The deceased Grandma Zeng, no one knows what her name is, her husband who died at an early age is surnamed Zeng, a native of Sichuan, and people in Qinggang Lane call her Grandma Zeng. The only son of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info was originally pulling a rickshaw, but was killed when the Japanese bombed Zhabei, leaving her alone and living in Qinggang Lane.

Su San's colleague Liu Yongqing was an eyewitness.

According to his account to the police, he was passing by Qinggang Lane at the time.

"Our newspaper likes to report on weird things, and you know that." Liu Yongqing said, "I just want to know if there was a tragedy in Qinggang Lane back then, so I went there to see if there was anything strange." As a result, I walked into the alley, chills, really cold, the weather was pretty good today, I knew that there must be something strange in it, then I saw Grandma walking in front, I asked her why this alley was so deserted, Grandma ignored me, and continued to walk forward, I took two steps to catch up with her, at this time she suddenly burst out of the fire from the top of her head, the fire burned very fast, and soon she was surrounded by the whole person, I was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately reacted and turned on the camera and began to take pictures. ”

Hearing this, Miao Yi slapped the table angrily: "Seeing that grandma on fire, you didn't even go to help put out the fire, just thinking about taking pictures?" ”

Liu Yongqing hurriedly defended himself: "Mr. Policeman, I can't help it, the fire burns quickly, silently, the flame is small, not very red, cyan, very weird, yes, just like the legendary ghost fire!" It's a cyan flame. Surrounded by Grandma, people were burned soon, and I had no way to save it alone, and then where would I go to find water at that time. ”

Su San listened on the side, carefully analyzed, and she also agreed that Liu Yongqing's words were true.

She saw the pile of ashes brought back by the police, a large living person, burned to a complete cloud of ashes within ten minutes of the fire, this is not an ordinary fire, and naturally it is impossible to use ordinary methods to put out the fire. Liu Yongqing's approach at that time seemed cruel but it was the most rational move in desperation, at least he quickly filmed the whole process of Grandma Zeng being surrounded by flames and quickly burned to ashes, leaving evidence for solving the case in the future.

"Oh my God, there are such strange things, I'm glad I didn't go last night, if I did, would something happen to me?" Back at the newspaper office, Ma Wannian showed an expression of the rest of his life after listening to all the events. Su San said: "It may not be the same situation as the Yang family, I have seen the wreckage of the Yang family, which is completely different from Grandma Zeng's, the Yang family at least still has coke, and Grandma Zeng has been completely burned down, it is really in ashes." ”

Liu Yongqing patted his chest and couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart: "It's just so exciting, you don't know, the fire burned silently, I took every picture of the scene, haha, I'll wash the photos first, this wonderful thing will definitely be popular." ”

Su San watched him enter the darkroom, a little speechless.

A big living person turned into ashes in front of his eyes, but Liu Yongqing was rejoicing.

Ma Wannian saw that Su San's face was not good, and comforted him in a low voice: "Lao Liu, no one is bad, but he has not been very proud, and suddenly encountered a strange thing, and felt that he could rely on this report to turn over, and it was inevitable that he would get a little carried away." ”

Liu Yongqing locked himself in the darkroom, hummed a song and began to develop the photo.

As he was operating, it suddenly occurred to him that something seemed to be wrong. At that time, the scene was too shocking, and his whole energy was focused on the burning grandma, and he must have ignored the surrounding details.

Where is it? He used tweezers to clip the photo paper, looked at the image that was gradually revealed on the photo paper, and remembered that when the grandmother of the Zeng family heard her shouting, she actually turned her head back, and she only started to run after seeing herself, because she ran, Liu Yongqing wanted to follow him quickly. Yes, Grandma also shouted a sentence at the time, what is it? Liu Yongqing is 45 years old this year, he has always been a tabloid reporter with no ambitions, his own ability is not high, and it is very problematic to support his family with a meager salary. After staying up late for a long time and malnutrition, he had some premature aging, his hair was almost gone, so he wore a cap everywhere he went.

Today he is wearing a gray coat, a peaked cap, and a camera around his neck, which looks a bit young from a distance.

Liu Yongqing remembered that the grandmother of the Zeng family saw that she was like seeing a ghost, turned around and ran, and shouted: "Why are you here again, don't kill me, I didn't see anything." ”

That's right.

Liu Yongqing thought of this, and the joy in his heart was gradually diluted by invisible fear.

Why are you here again? Don't kill me, I didn't see anything.

In other words, there was a person who was very similar to himself who did something here before, and was discovered by the grandmother of the Zeng family, and this person must have done something terrible, which would scare a grandmother who dared to live alone in a haunted place like that.

Someone who looks like me? It's all over the street, and Boss Ma often wears a gray jacket, a peaked cap, and a camera.

Liu Yongqing shook his head, trying to clear this idea out of his mind, he couldn't think in such a weird direction, all he had to do was to develop these photos and publish them, so that he would be a blockbuster, and maybe he could step into the ranks of famous reporters. Like that Miss Su, she can take the money from the newspaper to travel around the mountains and rivers, which is very comfortable.

"Washed?" Ma Wannian's voice came from behind him.

Liu Yongqing was taken aback, and the tweezers fell to the ground without holding it.

"Mr. Ma, why are you walking silently, you scared me to death." Li Yongqing bent down to pick up tweezers, while Ma Wannian picked up his washed photo and put it under the light to look at it carefully.

"That grandma didn't say anything to you?"

Ma Wannian looked at the photos one by one and suddenly asked.

"No, no, she doesn't know me, what can she say to me." Liu Yongqing lied instantly, and an indescribable panic suddenly rose in his heart.

It must be a problem with the lighting in the darkroom, he always feels that under this kind of dim light, Mr. Ma, who is usually sunny and handsome, will look a little gloomy and frightening.

"It's a really good shot." Ma Wannian admired from the bottom of his heart, "From the fire to the ashes, it is really enjoyable to do it in one go." ”

"Yes, I was shocked at the time, this kind of scene, even I can't dream of it, people can still burn like this, but unfortunately, I can't shoot the effect of that flame, how weird and weird is that cyan flame." Hearing Ma Wannian's admiration, Liu Yongqing danced happily. Pointing to the scene in the photo, he happily introduced.

"Yes, the cyan flame, the flame that devours everything." Ma Wannian held the photo in his hand and muttered to himself.

Liu Yongqing looked at the closed door on the side, his heart became more and more panicked, and he saw the smile on the corner of Ma Wannian's mouth, which was an admiring smile.

Liu Yongqing admitted that he was actually very excited when he saw the burning, but there was absolutely no happy component, but he was a little panicked, but the mood of wanting to be famous overcame the fear. But this Mr. Ma gave him the feeling of happiness and enjoyment.

Liu Yongqing moved to the door. Ma Wannian looked up and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Maybe I've been in the darkroom for a long time, and I have a bit of a headache."

"It's a headache, then you go out and take it slowly, I'll wash the rest."

Liu Yongqing ran out in a hurry when he encountered ****.

Ma Wannian looked at the remaining camera in the potion and sighed slightly: "Really, I don't know what to see and what not to look at at my age, and I'm a fool when I die, well, you can't do it, you're already in ashes." ”

He picked up the paper with tweezers, hung it on a wooden shelf, and looked at the pile of ashes that gradually appeared on the paper, and the corners of his mouth rippled with a smile of great enjoyment.

It's so perfect, it's better than expected.

Ma Wannian's fingers slid over the photo paper, and he moved gently, as if he was falling in love with the photo with his fingers.

(To be continued.) )