I wanted to continue asking Zheng Baliang a few questions about what he said, but after Zheng Baliang finished speaking, he turned around and left very coolly.
"By the way..." After walking a few steps, Zheng Baliang turned back to me and said, "Don't keep those murderous soul-fixing stakes. Burn them as soon as possible."
No need for Zheng Baliang to say more, I will do the same.
Just kidding, someone used this to kill me, how could I still keep it?
"I understand." I said softly to Zheng Baliang.
"Well..." Zheng Baliang nodded slightly and continued walking forward.
Looking at Zheng Baliang's back, I felt emotional. Zheng Baliang really looked like a hero. He could come and go freely and not stop for anyone.
After watching Zheng Baliang leave, I entered the Xiangyun Hotel again. An Keke and the police had been working on the case for some time. I didn't know anything about Sister Hong's death, and I wanted to go in and take a look.
Just when I was about to go in, I happened to see An Keke coming out.
An Keke was wearing a mask. When he walked to the door, he took off the mask, and two other people came out with him.
After taking off his mask, An Keke said a few words to the people next to him. The two people nodded and walked away.
I immediately waved to An Keke. After An Keke saw me, he slowly walked towards me.
"How's it going?" After An Keke walked up to me, I immediately asked impatiently.
Naturally, what I asked was about Sister Hong.
"Very evil!" An Keke said simply, then took out a bottle of water from his backpack and drank it.
Although I was very anxious, I couldn't rush An Keke.
An Keke drank half a bottle of water before speaking, "Do you know how Sister Hong died?"
I rolled my eyes at An Keke, "I've been standing outside and haven't looked in. How could I know how she died?"
An Keke didn't seem to be joking with me. "We found a water basin next to Sister Hong, and Sister Hong's hair was also found in the basin, and Sister Hong was dripping wet. According to our forensic judgment, Sister Hong
My sister drowned in that basin."
"Drown in the basin?" I was very surprised when I heard this news.
I have seen large water basins in rural areas since I was a child. Even if I filled them with water, there would not be enough water to drown Sister Hong?
"Yeah..." An Keke continued, "Although I find it hard to believe, it is the fact. Sister Hong buried her head in the basin. She couldn't breathe for a long time, and then she was suffocated to death."
"There's more!" I was still digesting what An Keke said to me, and An Keke continued, "We also found a purple-red handprint on the back of Sister Hong's neck. According to our judgment, it was someone
He grabbed Sister Hong's neck from behind and forced her head into it, which eventually led to Sister Hong's death.
After a pause, An Keke said, "Of course it's still unclear whether it was a human or a ghost that strangled Sister Hong's neck from behind."
I understand what An Keke said. She came to Luhua Village with me. She is very aware of the weirdness of Luhua Village.
"And another thing, what's even more strange is that we didn't find any fingerprints on the purple-red handprint."
It left a mark on Sister Hong's neck, but there were no fingerprints.
Is it possible that the hand holding Sister Hong’s neck has no skin?
"What do you think?" I asked An Keke.
"I don't know." An Keke shrugged. "The evidence is limited now, so it's still a bit difficult to figure out Sister Hong's death."
I thought about it and then asked, "Can I go in and take a look."
"Okay." An Keke's words were very simple and clear. "Our people will leave soon. After they leave, you can go in and take a look."
I felt relieved and let out a sigh of relief.
An Keke then said, it will take a while for them to come out, and I need to wait.
I thought about it, it's a waste of time to sit here anyway, it's better to do something else.
I first pulled out those black wooden piles, and then asked An Keke to find some gasoline.
Stack the black wood piles together, then pour gasoline on them, throw a handful of burning straw on top, and the stacked black wood piles will burn immediately.
The fire became more and more intense, and when the black wooden piles were burning, bursts of thick black smoke were emitted.
"Zhao Dongfang, what are these things you are burning?" An Keke asked me.
Because the exam was so close, Na Keke felt a little uncomfortable due to the black smoke, so she covered her mouth and nose, and then took a few steps back.
"These things are not ordinary wooden stakes, they are called murder and soul-fixing stakes." I said coldly.
Although these murderous soul-fixing stakes are being burned by me, there is still a key question that I have not yet clarified, that is, who placed these black wooden stakes here?
"The murderer's soul-fixing stake, what is this?" An Keke's expression changed.
Since An Keke asked about it, I told him the origin and threat of the murderous soul-fixing stake.
After hearing this, she was shocked and said, "You mean someone is planning to use these things to kill us?"
I nodded heavily.
Seeing An Keke's frightened face, I comforted her and said, "Don't be afraid. Zheng Baliang discovered these things in time and they are being burned now. They no longer pose any threat to us."
Although I can't say this, looking at An Keke's appearance, I was still a little scared.
"Who wants to kill us?" An Keke asked.
"I don't know." I turned my head and looked elsewhere. "It's not clear whether Sister Hong was killed by someone or a ghost, but these black wooden stakes must have been erected by humans."
The reason is very simple. The soul-fixing stake must be placed by a Yang person, but Yin people cannot do it.
I looked at the crowd of people watching, and felt a chill in my heart. This seemingly peaceful village was constantly being haunted by evil spirits, and there were still living people who wanted to harm us.
But we are new here and have never been here before. It is impossible to have any grudges with others. The person who wants to kill us must have other reasons.
Looking at the familiar or unfamiliar faces, I had the illusion for a moment that these people would suddenly tear off the layer of skin on their faces, revealing their ferocious and terrifying side.
After thinking about these things for a while, those black wooden piles were gradually burned into black charcoal.
At the same time, several people slowly walked out from Xiangyun Hotel.
An Keke patted me on the shoulder, "They are leaving. Let's get ready and go in quickly."
Why don't we just go in and have a look? What can we prepare?
After those people got into the police car and left, An Keke and I followed closely into the Xiangyun Hotel.
Sister Hong's body has been taken away by the police. Ah Hua, who wants to find some more evidence, actually has nothing to find.
I suggested to An Keke to go in and have a look. Actually, I mainly wanted to go into Sister Hong’s house and have a look, maybe I could find some other clues.
"Sister Hong's room is over there." An Keke pointed to a room at the end of the corridor and said.
Sister Hong is dead, and the key to Xiangyun Hotel is in An Keke's hand.
An Keke opened the door to Sister Hong's room. After I walked in, I looked at the decoration of her room curiously.
An Keke's room is very simply decorated. There is a bed against the left wall, a desk in front of the bed, and a few chairs, but nothing else.
"It's very simple here. We have checked it before and found nothing particularly noteworthy." An Keke asked behind me.
It doesn't really matter to me. It's great to be able to find something valuable, but it doesn't matter if you can't find it.
I walked to Sister Hong's desk. There was a book on the desk.
"Love in a Fallen City." I picked up the book, which was "Love in a Fallen City" by Zhang Ailing.
The book "Love in a Fallen City" is still very famous, and many people have read it, especially those girls with sentimental personalities or young literary youths who simply regard it as their favorite.
"Zhao Dongfang, something fell out." When I turned the page of "Love in a Fallen City", I noticed a piece of paper floating down from the corner of my eye.
I looked at the ground and there was a piece of white paper on the ground.
I couldn't help but feel a little curious, so I picked up the white paper and read it.