Li Ting pushed Yuan Chen onto the chair and looked at him with a smile.
"Li Ting, what are you doing? This is also a place of work after all. There are people outside. It wouldn't be good if colleagues saw it..."
"What are you thinking about?" Li Ting hit him lightly.
"I need your help with something."
"What else do you want me to do for you? I..."
"Oh no, I also really want to break this case. Just lend me your body."
As he spoke, he took the file and rubbed it against Yuan Chen.
"don't want…"
Yuan Chen grabbed the file and stared at it.
"How's it going? Is there any reaction?" Li Ting's face was filled with anticipation.
Yuan Chen lowered his head.
"You can see that my body is stiff and my eyes are dim, you know that I am not psychic."
"It doesn't make sense."
Li Ting still didn't believe in the evil, so she rubbed the file against him again.
Yuan Chen sighed helplessly.
"Li Ting, please stop rubbing this thing on my body. After all, I am also a young and vigorous man. I can be impulsive."
Li Ting finally stopped moving.
"How's it going? Is there really no reaction?"
Yuan Chen glanced at her with a wicked smile.
"There is no induction, but there is some reaction."
"Humph." Li Ting snorted and patted him hard.
"It's disgusting to be persistent."
Although Yuan Chen was beaten, he didn't care.
"Tell me, look at you, you are ineffective when I need you to channel. You are so useless!"
"You can't say that, Qingqing, if I want to channel psychics whenever I want, I can just go to the door and set up a stall to tell people's fortunes. Why do I have to do all this drudgery every day?"
"I don't care, I don't care, I have to solve this case. You hurry up and think of a solution for me."
Yuan Chen pouted, the eldest lady is really difficult to take care of.
"By the way, let's go to the nursing home where Weng Youcai lived and investigate again, come on..."
............
Jixiang Nursing Home is still a peaceful and peaceful scene.
Dean He received them warmly.
"I have already heard about Ah Cai. Oh, what a pity. I originally had a glimmer of hope that he could end his old age peacefully somewhere in the world, but I didn't expect..."
His voice sounded much hoarse.
"Dean He, can you tell me about the situation when Uncle Cai lived here before?"
"Speaking of which, Ah Cai is really unlucky. Just two months after he moved in, he had accidents one after another. He was also a bit too stubborn and insisted on taking a bath by himself. Several times he accidentally fell down while taking a bath and suffered a stroke.
I'm suffering from Alzheimer's disease again." When he said this, he looked very lonely.
"When Mr. Cai was admitted to the hospital, were any relatives or friends with him?"
"That's not true. He applied for admission by himself. I remember when he filled out the application form, he told me that he had no relatives or reasons."
Yuan Chen and Li Ting looked at each other and said:
"It stands to reason that an elderly person who has had a stroke has difficulty moving, and coupled with Alzheimer's disease, it is impossible for a person to travel such a distance."
He looked at the dean.
"Does your nursing home have mobility aids such as wheelchairs?"
"That's not true. The wheelchairs of other elderly people in the hospital were bought for them by their children."
Li Ting interrupted at this time.
"You said Uncle Cai is very stubborn, but did he ever quarrel with anyone when he was in the hospital?"
The dean shook his head.
"Probably not, because Uncle Cai has not been in our nursing home for a long time and is not very familiar with other residents."
"Has anyone called him or come here to visit him?"
"I don't think so."
He looked at his watch, as if he was in a hurry to leave.
"I still have something to do. Do you two have anything else to ask?"
Seeing that they couldn't figure out why for a while, the two of them stopped trying to stay.
"No more. If there is any new information, please ask the dean to contact us in time."
I also asked several residents who were relatively familiar with Cai Bo during his lifetime, but still found nothing.
After asking about the last old man, the two said goodbye to him again.
But after taking a few steps, he stopped.
"Oh, by the way, wait a minute, I remembered something and I'll give it to you."
Yuan Chen and Li Ting both had a sense of expectation.
The old man came back with a photo.
"Boy, this photo is a photo taken by Cai Bo with other residents on his birthday. When the photo was printed, he disappeared before it could be given to him. Now it is said that he is dead. Why don't I leave this photo to you?
Let’s take it back and use it as information.”
This is indeed good news.
Yuan Chen took the photo, and for a moment, the numb feeling came over him again.
A group of black dots appeared in front of his eyes, getting closer and closer, and gradually became clearer. They were paper cranes, one, two, three... There were actually hundreds of yellow paper cranes in the sky.
As I flew by, there were still some black spots on each paper crane, and soon they disappeared again.
At the dinner table, Yuan Chen held a knife and fork and stared at a paper crane made of newspaper.
"Zhihe, Zhihe, tell me quickly what the answer to the riddle is. If you don't tell me, I will kill you if you don't tell me."
He gritted his teeth and pretended to wave the knife in his hand.
"Don't say yes yet, then I'll cut off your wings first." After saying that, he actually cut off the wings of the paper crane with a table knife.
Li Ting couldn't laugh or cry when she saw his mentally retarded behavior. From the moment she got the photo, he became very confused. She even suspected that this was a side effect of telepathy.
"Why are you always arguing with this paper crane? Have you discovered anything?"
"not yet."
Yuan Chen replied without raising his head, and finally put down the butcher knife in his hand.
"Are your telepaths working? They often sense some weird things. Will they be of any help to the investigation?"
Yuan Chen took a leisurely sip of milk tea.
"I haven't figured out the paper crane thing yet, please give me some time."
"I'll give you time. How much time will I give you?"
Yuan Chen smiled playfully.
"Uncle Cai has only been dead for two years. Why don't you give me more time? Besides, Lao Qian's side is also following up on this case. Maybe they can move faster than me."
In the office, Yuan Chen and Zhen Weida were dancing.
In fact, this is a set of boxing techniques, but when practiced by these two unprofessional people, it really looks like dancing.
"I am a one-legged flying crane." Yuan Chen raised his hands and his right foot...