Before the old man finished speaking, another old lady walked out of the house, grabbed her wife's ears and dragged him back into the house.
"What nonsense are you talking about again.
Old man, you have always suffered the consequences of your life, and you still like to talk nonsense when you see half of it is buried in the soil."
At this time, Liu Changjiang led several police officers out of the crime scene.
"Although the Qian Department didn't say how long they would need to investigate, our colleagues are still waiting to continue the investigation.
Do you think this will work? Give them two hours. After two hours, we will come back and take over.
Of course, please do your best to maintain the integrity of the crime scene."
After giving instructions, Liu Changjiang took the policeman downstairs to smoke.
The four of us walked into the crime scene
The house was already a mess, and almost everything that could be seen was smashed.
There were broken glass, porcelain shards, sawdust and other objects all over the floor, as well as blood spraying everywhere. There was almost no place to stay.
"How can we ensure the integrity of the crime scene?"
Looking at the blood on the ground and the outline of the corpse drawn with chalk, my heart started beating wildly.
Regardless of whether I retire or not, there are two immortals around me, but seeing the blood all over the floor, I still dare not enter the house.
Zhuge Zhengqi and Qiu Beidou didn't care, they walked in close to the wall.
Then I carefully checked here.
Although Doujun Xianguan is not afraid of death, he has never experienced this scene, so he and I were guarding the door.
Just as we were looking into the house, someone behind me tugged at the corner of my clothes.
At two o'clock in the middle of the night, at the door of the crime scene where several people had just died, someone suddenly pulled my clothes from behind.
Without warning, I jumped up in fright.
"Don't make trouble with me! I have a god here - man, you almost scared me to death."
When I turned around, I realized that the person tugging at my clothes was the old man who just said there was a ghost.
He was also startled by my actions. The old man touched my chest and said:
"Young man, you have met a good man.
If I fell to the ground now, I wouldn't be able to get up with thirty-five thousand dollars.
I'm not kidding you anymore, why are you hiding?
I'm here to report to you. What I said about ghosts just now is true.
As you have seen, my family lives next door to Lao Wang's family.
When something happened to their family at night, I heard half of it and saw half of it."
I glanced at the old man and saw that he didn't look insane, so I said to the old man:
"Man, don't talk about feudal superstition.
How can there be any ghosts in this world? - Damn it, if nothing else, you can also take a look at Closer Science, maybe people are watching horror movies at home?"
"Young man, don't underestimate me.
I've lived for sixty-six years, and I was born with a light horoscope. Why haven't I seen this before?
I was pressed into bed by a ghost when I was eleven years old, and it was not until my son got married last year that he was held down.
As long as you go out at night, you will not dare to look out the window during Qingming Festival or July 15th.
Take a look at the ghost mountains and sea of ghosts in the middle of the night.
Others are afraid of ghosts, but I am not.
To put it shamelessly, I have seen more ghosts than you have eaten rice."
At this time, Doujun Xingguan became interested and said to the old man:
"Old friend, don't behave like a child.
Tell me, why is there a ghost in this house?"
“This guy is patient and listens well.”
The old man smiled at Xingguan, and then continued:
"Today, Lao Wang's family of three went out to pick mushrooms early in the morning.
When they took a taxi back in the morning, they were fine.
But when it gets dark at night, things change.
I live next to their house. This guy has no soundproofing. I can hear everything said next to him clearly.
When it got dark, a woman's shouting sound suddenly came from their house.
This woman is definitely not Lao Wang's wife, she has the voice of an old woman.
The kind that screams at the top of your lungs
I don’t know what’s going on, and I didn’t see Lao Wang’s mother coming.
After listening to a few words, this old woman is definitely not a local from Hushan.
The accent is Shandong, not Shandong, Shanxi, not Shanxi.
I lay on the wall of our living room and just listened a few times when the woman’s voice inside changed again.
It became the voice of a little boy, who must be seven or eight years old.
She would cry and laugh at times, shouting at the top of her lungs just like the female ghost.
After calling twice, he changed again and turned into an old man.
In the end, the voices of twenty or thirty people started fighting inside."
While talking, the old man took out a notebook from his pocket.
He put on his reading glasses and read the contents of the notebook, saying:
"From six to eight o'clock in Lao Wang's house, a total of twenty-seven strange voices appeared.
Among them, there are nineteen male voices and seven female voices.
There is also a voice that sounds neither male nor female, maybe the second sister-in-law."
I took the notebook from the old man's hand, and it was filled with notes about his neighbor's house and what happened that night.
I flipped through it, and the first dozen pages also recorded what happened to my neighbor's house in the previous days.
Because I suspected that the above incident was related to tonight's case, I did not return the notebook to the old man.
After putting away the notebook, he said to the old man:
"What do you want me to say about you?
You are sixty-six years old, why are you still doing such a thing?
Wouldn't it be nice to do a square dance or something if you have nothing to do?
Listen to Phoenix Legend's songs and cultivate your sentiments."
The old man regretted taking out the notebook. He smiled and said to me:
"I'm not afraid of your jokes. It's not that I didn't go, I did - and then your aunt captured me.
She had a persecution delusion, saying that I went there just to get the broken shoes.
Why are you telling me this?
I haven't finished talking about what happened to Lao Wang's family yet
When it was almost eleven o'clock, Brother Song, who was across the street, gave up and went over to the door, knocking on the door to ask for some quiet time.
I was lying on the crack of the door and saw it, but I didn't expect it.
The door of Lao Wang's house suddenly opened, and then the boy from their family dragged Lao Song into the house.
Then I heard Brother Song's screams.
I was frightened at the time and hurriedly called the police.
The police are here, I called the police."
Almost as soon as the old man finished speaking, Zhuge Zhengqi walked out of the room.
The old man saw clearly Zhuge's righteous look and said distressedly:
"It's so pitiful that this child has grown like this and yet you dragged him here."
Zhuge Zhengqi was not angry, he smiled stupidly at the old man and said:
“Ganoderma lucidum.
Did the deceased family distribute Ganoderma lucidum to you?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, not expecting that this stupid-looking person would say such a thing, but he still nodded and said:
"Yeah, I took it out in the afternoon and gave me a big plate of Ganoderma lucidum.
But they have a good relationship with Lao Song and gave him a big bundle as a gift."