Fang Ming glanced at the corners on both sides of the road, then looked back after a while, without saying anything, indicating to continue moving forward.
In the interrogation room of the criminal police team, Fang Ming met the tombkeeper.
It was a man with a stooped figure. The indoor light shone on him, but because the other man lowered his head, Fang Ming could not see his face.
"His name is Zhang Fu. He is forty-six years old, single and divorced, from Henan. He has worked at the Beishan Cemetery in the Magic City for twenty-two years..."
Ouyang Xueqing was reading the information about the tombkeeper beside Fang Ming, but Fang Ming waved his hand, indicating that he wanted to go in and chat with him.
"no problem."
Cao Liang agreed, but due to procedural reasons, he and Ouyang Xueqing had to accompany him.
The door of the interrogation room opened, but Zhang Fu seemed not to hear anything and still lowered his head.
"Zhang Fu, I hope you can honestly explain the problem."
The main work of the interrogation was done by Ouyang Xueqing. After all, the interrogation room was monitored by cameras. After these words, Zhang Fu raised his head, and Fang Ming also saw Zhang Fu's face clearly, and his expression changed slightly.
trembling.
It was a face that could be said to be very terrifying. The entire left cheek was completely burned, and the wound extended all the way to the left ear. The scars were shocking and made people feel chilly.
With a face like this, if he walked into a kindergarten, he would probably scare a lot of children to tears.
"Zhang Fu, the forensic doctor has already examined the cause of the child's death. He was strangled to death. And on the child's neck, we found your fingerprints. Even if you refuse to admit it, it is useless. Witnesses and physical evidence
Yes, if you continue to resist like this, it will only increase the final punishment."
Ouyang Xueqing looked at Zhang Fu. Zhang Fu's eyes dodge slightly, but he still lowered his head, "I didn't kill him."
"You are the only gravekeeper in the entire cemetery, and you appear next to the corpse again. There are still your fingerprints on the corpse. Zhang Fu, stop making excuses."
Bang!
Ouyang Xueqing slammed the notebook in her hand on the table. She had already determined in her heart that Zhang Fu was the murderer, and she could not tolerate such a murderer who brutally killed children.
"Officer Ouyang, don't worry."
Fang Ming interrupted Ouyang Xueqing and looked at Zhang Fu, "Mr. Zhang, can you tell me why you chose to be a tomb guard?"
Zhang Fu raised his head and glanced at Fang Ming, seemingly a little surprised, because in the three days since he was brought to the criminal police team, no policeman had asked him this question.
"My face makes people scared when they see it, so they can only see ghosts."
Zhang Fu's voice was soft and slow, but the words he spoke were full of vicissitudes of life.
It is almost impossible for a disfigured person to find a normal job in this society, especially if his entire face is destroyed and his entire face is so hideous, only those who have died in the cemetery
I won't dislike him anymore.
However, Fang Ming caught the key point from Zhang Fu's words and gave Cao Liang a look. Cao Liang also expressed his understanding and nodded while the camera was in front of him, and the lights of the entire camera dimmed.
.
"Mr. Zhang, have you seen ghosts?" Fang Ming asked curiously.
"ghost……"
Zhang Fu seemed to be lost in thought. After a while, the burned dead flesh on the ferocious face suddenly shook, "Of course I have seen it."
"Oh, I'm a little curious about ghosts. Mr. Zhang, can you tell me what kind of ghosts you see? And aren't you afraid of ghosts?"
"There's nothing to be afraid of ghosts. If you don't harm them, they won't harm you. However, some people are scarier than ghosts. Even if you don't harm them, they will harm you."
Zhang Fu showed a sarcastic smile, but it was okay if he didn't smile. When he smiled, it was even more terrifying. Ouyang Xueqing resisted the vomiting in her heart and began to record the chat history between Fang Ming and Zhang Fu in her notebook.
"What kind of work does Mr. Zhang do in the cemetery on weekdays?" Fang Ming changed the topic.
"Sweep someone's grave and guard the cemetery."
Zhang Fu's job is very simple. His usual job is to guard the cemetery. But sometimes the family members of the deceased may not be able to come to pay homage due to some reasons, so they ask him to help sweep the tombs, through which he can also earn money.
A hard-earned fee.
"I understand, thank you Mr. Zhang."
Fang Ming stood up. He had almost finished asking the questions and had already made up his mind about the answers.
"Fang Ming, how are you? Is this Fu controlling these ghosts to take revenge?" Ouyang Xueqing asked impatiently as soon as she walked out of the interrogation door.
"Although Zhang Fu has quite a lot of yin energy, he is just an ordinary person and does not have the ability to control ghosts. The yin energy in him is only acquired from being in the cemetery for a long time."
"It wasn't Zhang Fu who did it. What's going on? Is there someone else at work, or does Zhang Fu have an accomplice?"
Han Qiaoqiao looked suspicious. In her opinion, Zhang Fu met this condition, both in terms of time and identity.
"Let's go, take me to the cemetery. Well, take Zhang Fu with you by the way."
Fang Ming did not explain too much and signaled Cao Liang and Ouyang Xueqing to take him to the cemetery again. At the same time, the members of Cao Liang's team also rushed to the cemetery at Fang Ming's request.
Dahua Cemetery.
There is a cemetery on the outskirts of Magic City, which is also the cemetery where Zhang Fu works.
Different from the gloomy view that many people imagine, the greening of the current cemetery is very good. If it weren't for the numerous tombstones, it would be almost like a park.
The summer wind blows, adding a touch of coolness.
"Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Fang, an expert."
When Luo Cenlong was captured, many of Cao Liang's team members had seen Fang Ming, but they didn't think much about it. However, when they heard their captain's words and thought about what happened to them, their expressions changed.
Get weird.
"You met a female ghost, right? How old is she?"
"What you encountered was the ghost of a child. Well, was it a boy or a girl?"
…
Fang Ming recorded all the ages and appearance characteristics of the ghosts encountered by these team members. As for Zhang Fu, he was still handcuffed in the car.
"Zhang Fu, is there an old man in your cemetery, probably in his eighties, um, with a hemorrhoid between his eyebrows. There is also a little girl..."
After taking Zhang Fu out of the car, Fang Ming asked Zhang Fu about the images of ghosts described by the team members, and Zhang Fu answered them all.
Inside the cemetery, a tombstone has a black-and-white photo of an old man with a mole between his eyebrows.
Likewise, the little girl and the female ghost found the corresponding tombs.
Cao Liang's team members who were following Fang Ming and Zhang Fu saw these black and white photos and thought about what they had experienced in the past few days. Their faces showed horror, fearing that these ghosts would crawl out of the tombstones next moment.
Thirteen mausoleums, no more than one.
"What was the cause of death of this little girl?" Fang Ming asked, pointing to the tombstone with the little girl's photo on it.
"He was hit and killed by a car. The driver hit and run. He has not been caught yet."
"What about this old man?"
"I heard that he had a heart attack due to a quarrel with his daughter-in-law and died without resuscitation."
Zhang Furu counted treasures from his family as if these deceased were his friends during his lifetime. In fact, he knew how all the tomb owners in the entire cemetery died.
"So I say, sometimes ghosts are not scary. What is more scary than ghosts is the human heart."
Zhang Fu grinned at Fang Ming, but this smile was too eerie. With the environment of the cemetery, Ouyang Xueqing couldn't help but shudder.
"Why did you touch the child's body?"
"He died in such an unclean manner. If we don't tidy him up, he will only look like this when the time comes."
Fang Ming didn't ask any more questions. He already knew most of what happened. Zhang Fu was indeed wrongly accused.
"Mr. Zhang usually pays great attention to cleaning the tombs. I see that there are many old tombstones here, and there is no moss on them."
Dahua Cemetery has been in existence for almost fifty years, which means that the oldest tomb owners buried here have been dead for more than fifty years, and some even moved their tombs from the old place at the foot of the mountain.
More distant.
Once some tombstones are more than ten years old, they will leave traces of moss after being exposed to wind and sun. Even if they are regularly taken care of, the tombstones will still appear green. Of course, green tombstones are not necessarily a bad thing.
"It's okay. I can't go out like this. I'm afraid of scaring other people, so I often take care of these tombstones. There are more than 500 tombs in the entire cemetery, and 60 of them no longer have relatives coming to pay their respects.
There are also about a hundred tombs whose descendants only visit once every few years."
"This person will be lonely after death. As for me, I will spend more time with them."
"Very good." Fang Ming nodded, "How about Mr. Zhang prepares a table and let me have a drink with Mr. Fang's friends today."
Zhang Fu glanced at Fang Ming in surprise, "Mr. Fang, aren't you afraid?"
"Didn't Mr. Zhang say that ghosts are not scary? And with Mr. Zhang here, I don't think your friends will do anything to me."
Fang Ming smiled, Zhang Fu said nothing more, turned around and walked towards where he lived. Ouyang Xueqing at the side wanted to say something, but was stopped by Fang Ming's eyes.
"Zhang Fu is not a murderer. Someone else killed the child. You have arrested the wrong person."
After seeing Zhang Fu leave, Fang Ming looked at Cao Liang's team members and said, "The reason why you are attacked by ghosts is very simple. These ghosts live in this mausoleum, and they all stay here for different reasons.
The earthly world cannot go to the underworld."
"These ghosts are actually poor ghosts. Those family members and relatives did not come to visit their graves, so they can only rely on Zhang Fu to burn some paper money as tribute. You have arrested Zhang Fu, and no one will sweep their graves and offer incense in the future."