Chapter 139: Listening to the Story of the Stove (2)
1. Death tremors
An expensive red sedan carries the family at a speed, with at least two kilometers of straight road ahead, and a dry bridge not far away, under which people on outing are jumping like colorful skittles.
The car was filled with life, and the wheels ran over the grass on the side of the road, splashing a few traces of tender green.
Dad sat in the cab driving, listening to songs, and talking to the mother and daughter in the back, in short, very pleasant. A man with a successful career can spend his free time with his family, which is indeed a great way to reduce stress.
The wind was so strong that the windows of the car were whistling, and the cozy man suddenly noticed something in the rearview mirror. He opened the window and, regardless of the danger, wiped the γγγγγγ with a rag
At the same time, people picnicking and chatting under the bridge, flying kites and playing guitars all looked at the bridge deck. According to eyewitnesses, a red sedan rushed over the guardrail of the dry bridge and crossed the morning glow in a graceful arc, like a huge bird.
It was thought to be a traffic accident, and the wreckage was quickly dragged away and burned to a black mass of corpses, which forensic doctors could not identify.
The cause of the accident is unknown, and as an ordinary traffic accident, the relevant photos and materials are lying in the traffic police file No. 178, and no one cares about it.
Until one day, an old public security officer accidentally checked another traffic accident that occurred almost simultaneously at 1.8 kilometers from the dry bridge. After a sophisticated speculation, he linked the victim's family to a poor motorcyclist.
The first traffic case - the death of the sedan driver shuddered
Dad hummed a song and happily wiped the mirror.
The mirror exaggerates its reflective surface in all directions, and some people have a certain inexplicable fear of the mirror, why? God knows. There may be times when people see things in the mirror that they should never see. Like what
Thinking of this, Dad couldn't help but laugh at himself, mediocrity disturbs himself, right? Hallucination!
When Dad wiped the mirror and was about to retract his hand, a few more bits of red fell, as if joking, Dad was a little impatient, however, subconsciously, he reached out to wipe it again.
After a second, the joke got bigger, a cavity of red liquid splashed on the mirror, and Dad didn't have time to retract his hand on the body.
Two seconds later, a round ball that looked like a watermelon smashed heavily on Dad's leg from the outside, and the reddish watermelon pulp jumped twice on Dad's leg.
Dad suddenly went from the real world to the trembling illusion, he tried to calm himself, but he suddenly felt a sight shoot at him from the most unlikely place, his eyes moved from the dry bridge not far aheadγγγγγγ steering wheel was making the car straight aheadγγγγγγ showing a speed of 90 kilometers per hourγγγγγγ
Something abnormal came from his legs, the watermelon-shaped sphere, its outer layer was a motorcycle helmet, Dad suddenly vomited, his blood pressure rose rapidly, the four chambers of his heart were overwhelmed, and then the man leaned towards the steering wheel, before that, a myocardial infarction stopped him from breathing.
For he saw a pair of sparkling eyes looking at him from the steel helmet, still blinking.
The second traffic case - the death of the motorcyclist shuddered
Zhao Fusheng likes the motorcycle in front of him very much.
Zhao Fusheng is at an age when his blood can boil over 37 degrees. Zhao Fusheng's girlfriend said that she just likes his tiger and tiger impulsiveness. His girlfriend was very interested in going for a ride, and as soon as Zhao Fusheng's head was hot, he bought this motorcycle and took his girlfriend for a ride.
It was his girlfriend's birthday, and Zhao Fusheng remembered that he was having dinner with a few buddies in the east of the city. My girlfriend's family lives in the west of the city, which means that although it is morning, if you don't hurry, you won't be able to catch your girlfriend's birthday party.
So Zhao Fusheng wiped his face with water, and stepped into the car, the newly bought motorcycle.
The road is very familiar, and the morning breeze blows on the face, and it is also very comfortable.
But Zhao Fusheng was uncomfortable again, the valuable red sedan in front of him seemed to be showing off to him, Zhao Fusheng tried to overtake it, but failed twice.
As a result, Zhao Fusheng's tiger and tiger momentum began to erupt, "My * hat, uncle, I can't surpass you?" β
There is a dry bridge in front, and Zhao Fusheng is determined to use his skillful skills to get the red car and fuel up before going to the bridge! Shift gears! Shift gears again!
It's close.
At this moment, Zhao Fusheng suddenly felt an itch in his neck, really itchy, and then it was as if his mother was so painful when she gave birth to him - his mother always liked to grin and describe this pain to him - Zhao Fusheng decided that this pain was at least ten thousand times more painful than severe pain.
Zhao Fusheng's goal gradually approached, and the motorcycle and the sedan gradually went hand in hand.
But Zhao Fusheng now felt that the blood was boiling, he couldn't hold it, he couldn't suppress it, and the blood really rushed out of his body, like a thin fountain.
Zhao Fusheng saw something that would make him tremble for the rest of his life, he saw his neck, then his body, and then his perspective was 360 degrees and tilted 30 degrees, constantly changing with his right ear as the axis. Considering gravity, Zhao Fusheng's head fell irregularly into the car, from the window.
Zhao Fusheng actually saw his opponent, a middle-aged man, with an extremely distorted and frightened face. Zhao Fusheng glared at him and muttered, "My * hat, why does it hurt so much." β
The other part of Zhao Fusheng is still on the motorcycle, galloping in an unknown directionγγγγγγ
2. Hair
"I'm here for a vacation, I want you to change me to a luxurious suite!" Lu Zhe yelled angrily at the waiter.
"Sir, there are really only these two rooms left, and the others are either already occupied or booked." The waiter replied with a look of embarrassment.
"Any idea why you're just a waiter? Because your eyes are white, don't you know who I am? Don't you read magazines? I can call your boss right now, and you'll have to roll me up right away, and I'll have a great time in one of the best suites in this hotel. β
The waiter's face was cloudy.
"Well, if you insist, I'll give you a sightseeing suite, 1538, which has a view of most of the coastline during the day."
"It would be nice to do this sooner! You should thank me for letting you learn to be flexible. After speaking, Lu Zhe didn't look back, and walked away with a victorious attitude.
Lu Zhe collapsed comfortably on the soft, thick bed, still basking in the excitement of bringing others to their knees. He looked at his watch, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, tomorrow the enchanting saleswoman will come to receive him, in the phone she once said that as long as she agreed to choose her company as a supplier, all the requirements are negotiable, and also took the initiative to invite Lu Zhe to this coastal city for vacation, Lu Zhe is happy to fantasize about tomorrow's passion.
He looked up at the floor-to-ceiling window, it was pitch black outside, there was no light at all, and he took a shower without thinking too much, lying on the bed and constantly changing the channels of the TV. When I was bored, the phone rang suddenly.
"Hey, Manager Lu?" A delicate female voice came from the microphone.
"I am, you are γγγγγγ"
"I'm Lina! People want to ask when you will be there tomorrow? β
Lu Zhe was excited, he arrived early to prepare for tomorrow's date, but he didn't expect this little vixen to call tonight.
"I'm here now, and I'm staying in the sightseeing suite of the ** hotel, the house number is 1538, how about it? Have a good night? Lu Zhe laughed obscenely.
"Wouldn't it? Such a coincidence? I'm in the apartment opposite the ** hotel right now, which way is your room facing? β
Lu Zhe looked at the window, it was still dark, and he couldn't see even a little light. I guess Lina's apartment is not on the side of her window.
"My room faces east, so close, can you come and discuss the problem of work?" Why don't I go find you? Lu Zhe sat up as he spoke.
"East-facing? Is it the door of the hotel under your window? Lina was still reluctantly asking.
Lu Zhe thought about it, became a little impatient, and said, "Yes." β
Lina on the other end of the phone became excited: "I've been to your hotel, 1538??" Wellγγγγγγ I see your room! β
Lu Zhe looked back at the window, it was still pitch black. No, how is this a little dark and abnormal? I can't see any starlight and neon lights, so I remember that when I got off the bus, it was a sunny day, and it was a starry day. Lu Zhe suddenly felt fury in his heart.
"Lina, are you mistaken? Why can't I see you? Lu Zhe said.
"You turn on the light, stand in front of the window, I'm on the 12th floor, just across the street, and see if you can find me? Found it and waved it at me. Lina said a little coquettishly.
"What are you talking γγγγγγ you say? The lights are always on in my room. Lu Zhe's voice trembled a little.
"Huh? I can't make a mistake, ** the hotel is a patio building, and 1538 is the third room facing east. That's right, how is your house dark? β
Hearing these three words, Lu Zhe chuckled in his heart, he slowly walked to the window, and he suddenly found that this window was indescribably weird, and it was frizzy on all sides. When Lu Zhe was only one step away from the window, he saw clearly, it was clearly a layer of hair, densely covered by the window. Lu Zhe took a few steps back in horror, he reluctantly reassured himself that this was just a new type of curtain. He touched it with trembling hands, and retracted his hand like an electric shock, it was really hair!
Lu Zhe turned around and ran towards the door, wanting to ask the waiter what was going on, but he felt embarrassed like this, afraid of other people's jokes, in case this is really a new type of curtain, and he hasn't been laughed at by the waiter and hasn't seen the world? Don't forget how he treated people.
So he stubbornly stopped, and by the way, let Lina come over, and there would be no more people to be afraid.
Lina came, twisted into the room in a bewitching figure, and as soon as she entered the door, she asked what was going on, and walked towards the windowγγγγγγ
Lina screamed, and Lu Zhe's heart trembled.
The two ran out of the room.
The boss came and reprimanded the waiter fiercely, "Don't you know that this is a prop arranged by the director!" Tomorrow the movie will start shooting, what if it breaks! Let me explain to others! Change rooms! β
3. Dreams
Teacher Zhang is the daughter of my colleague, named Zhang Yiying, and always come to the bureau, and I am familiar with her, she just joined the work, with a group of high school students, a chance together, in the chat, she told me a strange thing.
She had a special dream inadvertently from a very young age, dreaming of an aunt in a black and white plaid skirt holding her, making her laugh, and then playing hide and seek with her, a shiny jade pendant dangling on her chest, she reached out to reach, and in the play, this aunt hid under a stone bridge and disappeared, and the dream ended here. This dream began in childhood, accompanied her as an adult, at first she would be awakened by the warm images in the dream, but later, she felt terrifying. Fortunately, she hasn't dreamed about it again in the past few years, but she always feels that this thing is unusual.
Coincidentally, she once went to her grandmother's house to play, and met her good friend Wang Fang, who played together several times when she was a child, and she hasn't seen her for more than ten years. This friend Wang Fang asked her to come to the house for dinner and chat, and she readily agreed.
Wang Fang's father took her out of her hometown when she was very young, and she was still doing business outside, Wang Fang came back this time to see, and she has to go back tomorrow.
Walking into Wang Fang's home, the yard remains the same as before, but the grass and trees are deeper, Teacher Zhang has a sense of trance and sadness, although she only came a few times when she was a child, but she vaguely remembers the scene at that time, the departure of the owner, leaving an empty house, the house became mysterious and weird, perhaps because of the lack of popularity, Teacher Zhang is a sentimental person, this feeling is very strong.
The house is very old, but it is very clean, Wang Fang said that she used to go to school, and she would come to live for a few days every summer vacation, pinning her thoughts on her mother, who died, and the body was carried out from here.
"You remember my mother, right?" Wang Fang said.
Teacher Zhang scratched his head, he couldn't remember, and it was hard to say.
Wang Fang sighed: "It's too old, it's normal not to remember." My mom is a kindergarten teacher and loves children, and my mom even hugged you. β
"Oh." Teacher Zhang said, "Does she have a photo?" Can I take a look? β
Wang Fang took Teacher Zhang to a square photo frame, which was very large and had a lot of photos in it. Wang Fang pointed to one and said, "That's my mother." β
Teacher Zhang looked over and was immediately attracted by the beautiful mother in the photo, the mother's demeanor, smile is so familiar, so kind, as if I have seen it somewhere, carefully recall, it is very close to the aunt in black and white in her dream.
Teacher Zhang thought it was incredible, so he asked Wang Fang, "How did your mother die?" Is it sick? β
Wang Fang shook her head, her expression darkened, and said, "My mother died in an accident, and when she was playing hide and seek with her children, she accidentally fell on the stone bridge and fell to her death. β
"Stone Bridge!" Teacher Zhang blurted out, his tone full of surprise. In the dream, the aunt disappeared under the stone bridge.
"What's wrong?" Wang Fang asked.
"It's nothing, I just don't think it's worth dying." Teacher Zhang prevaricated.
After Teacher Zhang went back, she asked her grandmother if there was a woman who was a kindergarten teacher when she was a child and hugged her. Grandma said yes, there is indeed a female neighbor who likes her very much, works as a preschool teacher in the village, that woman is a woman who loves to make trouble and laughs, likes children, has taken her to play a few times, bought her candy to eat, and indeed wore a black and white plaid skirt, is a fashionable woman, but unfortunately later died, fell off the stone bridge, and died like that, what a pity.
This is the story that Mr. Zhang told me. I also felt a little strange to hear this story, but I was more concerned about what kind of accident it was! Excavating the dusty past and tracing back to the source is my occupational disease.
On the weekend, I called my colleague Lao Zhang, and brought Lao Zhang's daughter, Mr. Zhang, saying that it was to go on an outing to relax, and I proposed to go to Lao Zhang's hometown in the mountains of Jixian County, and their father and daughter agreed, in fact, I also have an ulterior secret, to see the scene of the accident, in the car Lao Zhang has guessed my thoughts, and said with a smile, "You have a strong purpose, I know the location of the stone bridge, I will drive the way." "Two colleagues who have cooperated for many years, a single move can't escape each other's eyes.
Out of the outer ring and went straight to Jixian County deep into the mountains, followed the winding mountain road to the small village where Mr. Zhang's grandmother was, and finally saw the stone bridge in the story, stopped to check, the bridge deck is 3 meters high from the dry riverbed, and theoretically the head can cause head injury and death. It is also more difficult to find blood stains from the bridge after such a long time, it is impossible to determine whether it is a natural fall from the bridge or something else, call the colleagues of the county bureau to undertake the case, there is no record, I think the village was closed at that time, one was an accident and did not call the police to bury it early. The hospital that issued the death certificate was also hastily signed without clues, and there was no way to verify the head trauma at that time, and everything returned to square one. Did you really accidentally fall off the bridge?
I would like to add to the analysis of the on-site bloodstains: under static conditions, the dripping bloodstains are mostly circular, with burr-like protrusions around them, and there is a good linear relationship between the size of the dripping bloodstains and the height of the dripping, and under the dynamic conditions of slow walking, rapid walking, running, and fast running, the dripping bloodstains are circular or oval, and protrusions appear on one side along the direction of movement; Height and velocity have an impact on the shape of blood stains, respectively, and the two have an interaction on the concrete floor. ConclusionsThe morphology and size of the dripping blood stain can be used to infer the height, speed and direction of movement of the bleeding site. The slash blood stains will form a linear blood stain on the wall with the swinging murder weapon.
Teacher Zhang wandered around and suddenly told us with great certainty that the aunt was pushed down the river while she was playing hide and seek! Lao Zhang and I were surprised, how would she know? This childhood dream is connected to the current scene, and the stimulation of the external environment deepens and awakens the deepest memories in her mind. Unusually realistic images quickly came flooding back from the depths of her memory, describing her being behind the tree, the aunt on the bridge, and then someone seemed to be pulling at him, and finally she stumbled and fell under the bridge.
The car went to grandma's house and chatted about family life, grandma recalled, that day there was an accident, the people in the village went to see, the granddaughter was tired and fell asleep not far away, grandma hugged back, no one saw the passing, only saw the person lying under the bridge at that time, and the funeral was cremated according to local customs. A suspicious story, I am more concerned about who is the first person to find out and tell everyone, with past experience, it has been proved that the first suspect is the person who called the police, and there are still many people who think they are smart. Grandma recalled that a blacksmith was passing by and found it, and returned to the village to shout. After so many years, the blacksmith's family has long since migrated and disappeared, and we suddenly returned to the city in the early days.
This matter pressed me like a stone, and some people were expecting an answer, and in the days that followed, I used all the contacts with the household registration police to find out the whereabouts of the blacksmith, and finally got news in Bazhou, and then I went to Bazhou to find out the truth.
After I came back, I found Teacher Zhang and showed her the jade pendant in my hand.
"Do you have an impression of this?"
Teacher Zhang shook his head when he saw it.
I said, "Is this the jade pendant in your dream?" β
Teacher Zhang said: "How can you see such a small thing clearly in your dreams. β
I'll ask her to contact Wang Fang.
Wang Fang soon rushed over, and cried when she saw the jade pendant, saying that this was her mother's jade pendant, with traces of flower petals on it, which she was naughty when she was a child and scratched it with a knife.
That blacksmith is the murderer!
However, the blacksmith is no longer alive, working at the construction site many years ago and died unexpectedly. The blacksmith's wife said that her husband had said before he died, "What is due to come is still coming." She didn't understand it all along, but now she finally does.
The dust returned to dust, the dust returned to the earth, all the historical secrets returned to silence, there were no conditions for filing a case, there was no criminal evidence, there was no record of the case, there was no trial, everything was just a confusing dream.