"Are you kidding? I must know better than you whether he is my husband or not!" Huang Ling was driving the car, disapproving.
"I checked his cell phone, and he called you seven times tonight." Chen Ge lowered his head and reached into his backpack.
"Doesn't this just mean that he loves me?" Huang Ling felt that Chen Ge was very strange, in every sense of the word.
"However, none of these seven calls were answered. The call you received on the No. 104 bus was from another person."
"Another person?" Huang Ling was too surprised and turned to look at Chen Ge: "No way!"
"Drive well." Chen Ge pointed to the road ahead and said calmly: "I don't have to deceive you. I remind you that it's just out of good intentions. It's up to you to believe it or not."
After Chen Ge finished speaking, the taxi became quiet and no one spoke.
Huang Ling pursed her lips and drove seriously, but her hands on the steering wheel became harder and harder. After about a few minutes, Huang Ling stepped on the brakes without warning.
The taxi was parked in the middle of a heavy rainstorm, and the atmosphere inside the car was a bit strange.
Huang Ling stared at the steering wheel for a long time, then slowly looked at Chen Ge: "Jia Ming is indeed different from before. Since the car accident, he has become silent and autistic, and rarely communicates with me.
He suffered from insomnia for a long time, and the doctor said he must be suffering from depression."
"That is to say, the time when your husband changed before and after was the car accident, right?" Chen Ge did not look at Huang Ling, but still lowered his head.
"Did you pay attention to the point of what I said? Jia Ming suffered from depression because of the car accident. He was sick." Huang Ling grabbed the steering wheel and smiled hard: "He considered that our family's situation is relatively difficult, so he took the initiative
He gave up psychological counseling and stopped taking the medication after a period of time, because the medical expenses of four to five hundred a month was a big burden for us. At that time, I was the only one in the family, and I knew that he was very worried.
It’s uncomfortable, so I can understand the changes that have happened to him.”
"If you think about it carefully, besides being depressed, does he have any unusual behavior? I mean special behavior that has nothing to do with the disease." Chen Ge casually gave a few examples: "For example, you wake up late at night and find that
He opened his eyes and stood by the bed looking at you; suddenly another person's voice came out of his mouth; he killed some small animals behind your back and hid the bodies in the room, etc."
After hearing what Chen Ge said, Huang Ling turned her head with difficulty and glanced at Xiao Gu, who was sitting in the back row. She was already a little scared of Chen Ge: "No, none of the situations you mentioned have ever happened."
"You can look at the call records on your mobile phone and think about it carefully. This matter may be related to your own life." Chen Ge was not interested in the man in Huang Ling's family. What really caught his attention was the conversation in the car.
The person who called Huang Ling.
"Call record?" Huang Ling took out her mobile phone and looked at it. There were only seven missed calls in the call record, and it did not show the several calls she had with her husband on the hearse.
"You can suspect me of lying, but your own mobile phone won't." Chen Ge looked at the heavy rain outside the window: "I advise you not to hide anything. The person in your family may have noticed it. Wait for you next time
When you are alone with him, he might do something strange to you."
Huang Ling grabbed her phone and spoke after a long time: "After Jia Ming's car accident, he became particularly disgusted with children and stuffed animals."
"Tell me in detail." Chen Ge's eyes flashed brightly.
"He gave me some dolls a long time ago. Even though I'm older, those things are still memories between me and him, so I never threw them away. I put them in the cabinet and occasionally take them out.
have a look."
"I forgot which day it started, but I found that one of the puppets in the cabinet was missing."
"I didn't pay much attention at first, but a few days later there was another one missing."
"I asked Jia Ming and he said he didn't see it."
"About a month later, I got off work early because of a fever. When I came home, I found that the door was not closed."
"I thought to myself that there might be a thief in my house. After I walked in quietly, I saw that the fire in the kitchen was on and there was an iron pot for making soup on it."
"A thief would not make soup in someone else's house. I called Jia Ming's name several times, but no one answered, so I ran to the kitchen to see what soup Jia Ming was making."
"But when I opened the lid of the pot, I was completely confused."
"There was a chopped rag doll placed in the pot, and the doll's plastic face was floating up and down in the clear soup."
"I quickly turned off the fire. At this time, someone pushed the door open, and I saw Jia Ming walking in from outside the house with a kitchen knife in one hand and a big black bag in the other."
"I can't forget that scene to this day."
"I remember asking him at that time why he cut up all the dolls and put them in a pot to boil? He told me in a nonchalant way that there was a person living in the dolls, and this was the only way to get rid of him."
"There are many other things related to children and puppets."
"A few months ago, when the neighbor's child was born, he would cry every night, as if there was something scary in the house. He would cry all night long."
"When Jia Ming heard the child's cry, his condition worsened. He often argued with his neighbors about it. In the end, the neighbors couldn't bear it and moved to the western suburbs."
After Huang Ling finished speaking, she put away her mobile phone: "I didn't have a child with him before because I couldn't afford it, but now it's purely because he hates children."
"After the car accident, your husband suddenly became afraid of puppets and children. This is not a sign of depression." Chen Ge motioned Huang Ling to continue driving: "Tell me the scene on the day Jia Ming had the car accident.
"
"When Jia Ming and I worked very far apart, Jia Ming would pick me up on his electric bike. That day, I was made to work overtime very late by my customers, and I didn't come out of the company until almost nine o'clock."
"It was raining heavily outside, just like the situation tonight. I waited for a long time without seeing Jia Ming. Then the traffic police called me, saying that Jia Ming had been in a car accident."
"The surveillance showed that he collided with the last bus of Route 104 while crossing the road. At that time, he seemed to have not seen the car at all, staring in a certain direction and drove past."
Huang Ling felt scared when she recalled the scene at that time: "I was frightened when I received the call and ran directly to the hospital. Jia Ming's leg was crushed and he fell into a deep coma for some reason. He only woke up the next day.
"
"You said Jia Ming was hit by the No. 104 bus?" Chen Ge interrupted Huang Ling. He had already figured out what he wanted to know: "In other words, this guy who took over your husband's body is very
Maybe he got off the last bus of No. 104."
Huang Ling and Xiao Gu didn't even react after hearing Chen Ge's words, and it took a long time before they felt chills running down their spines.