In the dark night, an old man who was full of mystery stood quietly at the door. Moreover, this old man was also the owner of the house. But as the owner of the house, the old man silently looked at Fang Ming and Ziyu at the door, and said
He didn't say anything, just thinking about it made Ye Ziyu shudder.
Ye Ziyu is not the kind of person with thick skin. For her, her face instantly turned crimson as she entered someone else's home uninvited and was discovered by the owner.
"Old man... um... I'm sorry, we just called for a long time and no one answered, so we just opened the door and came in to take a look."
After saying this, Ye Ziyu's face was as red as fire and she didn't dare to look at the old man's eyes. Of course, she couldn't see the old man's eyes in this dark environment.
"What are you doing at my house?"
The old man finally spoke, his voice as hoarse as ever.
"Of course I'm here to find the real secret of the entire island, as well as your identity."
Just as Ziyu was about to speak, Fang Ming's voice came from behind her. Then, Fang Ming walked to her side and felt Fang Ming's breath, which made her feel much calmer.
"The truth?" The old man was silent for a while, and then suddenly burst into laughter, "What truth do you know? All you know is the truth that you think you are right about."
"Of course I know." Fang Ming raised the corner of his mouth, "For example, your identity?"
"My identity? Then I want to hear you tell me, what is my identity?"
Fang Ming smiled slightly and looked at the old man, "Your identity is very simple. You are the son of Widow He back then. All the villagers didn't notice that when they killed those children, there was a child hiding aside and stealing.
Look, and see it all."
"Fang Ming, what do you mean?"
The old man didn't answer, and Ye Ziyu had a look of surprise on her face, because she didn't know why Fang Ming said that. Weren't there seven boys at the beginning? Where did the eighth boy come from?
"Tzuyu, all of us have fallen into a misunderstanding. We only thought that there were only seven children at that time, but in fact there were eight children in total. In addition to the seven children of the victims, there was also Widow He's own child."
Fang Ming looked at Ziyu, "Do you still remember that nursery rhyme? The last sentence of this nursery rhyme: One by one was locked up, one by one was sent away, and one by one came back."
"At that time, we thought that the last one came back, and he should be the child who was sent away. But then I found something was wrong. If that was the case, then there was no need to write this nursery rhyme like this. The last sentence of this nursery rhyme
On the surface, there are three children, and the child who comes back is not the same as the previous two children."
A thoughtful look appeared on Ye Ziyu's face, "Three children were poisoned, one ran into the sea and drowned, one fell on the sand and suffocated, one was imprisoned, one was sent away, and this one came back
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"I understand, that is, the children in this nursery rhyme are not actually talking about seven children, but eight children."
"Yes, this is the real message conveyed in the nursery rhyme. There were eight children in total, and none of the villagers knew it. At that time, one child was hiding in the dark. After witnessing their atrocities, he fled the island
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Fang Ming looked at the old man again. The old man smiled, and the scar became distorted and looked more ferocious.
"That's a good guess, but don't forget, if I am really the child of Widow He, how could the villagers not find out? Widow He is from the village, and it is impossible that the villagers have not seen his child."
The old man looked at Fang Ming with a smile, with a mocking look in his eyes.
Fang Ming smiled faintly, "Yes, Widow He is from the village. There must be villagers who know her children, but don't forget that Widow He is a widow. In order to avoid suspicion, the villagers rarely go to Widow He's house.
At home. Therefore, even these villagers may have seen Widow He’s children not many times.”
"Of course, this is just one point. The most important point is that not all villagers know about the death of these children. After all, burning the victims to death is for the benefit of everyone in the village, but killing the children must be something that some villagers would not agree to, so they did it in the first place.
Those people did not tell everyone in the village about the child."
"Perhaps it was a coincidence that those who took action happened to be unfamiliar with Widow He and had never seen Widow He's child, or even if they had seen Widow He, don't forget that there was a child running towards the sea at that time. Maybe it happened at that time
It was low tide, and the child ran into the water and was directly washed away by the sea water, so the villagers who took action did not notice the face of the child in the sea, and they subconsciously thought that the child was Widow He's own child."
When he said this, Fang Ming noticed a slight change in the old man's eyes, and unconsciously turned to the left. Seeing this action of the old man, Fang Ming showed a smile on his face.
Those who have learned micro-expressions will know that if a person's eyes turn to the right, it means dodging and thinking, but if they turn to the left, it means they are recalling.
"It sounds like a coincidence, but in fact it is like this. No villager knew that Widow He had adopted seven children of the victims, let alone that Widow He's own children had survived and would return to the island one day in the future."
Ziyu listened to Fang Ming's story, and opened his mouth slightly in surprise, because although what Fang Ming said was a bit unbelievable, it was not impossible to think about it carefully.
Sometimes, reality is just such a coincidence.
"This is all your speculation. Do you have any evidence?" The old man looked at Fang Ming and continued to ask.
"The evidence, I believe, will be available soon."
But just after Fang Ming finished speaking, his cell phone rang. After looking at the caller number on the phone, Fang Ming raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the scarred old man, "Here comes the evidence you want."
Without putting the phone to his ear to answer the call, Fang Ming directly pressed the answer button.
"Hey, Fang Ming, you know what I found out, right? It's incredible."
Hua Mingming's voice came out on the phone, but Fang Ming just smiled lightly and said, "Then Widow He has a child, right."
"Hey, how did you know?"
On the other end of the phone, Hua Mingming's voice was a little confused, but then he said: "Yes, I just asked some older men in the village. According to their memories, Widow He did have a child back then, and
Widow He’s husband is not from the island, and no one in the village even knows who Widow He’s husband is.”
"According to what these uncles said, Widow He left the island when she was young. When she came back, she took a child with her, and then lived alone in the corner of the village. Widow He's parents also felt that because of this incident
Widow He has embarrassed them, and they have directly severed ties with Widow He."
"In addition, I asked these uncles and they don't know about the children of the disaster victims adopted by Widow He."
When he said this, Hua Mingming's tone became a little excited, "Fang Ming, I have a bold guess. Didn't that nursery rhyme say that a child was sent away, a child was locked up, and another child came back?
?”
"Actually, I think we all guessed wrong. There are three children in this nursery rhyme. The child who came back is not a mute child, but the biological son of Widow He."
"Fang Ming, isn't my guess wonderful? From now on, please call me Fulmo Ming. Moreover, my guess is definitely correct. It is impossible for Wang Guodong and the others to find the mute boy. They are wrong from the beginning to the end.
of."
Hua Mingming had a proud tone on his face. Fang Ming couldn't really hit him. He coughed and continued to ask: "Besides, what about the things I asked you to investigate?"
"I haven't found any useful information about the Wang family. I just learned from these uncles that the Wang family has been on the island for a long time, at least two to three hundred years of family history."
"Okay, I get it."
"Hey, Fang Ming...you shouldn't..."
Before Hua Mingming could ask for credit or reward, Fang Ming hung up the phone and looked at the scarred old man with a smile, "Now we have the evidence."
The old man was silent. After a long time, his face shook, and the scars on his face were distorted. He slowly said, "I have to admit, you are a very smart young man."
"Yes, my mother did adopt seven children back then, and I had a total of eight children. But those people thought that my mother only adopted six children, and thought that I was the child who drowned in the sea.
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Fang Ming and Ye Ziyu looked at each other, and their eyes lit up at the same time. The scarred old man finally admitted.
"You witnessed everything back then, including the murderers who injured your mother and the villagers who killed your playmates. So after you returned from studying, you returned to the village, changed your appearance, and hid in bed, preparing for the opportunity to take revenge.
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"If I guess correctly, you were the one who killed the old Zhang family. In addition to the old Zhang family, I'm afraid you also killed the previous murderous villagers."
"Yes, I killed all those executioners back then. This is the price they should pay. The old man from the Zhang family was the last one." The old man with scars did not deny it, but directly admitted it.
"Old man, you killed the old man of the Zhang family for revenge, but why did you still kill people at the entrance of the temple? Isn't this an indiscriminate killing of innocent people?"
Ye Ziyu looked at the scarred old man with a look of confusion and anger.
"Ziyu, you are wrong. He did not kill the man at the entrance of the temple. There was someone else who killed the man at the entrance of the temple. He was just for revenge, while some people kill people at all costs to achieve their own goals.