuade them to stay, but sent the three of them outside the door.

Qiu Fengxiao and the three of them walked in the night for a while before they arrived at the parking place.

As soon as she opened the car door, Zhang Lihua suddenly smelled a faint smell, which seemed to be refreshing like mint: "What does it smell like?"

"Brother Lihua, it doesn't taste good. What's wrong with you? Are you hungry?" Zhao Qingche asked with concern.

Qiu Fengxiao opened the car door and asked, "I'll treat you to dinner when I get back, so let's go first."

Zhang Lihua didn't want to stay in this village for too long, so she didn't speak, but there was a faint foreboding feeling in her heart.

As the car started normally, Zhang Lihua felt a little more relaxed.

On the way back, everyone started talking.

"What did he say just now?" Qiu Fengxiao drove the car onto the only small road leading to the county town.

"I asked him what Jiajia saw before he died. He drew a painting. I had seen something in the painting before. A face with only a mouth full of teeth, in the elevator room. Jiajia

It was due to fear that the blood supply to the heart was insufficient, and eventually she died due to lack of oxygen. It makes sense to say that she was afraid after seeing something in the painting."

Zhao Qingche asked with some horror: "Brother Lihua, do you mean that something supernatural really happened?"

Qiu Fengxiao, who was driving, frowned slightly and looked up in the rearview mirror, as if she wanted to know Zhang Lihua's expression.

"No, what happened to Jiajia was man-made!"

"How to say it?"

"Maybe what happened to Jiajia was an accident, but everything I saw in the elevator was the same as what was on that piece of paper, so it was definitely not an accident. The murderer must have wanted to draw our attention to supernatural events, so that he

You can get away."

Zhao Qingche stared and asked, "Then you didn't ask who killed Jia Jia?"

Zhang Lihua rolled her eyes at him: "This thing probably came across Jiajia accidentally. I always didn't understand why the time on the forensic autopsy report was different from the time of death I judged. That Dong Qizhen gave it to me.

One answer, Qiu Fengxiao, you can investigate and find out when Jiajia took the psychotropic drugs. As far as I know, many psychotropic drugs have serious side effects, including slowing down metabolism and causing cardiopulmonary dysfunction."

Qiu Fengxiao's eyes suddenly became sharp: "You mean, Jiajia took the medicine later than usual before her death. Because of this, there was a misjudgment of the time of death. In other words, the murderer is very likely to be there.

Among the doctors or nurses?”

Zhang Lihua nodded: "Yes, the murderer must be a person. Moreover, this person also knows some secrets of the hospital very well. He probably also knows that I went to the hospital to search for ghosts. Through these analysis, this person is

Working in a hospital!”

Looking through the rearview mirror, there was a hint of appreciation in Qiu Fengxiao's eyes, "Your judgment makes sense. But why did he want to harm Jiajia? Who can a little girl have a conflict with?"

"Uncle Dong also has this question..."

At that moment, a wild dog suddenly rushed out of the intersection in front of him. Qiu Fengxiao stepped on the brakes in a hurry, but he never expected that the brakes would not work!

There were crop fields on both sides of the road, and the car suddenly rushed towards the crop fields below.

At this moment, Zhang Lihua finally realized that someone had indeed made a fuss about their car, and that smell was exactly that of the murderer!

Qiu Fengxiao was also anxious. In the next second, he and his car rushed directly into the crop field!
Chapter completed!