Chapter 11 (1/2)

Several people sat down on the sofa in the living room, two policemen sat on one side, Jiang Jiu and Xue Meng sat on one side, and Zhao Qunfang sat alone on the single sofa. After the police took out the printed chat record, she was very upset. Now she was sitting on the sofa with a cramped look and erratic eyes.

The police asked her a few questions according to the procedure, and she answered them in a bumpy and contradictory way.

Just two days before May Day, a man died in this community. The deceased, Li Chunhua, was 42 years old and lived in Building 1 of the community. Li Chunhua and Zhao Qunfang are both divorced and live alone. Li Chunhua works as a cleaner in a building, while Zhao Qunfang works as a cashier in the supermarket on the first floor of the building. Maybe they are in the same situation and live close to each other. They have a close relationship.

But on April 27, Li Chunhua suddenly died at home. The body is still Li Chunhua's boss, see she didn't come to work, and can't contact people, according to the address to find.

Li Chunhua died peacefully with a strange smile on his face. After an autopsy, the police found no cause of death. The autopsy report showed that there was no fatal injury inside or outside the deceased, and there was no history of fatal disease, but the person died so inexplicably.

And just in April, there were two other deaths, similar to Li Chunhua's, both of which were of unknown cause.

After investigating Li Chunhua's interpersonal relationship, the police found that she had been in close contact with Zhao Qunfang. But just a week before Li Chunhua's death, Zhao Qunfang suddenly quit her job as a cashier and did not go in and out with Li Chunhua. They only kept in touch on wechat.

”On April 24, Li Chunhua sent you a message saying,” my Lord is really showing his spirit. ”What do you mean Police pointed to chat records asked.

Zhao Qunfang hung his head and held his hand on his knee involuntarily: ”I, I don't know...”

Seeing that she didn't cooperate, the police couldn't help but accentuate her tone and press her step by step: ”on the chat record, you replied to her at that time,” I didn't cheat you. ”. Do you really don't know, or do you want to hide the truth? ”

Zhao Qunfang suddenly raised her head, her turbid eyes trembling. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously, and then said, ”I, I forget... We are both superstitious. At that time, I met a very powerful master and introduced him to her, but I really don't know what she is going to do.”

Police eyes sharp gaze at her, it seems to penetrate her skin to see the bottom of the heart.

”What master? How do you know this? Does your sudden resignation have anything to do with the master and Li Chunhua? ”

”We call him master Sui. I don't know where he is. We... Met on the road,” Zhao Qunfang said fluently. ”I resigned because I bought a lottery ticket according to the master's instructions and won 150000.”

Two policemen looked at each other, obviously did not expect to win the lottery.

”How do you usually contact the master?”

”There is no contact. When the master says he wants to find me, he will find me naturally.” Zhao Qunfang shook his head. When he mentioned the master, fear flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Jiu was listening. The more he listened, the more he felt that this master should be too old.

I just don't know the relationship between Zhao Qunfang and Taisui. And she had called to report the jewelry store she had opened before.

Jiang Shu coughed, raised his hand and made a gesture to say something: ”Comrade police, I have something to say.”

Seeing the police, he continued: ”on May 4, the street office received an anonymous phone call from Ms. Zhao Qunfang, reporting that the jewelry shop in Wenhua street is a cult organization and that feudal superstition activities are harmful to people.”

Zhao Qunfang trembled and suddenly screamed, ”you're talking nonsense. I haven't called!”

She seemed to be stimulated, and all of a sudden she yelled. No matter what the police said, they would not listen or communicate.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiu innocently pointed to his ear: ”I answered the phone at that time. My ears are very smart. I can recognize her voice. If the two comrades don't believe it, they can go to our unit to check the call records. In addition to May 4, she made several phone calls a few days ago. That old master may have something to do with this jewelry store. ”

When the police heard this, they found that it was both a master and a report of feudal superstition. Maybe some cult was behind it. Seeing that Zhao Qunfang was still pretending to be a fool, he immediately got up to do business and said, ”we will first check the telephone number and the jewelry store, and we will come back to visit after confirmation. I hope you can cooperate with the police to truthfully explain the situation.”

Then he left.

Jiang Shu and Xue Meng fall behind, and Zhao Qunfang gives them a fierce look while scolding them, and drives them out impolitely.

As soon as they left, she sat down on the ground, shaking for a long time, and then managed to get up on the sofa. As soon as she sat down, the cell phone next to her started to ring. She suddenly trembled, and her eyes were staring at the incoming call in horror. The phone number on the call interface was not the normal cell phone number, but four four.

Zhao Qunfang's teeth were creaking. After a while, he finally summoned up his courage and reached out to hang up the phone.

But soon the phone rang again. She stared in horror and hung up again. Three times in a row, the call finally stopped. Then, with a Ding Dong sound, a text message came in.

Come to Tieqiao bay at 11:30 tonight

*

From Zhao Qunfang's home, the two policemen asked for the address of the street office and went directly to get the call records. Jiang Shu and Xue Meng continued to collect information, so they stayed and continued to work.

They were busy until 4:30 p.m. and drove back to work, just in time to clock out.

Jiang Gu clears up the table and lets lion dragon jump into his bag. He is ready to visit uncle Yao in the Municipal People's hospital first. Sherman was on his way. Two people sitting in the back of the bus, he seems to bear again and again, finally can't help but close, low voice asked: ”those who died, not because in a dream to the statue of a wish?”

He pondered this matter all the way in his heart. If he said something with Jiang Shu in the morning, he still had some doubts about ghosts and gods. What he heard at Zhao Qunfang's house today made him realize that half of his doubts.

Maybe the dream is true, so is the God of age.

In this world, there are really ghosts hidden in the dark.

Even sitting on the crowded and sultry bus, Xue Meng felt cold all over.

Jiang Gu glanced at him and saw the fear he had hidden carefully in his eyes.

After all, this is a scientific society. Ordinary people are skeptical about the theory of ghosts and gods. When they come into contact with such things, they will inevitably feel scared and uneasy. Xue Meng is a common man with a big heart. It's hard for him to ask until now.

”It doesn't really matter what they died for,” Jiang said in a slow voice. ”There's a saying that 'character decides fate'. People with bad intentions may die for other reasons even if they don't have a statue.”

What he said was a disguised admission of seaman's conjecture.

While Xue Meng was lying in a trough in his heart, he felt that the cool air behind Jiang GUI's words seemed to be less sufficient.

In the end, no matter whether there are demons or not in the world, there must be a sentence that is right: if you don't do it, you won't die.

”You're right.”

He looked at Jiang GUI with bright eyes, and he didn't know what his brain had done. Look at that expression. If it wasn't for the bus, I'd like to give Jiang GUI tea, beat my shoulder and hold my thigh.

At this time, in his eyes, Jiang Jiu is the Buddhist sweeping monk, the hidden big man.

Xue Meng grabbed Jiang GUI's hand and said, ”Dad, I'll be your son in the future. Don't forget to be rich. ”

Unable to laugh or cry, Jiang Gu patted off his paws and said coldly, ”go away, I'm not as ugly as you.”

……

The Municipal People's hospital is relatively close, so Jiang Jiu gets off the bus first.

Uncle Yao has been living in the hospital for three days. After Jiang Jiu went to work, Yao Xiaohei took care of him. Jiang Jiu was worried that he would make trouble when he just came into contact with human society. As soon as he had time, he went to the hospital to have a look.