I made a video call to myself in the middle of the night, and ended up discussing the matter at the police station.
If Lao Xiao hadn't known that Zhong Fakui was an acquaintance with the director of Wangchao Town Police Station, he would have thought that this guy had been arrested.
But the sudden mention of the ghost head pattern from 15 years ago made Lao Xiao feel creepy.
After all, this past event was something Lao Xiao didn't want to mention at all.
The pain of losing his daughter seems to have not healed yet, so Lao Xiao is not sure why the police, Zhong Fakui, and San Gen talked about these past events with him in the middle of the night.
Seeing that Lao Xiao stopped replying, Gu Chen directly took Zhong Fakui's cell phone and said involuntarily:
"Hello, Master Xiao, I am Gu Chen, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Team of Furong Branch. I am looking for you."
"You...you want to find me?" Seeing that Gu Chen was a young policeman, Lao Xiao on the video call also asked weakly:
"Comrade police, I don't know. You came to me at night just because of this ghost head pattern?"
"Yes." Gu Chen spoke calmly and said calmly: "This ghost head, I heard it was a work of your daughter fifteen years ago? Is this true?"
"Yes...yes." Although he was not sure what Gu Chen meant, Lao Xiao still nodded and admitted:
"I remember this work was a work by my daughter during her lifetime. I have also seen it. I always feel that just one look at it can make people's hair stand on end."
"For this reason, I also persuaded my daughter to see a psychiatrist. After all, the paintings of ghosts and ghosts every day are becoming more and more terrifying as they are painted."
"I'm worried that my daughter's psychology will become extremely distorted in the long run..."
After saying this, Lao Xiao also sighed and said with some helplessness: "But, what is supposed to come has come. My daughter's psychology has actually been problematic for a long time."
"Although I also discovered the signs, I did not try my best to dissuade her, which led to my daughter committing suicide by jumping into the river..."
At the end of his speech, Lao Xiao became choked up, as if he couldn't bear to look back on the past.
"Master Xiao." Seeing that Lao Xiao was a little emotional, Gu Chen reminded him.
On the other end of the video call, Lao Xiao also sniffed and said in a bad mood:
"Although my daughter committed suicide, she still has a relationship with her ex-boyfriend. If her ex-boyfriend hadn't moved on to another relationship, I'm afraid this matter wouldn't have happened at all."
"Moreover, if it weren't for the neighbors around me who gossip every day, my daughter wouldn't have gone insane. After all, these people are also accomplices."
"So, after my daughter passed away, I left Wangchao Town and went to work elsewhere. After all, this is a sad place, and I have rarely come back in the past few years."
"That's right." Seeing that Lao Xiao seemed quite emotional, he was still brooding over what happened back then.
Moreover, Gu Chen discovered from a few words of Lao Xiao that although the death of Lao Xiao's daughter was a suicide, in addition to her boyfriend's transference, the gossip in the neighborhood was also an indirect cause of Lao Xiao's daughter's mental breakdown.
Therefore, Gu Chen could only calm down his emotions temporarily and said: "Actually, this world is indeed very interesting. Strange animals are protected, but strange people are ostracized. People who are caught in the confession room are all because of being caught in the confession room.
And repent, and the person who wronged you actually knows better than you how wronged you are."
"Isn't it?" It was also because he felt that Gu Chen was talking about his innermost feelings, so Lao Xiao was willing to reveal his true feelings:
"Those neighbors don't say anything on the surface, but secretly they say bad things about my daughter."
"They clearly knew that my daughter was a victim, but they made all kinds of assumptions, saying that my daughter must have treated her boyfriend badly, so her boyfriend had a different relationship or something."
With a faint sigh, Lao Xiao said helplessly: "Who should I argue with? Sometimes, I really don't know how to defend myself."
"I understand." Seeing that Lao Xiao seemed to be about to cry when he talked about what happened back then, Gu Chen also continued:
"The brave are angry and draw their swords against the stronger; the timid are angry and draw their swords against the weaker."
"Those who couldn't hear the music thought those who were dancing were crazy. Many people thought they were thinking, but in fact, they were just rearranging their prejudices."
"I'm sorry that they can't understand your daughter, but after all, your daughter has been dead for fifteen years, and you should let go of many things."
"After all, when your daughter's ex-boyfriend came to attend your daughter's funeral, didn't you blame him? You also gave him the drawings your daughter had left behind, which shows that you are more generous."
"Haha." When Gu Chen said this, Lao Xiao on the video call couldn't help but laugh twice and shook his head helplessly:
"Then what do you want me to do? The reason why it was like this in the first place is actually, to be honest, there is also my factor in it."
"Your factors?" Hearing what Lao Xiao said, Zhong Fakui also looked confused: "Hey, Lao Xiao, this matter was caused by that bastard boy from beginning to end. What does this have to do with you?
relation?"
After hearing Zhong Fakui's words, Lao Xiao also shook his head, sniffed, and then said slowly:
"Actually, there is something that I have been keeping in my heart for a long time. I just didn't want to admit it at the time, but now that I have thought about it, I think I should say it."
Seeing that Lao Xiao seemed to be hiding something, Lu Weiwei, who had been standing beside Gu Chen, couldn't help but curiously asked him: "Master Xiao, does this matter have anything to do with you?"
"Yes, it has something to do with me too." Master Xiao seemed to be no longer entangled, looking at everyone and said slowly:
"When my daughter graduated, I always wanted her to stay and work in Jiangnan City."
"But her boyfriend is a child from a remote village in Hubei Province. After graduation, he has been working in Hubei Province."
"My daughter wanted to leave home and join her boyfriend, but I refused."
"After all, I am just such a precious daughter. I have raised her so well, and suddenly she has to go far away and not be by my side."
"You said, the world outside is so dangerous, shouldn't I be careful?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! With a heavy sigh, Lao Xiao also choked and said: "So, after hearing my daughter's idea, I firmly opposed it, and her mother's persuasion was useless."
"After all, I'm not very familiar with that kid. Who knows if he will bully my daughter in the future? Will my daughter be wronged?"
"My daughter has been pampered at home since she was a child and cannot endure hardship at all. I am also afraid that she will endure hardship. Therefore, for the sake of my daughter's happiness, I asked her to tell that man."
"Just say, if he really likes my daughter, he will leave Hubei Province and come to Jiangnan City to develop. It's that simple."
"So... so what?" Officer Wang was stunned for a moment, then asked further:
"So the man didn't come over later, right?"
"Harm!" Lao Xiao sighed heavily and said with regret, "Maybe I said something too harsh and destroyed that man's self-confidence."
"Originally, the relationship between the two of them was very good, but later, after my troubles, cracks appeared in their relationship."
"That guy said that the major he studied has room for development in Hubei Province, and he didn't want to come to Jiangnan City."
"In the final analysis, isn't this just an excuse? He just doesn't love my daughter. If he really loved my daughter, he would definitely overcome the difficulties and come to Jiangnan City, but he didn't."
After saying this, Lao Xiao was also out of breath, and seemed to be still very angry about what happened back then.
When Zhong Fakui heard this, he also smiled and said: "Old Xiao, I said you are also serious. That guy, there is room for development in Hubei Province, but you have to let him come to our Jiangnan City?"
"Oh, your daughter is your sweetheart, baby bump, so that guy is not his parents' sweetheart? Baby bump? You are so selfish."
"Yes, I'm just selfish." Lao Xiao seemed to be in a mood and admitted directly:
"I have raised my daughter so big, and she suddenly wants to leave me. I just want her to stay with me. Is it wrong?"
"Besides, I didn't say I wouldn't let her leave. But that guy's attitude made me very disappointed, so for the sake of my daughter, I asked her not to leave Jiangnan City until the guy agreed and was willing to come to Jiangnan City for development."
"But I didn't expect that since then, that young man would actually date other women, and my daughter would find out about it."
"Since then, my daughter's mental state seems to have been stimulated, and her painting style has begun to become darker."
After sniffing and trying to calm down, Lao Xiao added: "In the earliest days, my daughter's paintings were all in a fresh style, which was very healing to look at."
"But the later I got, the more I liked painting those ghosts and gods. It makes people feel scary when they look at them."
"As an adult, I am horrified to see this. If a child sees it, then what's the point? Doesn't it scare the child?"
"And I heard that the publishing house she works with is from overseas, a comic publishing house in an East Asian island country, so I don't agree even more."
With a heavy sigh, Lao Xiao on the video call secretly wiped away his tears at this moment.
Seeing Lao Xiao's mood, he started to go back to fifteen years ago. Gu Chen also returned to the topic and asked him: "Then, has your daughter ever told you about Guitou's creation? What does it mean?"
"What does it mean?" After listening to Gu Chen's words, Lao Xiao recalled it for a few seconds and then said slowly:
"I think I also asked her. After all, this thing looks scary, but she said it was inspired by an activity she participated in when she was in school. What kind of festival is it called?"
"Summer festival?" Lu Weiwei asked.
"Yes, it's a summer festival? It seems to be a festival in an East Asian island country, right?" Lao Xiao said.
Lu Weiwei nodded silently and echoed: "Yes, it is a traditional festival in the East Asian island countries."
"Lu Weiwei, what is this festival about?" Xu Feng, the director of Wangchao Town Police Station, was a little confused. After all, he had never heard of this thing.
Lu Weiwei explained patiently: "Generally speaking, summer festivals are some activities or festivals held in summer. They are also traditional festivals in East Asian island countries. They last from mid-July to late August every year."
"I remember that the 'sacrifice' culture is an important part of the traditional culture of East Asian island countries, and the summer festival can be said to be the traditional cultural activity with the highest public participation in the sacrificial culture of East Asian island countries."
"And on the day of the Summer Festival, local festivals and parades will be held, and private societies will also hold many performances."
"At that time, people would wear beautiful clothes and yukatas, go out to play, buy things, and participate in entertainment activities."
"Then isn't this similar to the temple fair in our country?" Officer Wang felt something familiar the more he listened.
Lu Weiwei nodded fiercely: "Yes, some people say that this is what our country calls garden parties and temple fairs."
"When summer festivals are held in East Asian island countries, surrounding stores will also decorate their stores on this day to carry out various special activities."
"In fact, the original custom of this kind of temple fair originally came from our country, and later spread to the East Asian island countries. Combined with the local culture of the East Asian island countries, there are today's various festival activities, and gradually formed the own national culture of the East Asian island countries.
feature."
"Is that so?" Lao Xiao on the video call was stunned for a moment after hearing what Lu Weiwei said:
"Tell me, how could my daughter draw such weird things? Is her co-authoring influenced by that?"
"And the magazine she works with is also from an East Asian island country. How can we allow such creepy things to appear here?"
After a pause, Lao Xiao added: "My daughter accidentally saw a strange mask after participating in some summer festival."
"The mask looked like a ghost. Someone wore the mask to participate in comic conventions and other festivals, so my daughter was deeply impressed."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Later, because her boyfriend moved on to another woman, she finally had twisted thoughts in her heart. Finally, she couldn't think about it anymore, and she began to reject the people around her."
"Gradually, her works began to form this style featuring ghosts and ghosts."
Taking a deep breath, Lao Xiao added: "But what makes me strange is that I originally thought that no one would like this kind of work of hers."
"But later I discovered that I was completely wrong. Comic magazines in East Asian island countries seemed to be very interested in her works and began to cooperate with her for a long time."
"But……"
After saying this, Lao Xiao's nose became sour and he choked up and said: "But the more you draw this kind of thing, the darker side of your heart will increase."
"After all, if you want to draw the soul out of this style, then obviously, how much hatred do you have to bring to complete this kind of work?"
"It was because of that period that my daughter's psychology became more and more complicated, and she also began to shut herself in her room and become autistic."
"That's it. At first, my wife and I thought it was my daughter who was in a bad mood, but then we heard the police report that a girl had drowned by the river and committed suicide by jumping into the river. They said it might be my daughter."
"So I had an ominous premonition at the time, but later I found out that the woman who jumped into the river was really my daughter. Her mother and I held her body and cried for a long time."
After sniffing, Lao Xiao added: "Since then, I have lost my beloved daughter."
"Harm!" Listening to Lao Xiao's memories, Zhong Fakui also said helplessly: "I say Lao Xiao, if you let your daughter go and let her go find that young man, your grandson might be about to take the college entrance examination now."
"But now, you have lost your daughter forever and have nothing. Why bother?"
"If I had known this would happen, I would have let her leave, but...but..."
At the end, Lao Xiao himself couldn't speak any more.
"But there are no ifs in reality, only results." Gu Chen also answered.
Lao Xiao nodded silently: "Yes, I was also wrong, but regarding the ghost head pattern and painting, I have already given it to that young man, and I have never contacted him again until now."
"If you hadn't called today, I wouldn't have known that this ghost would still appear."
"Then is it possible that this ghost head is not your daughter's original creation? But is it derived from something else?"
"After all, you just said that this may be your daughter. She was attending some summer festival comic show or something. She saw it by chance, right?" Lu Weiwei also put forward her own opinion.
Lao Xiao hesitated for a few seconds and said slowly: "It's unlikely. My daughter likes originality, and this ghost head design has been favored and affirmed by magazines in East Asian island countries."
"So, it should be my daughter's unique work."
"That's weird." When Lao Xiao said this, Gu Chen felt incredible.
Lao Xiao curiously asked Gu Chen: "Officer Gu, you always struggle with this ghost head pattern. What do you want to do?"
"Because this involves a murder case." Gu Chen said.
"Homicide?" Lao Xiao was not sure at first. What was the purpose of the police here looking for him at night?
But when he heard Gu Chen talk about the murder, Lao Xiao was stunned on the spot and asked weakly:
"Comrade police, are you kidding me?"
"I'm not kidding you." Seeing that Lao Xiao still didn't understand the situation, Gu Chen simply explained to him:
"Maybe you don't know yet, but a murder case was discovered in Wangchao Town. The deceased was a middle-aged man from Hubei Province."
"After he came to Wangchao Town, he stayed in a hotel for more than ten days. Originally we thought he was here to participate in the blueberry picking festival."
"But later I discovered that this was not the case at all. He came here to worship. The man who was burned to death at the sponge factory in Wangchao Town 15 years ago was said to be a wandering artist from the other side of Hubei Province."
When he heard the words "E Province", "Wandering Artist" and "15 years ago", Lao Xiao's thoughts were rolling rapidly. He quickly remembered the fire that happened 15 years ago, so he quickly replied:
"That's right, the fire happened at the sponge factory in Wangchao Town, and I heard that it burned to death a homeless man from Hubei Province."
"This happened 15 years ago, and I heard that the body was buried in the mountains near Wangchao Town."
"Yes." Seeing that Lao Xiao also knew about this, Lu Weiwei quickly agreed:
"But this middle-aged man who came to Wangchao Town went to the mountain to worship the man who was burned to death for more than ten days in a row, leaving early and returning late every day."
"Everyone doesn't know what's going on? Moreover, we are currently investigating another case. We also noticed this strange character and wanted to investigate it."
"But while we were looking for this man, we found that he was poisoned to death in the ancient temple in the mountains."
"What? Poisoned to death?" Hearing what Lu Weiwei said, Lao Xiao frowned slightly and seemed to become nervous.
Gu Chen continued: "Then we went to find the grave that had been buried for 15 years and dug it up to confirm the relationship between the man who was burned to death 15 years ago and the man now.
What are the differences?”
"But we unexpectedly discovered that the coffin was empty."
"Empty?" Hearing this, Lao Xiao couldn't help but be stunned.
Gu Chen nodded fiercely: "Not only is it empty, but the ghost head pattern is also painted on the side of the coffin."
"Moreover, this is not there from the beginning, but the latest one."
"Also, we found a piece of bamboo 200 meters away from the tomb."
"And this piece of bamboo has the same pattern painted on it."
"You mean... there is also that ghost head pattern on the bamboo slices?" Lao Xiao seemed to understand the meaning.
Gu Chen nodded silently: "Yes, so we also heard from Boss Zhong that he had seen this pattern and concluded that it was your daughter's work back then."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Therefore, we decided to find you late at night to understand the situation."
"I understand." After hearing Gu Chen's explanation, Lao Xiao nodded slowly, but said helplessly:
"But comrade police, the original manuscript of that work was taken away by my daughter's ex-boyfriend after attending the funeral and is not with me."
"Moreover, why did that man only choose the work of taking away the ghost head among the many drawings? I don't understand it very well."
"But from his expression, I seemed to see a kind of demonic confusion."
"Mo Zheng?" Officer Wang was a little confused and asked: "Master Xiao, what do you mean by Mo Zheng?"
"Well, I can't tell you exactly. It's the kind of expression that starts to become a little distorted as soon as you see this painting."
"After all, these paintings are creepy to look at. I don't like these works, and I don't want my daughter's works to be buried with her."
"So, I originally wanted to wait until the funeral was over and then throw all these things into the trash can."
"I didn't expect that my daughter's ex-boyfriend would take the initiative to find me and explain to me that he wanted to take the painting away and keep it as a memory."
"After all, after my daughter was sent to the crematorium and burned to ashes, my daughter will no longer be seen in this world..."
After sniffing, Lao Xiao also choked and said: "So, seeing that he still has some conscience and at least came to attend my daughter's funeral, I felt soft and gave him the painting of Ghost Head."
"Then when he took the drawing paper away, did he say anything to you?" Director Xu Feng asked.
"This...let me think about it." After all, it was the past 15 years, and Lao Xiao doesn't seem to remember clearly now.
But after waiting for a long time, he slowly said: "He seemed to say that he would take good care of this work or something."
"I originally planned to throw this away, but now someone has found a treasure and wants to take it away, so I will let him take it away. There is no nostalgia for it."
"So, I think this painting should still be in the hands of my daughter's ex-boyfriend."
"Then can you still contact him now?" Lu Weiwei said.
Lao Xiao shook his head: "I don't know. After all, although I kept that phone number, I never contacted him."
"Also, that guy never contacted me, so I don't know if I can still contact him?"
After hearing what Lao Xiao said, Gu Chen also came closer and said meaningfully:
"Master Xiao, this incident seems to be related to your daughter's legacy. Therefore, we would like to ask you to help contact your daughter's ex-boyfriend to see if he knows anything? Is that okay?
"
"this……"
When Gu Chen said this, Lao Xiao seemed a little embarrassed.
Seeing this, director Xu Feng also urged: "I said, Lao Xiao, what can't you do to save face? After all, it's just a phone call. If you don't want to call, then hand over the phone and we'll call. What do you think?
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"Okay... okay." Seeing that everyone didn't need to dial the number themselves, Lao Xiao reminded him:
"Wait a minute, I'll check it out."
"Okay, we're not in a hurry." Gu Chen said comfortingly.
After a period of confusion, Lao Xiao finally found the person's contact number in his address book, and quickly reported it to everyone.
Director Xu Feng also took out a pen and paper, quickly recorded, and then asked: "What is this guy's name?"
"My name is Zhang Liang." Lao Xiao said.
"Zhang Liang? The 'Liang' of Dongliang?" Xu Feng asked again.
"Yes, it is the 'Liang' of Dongliang." Lao Xiao said.
After Xu Feng finished writing, he directly picked up the phone on his desk and dialed.
The phone beeped, but after everyone waited for a long time, the call on the other end was not connected.
But Xu Feng did not give up and continued to dial the number for the second time.
This time, the phone still beeped differently, but no one answered the call.
On the other end of the video call, Lao Xiao was also paying close attention to various activities in the Wangchao Town Police Station. He especially wanted to see how this person he had not seen for 15 years was doing now.
After all, it was because of him that his daughter chose to commit suicide by jumping into the river.
If this guy has a good life, then Lao Xiao will be sad.
But if this guy has a bad life, then Lao Xiao will also be sad.
Just when everyone was about to hang up the phone again, there was a sudden connection sound on the other end.
"Hello? Who is that?" came the response from a middle-aged man on the phone.
"Excuse me, are you Zhang Liang?" Xu Feng clicked on the speakerphone and said.
"That's right, I'm Zhang Liang, who are you?" The man named Zhang Liang also asked curiously on the phone.
Xu Feng calmed down and then continued: "I am Xu Feng, director of Wangchao Town Police Station, Furong Branch, Jiangnan City."
"Xu Feng? Wangchao Town?" It seemed that these names were a little unfamiliar. Zhang Liang on the phone also asked curiously:
"Are you guys liars? I've seen many calls like this. I have nothing to do with Jiangnan City."
Seeing that Zhang Liang seemed likely to hang up the phone, Xu Feng quickly said: "Then do you still remember that your ex-girlfriend committed suicide by jumping into the river for you?"
Hearing this incident suddenly, Zhang Liang on the other end of the phone was obviously emotionally flustered.
After a while, Zhang Liang replied: "Just wait for me."
Soon, everyone heard a movement on the other end of the phone, which seemed to be walking.
Not long after, Zhang Liang said again: "You said you are the director of the Wangchao Town Police Station of Furong Branch, Jiangnan City. How did you get my phone number?"
"Your ex-girlfriend's father told us." Xu Feng said.
"Him? Why did he tell you my phone number? Are you really the police? I haven't had contact with him for more than ten years. How is that possible?"
Hearing Zhang Liang's tone, he seemed to doubt everyone's identity, so when he communicated with everyone, Zhang Liang on the other end seemed to be on all kinds of alerts.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xu Feng was also a little helpless, and then he glanced at Lao Xiao in the video on Zhong Fakui's mobile phone and said:
"Old Xiao, how about you say a few words to him?"
After Xu Feng finished speaking, Zhong Fakui immediately took the mobile phone to the landline.
Although Lao Xiao in the video was helpless, he still said helplessly: "Zhang Liang, do you recognize me?"
"Uncle...Uncle?" Hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Liang on the other end of the phone seemed to become polite immediately:
"Are you really an uncle? Did you really give this phone number to the police?"
"Yes, I gave it to you." Lao Xiao spoke with emotion, as if he was still brooding over what happened back then.
Zhang Liang, who was on the other end of the phone, said cautiously at this moment: "Uncle...Uncle, I am really sorry for your daughter's death, but it has been more than ten years since this happened, and we all have our own lives.
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"Moreover, I also knelt down for you and your elders back then, and you and your elders also forgave me, but today, why did you contact the police to find me again? Do you still think that I deserve to pay for your daughter's death with my life?"
"What did you say? Did I say that?" He also said this when he saw Zhang Liang on the phone.
Lao Xiao, who was already sulking, suddenly said angrily: "It was the police who found me and asked me to contact you."
"Otherwise, why would I contact you? Really."
At the end of the sentence, Lao Xiao also started to have various thoughts.
When Zhang Liang heard this, he also asked weakly: "So...so, what is the matter with the police looking for me?"
"Zhang Liang, right?" I also saw Zhang Liang on the phone. I still can't figure out why the police in Jiangnan City suddenly found me at night.
So Gu Chen introduced himself: "I am Gu Chen, captain of the criminal investigation team of Furong Branch, Jiangnan City."
"Gu...Hello, Captain Gu." When he heard the words Captain of the Criminal Investigation Team, Zhang Liang suddenly seemed particularly polite: "Do you have anything to do with me?"
"When you came to attend the funeral of your ex-girlfriend, did you take away something from your ex-girlfriend? Do you still remember?" Gu Chen asked.
"Things you took away?" After hearing what Gu Chen said, Zhang Liang seemed to be deep in thought.
But after a while, Zhang Liang immediately replied: "I remember that I seemed to have taken away a drawing of my ex-girlfriend."
"Yes, that's it." Gu Chen said.
Zhang Liang was a little puzzled: "But that's just a painting. Why do you ask?"
After all, 15 years had passed, but the police suddenly asked about the painting, which inevitably made people unable to turn around.
So Zhang Liang's curiosity is normal.
Gu Chenyi asked him righteously: "Do you still remember what that painting is?"
"What is it? It's... it's a ghost head pattern." Zhang Liang said.
"Is this painting still with you now?" Gu Chen asked again.
"This... seems to be here, right? But, as you know, I already have my own family. I can only keep these things of my ex-girlfriend as a memory, so I secretly keep them in the basement."
"When my wife asked, she said it was a gift from a friend, but because the ghost head was too scary and I was afraid of scaring my lover, I kept the painting sealed."
After thinking for a while, Zhang Liang asked again: "But, does this have anything to do with you guys looking for me?"
"Let me tell you this." Seeing that Zhang Liang was easy to communicate with, Gu Chen also said frankly:
"We have a man from Hubei Province here in Wangchao Town, Jiangnan City. He has booked a room in a hotel in Wangchao Town for more than ten days."
"However, every day he leaves early and returns late, he goes to a wild grave on the mountain to worship."
"This wild grave is the grave of someone who was burned to death in a sponge factory due to a fire 15 years ago."
"This person has been playing the erhu to beg for a living, but because the weather was too cold, he hid in the sponge factory warehouse in Wangchao Town to sleep. As a result, he was burned to death in a fire. His identity is still unknown."
"As for us, we have been burying him at the back hill of Wangchao Town."
After a pause, Gu Chen continued: "But this worshiper from Hubei Province was also poisoned today, and the body in the wild grave was also missing."
"Also, we found a ghost head pattern that was painted on the side of the coffin recently."
"I also picked up a small piece of bamboo 200 meters away from the coffin, and the bamboo piece also had this ghost head pattern painted on it."
"So...so, the ghost head pattern you are talking about, could it be...could it be the pattern on my ex-girlfriend's painting, right?"
After hearing Gu Chen's explanation, Zhang Liang seemed to have guessed the meaning.
Gu Chen nodded silently and admitted proactively: "Yes, it's the ghost head pattern."
"From this point of view, we have verified the people who saw the painting and also contacted your ex-girlfriend's father."
"We also got verification from him that this is your ex-girlfriend's original painting Guitou."
"No...impossible? How is this possible?" Hearing Gu Chen's words, Zhang Liang looked a little impatient.
Gu Chen asked again: "What's wrong? What do you want to say?"
"That painting, that painting, actually..."
After saying this, the man seemed a little panicked.
Gu Chen frowned slightly and asked, "What is it actually? Please make it clear."
"I...I don't know, this...maybe has nothing to do with me."
"How come it has nothing to do with you?" After hearing what Zhang Liang said, Lao Xiao suddenly said angrily:
"You came to attend my daughter's funeral. Before you left, you told me personally that you wanted to take away my daughter's painting of Ghost Head and leave it in your thoughts. Have you forgotten?"
Seeing that the other end of the phone was silent and seemed a little afraid of himself, Lao Xiao said again: "You also said that you would preserve that work well. This is what you said."
"And you just said that you were afraid that your wife and children would be scared after seeing it, so you secretly sealed the work in the basement. You also said that it was a gift from a friend. Isn't this what you just said?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "But since you have sealed my daughter's legacy in the basement, no one should see it."
"Now the ghost head pattern originally created by my daughter suddenly appeared in our Wangchao Town in Jiangnan City. Do you dare to say that this matter has nothing to do with you?"
"No...no, uncle, that's not what happened."
"What does it mean if it's not like this? Please explain clearly." Faced with Zhang Liang's various explanations, Lao Xiao seemed to be angry.
Yes, his daughter's relics were originally given to Zhang Liang for safekeeping, and Zhang Liang personally admitted that he would take good care of them.
But now, this kind of ghost head pattern suddenly appeared in Wangchao Town, and it was also involved in a murder case.
A man from Hubei Province was suddenly poisoned to death, while the body of another, who had been dead for more than 15 years, disappeared.
This made Lao Xiao himself feel a bit scary.
But when I asked about my daughter's ex-boyfriend, her words were hesitant.
Lao Xiao knew there must be a problem here as soon as he heard it.
After being scolded by Lao Xiao, Zhang Liang on the other end of the phone also sighed and said with some helplessness:
"Uncle, it's... it's my fault. There is something I should make clear to you. I..."
"What are you? Why are you so hesitant in speaking?"
It also felt like Liang was hiding something, and Lao Xiao also shouted angrily.
Zhang Liang is even more timid now, but now he is involved in a murder case, and the police from the criminal investigation team have also found him.
Obviously, if you don't explain some things clearly, you may have to get involved yourself.
So after Zhang Liang struggled repeatedly in his heart, he slowly said: "Okay, this matter... is all my fault. I shouldn't have hidden it from you. In fact... in fact, your daughter's painting is no longer with me."
"What did you say? Not with you?" Upon hearing this, Lao Xiao on the video call also stared and said to the phone:
"Not here? Where is it? Why does the ghost head pattern appear on other people's coffins?"
"Uncle, don't be anxious. It's not good for your health to be anxious." Seeing that Lao Xiao was really anxious, Zhang Liang calmed down briefly and gave Lao Xiao a vaccination before he said with some shame:
"Actually, actually, I...I have sold your daughter's painting to someone else."
"What? Sold?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Weiwei, Officer Wang, Xu Feng and Zhong Fakui who were present also said the same thing, which was incredible.
Gu Chen was not surprised at all, but was very calm.
Look at Lao Xiao in the video on Zhong Fakui's mobile phone. At this time, Lao Xiao seemed to be stunned by these words. He was stunned and speechless for a moment.
However, Zhang Liang's reply came from the landline phone at this time: "Uncle, I know I am wrong about this, but I also had my reasons at the beginning. Don't be angry, or you can scold me a few words, but don't
Don’t you want to speak?”
"What else can I say?" Lao Xiao was extremely disappointed at this moment, tears began to flow out uncontrollably, and he said with choked sobs:
"My daughter trusted you so much. You were with another woman. She jumped into the river and committed suicide. You came to attend her funeral in person. OK, I forgive you."
"You said you wanted to keep a painting from her as a memory. Okay, I agree with you taking that painting away."
"But you promised that you would keep that painting well, but you...but what did you do?"
At the end of the sentence, Lao Xiao cried.
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