Chapter 15: Ashes
There are all kinds of things in the world, and they can't help but scrutinize.
But what kind of person scrutinizes and how to scrutinize is another great science.
After listening to Mao Xiaotong's words, Wang Luo couldn't help but sigh a little disappointed.
"The pattern, the insight is short after all. ”
Mao Xiaotong didn't know how to say comforting words, so he had to tell the truth according to what he thought in his heart.
"Wang Luo, in fact, as an ordinary person, it is already very good that you can do this. ”
"yes, after all, I'm just an ordinary person. Wang Luo laughed at himself a little, "I don't know if I, an ordinary person, are involved in this extraordinary matter, whether it is my Wang Luo's luck or misfortune." ”
Wang Luo was cold, even though it was May, it was still a little cold when he didn't carry clothes with him at night. Mao Xiaotong saw that he was a little disappointed in his heart, and he had something in his heart, but he wanted to say it but didn't know how to say it, so he had to hold Wang Luo's hand a little tighter.
"Well, hopefully this is the first and last time this has happened. ”
After speaking, Wang Luo picked up Mao Xiaotong and walked in the direction of the master bedroom on the second floor.
"Mao Xiaotong, let you see my last stubbornness as an ordinary person. ”
……
Zhang Qian's urn was placed in the brightest part of the home, as if she was the real owner here. The smile on the black and white posthumous photo is very bright, just like Wang Luo is familiar with, pure and true.
"When you entered this courtyard, you recited two things to me, one was your cousin's diary, and the other was the urn in front of us. If you look for a diary, I understand it, but if you look for an urn, I don't understand it very well. ”
Regarding Mao Xiaotong's doubts, Wang Luo did not answer immediately, he smiled slightly and said with some fun: "From a chemical point of view, the main ingredient of the ashes cremated after death is calcium carbonate, whether it is a man or a woman, the elderly or a child, the last thing that is burned is the same, but I don't know if you can find some traces from the perspective of the energy world." ”
"Something like the one in the movie, would you? Just call my cousin's ghost over and see if the person in this box is my cousin." ”
"This ......"
After listening to Wang Luo's words, Mao Xiaotong's face was full of sadness, and he only hated that he only regarded these things as a small way when he went to school, and now when it was time to use them, he knew that he shouldn't have used them at that time.
"Why, isn't it?"
In the face of Wang Luo's questioning, Mao Xiaotong decided to answer half-truths and half-truths in order to take care of his face.
"Generally speaking, a person's body does leave some traces of soul energy, and these traces can indeed reflect some things in his life after special processing. It's just that the ruler is short and long, and the art industry is specialized, and your cousin only has ashes left, so I really have more than enough heart and not enough strength. ”
Wang Luo was not too disappointed with such an answer, but now, the element of luck is the majority.
"Intuition is such a wonderful thing, and there are times when I make judgments based on intuition that are unfounded, but sometimes it is very accurate, and in this case, I have to go to great lengths to find evidence to prove the correctness of my ideas. ”
"Just like what Mao Xiaotong said just now, I know that you really can't fulfill my request now, but the reason you gave should be mixed with water. ”
Being exposed to the lie in front of someone, Mao Xiaotong's face was slightly hot, but he couldn't help arguing, "There are eleven people at the same time as me, and there are only three people who can do what you just asked, and it is not strange for me to do it." ”
"Be smart, what you just said is true. Wang Luo said confidently.
Shocked and incomprehensible, Mao Xiaotong's slightly opened lips up and down a few times and finally expressed what she wanted to express.
"You...... You...... How, exactly?"
"To be honest, I don't know. Wang Luo said very sincerely staring at Mao Xiaotong's eyes. "People who often read some psychology can judge the truth or falsehood of words from people's behavior, facial expressions, speaking voice, speed of speech, etc., but I have always been a prophet to the result. ”
Now, the simple word shock can no longer express Mao Xiaotong's mood, and Wang Luo's current situation has simply subverted her cognition.
"Mind reading, impossible, this is the ability that only the current principal has, your soul strength is only 2 Al, and you have not undergone systematic study and training, how can you do such a thing?"
"It would be nice to know why. ”
Mao Xiaotong heard a sense of vicissitudes that did not belong to his age from Wang Luo's words, perhaps this is also the reason why the other party is more mature mentally than his peers.
"A well-known psychologist in country M has calculated that the average person tells a lie 25 times a day, but if the real situation is true, it will be doubled. ”
"People, it's really fake, sometimes it's a lie, you have to meet it with hypocrisy. I listen to lies every day and hear that I want to vomit in annoyance, but I keep pretending not to know. I like to spend time with children and talk to the big fool in the village because they tell the truth. ”
"Do you like being with me, then?"
After listening to Wang Luo's words, Mao Xiaotong asked such a question, but as soon as the words came out, she regretted it, what is the difference between a girl's questioning and confessing.
Without any thought, Wang Luo replied quickly.
"Like it and don't like it. ”
Wang Luo's answer made Mao Xiaotong a little dissatisfied, can't the last four words be removed directly?
"I like to be with you because you're very real, and the laughter and scolding are all on your face, even if it's a little panic, it's irrelevant. If I don't like it, it's because I'm worried about my life. ”
The previous words were very pertinent, and Mao Xiaotong listened to them beautifully, but as soon as the latter words were added, her face immediately changed.
"Wang ...... Luo ...... Do you want to die now?"
Seeing Mao Xiaotong like an angry little tiger, Wang Luo did not beg for mercy or dodge as before.
"I like it, it's because you look like this, it's true. ”
Mao Xiaotong, who was originally planning to do it again, heard Wang Luo say this, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he said with some annoyance.
"Count you as acquaintances. ”
risked his life to tease Mao Xiaotong again, but before he was slapped, Wang Luo felt in a good mood. But now, it's still a big deal, let's put the flirting thing later.
"Actually, there is one thing about my cousin that I have always been haunted by. Before my cousin was cremated, I thought she was lying in the coffin, but after my cousin was cremated, I felt that she was not in the urn. ”
"I knew that if a nine-year-old told something like this, he would be treated as nonsense, and maybe even beaten up. So it's better not to talk about this kind of thing, and just wait for the opportunity to pursue this matter later. ”
Another key point in Zhang Qian's suicide case is revealed, many of the previous information is unsubstantiated, and can only guide the direction of the case, but if Zhang Qian's body is replaced in the process of cremation, this can undoubtedly be used as indirect evidence to prove that her suicide is still suspicious, and the real murderer wants to make a fuss about her body.
"Today is the opportunity you were waiting for?"
Wang Luo said to Mao Xiaotong with some joy: "To be precise, your arrival is my luck, otherwise I will have to wait a few more years." ”
Wang Luo's words made Mao Xiaotong feel like her heart was beating slightly, but this kind of inappropriate conversation made her a little embarrassed.
"I'm his luck, this kind of shameful words, he actually said it so bluntly......"
……
In a moment, Mao Xiaotong didn't talk about the plot in her heart in detail, and reflected from her personal emotions, she recalled Wang Luo's words and felt that something was wrong.
"Identifying whether the inside of the coffin and the inside of the urn are the same person, this is not mind reading, what is your ability?"
"How do I know this? Usually the words spoken to people are the most useful, and sometimes I have feelings for certain things, and I can't figure out the temper of such things as intuition. ”
Looking at Wang Luo's extremely sincere expression that I didn't know, Mao Xiaotong understood that he probably couldn't ask any results.
"Don't talk about your intuition or anything, Wang Luo, you show me first, how to tell if the ashes in this box are your cousin's. ”
Without further ado, Wang Luo randomly found a larger iron box, and then took a sieve from the kitchen, after this set of preparations was completed. He bowed to the urn again, and said silently, "Old man, there is a reason for the incident, and I was offended." ”
After reading these things that Wang Luo did, Mao Xiaotong generally understood what he was going to do.
"Are you going to sift through the ashes through a sieve, is there anything in it that can prove your identity?"
"That's right. ”
Wang Luo replied while carefully opening the urn.
"In my opinion, inside this box is an old man in an army green coat, and his teeth are surprisingly good, which should have been inlaid later. ”
After figuring out Wang Luo's thoughts, Mao Xiaotong stared both eyes into the sieve, she wanted to see if the intuition that even her, a supernatural person, could not understand, was accurate.
"But this kind of thing also depends on luck, I have learned that the ashes handed over to the family members by the people in the crematorium are not all, less than one-third, more than half, just hope that the ashes they give have what we want. ”
The sieve originally used to sift the surface shook gently in Wang Luo's hand, and through the eye of the sieve, the gray-white ashes fell into the iron box like snowflakes.
The contents of the sieve are gradually decreasing, the contents of the tin box are increasing, and the corners of the truth are gradually emerging.