"What do you mean?"

Hao Minyuan touched the futon on the bed.

Liu Xili pointed to the folds on the futon: "You look at these traces, they are formed when the object has been in a fixed state for a long time. ”

Hao Minyuan nodded: "What do you mean ......?"

"No one has slept in this bed for at least three months!"

As soon as Liu Xili finished speaking, Han Jianjian, who had been standing at the door, retorted: "This ...... It's impossible! At least I can confirm that Uncle Zhou sleeps in the house every night. ”

Hao Minyuan asked rhetorically: "Can you confirm it?" ”

Han Jianli nodded resolutely.

I hurriedly explained: "He stayed at Zhou Zhishu's house for the past two days. ”

"That's strange...... Hao Minyuan walked around the room and asked Liu Xili again, "Can you be 100% sure that you haven't slept in bed in the past few days?" ”

Liu Xili nodded, stretched out his hand and wiped it vigorously on the sheets, and then showed me his palm.

Liu Xili looked white and his hands were white, but at this time, his palms turned gray.

Hao Minyuan took a deep breath: "This is strange! ”

The bedroom is only twenty or thirty square meters, except for a bed and an old-fashioned table, there is only a large urn buried on one side, which makes people look twisted, and several people invariably gather in front of the urn.

Hao Minyuan glanced at me and Liu Xili with a serious expression, and after Liu Xili nodded at him, Hao Minyuan took out a gun with his right hand, waved his left hand, and motioned for a few of us to go back.

After we took two steps back, Hao Minyuan raised the gun in one hand and slowly lifted the lid of the urn with the other.

At this moment, I held my breath, mentally prepared to see anything strange.

It is said that there should not be such a large urn in the bedroom, there must be a demon when something goes wrong!

Look at this urn, it is enough to let go of a person of ordinary size, could it be that Old Man Zhou is shrinking in the urn at this time?

The scene of finding the stone statue of Zhenhe in the urn of Xue Chunshan's house flashed through my mind like lightning.

The lid of the sorghum stalk was slowly lifted, but inside the tank was half a tank of water, and there was nothing else.

Seeing this scene, several people were stunned!

"What are you doing in the bedroom with half a tank of water? Isn't it possible to be ready for fire? ”

Han Jianjian leaned over to the urn, leaned over and glanced at it, and muttered.

Liu Xili took out a flashlight from his pocket, turned it on, and bent down into the urn, looked at it for two seconds, then retracted and asked the female forensic doctor outside the door for white gloves and tweezers.

After stooping down again to the urn, he used tweezers to pinch out a gray hair, looked at it a few times, put it in the white evidence bag, and then bent down again to pick out another one.

"What is this?"

Hao Minyuan also pasted it in front of the urn.

"It looks like human pubic hair!"

"Pubic hair?"

"Yes!"

"Why is there someone's pubic hair in the tank! This...... This can't be someone's bathtub! Hao Minyuan took the evidence bag and put it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully, and smacked his tongue again and again.

Bathing in the bedroom with an urn? Zhou Laohan still has this hobby!

I suddenly thought of my uncle's words, he said that Zhou Laohan was not a good person, not even a person, and he had obviously died in the Yellow River before...... According to my relationship with my uncle in the past two days, I can feel that he is a cautious person, and I will definitely not say anything if I am not sure.

But what does Uncle mean by this?

He's not human? This shouldn't be an insult......

My brain "buzzed", and an idea popped up, so I turned around and asked Hao Minyuan: "Do you think this is possible?" "I love e-books

Hao Minyuan sighed: "What is possible?" ”

"This urn is where he sleeps!"

Several people surrounded me: "Brother, what do you mean by that?" ”

I picked up my uncle's words and said them again, and several people were exclaimed.

Hao Minyuan said: "The boat accident more than ten years ago? Some time ago, when I was sorting out the old files, I remember seeing the old ship disaster files in the city more than ten years ago, so that my colleagues could check them! ”

Liu Xili asked me: "Do the Ludong brothers have any ideas?" ”

I nodded: "What do you say!" I know it's bizarre, but I believe my uncle's words - maybe the real Uncle Zhou has already died in that accident! ”

Several people were startled again, and Han Jianjian's eyes widened and asked, "That'...... So Uncle Zhou, who has been with us these days, is a ghost? ”

I thought of Fa Ying's words, he smelled a strong yin qi before agreeing to come to Donghu Village, saying that that thing was not a ghost or a demon, could it be that it was Zhou Laohan? Thinking of this, I quickly replied: "It shouldn't be a ghost!" But maybe more powerful than a ghost! ”

Hao Minyuan scratched his scalp: "Brother, according to what you say, your uncle Song Boss should know!" Why don't we ask him! ”

I smiled bitterly: "You don't know my uncle's temper, what he won't say, I guess no one will say if he asks." ”

Han Jianjian, who was on the side, clapped his hands: "There is another person who should also know the truth!" ”

"Who?" Hao Minyuan and I asked at about the same time.

"Fa Ying!"

"That's right!"

A few of us returned to the village branch and just as we were about to knock on the door of Fadian's bedroom, we heard a deafening snoring sound from inside.

Hao Minyuan shook his head: "It's not bad for this night!" Ask again tomorrow! ”

At about 9 o'clock in the evening, the district police station called, and according to the autopsy information passed by Liu Xili, colleagues from the forensic department concluded that the deceased was between 45 and 55 years old, and had been dead for more than 10 years, and died of suffocation.

When Liu Xili answered the phone, he pressed the hands-free button, and I was also listening.

The more I listened, the more I felt chills in my heart.

Forty or fifty years old?

More than ten years of suffocation?

Then there's the diamond-shaped mole on his chin...... Moles are not found on every face, and even if they do, they don't all have the same shape, and even if they do, they don't necessarily have the same shape......

But no matter the location, size and shape of the deceased's mole, it turned out to be the same as Zhou Laohan's, how could there be such a coincidence in the world?

Could this person be Zhou Laohan?

I thought of the story in Liaozhai, where the fox fairy could transform into a human and then live in his place.

So the old man Zhou we have seen, could it be something evil in the Yellow River?

There are fox demons in the mountains, and there should also be water demons in the river.

When I think about it, I feel chills all over my body.

After Liu Xili deducted the phone, I told them what I thought.

The first reaction of several people was, "This is absolutely impossible!" ”

I told them that even two months ago, I would never have thought so, but in the past two months, after so many bizarre and strange things, my so-called worldview has completely changed.

I think that there may not be a legendary ghost in this world, but there must be something invisible and mysterious that exists.

Liu Xili pondered for a full minute before he slowly spoke: "I haven't found a reasonable explanation for the matter of the female corpse in red until now...... Maybe...... Maybe ......"

The second half of the sentence was replaced by two sneers.

Xiao He had been standing behind her, and she walked up to Liu Xili: "Liu Ke, it's not difficult to prove whether that corpse is the secretary of Zhoucun!" ”