Chapter 103 The three of them, from the same hospital
Because there was a new neighbor, Chu Ping didn't sleep well at all that night. He always felt that the head would sneak out of the closet while he was asleep, and then keep whispering in his ear.
Go home.
When Chu Ping woke up, it was already broad daylight. When Chu Ping opened the cabinet door and saw the man's head still there, his heart finally sank.
"When I opened the cabinet, I saw a human head there. This scene is quite scary. If outsiders saw it, they would be scared to death."
Chu Ping arranged a separate compartment for the head in the closet.
"You will live here from now on. Don't run around. When I feel better, I can take you out for a walk."
The man's head remained unmoved, his eyes were closed tightly, and he ignored Chu Ping at all.
Chu Ping didn't care about the impolite behavior of the human head, he just put it away carefully.
"I will call you A Tou from now on. If you don't say anything, it will be regarded as your acquiescence."
Chu Ping waited there for a second and found that the head was still unresponsive, so Chu Ping happily closed the cabinet door.
The bedroom door opened, and Old Xie Tou had already left here.
"This old Xie Tou, every time he sees me, he wants to see the god of plague. Thanks to me for saving his life yesterday, he left without even saying hello. Hey, his old shabby robe is still here. Do you want to
When will I return it to him?"
When Chu Ping was about to clean up the sofa, he saw a piece of paper and a yellow charm on the armrest of the sofa.
The handwriting on the paper was like a sharp sword thrust into the clouds, and the yellow talisman was crookedly painted with some symbols that Chu Ping could not understand.
"Lao Xie Tou's handwriting is very good."
Chu Ping sighed and then carefully read the contents on the paper.
"Boy, thank you for saving my life last night. Here is a yellow talisman. You'd better take it with you. I hope that when I see you next time, it's better not to see you again. We will see each other indefinitely."
Chu Ping picked up the yellow talisman on the side and stuffed it into his jacket pocket.
“It’s always good to have more things to defend yourself with.”
Nothing happened today. After Chu Ping had a simple breakfast, he sorted out the events of the past few days and recorded them in the computer.
"What is that weird ringtone? Why is it on the 405 bus and in Sister Xu's diary?"
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Chu Ping looked at the information he had compiled and frowned.
"Also, who called the interview at No. 44 Xingfu Road, and what was his purpose?"
During the interview at No. 44 Xingfu Road, when he saw Lao Xie’s business card appearing on the interviewer’s desk, Chu Ping had this question in his mind. It was obvious that the interview call should have been made to Lao Xie.
, but the old Xie who appeared there was the strange existence that ran out from the second floor of Building 44, which made the whole thing even more confusing.
"It seems that there is an invisible hand pushing this matter forward, as if it is deliberately letting me know about the existence of the Weird Tales Association, and deliberately guiding me to join the Weird Tales Association. Is there something there that I need to know?"
Chu Ping rubbed his swollen head, and then turned off the computer. Now he was like an adventurer moving forward in the fog. The further he went, the more fog he would find.
Chu Ping knew that now was not the time to be anxious.
"There is also the young man named Mu Ai. Sister Xu said that the crazy woman in room 0208 is related to this Mu Ai, so she asked me to be careful, and Mu Ai seems to be the president of the Weird Tales Association...
Could it be that the person behind all this is this young man named Mu Ai?"
Chu Ping shook his head to clear away the distracting thoughts in his mind.
“Start where it’s easiest to get started.”
Chu Ping took out his mobile phone and dialed Han Sanpin's number.
"Chu Ping? What happened again?"
When Han Sanpin saw the call from Chu Ping, he thought he had encountered another danger.
There is no way, who makes the cases that the police station has been busy with in the past two days all related to him.
"It's okay, it's okay," Chu Ping was afraid that Han Sanpin would be anxious, so he hurriedly explained, "I have nothing to do, I just want my third uncle to help me check someone out."
"Check someone? Who?"
"Third uncle, do you remember the female body found in the unfinished building five years ago?"
Han Sanpin had told Chu Ping before about the discovery of Xu Xia's body in an unfinished building. Chu Ping clearly remembered that Han Sanpin told him at that time that Xu Xia's husband, who was a teacher at the Provincial Medical College, was still alive.
"Well, remember, that case has been closed a long time ago, what else do you want to investigate?"
Relying on his intuition as a policeman for many years, Han Sanpin heard Chu Ping mention
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When I was building an unfinished building, I thought of that case.
"I want to find out where the woman's husband is now."
"Why are you checking him?" There was a hint of doubt in Han Sanpin's voice, "What on earth is your kid doing recently? First you asked me to check on Mu Ai, and this time you asked me to check on that woman's husband. Could it be that these two
Is there any connection between them?"
Chu Ping was surprised for a while.
"As expected of a veteran detective, there may be a connection between the two of them, but we can only find out the whereabouts of the husband who found the body of the woman in the unfinished building."
Han Sanpin hesitated for a while, and then said to Chu Ping: "Wait for me for a while, I will make a call."
After hanging up the phone, Chu Ping began to think about what Han Sanpin had just said.
"The connection between Duan Peng and Mu Ai..."
Chu Ping's eyes fell on the reddish-brown diary.
"As for the connection, they should have some relationship with Sister Xu. One is her husband and the other knows each other. But is there any necessary connection?"
Chu Ping felt that he had fallen into an infinite loop of blind spots again.
Half an hour later, Han Sanpin called again.
"Uncle Third, have you found it?"
Chu Ping's tone sounded very anxious.
"Well, I found it," Han Sanpin hesitated, "Maybe I really deceived you."
Chu Ping took a breath of cold air.
"Are they really related?"
"Well, the female corpse's husband is called Duan Peng, and he is an associate professor at the Provincial Medical College. After his wife was killed five years ago, he went crazy."
"crazy?"
Chu Ping really didn't expect Duan Peng's ending.
"Well, crazy."
"What does this have to do with Mu Ai..."
Chu Ping's words stopped abruptly. He remembered another thing Han Sanpin said to him in the police station. Mu Ai was a patient in the Eastern Suburb Mental Hospital.
"Where was Duan Peng sent after he went crazy?"
Chu Ping was not sure of his guess.
"Sent to Dongjiao Mental Hospital. On the other hand, Duan Peng, Mu Ai and the crazy woman Lu Ke from last night are all patients."
Chu Ping took a breath of cold air. He vaguely felt that there seemed to be a big secret hidden in the Eastern Suburb Mental Hospital.
