Chapter 46: The Lost Soul

By the time the staff of the logistics department finished cleaning up the scene, it was almost noon.

I have to say that the secret bureau is beautiful.

After cleaning up the two corpses and the blood stains on the ground, they also used disinfectant and freshener to help Chen Xian deal with it, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers immediately covered up those fishy smells.

Until finally, several staff members brought in a large box from the outside and carefully placed it on the ground.

The carton box was tightly sealed, and outsiders couldn't see what was inside, Chen Xian was very curious, and couldn't help but come forward to take a look.

The staff opened the package by two, and there was a 70-inch TV inside.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xian was stunned for a long time.

"This matter should be treated as a misunderstanding." Zhao Song stood outside the door smoking a cigarette, pointed to the TV that had been moved into the living room by the staff and said, "If a neighbor asks, you will say that the TV is broken, and the sounds you heard before are all misunderstandings." ”

"Are you sure you want to say that?" Chen Xian glanced back at the TV and asked tentatively, "That's not a short time, does anyone believe that?" ”

"You don't care if others believe it or not, just believe it yourself." Zhao Song said, looking down and holding the mobile phone, he didn't know what he was messing with, and the expression on his face was quite serious, "After half a month or a month, no one will be able to remember this matter." ”

Chen Xian nodded suspiciously, as if he was still a little worried, and his brows were furrowed.

"Don't think about it so much." Zhao Song showed a smile and comforted, "The people in our department are good at changing clothes, they all wore police uniforms and went out for a walk several times before, and they also explained to some neighbors along the way, many people believed it, it is not as complicated as you think, after all, the credibility of this dress is still there." ”

"Since you say so, then I'm relieved." Chen Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can keep this TV.,It seems to be a new model just released this year.,The picture and sound effects are pretty good.。 Zhao Song smiled and put his mobile phone in his pocket, "This time it will be reimbursed to you with public funds, and you will have to pay for it yourself next time." ”

Zhao Song is a strange person, at least in Chen Xian's opinion.

When doing business, he is not smiling, and he is rigid like a zombie, but sometimes he will show his amiable side, and the contrast between before and after is not ordinary.

"Now that this matter is settled, I'll lead the team back first, and I'll contact you later."

"It's hard work, I see you haven't eaten yet, why don't we have a meal together?"

"No, you don't."

Zhao Song directly rejected Chen Xian's invitation, waved his hand and beckoned the other members of the logistics department to close the team.

When Chen Xian sent them out of Laoluoguxiang and watched them drive away, it was almost noon.

On the way home, Chen Xian met many neighbors, and unsurprisingly received a series of attention, and some gossipy old men and old ladies came over and asked him what happened last night.

Chen Xian's answer was taught by Zhao Song, just one sentence.

"The TV is broken."

When Chen Xian used this sentence as an answer, his heart was still quite empty, but he also kept hypnotizing himself, whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

Go back to the house, close the door, and lock it.

Chen Xian stood in the empty courtyard for a while, took a deep breath, and made sure that he couldn't smell the fishy smell before, then he completely relaxed, turned around and walked into the room in the corner.

The side room used to be used as a guest room, but Chen Xian's family is different from other families, probably because Chen Xian has no relatives and friends, and Chen Xian has no contact with outsiders, so in his memory, the guest room has always been empty, and he has only used it once until today.

Chen Xian stood outside the side room, listened quietly for a while, and found that the girl didn't seem to have woken up yet, there was no movement in the room, and it was so quiet that it could be heard falling a needle.

In order not to wake up the girl, Chen Xian lightly took out the key and carefully opened the door.

Just pushed it away. At the door, Chen Xian saw sitting on the bed. Girl on a daze.

The girl must have woken up a long time ago, but she had not made a sound, and she had continued to sit cross-legged on the bed, her head tilted and tilted, as if she was bored to death, and kept yawning.

Seeing the door opened, she didn't react, still staring blankly outside.

After a while, she seemed to slowly come back to her senses, looking at Chen Xian blinking her eyes, suddenly jumping, and getting out of bed very happily. jumped on the ground and staggered to Chen Xian's side.

Chen ..... Idle ......"

"You're very good today." Chen Xian nodded, looking at the girl with satisfaction, he gently rubbed two handfuls on the girl's head as if soothing a small animal, as if praising a child, his voice was rare and gentle, "There is neither running around, nor making a sound, no one else has noticed you, and you are acting very well." ”

The girl happily threw herself into Chen Xian's arms, her little head kept rubbing against Chen Xian's palm, as if she wanted more.

"Today they gave us a TV, don't you like to watch TV?"

Chen Xian was probably afraid that she would be running around again, so he subconsciously took her hand and slowly led her out of the house.

The old mansion seems to have changed, and it has become a little strange.

The old mansion used to be filled with a dead and gloomy atmosphere, which made people feel a little inexplicably cold, as if these houses had always been shrouded in some kind of shadow that persisted all year round, and the sky that could be seen from the courtyard was always gloomy, but now......

The courtyard covered with blue bricks seems to have a little less fairy aura and more fireworks that the mortal world should have.

Some noisy, some noisy.

Maybe that's what life should be.

After Chen Xian helped the girl adjust the new TV, he went out alone to the farmers' market to buy some vegetables, compared to yesterday, today's girl looks more reassuring, at least Chen Xian can let her stay at home alone and watch the animation, instead of throwing her into the room like a prisoner like before.

The sunshine in March is always so just right, Chen Xian, who walked in the old gongguxiang, felt deeply about it, although the afternoon sun was a little dazzling, but it was still soft, and the warmth fell on the body indescribably comfortable.

After buying vegetables and cooking at home, a little smoke rose from the old house.

When Chen Xian and the girl sat down at the dinner table again, the sky happened to be gloomy, and the dark clouds seemed to be raining.

Chen Xian...... Head ...... "The girl is not as able to eat as before, maybe because she is thinking about other things, her appetite does not seem to be strong, a pair of light and lovely eyes, always spinning on Chen Xian's head, and muttering in her mouth, "Chen Xian...... Head...... It hurts ........"

"My head doesn't hurt, the wound is healed, you see." Chen Xian tilted his head at the girl and motioned for her to see the wound Xu Sanhan had left him before.

Of course, it can't be regarded as a wound, it can only be said that it was a place where it was once injured, and the skin of that part is fair and tender, and it is not at all obvious that it has just grown, and there is almost no color difference with the skin of other parts.

The girl opened her eyes wide and lay on Chen Xian's head like looking for lice, looking very carefully.

After watching it for about three or four minutes, the girl was completely relieved and went to eat happily.

During this process, Chen Xian has been observing her.

From the point of view of the most basic expression skills, the girl has made great progress, although she still speaks and communicates sometimes slurred, and her sentences are intermittent, but at least now her expression is easier to understand than before, and she can understand more words than before.

I don't seem to have much communication with her during this time, and she spends most of her time on TV...... Is it because of watching TV?

Chen Xian analyzed silently, and would look at the girl from time to time, as if he wanted to find some answers from her face.

But every time the girl seemed to be able to detect Chen Xian's gaze, and when she found Chen Xian looking at herself, she would always raise her head and look back and forth with curiosity.

After the meal, Chen Xian was cleaning up the tableware on the table when his mobile phone rang suddenly.

"Hello, who?" Chen Xian held the mobile phone between his shoulders, tilted his head to answer the phone, looked a little awkward, his left and right hands were not idle, and he was so busy that he was sweating.

"Looking for you!" The voice of the old liar came from there, and he seemed to be in a hurry to hear his tone, "Are you okay kid?" ”

"It's okay, what's wrong?" Chen Xian replied that he didn't take the initiative to talk about what happened last night, and he didn't plan to let the old liar know, so as not to make him upset.

The old liar was silent for a few seconds, and then asked in a low voice, "Did anyone trouble you last night?" ”

"This matter...... Chen Xian put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink, took the towel next to him and wiped his hands, and his tone was calm as if nothing had happened, "Yes, but it has been resolved." ”

As soon as the words fell, Chen Xian seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked first without waiting for the old liar to speak.

"Ge Ye, I found that something is wrong with this evil weapon."

"Something is wrong? What's wrong? The old liar asked, confused.

"The people killed by it ....."

Chen Xian said, turning his head and glancing into the courtyard from the window, as if recalling the scene of last night.

"Their souls seem to be gone."