The "7.23" case, the full name of which is "7.23 series of murder and corpse mutilation cases", was noticed by Canghu when he checked the recent "8.14" murder case in the archives of the criminal police brigade, and the details of the case are extremely similar to the "8.14" case, as if it was from the same person, and after careful inspection, Canghu found that Jiang Ruoyun's information also recorded it, and it was written in much more detail than the recent "8.14" case, as if she had seen it with her own eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, this series of tragedies did not occur in recent years, but in the distant past.

-- Nearly forty years ago.

Jiang Ruoyun is 28 years old this year.

It is clearly impossible to access the time, but Jiang Ruoyun recorded it in great detail, and at this moment she also claimed to Canghu that she was one of the victims of this series of tragedies, but the eleven "victims" of that case had already turned into dismembered corpses, and none of them survived.

From beginning to end, Jiang Ruoyun's words were full of weirdness and impossibility.

Looking at Jiang Ruoyun, who looked calm but firm, Cang Yan and Liu Yuanhua couldn't help frowning, but Cang Hu's expression did not change in the slightest, but he nodded lightly to Jiang Ruoyun.

"That's right."

This long-expected tone made Cang Yan and Liu Yuanhua a little incomprehensible for a while, and after noticing the puzzled gazes of the two of them, without waiting for them to ask, Canghu looked at Jiang Ruoyun and spoke softly.

"Miss Jiang remembers her 'past life'."

With a gentle word, Cang Yan and Liu Yuanhua couldn't help but be stunned, but they were both a little stunned when they understood.

"Are you saying that she died at the hands of the murderer forty years ago in her previous life, and after she was reincarnated, she pursued the murderer herself to avenge it?"

looked at Jiang Ruoyun, who pursed his lips and did not speak, Canghu looked at Liu Yuanhua, who asked coldly, and nodded: "Almost." ”

I didn't have the heart to ask what the difference between what Canghu said "almost" was, Liu Yuanhua frowned, and said, "But how can human beings remember their past lives?" Is Meng Po soup funny? ”

"I didn't drink it, I poured it."

Jiang Ruoyun's voice was soft, indifferent as if she was talking about other people's affairs, she looked at Liu Yuanhua, who was frowning and turned her gaze, she looked at Canghu again, and said softly: "Moreover, he didn't drink either." ”

There is no need to ask Jiang Ruoyun to know who this "he" is, looking at the young man in the photo in his hand, Canghu asked calmly: "You mean, this man is not the murderer himself, but his reincarnation?" ”

Jiang Ruoyun nodded slowly.

Forty years ago, Jiang Ruoyun was an ordinary female worker, working diligently every day, getting along well with colleagues, getting along harmoniously with neighbors, and having no object of resentment.

However, it was so simple that she was targeted by a murderer.

I was knocked out and taken away in the night, and when I woke up, I was in a strange and dark space, and all I could see in front of me was a strange middle-aged man, with a polite smile on Sven's face, but there was a shuddering gloom in his eyes behind the lenses.

And, it was a woman.

In confusion and fear, she saw a few things in the woman's hands, and the cold light reflected on the blade frightened her, but she couldn't move for some reason, so she could only watch the woman take those cold tools and get closer to her body that couldn't move.

Jiang Ruoyun will never forget the great pain of being separated from his body alive, and the despair and horror of watching all this happen.

When the Sven-like murderer finally pulled out her beating heart, her consciousness finally escaped the pain that had driven her madly and sank into deep darkness, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already in the underworld.

She was at a loss when she first became a ghost, and she couldn't even remember how she died, but she only knew that she followed the ghost into a large hall, and knelt on the ground at the urging of the ghost, and then, she heard the sound of iron chains, and a woman locked by dark iron chains knelt next to her.

Delicate glasses, Sven's countenance, polite smile.

The memory of dying rolled over, Jiang Ruoyun trembled, if she hadn't seen that one end of the chain was in Hei Wuchang's hand, she would definitely run out of the hall with fear.

King Qin Guang made a majestic voice in the main hall, and soon, she knew why the murderer who killed her also appeared here.

It turned out that not long after Jiang Ruoyun's death, the police found the murderer who had been fleeing cunningly, and she resisted vigorously during the arrest, so the police could only shoot her to death, and she was locked to the underworld by Hei Impermanence with a "soul chain". Because she was not punished by the laws of the world before her death, she had to be interrogated from the beginning when she arrived in this underworld, and Jiang Ruoyun stayed here as a witness and victim to identify her crimes.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Ruoyun told all about how he died.

Even if he just recalled the situation at the time, Jiang Ruoyun trembled slightly with fear, but the woman who was the murderer kept smiling, and when she heard Jiang Ruoyun trembling and saying how she was dismembered alive, the murderer's eyes showed a look of enjoyment and obsession, and Jiang Ruoyun was cold, and she couldn't even hear how King Qin Guang convicted the murderer and how she left the hall.

When she came back to her senses, she had already arrived at a wooden bridge that had been looking old for a long time, and the river under the bridge was turbulent, red as blood, and brought up a gust of cold river wind, which made the ghosts who were ready to cross the bridge tremble, and by the bridge sat an old woman with kind eyebrows and silver hair, and after a stall, the hot soup in the pot was constantly served to the ghosts who lined up in an orderly manner under the supervision of the ghosts.

Seeing that those yin spirits who were still trembling a moment ago didn't seem to feel cold anymore after drinking the soup, and all of them looked relaxed as if they had put down something, and then walked up to the wooden bridge under the command of the ghost, and went to the end of the end in turn, Jiang Ruoyun couldn't help but be a little confused for a while.

Noticing Jiang Ruoyun's expression, the old woman handed her a bowl of hot soup, and when she subconsciously took it, she gently patted the back of her hand, and said kindly: "There are many ruthless things in the world, better than the cold wind, drink a bowl of hot soup, drink it, and you won't feel cold." ”

The soft voice seemed to have a strange magic, Jiang Ruoyun subconsciously picked up the bowl of soup and took a sip, and suddenly a warm current melted in her heart, and something that was pressing heavily on her heart melted some, making her expression brighter.

She finally understood why the spirits had such relieved expressions, and she finally realized what she was drinking.

"Here...... Is it the Nai Ho Bridge? ”

Seeing that Jiang Ruoyun didn't finish drinking in one go, neither the old woman nor the ghost urged her. Constantly handing the hot soup to the yin ghost behind her, watching the ghost lead the ghost to the bridge in one go, the old woman took the time to respond to her: "Exactly, after crossing the bridge, it will be a new life, you will have a new life, a new identity, and you will not even be a girl again, everything is new, isn't it great?" ”

Looking at the Meng Po soup in his hand, Jiang Ruoyun fell silent and smiled lightly.

"Indeed, it's good......"

Isn't it a good thing to forget such a tragic and horrific death and live a new life?

Anyway, the murderer has already been arrested here, and there is nowhere to escape, so he can have no worries.

Just as she was thinking like this, she was about to drink the Meng Po soup in one go, but suddenly she heard the sound of chains approaching, and at the same time an arrogant laughter rang out.

"You are only in charge of the underworld, what can you do with me when I am reincarnated? Hehehe...... Moreover, I will not drink Meng Po soup, what a wonderful thing it is to separate those flesh and watch life pass by! Even if it's reincarnated, I'm going to keep going! Hehehehe...... Hahaha! ”

The hand holding Meng Po soup froze. (To be continued.) )