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Chapter 14
Yejia opened the door without expression.
Not surprisingly, two familiar faces appeared at the door.
Zhao Guangcheng and... Cheng Zezhi.
The former looked surprised, while the latter dodged. It was obvious that he had not recovered from the shock a few days ago.
Seeing Yezei, Zhao Guangcheng quickly looked down at the form in his hand and raised his head in surprise: "ah! It's you! I said, "why did you look so familiar with this name just now..."
Cheng CE Zhi smiled reluctantly, "brother ye, good morning."
Hearing the sound, the little black hand leaned out from behind Yejia and waved to him enthusiastically: "Hi!!!"
"..." Cheng Zezhi seemed to faint again.
"So," Yaga asked, "Why are you two this time?"
Zhao Guangcheng giggled and scratched his head: "there are not enough people in the Bureau..."
OK, see. No more explanation is needed.
After a brief chat, Yejia probably knew the current investigation progress of the authority.
The man he met yesterday was Wang Shize. He lived two blocks away from here. The two men had already been to the hospital and had a brief talk with the party concerned.
"It doesn't look like being haunted by a nightmare." Cheng cezhi said.
"Yes, it's too deliberate and targeted." Zhao Guangcheng nodded and concluded, "it's more like a haunted soul."
Being haunted by nightmares is generally random, but haunted by evil spirits is completely different. They are life-threatening ghosts and only look for people related to their own death.
Cheng CE agreed: "I also feel that Wang Shize, I always feel that he seems to be hiding something."
They soon decided on the division of labor.
Cheng cezhi said, "I went to the police station to look through the files to see if Wang Shize was linked to any homicide or disappearance."
"OK." Zhao Guangcheng nodded: "then Yejia and I will go to his house to see if we can pry some clues from his family."
Inexplicably cue Yezei: "...."
Fuck you, why.
Zhao Guangcheng looked at Yezei and said with some embarrassment, "Hey, hey... It's mainly that the efficiency of separate action will be much higher, but there must be someone who can operate instruments to go to the scene -"
He looked at Yezei with a cold face, patted his chest and promised, "and I'll invite you to dinner today! Pack milk tea on the way! What do you want? "
Ye Zheng was ready to decline: "or..."
At this time, the idle little black hand came up and showed off excitedly with him: "yes, do you know that xiaojindou can recharge? I just bought a lot of golden beans... "
"Ding Dong."
The mobile phone on the desktop shook slightly.
A text message pops up.
Yezei looked down at the balance: "...."
Hard, hard fist.
He counted his budget for tonight's dinner in his heart, took a deep breath, looked up at Zhao Guangcheng, who was staring at him, and pulled away a reluctant smile:
"... it's a deal."
Twenty minutes later.
Yezei and Zhao Guangcheng came to the bottom of an honest residential building.
The faded walls are mottled, various colors of clothes are hung in the anti-theft iron window, and the untimely pruned green plants protrude out of the window, looking very alive.
Yejia looked up at the building in front of him, frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.
Soon he looked back.
They walked in one after another.
There is no elevator in the residential building. Even if it is still daytime, the light in the corridor is still very dim. Messy sundries are stacked in the narrow corridor, making it more and more difficult to walk.
Zhao Guangcheng stopped in front of one of the doors.
He knocked on the door: "Hello, is this Mr. Wang Shize's house?"
A woman's neurotic voice came from the door. It sounded high and sharp in the narrow corridor: "we don't buy anything!"
"We are the special affairs investigation department," Zhao Guangcheng said patiently. "Can I borrow you two minutes?"
Inside the door came the sound of approaching footsteps.
"Kara" "Kara".
When the latch was pulled, the sound of metal collision sounded in the corridor, followed by the sound of iron chain, and finally the anti locked door handle.
It took more than a minute.
Zhao Guangcheng and Yezei looked at each other unexpectedly.
Finally, the door opened.
A woman's pale and frightened face peeped out from the crack of the door and looked out: "what are you looking for my husband?"
Zhao Guangcheng showed her her her ID and continued:
"It's just a routine investigation. Has anything strange happened at home recently?"
The woman's face clearly passed a panic shudder. She shrank, then shook her head vigorously: "no, No."
She wanted to close the door, but Zhao Guangcheng blocked it with her feet: "wait, I think you already know what happened to your husband yesterday?"
Women tremble more obviously:
"So what?"
"Madam, I hope you don't take these seriously," Zhao Guangcheng frowned anxiously and became serious: "do you know that if this goes on, you and your husband may not live long..."
A wavering look flashed across the bottom of the woman's eyes.
In the process of their stalemate, Zhao Guangcheng's mobile phone suddenly rang.
After a brief conversation with the person on the phone, his expression changed slightly.
Hanging up, he asked slowly, "your sister Zhao Xiake fell and drowned in the reservoir five years ago, right?"
"What...!" The woman's face suddenly changed. She stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes. Her face was slightly distorted because of fear and anger. With a blue and white face, she looked particularly ferocious: "get out! You all get out of here! Who gave you the right to say this and this nonsense at my door! This is my house. Get out! "
She wanted to close the door, but Zhao Guangcheng wouldn't let her close the door.
The two men were deadlocked, and the situation became tense for a moment.
Yejia suddenly opened his mouth and broke in: "I believe you should know your current situation."
His voice was very calm, and there was a little indifference in the slightly cold sound line, which shocked people:
"No one will believe what you said, and no one can understand your experience," Yejia stepped forward, raised his hand and gently pulled Zhao Guangcheng back from the door to prevent him from blocking the door: "and now we are the only one who can help you."
He lowered his eyelashes and stared at the neurotic woman in front of him. His light amber eyes were shining in the dim light, and his voice was still calm:
"So are you sure you want to shut us out?"
The woman's hand on the door trembled slightly and her eyes twinkled.
After a long time, it seemed as if her strength had finally been drained, and the whole person was depressed. She stepped back two steps, and her voice came from the dark room:
"... come in."
"... at first, it was a few calls." Zhao Wanjun buried his face in the palm of his hand and said with a trembling: "I called in the middle of the night. When I got through, no one spoke. I can only hear the sound of water droplets."
"Later, we can hear the sound of water everywhere, on the road, at home, at work..." she raised a pair of tortured eyes, and the green and black under her eyes was shocking: "it's not the kind of ordinary water sound that can be heard in life, but the sound that drops drop by drop... Regular sound, like the faucet is not tightened, That voice is getting closer and closer to us. "
"Five days ago, we invited the master to do it. I, we angered her... Then... Then..."
Zhao Wanjun trembled uncontrollably, and her voice became hoarse and sharp because of panic:
"From that day on, she knocked on our door every night! Every night! "
She cried hysterically:
"Her death was an accident, an accident!! It's not my fault... It's not my fault!! "
Zhao Guangcheng winked at Yezei, pulled him aside, lowered his voice and asked:
"Do you believe what she said?"
Yejia asked, "don't you believe it?"
"Of course!" Zhao Guangcheng said decisively, "if the wronged souls ask for their lives, they will go to the people who kill themselves indirectly or directly. If it is really accidental death, their residual souls will not float for so long."
He continued: "let me say, let's first report to the combat section to solve the grievance, and then contact the police through the bureau to re investigate the truth of the incident five years ago..."
Before Zhao Guangcheng finished, he was suddenly interrupted by Yezei:
"Why wait five years?"
He was slightly stunned: "what?"
Yezei lowered his eyes and repeated, "if it's a wronged soul, why wait five years to come back?"
Zhao Guangcheng got stuck: "this..."
Yezei looked around at the chaotic furnishings in the room and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The air here is filled with very deep Yin Qi, which is a very standard sign of being entangled by ghosts. In Zhao Wanjun's tone, the almost panic sense of guilt can not be disguised.
But... There's something wrong.
Yezei patted Zhao Guangcheng on the shoulder: "do as you say first, brother."
Half an hour later.
The team of the combat section soon came and took over the case from them.
Yejia stood downstairs, waiting for follow-up.
Cheng cezhi hurried down the stairs.
"Brother Ye!" He was a little asthmatic, but his eyes were bright: "don't worry, everything has been done!"
He took a break and went on:
"Moreover, the police have cooperated with us for a long time. As soon as the killing is over, the police will restart the investigation of Zhao Xiake's disappearance."
At this time, there was a light Bang upstairs, and the windows of Wang Shize's family lit up for a moment.
Then, footsteps from far to near came from the corridor.
Zhao Guangcheng took the lead in coming out of the building door, made an OK gesture to Yezei, and smiled brightly: "it's done! Successfully complete the task! "
He raised his hand and put it on the shoulders of Yejia and Cheng cezhi: "go, go, I'll invite you to dinner..."
Yezei was dragged forward. Before leaving, he turned his head and looked at the old residential building behind him.
He suddenly noticed that a family on the left of the first floor was still in broad daylight, but still with thick curtains.
The curtains moved slightly, and an old man's blue and white face appeared in the dark room.
He stared at a pair of bloody muddy eyes and peeped out. His face had the same expression as Zhao Wanjun - the same fear and the same sense of guilt.
Yejia narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
The same building, two consecutive?
This is not the way to kill a wronged soul.
ββHe now knows where his sense of familiarity comes from.
It is not the wronged soul or the fierce ghost that makes trouble, but the monster.
It is a bloody monster climbing out of the malicious abyss. Its body has only endless greed and hunger, never satisfied and never stop, until it devours the whole block, the whole city and even the whole world.
The longer it is put, the stronger it will be and the harder it will be to eradicate.
Yezei turned around and walked forward with Zhao Guangcheng of Cheng CE.
A sigh was blown away by the wind.
It seems that have to come back tonight.
ββ
In the dark corner where the sun could not shine, a face slowly emerged, the scarlet lips hung high, pulled up a strange smile, a pair of pure black eyes rolled and stared straight at the departure direction of Yejia.
How many deeply buried ugly memories and how many heavy secrets that cannot be announced to the mouth can brew such a mellow and rich dark smell?
This should be... What a perfect prey.