As I walked, a bright light appeared in front of me. After walking for a while, I realized that it was another alley entrance, and the street was outside.
Zeng Zhengyi walked directly out of the alley. I did not follow him because the street lights were very bright and there were few pedestrians at this point, so it would be easy to be discovered if I followed him.
I watched him walk about fifty meters along the street, and then turned into another street. When I ran over, he had disappeared, but I unexpectedly discovered that this was the famous "red light district" in the city.
"I didn't expect that the alley in front of Zeng Zhengyi's house leads to this way.
I reported the situation to Crazy Brother, and he heard that I was a little frustrated and comforted me by saying that tonight's tracking was still very effective, at least it proved that there must be something evil in Zeng Zhengyi.
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. The four words "There must be a ghost" reminded me of two Zeng Zhengyi appearing in the alley. Then when the cold wind blew, I felt chilled all over. I quickly took a taxi back home and took a shower.
I took a hot bath and turned on the air conditioner, and then I felt more comfortable.
Lying in bed, I thought carefully about what happened at night, but I couldn't figure it out.
From Yao Yuan's accident last night to now, in just one day, I have seen several strange things. Although I have been warning myself not to be superstitious, and there is also an atheist like Crazy Brother beside me to cheer me up, but it must be said that I am not afraid at all.
lie.
In order not to have nightmares, I could only comfort myself. One of the two Zeng Zhengyi must be fake and dressed up by someone else. This is why he covered his hat so tightly.
When he did this, he probably found out that someone was following him and deliberately did this to scare people.
Thinking of this, I breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, preparing to have a good sleep. I had to get up early tomorrow.
When the bedroom fell into darkness, I heard a knock on the door. Although it was very light, I could still hear it clearly in the dead of night. The sound did come from the security door in the living room.
The house I live in has two bedrooms and one living room. I live alone on weekdays. There will definitely be no guests coming so late at night. So who could be knocking on the door outside?
Out of my police instinct, I became vigilant, quickly got dressed, picked up the telescopic baton beside the bed, and opened the bedroom door.
After the door opened, I didn't go out immediately. I stood at the door and listened for a while until the knock on the door rang again.
"Who?" I asked loudly.
"Brother Yuan, I am the security guard." A familiar middle-aged male voice came, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Lao Wang is indeed a security guard in the community. Since I sometimes go to and from get off work in uniform, the doormen like to say hello to me. In other words, I am half of their colleagues. When I am not busy, I will also chat with them about the security of the community. After asking questions and going back and forth, they knew which building I lived in.
Lao Wang is on duty today. When I entered the community just now, I saw him smoking at the door and said hello to him.
I turned on the light in the living room, walked behind the door, and confirmed again through the peephole that it was indeed Lao Wang outside, and he was the only one. I asked him what happened so late, and he raised a box in his hand and said he had my express delivery.
Sent over in the afternoon.
Hearing that this was the case, I opened the door and Lao Wang handed me the box, and then said: "There is only an address and name on it, but no phone number, so I can't notify you. People are old and useless. I didn't have it when you came back just now."
Thinking of this, I didn't remember until I finished smoking and returned to the guard room, so I brought it to you. I knocked on the door gently, thinking that you would definitely hear it if you were still asleep. If you were about to fall asleep, I would
I’ll give it to you tomorrow morning.”
After Lao Wang finished speaking, he went to patrol the building. I returned to the house, put the box on the desk, and stared at it uneasily.
The reason why I feel uneasy is because I haven't bought anything online recently, and there are only a few friends who know my specific address. Based on my understanding of them, this thing will never be sent by them.
The more I thought about it, the more clueless I became, which made me very irritable. Finally, I slapped my forehead and thought, what are you afraid of? The worst result is a bomb. Life or death depends on it. Let’s take it apart first and take a look before talking.
After opening the carton, there was a wooden box inside. I opened the box and saw a black car model inside. I recognized it as a Jetta at a glance.
This discovery made my eyelids jump. I quickly reached out and took out the model. The model was very realistic and even had a license plate. I read the license plate number and my face became ugly, because the license plate number was actually the same as Yao Yuan's car.
There seemed to be something else in the car. When I took a closer look, I was so surprised that my hands shook and I almost dropped the model. There were two dummies sitting in the front row of the model car. The woman in the driver's seat had a pale face.
His eyes were red, and the man in the passenger seat had a dark red face.
These are just like Yao Yuan and Ouyang Fei who were in a car accident!
After the initial shock, I calmed down and studied the model carefully for a while, but found nothing else. I put the model back into the wooden box and prepared to take it to Crazy Brother tomorrow, when I found something on the bottom of the box.
A cowhide envelope.
The envelope had no seal, and I pulled out a piece of commonly used letterhead paper with two lines written on it -
Wrong case
Give your life in return
The words are handwritten, with strong and vigorous strokes, and I don’t know what font it is.
The amount of information on this express delivery was too big, so I didn’t care that it was late at night, so I immediately called Crazy Brother. Crazy Brother seemed to have not slept yet, so he answered the call quickly. After hearing what I said about it, he asked me to take it with him right away.
Take the box to the brigade.
Our group was not on duty today. I asked Madge why he was still in the brigade so late. He said he was waiting for the results of a test and asked me to go over and discuss it in detail.
I went directly to Crazy Brother's office, but I didn't expect that the magic stick was there. After saying hello, the two people's eyes fell on my hand. I didn't hesitate, opened the wooden box, and took out the model and the letter.
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Crazy Brother picked up the letter and stared at the words on it, as if he was trying to identify the handwriting. The magic stick played with the car model for a while and then said: "There is blood on this man's face!"
I originally thought that the dark red color was paint, but now that I heard what the magician said, I took the model and put it close to my nose and smelled it, and it actually smelled like blood.
"There happens to be a forensic doctor here, let him take samples and take them back for testing." When Mad Brother said this, his eyes still did not leave the letter.
Seeing that Mad Brother was watching so intently, the magic stick asked me in a low voice: "Yuan Chen, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"
I glanced at Crazy Brother, thought about my words, and answered him: "Brother Shen, this case clearly shows that someone is playing tricks. Can ghosts also send express delivery?"
"Those things are omnipotent, so what's the point of sending them by express delivery? What I don't understand is, why did the ghost just send them to you? This is a death prophecy!" The magic stick was nervous when he said this.
, with a hint of passion in his eyes.
He was right. It can be seen from the express delivery list that the delivery time was on the afternoon of the day of Yao Yuan's accident. It did predict Yao Yuan's death in advance, and even the scene was restored almost exactly the same.
This can be interpreted as the murderer's provocation, but why should such a courier be sent to me?
"Shengun, don't fucking bewitch Yuan Chen. He is still young and his future will be ruined if he becomes superstitious!" Crazy Brother put away the letter and took the model from Shengun's hand and said.
The magic stick smiled coquettishly, but changed the topic and asked: "Crazy brother, you were also involved in Ouyang Fei's case. Do you think it was an unjust case?"
"You reconstructed the murder scene, but you should tell me about it!" Crazy Brother said angrily.
"I...I'd better take this blood sample to the forensic doctor." The magic stick felt a little embarrassed by the question and left the office with the model.