Fangyuan nodded, looked at Feng Jiajia, stood up and went to the side to continue listening to the phone. A minute later, she informed the comrades present to evacuate. Since the suspect had surrendered, there was no need to continue the investigation.
"Does this mean that this serial case is over?" I asked again.
"It can be said that the suspect has confessed the criminal facts of the previous cases - he did them all," Fangyuan looked at Feng Jiajia again, "At least, she will not be buried alive under your bed.
"
After saying that, Fangyuan took off his white gloves, shook hands with me businesslikely, and said seriously: "Excuse me, on behalf of the patrol room, I would like to thank you for your help. See you later."
"You're welcome, goodbye." I reluctantly let go of her white and tender little hand.
After Fangyuan left, with Feng Jiajia holding her arm and begging, I told her the plot of the serial murder case last night, and told her that the last person who died should have been you, because we had insight into the murderer's crime.
way, so I saved you.
Of course, I didn’t tell her about ghosts and the underworld, because I was worried that she would be scared when she was at home.
Even if it was the "simplified version" of the story, Feng Jiajia couldn't help but feel terrified.
"I estimate that the murderer climbed in through the window," I analyzed, because there were no signs of damage to the door locks. "I will find someone to install protective bars on all the windows later, so that no strangers will come in in the future.
.”
"Brother! I really don't know how to thank you!" Feng Jiajia's sweaty little hands held me tightly and she almost cried. I don't know whether she was scared or moved. I comforted her for a while and then went out to carry out the work.
The matter of protective windows.
There is a hardware store opposite the community. We negotiated a price and bought three windows for a total of 700 yuan. The boss is an old antique and does not accept WeChat transfers. He only wants cash. Who still carries cash nowadays? My wallet has been obsolete for several years, so I have to go to the bank.
Withdraw money.
After withdrawing money at the ATM, I suddenly remembered the check last night and called a number to verify its authenticity. To be honest, I didn't have much hope. After all, it was a check written by a ghost for me. If it was genuine
, at least, there must be a real user behind the check, or a dead person?
The bank teller checked it and told me coldly: "I'm sorry, sir, your check has expired for three years and you cannot withdraw cash."
Sure enough.
Forget it, it’s just an “illegal gain”. Not getting this benefit is not necessarily a bad thing for me.
A dead person's money may be taken by one's life, but may not be spent by one's life.
Of course, it can also be understood as: if you can’t eat the grapes, you say the grapes are sour...
I shook my head and left the bank and went back to the hardware store to pay. The boss said that he would send workers to install it in the afternoon. I called Feng Jiajia and asked her if she would be at home in the afternoon. She said she couldn't go out and that her father would come to see her in the afternoon (I guess she won't be here this year either).
Dare to go out), that's just right, uncle comes over, and I don't have to worry about her being at home alone.
Back in the community, there was no way that the patrol room would allow me to intervene in the serial murder case. I could only wait for Fangyuan to "release" the gossip for me. After trying thirteen tricks, I was still able to pass the class. However, when I entered the Cadillac again, I found that
The two bloody characters "your home" on the inner wall have disappeared.
I have become somewhat accustomed to such mysterious things, so I drove the hearse and went to the funeral parlor without taking it seriously.
When I arrived at work, the funeral parlor was near a waterfront building, so my colleagues had all heard about last night’s serial murder case. Since I was considered a “party”, they asked me all the details of the case, which made me very annoyed.
Let me prevaricate it by saying that.
When I was eating in the cafeteria at noon, I saw Uncle Qin in the morgue, so I approached him to ask something. Uncle Qin seemed to know what I wanted to ask, and waved my hand not to ask, and asked me to go to his office later.
After dinner, I pretended to take a walk, wandered to the backyard, and found Uncle Qin. He laughed and said actively: "Did you meet Mr. Bai last night?"
"What Master Bai?"
"It's the one wearing a tall hat, a white robe, and chains around his arms."
"That's right! It's her! She scared me so much!" I pulled up a chair and approached Uncle Qin, "Uncle, tell me! Is she dangerous or not? What should I do if I meet her again in the future?
"
"What did you do last night?" Uncle Qin asked back. I described to Uncle Qin the two encounters with the woman in white last night in detail.
After hearing this, the uncle twirled his beard and nodded: "It's human nature, understandable. Although it's a bit rude, with Mr. Bai's character, I shouldn't blame you."
"Who is she... no, what does she do? Is she the legendary 'ghost'?" I asked, she was not a human being.
"Yes, it's just that she is not an ordinary underworld agent. Her position is quite high. I don't know exactly how high she is. I only know that she is responsible for detaining people who have died violently and send them to the underworld. She is a professional counterpart to you!"
Uncle Qin said with a smile.
But no, my hearse specializes in guarding people who die violently. This Lord Bai, who specializes in guarding people who die violently, is really on the same front.
"Did Lao Zhou also talk to her in the past?" I asked again.
"That's right, but Lao Zhou basically won't have any substantive contact with Yin Zai. Even if he meets Mr. Bai, he pretends not to see her and treats her as nothing. I did talk to Mr. Bai a few times in the morgue.
Hey, she's pretty good to living people, but she's a bit cruel to ghosts."
"That's true," I agreed, "I still remember that last night Li Xiaotao stood at the door of the morgue and refused to leave. That 'Master Bai' hit him with a fire stick and almost burned all Li Xiaotao's clothes.
It’s gone!”
"Ci can't control ghosts. That's her job. What she holds is not a fire stick, but a 'mourning stick', which is said to be a very powerful weapon." Uncle Qin explained.
I asked Uncle Qin to tell me more, but he sipped the strong tea and waved his hands with a smile: "No more, no more, I have told you enough, these are all things that are not allowed to be ignored.
It’s human nature’s secret. If Master Bai is blamed, I won’t be able to bear it, old man!”
"Okay, thank you, uncle." I left the Chinese cigarette I had just smoked in my pocket to Uncle Qin as a thank you.
As soon as I left Uncle Qin's office, a beautiful woman stood in front of me. She was wearing a black suit, black-rimmed glasses, a simple ponytail, and black high-heeled shoes. She looked at me expressionlessly.
"Are you a family member of the deceased?" I asked politely. Most of the people who came to the morgue in the backyard were relatives of the deceased, who came to take a last look at the body. But there were so many people who died last night, and I didn't know who she was.
The relative of the deceased was quite beautiful. Could it be that she was Li Xiaotao's sister? Among the deceased, Li Xiaotao was the most beautiful. What a pity.
The beauty seemed to be deaf and had no reaction. I gave a fake smile. It was none of my business anyway, so I walked away from her and was about to go back to the front yard, but suddenly I heard Uncle Qin's trembling voice behind me!