Chapter 215 The identity of the ghost painting the woman
I heard that Mr. Ye might know the ghost, so I asked him to think about it carefully. After a while, he started shaking his head, saying that he really couldn't remember.
Nangong Fancong said impatiently: "Okay, let's not stay in this room anymore. If we stay here for one more minute, I will get moldy!"
After Nangong Fan said, I nodded. When we were about to leave, Mr. Ye directly pulled my leg and said, "Don't leave me, please take me with you. I can feel that dirty thing."
I'm afraid of you, if you leave, she will definitely come back to me!"
Fang Jie also said to me at this time: "It's a life after all. This is the case you are responsible for. If he is really killed by that ghost, your points will be reduced in this case!"
I then nodded to Mr. Ye and said, "Okay, get up. You can follow us, but everything must be arranged by us. You are not allowed to say anything when I don't want you to speak!"
Mr. Ye nodded.
We left the humid room, and when we got outside, the air felt much more comfortable. I couldn't help but take a breath to get rid of the sticky smell on my body.
The same goes for Nangong Fanxong and Fang Jie.
Naturally, we would not sit in Mr. Ye's car. We took Mr. Ye to our car and let him sit in the passenger seat. Neither Nangong Fanzong nor I wanted to sit in the same row with him.
After getting in the car, we were ready to go to the next location to investigate. The community we were going to next was also on Hehuachi Street. It was a relatively high-end new community.
After arriving here, Fang Jie made another call. This time the person we wanted to contact was Wang Wenyue, a married woman who now works as a full-time housewife at home.
Not long after the call was connected, a woman walked out of the community pushing a stroller. She was dressed exactly as she told Fang Jie on the phone.
Wang Wenyue was more cautious and greeted us after looking at our IDs and then began to introduce the situation.
We also checked Wang Wenyue's situation here and found that there was no evil spirit on her body, which proved that there was no dirty thing in her or around her. It can be seen that she was not entangled in dirty things like Mr. Ye.
The situation introduced by Wang Wenyue was also very simple. After their family received the strange painting, they didn't think anything of it. Instead, they chose to tear it up and throw it away. It was only when her father died that she vaguely discovered that she
The state of her father's death was almost exactly the same as the scene in the painting she tore up and threw away.
She felt weird at first, but then nothing weird happened, and the incident slowly passed. She just thought it was someone else's prank.
As for why her father's death condition was the same as in the painting, she thought so. She felt that most patients who died in the hospital died in a few ways, and the prankster might have chosen one of them to paint her father's appearance.
, nothing more.
After saying this, Wang Wenyue said: "There is nothing complicated about this matter, he is just a prankster."
Next, we chatted with Wang Wenyue for a while, and after confirming that there were no clues, we said goodbye and left.
Next we went to meet a few more people, and the situation was similar to Wang Wenyue's. None of them encountered ghosts, and their conditions were very normal. Although they were a little surprised by the painting, they all thought it was a prank and did not think about ghosts and gods.
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They think so, so we don’t have to explain.
After seeing everyone's stories, we finally locked the clue on Mr. Ye, because all the families who received the paintings are now living a normal life, except for Mr. Ye, who is living a mess and is haunted by ghosts.
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Most importantly, he also received a painting.
That one painting may be the key.
When it came to that painting, Fang Jie had already used tape to re-glue the painting that Mr. Ye had torn apart. After I visited the last family, I decided to go back to Mr. Ye’s residence. Although his
The house smells very musty and damp, but we still have to go there to continue the investigation, because currently only there are clues there.
When we arrived at Mr. Ye's residence again, we cleared a space on the sofa for us to sit down, and then cleared a space on the coffee table to study the painting.
The Yin Qi in that painting is the same as the Yin Qi in this house and Mr. Ye's car. It was probably painted by the female ghost that Mr. Ye had seen.
Thinking of this, I suddenly had an idea and asked Mr. Ye: "Among the people you know who have passed away, are there any who can draw and draw well?"
Mr. Ye thought for a while and said: "Before I got sick, I had a girlfriend who studied painting. But she didn't die. Now she lives a good life. She opened a coffee shop in Zizhong County.
All the paintings were painted by her, and she is quite famous here. She..."
Fang Jie interrupted him and said: "If you are not dead, you don't need to continue talking. My colleague will ask you about the dead person."
Mr. Ye continued to be deep in thought. He suddenly thought of something, then shook his head and said, "No, no, she's not dead either."
After a while, another one came to mind, but he quickly shook his head: "That's not right, that one is a man. He is working in Shenzhen now, and I haven't heard that he is dead."
Mr. Ye was racking his brains to think back. After more than ten minutes, his expression suddenly changed, and then he said: "Could it be her!"
It seemed that he had thought of something.
I asked Mr. Ye who he was, but he didn't talk to me. Instead, he ran to a locked room and rummaged around inside for a while. After a while, he ran out with a photo album and said "whooping, whooping".
Panting for breath, he said: "This photo album was left by my mother. I haven't looked through it in more than ten years. Take a look at this one."
I looked at it, and there was a young woman holding a child, and then there was a woman in red standing on the left.
That woman is very beautiful, especially her big eyes.
Mr. Ye said: "The woman holding the child is my mother, and the woman standing next to her is my aunt Luo Xin. The woman I saw in the car and in my mind is her, my aunt Luo Xin!"
I curiously asked Mr. Ye: "Is she dead?"
Mr. Ye nodded and said: "Yes, I heard from my mother that my aunt majored in art, and her figure paintings are very vivid. In addition, my aunt is beautiful, so she was very popular when she was young, and she is still with us.
Zizhong held an art exhibition, but it was a pity that the beauty died. One time, when her aunt was creating, a fire suddenly broke out in her house for unknown reasons. There were many works of her aunt in that house, so she did not run away immediately, but chose to save her.
My own works, the fire became less and bigger. My aunt didn't even save a single painting, and even risked her own life. I was only three years old that year, and I can't remember anything."
"So my impression of my aunt is just that photo. It's just that I haven't looked at that photo for more than ten years. I didn't think of that woman for a while. No, it was the female ghost. I didn't expect that she was me.
Aunt."
At this point, Mr. Ye was stunned for a moment, and then complained: "My aunt is dead. If she doesn't bless me to get promoted and make a fortune, she wants to harm me. It's really abominable!"
I said: "The really hateful person is you. Think about the things you have done. You are more hateful than a devil. Your mother could have lived, but you spent all the medical money for your own vanity.
Your mother just died, how can your conscience be at ease?"
At this time, Mr. Ye suddenly gasped and said angrily: "Do you think I am willing? Look at what I look like now. I get short of breath all the time. No one is willing to let someone like me work?"
I asked him back: "Is it because no one asked you to work, or do you think the job is too bad and you don't want to go?"
Mr. Ye was stunned for a few seconds and then continued: "It's because God didn't give me a chance. I had such a good job, so I..."
Before he could continue, I couldn't help but slap the coffee table hard. "Pop", the crisp sound made the room quiet down. I became anxious when I heard the man named Ye speak. He only knows
Look for the reasons for blaming others, never look for the problems within yourself.
I said to him: "God won't give you a chance? Think about it carefully, what did you do when you were good at work, eat, drink and have fun? It's not easy for your mother to raise you by herself. You don't know how to repay your kindness and just care about it."
If you don’t cherish the opportunities God gives you for your own enjoyment, why should God continue to give you opportunities?”
"You said God didn't give you a chance, but you never gave yourself a chance. After you got sick, your health got worse, but it wasn't like you couldn't find a job, but did you give yourself a chance? You didn't!"
I don’t know why I said this great truth, but I just said it.
After saying that, I even admired myself a little.
Mr. Ye was speechless after what I said. I don't know whether he was at a loss for words or because his conscience couldn't bear it.
At this time, Fang Jie suddenly said: "My colleague is right. It is not God who does not give you a chance, but yourself. You should reflect on it. But for now, I will still ask you a few questions about your aunt. You
How is the relationship between your aunt and your mother?"
Mr. Ye said: "I heard from my mother that she had a very good relationship with my aunt. My mother's parents, my grandparents, also died very early. My aunt's college tuition was paid by my mother.
So my aunt is also very kind to my mother, very close..."
When Mr. Ye said this, I basically understood why Mr. Ye's aunt was pestering Mr. Ye. She wanted to avenge her sister.
There's just one thing I don't understand: why does she still draw ghost paintings for other people? Is she having some sort of feud with them?
Also, why did she draw nonsense words to her sister!
revenge?
No, it's not revenge, it's not revenge, it's just - repaying a favor!
She painted those paintings not to harm her sister, but to save her sister. She wanted to use that painting to remind Mr. Ye that her sister would die and ask Mr. Ye to pay the hospitalization fee. Unfortunately, Mr. Ye did not receive any payment at all.
The meaning of returning to it, and he didn't feel the slightest grief of losing his mother. There was only one word in his eyes, and that was "money!"
As for the other families who received ghost paintings, we don’t know whether it was a reminder or something else, unless we find Mr. Ye’s aunt and ask clearly what happened. (To be continued)