In fact, Gu Chen didn't know what happened to the old man's son? Of course, from the beginning, Gu Chen didn't want to investigate the old man's son.
Gu Chen just wanted to know where the missing Zhang Zhiqiang went? Why did all the clues point to the button of the eagle totem?
But now it seems that this shop is not simple. In order to fulfill his son's wishes, the old man turned this unprofitable button shop into a small museum.
Looking at the white-haired old man who was still sobbing, Gu Chen felt that the greatest sorrow in his life was that he was born in a good era and sold all his family's land in exchange for these dozen houses.
If the law of conservation of energy is followed, then if the old man had to work hard in the first half of his life, he should be able to enjoy peace and happiness in his later years.
This is indeed the case. The family's fields were exchanged for more than a dozen houses, and they now have no worries about food and drink.
But his son has become his biggest weakness, and even his lifelong regret.
After learning the ins and outs of the eagle totem in the wooden box on the second floor, Gu Chen became very polite when speaking to the old man, and persuaded him in a comforting tone:
"Old man, there is no resurrection after death. Your son left, but his buttons stayed here."
"Look, haven't you become a person like your son now?"
"A person like my son?" Listening to Gu Chen's words, the white-haired old man didn't seem to understand.
Seeing this, Lu Weiwei took a step forward and explained with a smile: "What I, Junior Brother Gu, mean is that you take over your son's shop and maintain it according to your son's wishes."
"And all the objects here are the hard work of your son, and they were your son's biggest hobby during his lifetime."
After a pause, Lu Weiwei added: "So, every object here has your son's memory. You have taken over everything about your son. Your son will be happy for you when he knows it."
"I can understand what you mean." After listening to Lu Weiwei's story, the old man sighed heavily and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.
Seeing this, Lu Weiwei quickly reached into her pocket and took it out.
But when he realized that he didn't bring any facial tissue, he looked at Yuan Shasha beside him.
Yuan Shasha immediately understood what Lu Weiwei meant and quickly handed her facial tissue to the white-haired old man: "Old man, wipe your tears."
"Thank you." The old man thanked him and said with sobs:
"Although I don't know how useful this eagle-patterned button in my house is to you? But I definitely can't take this away with you, because it is a relic of my son."
After hearing what the white-haired old man said, Gu Chen hesitated for a few seconds, then took the initiative to step forward and asked:
"Old man, we don't want to embarrass you, but what I want to know is whether the button of this eagle totem has always been placed in the wooden box on the second floor of your house?"
"Yes." Faced with Gu Chen's question, the old man blurted out: "It has always been there."
"Are you sure no one has taken it away?" Officer Wang asked.
The old man just wanted to speak, but he hesitated.
"What? Has anyone taken it away?" Officer Wang saw this and asked quickly.
The white-haired old man frowned and thought, seeming to remember something important.
Seeing everyone waiting so anxiously for the results, the white-haired old man sighed and waved his hands.
Seeing this, Gu Chen quickly asked: "Old man, do you have something to say? It's okay, just say it, we are listening."
"I don't know what to say." He sighed faintly, and the white-haired old man shook his head helplessly:
"I am an old man who likes to be quiet. I was poor in my early years, and then I got the dozen or so houses by selling land, thinking that I could live out my old age peacefully."
"Later, when I had a son later in life, I felt that my son didn't have to go through the ups and downs of life like me."
"Because my family has a strong financial background, even if my son is a waste, I can still make him prosperous throughout his life."
"I was willing to let him do everything he wanted to do, but I didn't expect that he would leave me in the end. Now, I don't want to get involved in these messy things. I just want to spend my old age peacefully."
"Old man, you must know something? Right?" Seeing the old man hesitate to speak, he then said something like this, not wanting to cause trouble.
Officer Wang is not stupid, so he doesn't know what the old man actually knows. He just doesn't want to say it.
"Old man, just say it." Lu Weiwei was almost dying of anxiety. She felt that the old man's son had died, and something was broken.
I don’t want to care about anything, and I don’t want to ask anything.
Just eat and wait to die.
Perhaps because he was annoyed by these policemen, the old man coughed twice and then said slowly:
"Originally I didn't want to say it, but since you are here, I will tell you my own opinion."
"Okay, tell me." Lu Weiwei was about to say, "Sir, you are so long-winded."
But when I looked back, I was afraid of affecting the old man's mood.
After all, the old man is also a person who easily breaks his defenses. He just cried for his son who died a few years ago. Now that you think he is nagging, it will be a big trouble if he doesn't talk back.
Therefore, when Lu Weiwei's words came to her mouth, she still swallowed them forcefully.
The uncle's situation seemed to be much calmer at the moment. He was also lying on his wooden chair, thinking carefully and said:
"Actually, I always feel like there are always some strange things happening at home recently, but I don't know what's wrong?"
"So, I still couldn't figure it out. Until you guys came over tonight, I felt that my previous guess might be right. I might have offended some people."
"In other words, I didn't provoke anyone, but I was passively involved in something."
"Old man, why can't I understand a word of what you said?" Officer Wang listened to the old man's hemming and hawing for a long time. He seemed to have said a lot, but he seemed to have said nothing.
The old man sighed, looked up at Gu Chen, and then said slowly:
"I took over this small place from my son's shop before, so it is not open to the public or open for business. I just treat it as my own home."
"It was only later that the wind stone across the way was thought up by some business genius? Let me tell you, it's all a lie. That stone was made up by them."
"You said the wind stone is fake?" When Officer Wang heard this, he immediately felt like he had been deceived, and he quickly asked:
"How can this be fake? Aren't there many introductions? As for this stone, when the wind blows, it will make some strange noises, and it will roll in various ways, but it will not fall..."
"It's fake, it's all fake." Seeing that Officer Wang really believed this, the white-haired old man quickly explained:
"Actually, it's just an ordinary stone. However, you want to make money and develop tourist attractions. How can you do it without something?"
"You can just make something up if it doesn't matter. As long as it brings traffic, no one cares whether it's true or not?"
With a heavy sigh, the white-haired old man also sighed helplessly: "So, since the stone opposite was commercially hyped by these people, it has become a check-in scenic spot and an Internet celebrity check-in point on the map."
Shaking his head, the white-haired old man also smiled bitterly and said: "Sometimes I really wonder, are the minds of these people who believe it true?"
"Anyway, since this place became a paid scenic spot, there have been more and more tourists coming here."
"It has also brought real profits to many shop owners here."
"But, I don't want to open a store, but this store is the store I bought for my son's original hobby."
"There are also many buttons left over from when my son studied art."
"If I transfer this store now, someone will take it over immediately, but can I transfer it?"
"You can't transfer." Facing the white-haired old man's question, Lu Weiwei quickly agreed.
"Yes, I can't transfer it, and I'm not short of money." The white-haired old man nodded silently and said involuntarily:
"Once everything here is moved away, I will no longer feel the presence of my son."
"How much he loved to make various artistic decorative buttons in this house. Even now, every time I walk into this room, I can feel that my son seems to appear in front of me inadvertently."
"When I walked into the room, he would be in the room, making all kinds of decorative buttons."
With a heavy sigh, the white-haired old man rubbed his face with his hands and said with choked sobs:
"Sometimes, even when I come to the door, I will hear some 'ding-dong-dang' sounds, as if the son who loves art is back and has come to the house again."
"What about the fact? This is all your imagination?" Gu Chen said.
"It's not all an illusion." The white-haired old man shook his head and sighed:
"Just some time ago, I actually heard a movement in the house."
"Out of curiosity, I walked in to take a look and found that the lights in this room were still on, but I clearly remembered that the lights were turned off when I went out to buy groceries."
"No, old man, do you never lock the door when you go out?" Feeling something is wrong? Lu Weiwei also asked curiously.
"Lock the door? Why should I lock the door? What if my son wants to go home one day and he doesn't have the key?" The old man's answer instantly made Lu Weiwei speechless.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
The old man who co-wrote this story is still a bit confused between reality and fiction? Or is it that the old man misses his son so much that his head is starting to feel a little abnormal?
"Old man." Seeing that the old man's thoughts seemed to be heading towards random thoughts, Gu Chen quickly reminded him:
"That is to say, when you usually go out, don't you lock the door here?"
"Uh, it can also be locked." The old man's response was a little slow.
So Gu Chen continued to guide him: "Then when should we lock it? When should we not lock it?"
"You don't lock it during the day, but at night...when I go home and sleep, I lock it." The old man's answer seemed elusive.
Lu Weiwei continued to ask based on the white-haired old man's schedule: "That means you usually like to stay here during the day?"
"Yes." The white-haired old man nodded and said, "There is the breath of a son here. I miss my son."
"Okay." Lu Weiwei sighed and looked at Gu Chen.
Gu Chen continued to ask: "Okay, uncle, let's go back to the previous question. You said that you once went out to buy groceries, but found that when you came back, the lights in the room were on, right?"
"Yes." The white-haired old man nodded in agreement.
"Then who do you think has been here?" Gu Chen said.
However, at this moment, the white-haired old man's thoughts seemed to pause again.
The erratic operation made everyone confused.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Shasha asked softly.
The white-haired old man immediately had a serious expression on his face and tried to remember: "I don't know, I don't know, is my son back home? I always feel like he has been back."
"Because it was almost dinner time when I came back from grocery shopping that day."
"So, it's getting dark, so I feel a little strange."
"Because I rarely turn on that light during the day." As he spoke, the white-haired old man pointed his finger to a location at the entrance of the wooden staircase.
Everyone also followed the old man's gaze and looked over.
"Isn't that the electric light at the entrance of the stairs? Is there any problem?" Officer Wang asked.
"No." Seeing that Officer Wang didn't understand what he meant, the white-haired old man continued to explain:
"I mean, unless his son comes back, he will turn on that light and then walk up the stairs to the second floor."
"Because the light bulb switch is very secret, and most people don't even know where it is."
As he spoke, the white-haired old man stood up and began to walk slowly towards the wooden stairs.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing this, everyone quickly followed behind the old man.
I saw the white-haired old man walking to a wall covered with decorative buckles of animal totems, opening a few holes, and then pressed the switch with his hand.
Following a "buzzing" movement, a light above everyone's heads suddenly turned on after flashing for a few times.
The whole space instantly became brighter.
"Eh? So there are electric lights here too? If I had known there were electric lights here, I would have turned them on earlier to avoid being attacked by the civet cat when I went upstairs just now."
"Were you scratched by my cat?" Looking at the band-aid on the back of Officer Wang's hand, the white-haired old man seemed to understand something?
So Officer Wang quickly defended himself: "Didn't you come in and see where the owner is? I found this place empty, but I also found the stairs to the second floor."
"Out of curiosity, I climbed up to take a look, and then..."
After looking at the people around him, Officer Wang said helplessly to the white-haired old man: "Then he was attacked by your cat."
"That cat is usually quite docile, but what's wrong? It has become very irritable recently." Listening to Officer Wang's story, the white-haired old man said casually.
Lu Weiwei smiled and said: "Isn't it because the civet cat gave birth to a litter of kittens and was afraid that others would take the kittens away, so it became grumpy?"
"I feel that this is excusable. After all, for us, we are all strangers here. If the civet cat smells the smell of strangers, and it is on the second floor in such a dark place, it will definitely be alert.
Yes, isn't it..."
"No." Before Lu Weiwei finished speaking, the white-haired old man waved his hands to deny: "That's not the case."
"Isn't that the case?" Seeing this, Lu Weiwei was also very curious and asked hurriedly:
"It's not like this. What is it like?"
"That civet cat has always been very docile, even when it meets strangers."
"Impossible." Listening to the white-haired old man's story, Officer Wang showed the back of his hand with a band-aid on it and quickly retorted: "I am the best example."
"I just went up to see what was going on, and the cat rushed towards me like crazy, clicking and scratching me."
With a sigh, Officer Wang added: "It's a good thing you didn't scratch my face, otherwise it would really ruin my appearance."
"No, my cat won't attack people." Listening to Lu Weiwei's story just now, and now Officer Wang's story, the white-haired old man still insisted that his cat is very docile.
This made Lu Weiwei and Officer Wang unable to listen.
It feels like the facts are before our eyes. Officer Wang was "injured" on the second floor, but now the old man insists that his cat is very docile.
Yuan Shasha seemed to see the problem, so she quickly asked: "Old man, are you afraid that we will ask you for money for vaccinations, so that's why you say this?"
"Harmful!" Seeing what Yuan Shasha said, the white-haired old man also laughed and quickly explained:
"Little girl, didn't I tell you? My family has more than a dozen houses. I'm not short of money. It's not like I can't afford vaccinations for your injuries."
"Why?" Yuan Shasha still didn't understand.
So the white-haired old man simply explained seriously: "It's been more than a week since my civet cat gave birth to this litter of kittens."
"In the past week, I have occasionally had some neighbors come over to visit me."
"This cat was very gentle when he saw it. He even took the kitten out of the nest and stroked it. It didn't mind. How could it attack you?"
"Well……"
Hearing what the white-haired old man said, Officer Wang suddenly felt that he was offended again.
Because of your injuries, you can’t even find someone to file a lawsuit with?
Seeing Officer Wang's sad face, the white-haired old man quickly said:
"So, if you say that my cat is very ferocious, I will definitely not agree to that. It is not ferocious, it really is not ferocious, and it is very timid."
"But..." Lu Weiwei seemed to feel that something was wrong with this white-haired old man. What he said was always irrelevant, so she quickly said:
"But your cat did scratch my colleague's hand, and we were all at the stairs at the time. We all saw that as soon as my colleague walked into the second floor, he made a violent noise, and then my colleague's hand was scratched.
Got scratched by a cat."
"These are all facts. We did not lie and there is no need to lie."
"I know, that's why I feel weird." Seeing Lu Weiwei's words fall, the white-haired old man quickly explained.
Gu Chen seemed to see the old man's problem, so he quickly said:
"Old man, do you want to say that after you came back from shopping for groceries, you discovered that the light at the stairway was on? To be precise, very few people knew that the light was on, right?"
"Yes, I'm still wondering, who knows the switch here?" the white-haired old man said.
Gu Chen nodded silently and asked again: "Then, do you think your cat is very docile and timid, but attacking humans is abnormal, right?"
"Yes, that's what I want to say, but I didn't express it very well." Seeing Gu Chen express everything he wanted to express, the white-haired old man finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Gu Chen frowned and asked quickly: "That means, from this hidden light switch to your cat hurting people for no reason, are all related to the strange things you encountered?"
Seeing the white-haired old man nodding silently, Gu Chen continued to guide: "Are these strange things related to the buttons of the eagle totem on the second floor?"
"Maybe." Seeing Gu Chen asking this question as if he was peeling off a cocoon, the white-haired old man frowned and took a long time to reply.
"What exactly is going on? Please explain clearly." Lu Weiwei seemed to also feel that the things hidden in the old man's heart seemed a bit strange.
The old man returned to his seat. After sitting down, he also picked up the tea cup and said in retrospect:
"Because of all the abnormalities that day, I felt that someone must be visiting my home, and they were very aware of the various facilities here, as if they were at my own home."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking up at the crowd, the white-haired old man continued to explain: "And there is only one person who can do this, and that is my son."
"Your son?" Listening to the white-haired old man's funny words, Officer Wang chuckled, waved his hand and said:
"Old man, please don't tease me. Didn't you say that? Your son died in love and drowned by jumping into the Huangpu River. How could he come back?"
After thinking about it, Officer Wang looked back at the hidden light switch and asked the white-haired old man:
"Then even if your son comes back, the civet cat upstairs should also be able to feel it."
"Since it can feel the presence of your son, then this civet cat should become more docile. How can it attack people?"
"You are wrong again." As soon as Officer Wang finished speaking, the white-haired old man denied it.
"Did I make a mistake again?" Officer Wang was stunned and said inexplicably: "Where did I go wrong?"
"You don't understand the grudge between my son and this civet cat." Seeing that Officer Wang didn't understand at all, the white-haired old man quickly explained.
"This civet cat in my house came to my house the year my son passed away."
"At that time, my son was still alive, and the civet cat was only a few months old. However, my son hated cats very much. He was scratched by a wild cat when he was a child, so he hated cats very much."
"So, whenever this civet cat wants to get close to my son, my son will kick the civet cat far away without saying a word."
"Do you hate cats so much? You don't have to be so extreme, right?" Lu Weiwei said angrily after hearing that the white-haired old man's son seemed to still have this situation.
But the white-haired old man shook his head: "I can't help it. I have had a shadow since I was a child, so I hate it very much."
"The main reason is that this civet cat is ignorant and likes to make all sorts of noises in the room."
"Sometimes, you go out for a while and leave this civet cat here. When you come back, there are all kinds of buttons all over the floor."
Taking a deep breath and trying to calm down, the white-haired old man quickly said:
"Did you know? Many of the buttons here have their own placement. These are all designed by my son."
"All kinds of buttons are classified into various categories, but this civet cat made these buttons a mess and scattered them all over the floor."
"My son was so angry that he took it out on the civet cat and beat him up."
Sighing softly, the white-haired old man looked at the entrance to the wooden stairs on the second floor. The civet cat with half its head stuck out also sighed and said:
"So, since then, this civet cat's personality has also begun to change, and it has directly come into conflict with my son."
"This person and cat must not meet each other. Normally, this civet cat is gentle and looks very docile and well-behaved."
"But once it met my son, the fur on the cat's body was all fried, and it would also make an aggressive grunt, and it felt like it was about to fight at any time."
"Oh no." Listening to what the old man said, Officer Wang suddenly remembered that when he went up the stairs to check the situation, wasn't he treated like this by this civet cat?
Now listening to what the white-haired old man said, Officer Wang, who always felt that something was wrong, quickly retorted:
"Then when I went up the stairs just now, the cat did this to me, and made me your son?"
"What are you thinking about?" The white-haired old man didn't expect that he could have multiple sons for no reason, and he said angrily:
"These things I told you are all true, so if you say that my cat attacked you, I don't think so."
"Plus this is a secret light switch that usually only my son knows about."
After a pause, the white-haired old man continued to explain: "Besides, my son is such a person. He always likes to do things that others can't understand, and this hidden light switch is the same."
"Only he knows it. Others don't. Even I discovered this secret switch when I was cleaning out my son's belongings and taking over the store."
"So evil?" Listening to the white-haired old man's story, Lu Weiwei couldn't help but take a breath, feeling that the old man's son was a little nervous?
But Gu Chen didn't think so. It was really weird to think that someone could know the location of the secret switch, which meant that someone had sneaked in here before.
Perhaps this was also the reason why the civet cat on the second floor attacked Officer Wang. The civet cat on the second floor seemed to feel the scent of the old man's son again.
But after all, this is his colleague, Police Officer Wang, and he has no connection with the family.
If it were normal, Gu Chen might not be able to do it at all.
But now, everyone has found this place based on clues.
Therefore, you can treat the strange things the old man said as clues.
"Old man." Seeing that the white-haired old man didn't look like he was lying, Gu Chen quickly asked:
"You feel like someone has been to your store, and it's someone who is very familiar with this place, right?"
"Yeah." Faced with Gu Chen's question, the white-haired old man nodded silently.
"Besides that, did you find anything else unusual?"
"Other abnormal situations?" After thinking for a while, the white-haired old man paused briefly, but then quickly waved his hand and said:
"By the way, I always feel like someone is watching me nearby."
"Spying on you?" Hearing this, Gu Chen seemed to have a feeling of déjà vu.
So he quickly asked the white-haired old man: "About when?"
"Within this week?" the white-haired old man said.
Gu Chen thought for a moment and remembered that he had just been at the small window on the second floor and indeed saw a pair of strange eyes on the opposite side paying attention to this place.
So he quickly asked the white-haired old man again: "You think others are watching you, then where do you think the person watching you is specifically?"
"Across the way?" The white-haired old man looked towards the door, but he became thoughtful:
"I don't know what's going on? I always feel like a lot of strange things have happened here recently."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "At the beginning, someone found and turned on the hidden light switch. This is the location of the light switch that only my son knows."
"Also, my civet cat started attacking humans for no reason, which would never have happened before."
With a faint sigh, the white-haired old man continued: "Also, I always feel like someone is watching me, and then, tonight, you policemen suddenly arrived."
Shaking his head, the white-haired old man looked at Gu Chen and continued: "Don't these explain the problem?"
"Indeed." Gu Chen also agreed with the white-haired old man's words, but asked the old man again:
"Old man, let me ask you, is this wooden box containing your son's belongings always placed on the second floor like this?"
"Yes." The white-haired old man nodded silently: "It has always been placed on the second floor like this."
"Isn't the small wooden box locked?" Gu Chen asked again.
"It's not necessary." The white-haired old man waved his hands and said truthfully:
"Who would want something like that? It's not very valuable, it's just a decoration."
Sighing softly and trying to calm down, the white-haired old man also said with emotion:
"If this wasn't a relic left by my son, I wouldn't want to keep it at all."
"But after all, it was the only thing left on my son after his death."
"It can be seen that he is really passionate about that woman. It's a pity that I don't have the ability to let him marry that girl decently."
"It's not your fault." Seeing that the white-haired old man was so uncomfortable, Yuan Shasha quickly comforted him.
The white-haired old man smiled and nodded: "Of course it's not my fault, but I can't understand more and more recent things."
"It feels like this place hasn't been this lively for a long time. It seems like a lot of people are starting to pay attention to my place."
Frowning, the white-haired old man looked towards the door.
At this moment, a strong wind seemed to be blowing outside, and the door, which was ajar, was swaying in the wind.
Gu Chen was once again attracted by the bell above the door, so he quickly asked the white-haired old man for advice:
"By the way, what's the deal with the bell at your door? Why is it arranged like this? It's easy to bump into people following the house."
"You mean that bell?" Seeing Gu Chen suddenly mention it, the white-haired old man also smiled and said:
"This one is called the Soul-Calling Bell, and it has a lot of history."
"Recruit... the soul-recalling bell?" Lu Weiwei's heart skipped a beat when she heard the white-haired old man's words, and she quickly said:
"Uncle, it's so late at night, can we stop telling ghost stories?"
