Fang Fan and Zhang Ze ran to the car with Yang Yue, the explosion was still continuing, Fang Fan hurriedly started the car and drove out of this dangerous area as fast as possible. Yang Yue was still in a coma, and the car went straight to Zhonghai General Hospital, and after settling Yang Yue, Zhang Ze simply bandaged the wound. He walked out of the door of the emergency room and saw Fang Fan smoking at the door, and stepped forward to ask.

"Lao Fang, how did you solve the last mystery?"

"It's very simple, 1334 is actually a Chinese code, and the text it represents is 'twin', which means twin, and at that time, only the number of the middle crematorium was two 1s, so naturally it was that."

Zhang Ze suddenly realized, and then asked.

"What the hell is going on with that Chunmei?"

"She's a poor person, I don't believe what she says has two souls in a body, it's not so much two souls as being possessed by evil spirits, but in Chunmei's state, she's more like schizophrenia."

"Schizophrenia?"

That's right, after suffering from the murder of her son and the discrimination of the villagers, she caused another evil self to appear in her heart. The evil Chunmei learns the art of controlling corpses, and turns those corpses into monsters according to her originally twisted heart. ”

"I still don't quite understand why she's schizophrenic."

"Let's put it simply. We have dealt with many cases of demonic possession, and every demon will take his body for himself after finding a host, and the host does not know what the demon has done with the host's body. And Chunmei is very aware of everything that the other self does, she just can't control herself. ”

"Oh... I see. What about Bai Tong and Sister Hua? ”

"They were nothing but two poor victims. But if Chunmei didn't appear, I'm afraid Bai Tong wouldn't have happened, but Chunmei magnified Bai Tong's distorted heart and pushed the evil in his heart to the top, which caused the tragedy of Sister Hua. Sister Hua's child is probably Bai Tong's, after learning about this, maybe Sister Hua wanted to find Bai Tong to explain, but she was killed by Bai Tong. ”

"What about Xu Xuanze?"

"He is a fictitious person, and in the end I finally figured out that in fact, the notebook is Bai Tong's, and all the contents in it are written by Bai Tong."

"Could it be that he's also a schizophrenic?"

"Maybe so. But in any case, everything has passed, but it is only my speculation, and I just hope that the souls of the dead can find their own peace. ”

Fang Fan took a deep puff of cigarette and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

"Old Fang, the murderer who killed Yuehan has been determined, what are you going to do?"

"If you play with the questioner, I will definitely catch him with my own hands. Zhang Ze, you stay in the hospital and look at Yang Yue, I have something to deal with. ”

"Okay, I'll contact you as soon as Yang Yue wakes up."

Fang Fan drove to the police station first, handed over Chunmei's information to Su Kang, and asked him to investigate this person carefully, she was the only clue to find the questioner at present. Then Fang Fan found Guo Jianyue again, but he didn't come for Guo Jianyue, but for Guo Jianyue's mother.

"Jianyue."

"Hey, Fang Fan. Why did you come to me all of a sudden? What's wrong? ”

Fang Fan thought about it carefully, too, every time he came to Guo Jianyue's place, it was because of physical problems, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said.

"No, no. I wanted to ask your old lady something. ”

"What's the matter?"

Fang Fan pulled up a photo from his mobile phone and showed it to Guo Jianyue.

"It's... Altar? ”

"Well, this is what I took at the crime scene last night, and it is very likely to be related to Yuehan's death, so I want to ask the old lady what this thing is."

"No problem, go, come home with me."

When Fang Fan and Guo Jianyue returned home, Guo Jianyue shouted at the room on the second floor.

"Mom, Mom."

Guo Jianyue's mother walked out of the room on the second floor, and the old lady had stayed at Guo Jianyue's house since the last time her grandson had suffered that kind of incident. Guo Jianyue and his wife have to go to work, and the old lady just takes advantage of her strong body to bring the children to the younger couple. At this time, the old lady was taking a nap with her little grandson in the house, and Guo Jianyue's shouting woke up the grandparents and grandson. The old lady came out after settling the child. The old lady glanced at the two people downstairs and said angrily.

"I'm not dead yet. What to shout and shout. ”

Fang Fan hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Hello, Auntie. Sudden visit, a lot of offense. ”

The old lady looked at Fang Fan carefully and said for a while.

"I remember you, you are Zhang Fan who helped me catch a little ghost last time."

Fang Fan smiled faintly and corrected.

"Auntie, my name is Fang Fan."

The old lady suddenly laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, I'm old, my brain is not good, don't be weird, don't be weird."

"Don't dare, don't dare. I'm coming to you today to ask for a few things. ”

Suddenly, the old lady put away the boldness just now, carefully looked at Fang Fan's face again, and asked vigilantly.

"What do you want to ask?"

Fang Fan took out the photo and handed it to the old lady.

"Is this an altar for sacrifice?"

Guo Jianyue's mother stared at the photo in her hand for a long time, and Fang Fan noticed that tears actually flashed in the corners of her eyes. The old lady asked suddenly.

"Where did you shoot this?"

"Last night's crime scene."

Then the old lady continued to ask anxiously.

"Where's the crime scene?"

Fang Fan was a little timid for a while, just like the feeling of seeing this old lady for the first time, she was not as kind as other old ladies, but she was always very serious, only occasionally smiling at her little grandson, and sometimes even revealing a sense of anger in her seriousness. Perhaps because of her age, the anger on the old lady's body came and went, and it is not difficult to imagine how terrifying the old lady's aura would be when she was young.

"The crime scene was in the basement of the Zhonghai City Psychiatric Hospital."

"Take me there."

"It's been blown up there."

The old lady got up anxiously and asked.

"Did the criminals catch it?"

"She ran away."

The old lady sighed and said faintly.

"It's all fate."

"What do you mean by that?"

"This is not an altar, it is an offering table, and it is a magic instrument specially used to invite the gods in the Maoshan technique."

"But it doesn't seem to be an offering table."

"Of course you laymen can't see it, but if you know what is on the table, you will know. This is the charm of corpse control. ”

Suddenly, the old lady pointed to a piece of yellow paper on the offering table and said. Then she handed the photo back to Fang Fan and sat on the side in a silent daze. At this time, Fang Fan cleared his throat and mustered up the courage to ask.

"Do you have anything to do with that person?"

Suddenly, the old lady stared at Fang Fan angrily and said.

"Yes, it has a lot to do with her, I have a lot of hatred with her."

Fang Fan took out Chunmei's photo and handed it to the old lady.

"Do you see if it's her?"

The old lady picked up the photo and looked at it carefully, and asked with a puzzled face.

"Who is this?"

"This is last night's criminal."

"No, it's not."

Then Fang Fan told the old lady about the reasoning Chunmei that he had said to Zhang Ze before, and the old lady said positively.

"That's right, it's hard for one body to have two souls. If there were, two souls would not know each other what they were doing with the same body. ”

"Auntie, could it be that the person you know is this Chunmei's master? Because Chunmei once said that she learned the art of controlling corpses. ”

Suddenly, the old lady got up and beckoned her son to pour two cups of tea, then sat down and continued.

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly. Her name is Qiman, and she is my younger sister, and she is proficient in anatomy and autopsy. Qiman was born beautiful since she was a child, with a gentle temperament and a kind person. We have been learning Maoshan art together, at that time some ill-intentioned people used Maoshan art to cheat money everywhere, so that Maoshan art once became feudal dross, but Qiman and I did not give up Maoshan art because of this, we followed the master from the noisy city to hide in the deep mountain forest.

It is strange to say that the two girls are so fascinated by Maoshan art. By the time we were eighteen years old, we had learned most of the master's skills. But since Qiman mastered the control of the corpse, she began to pay special attention to her appearance, and she would look in the mirror every night, and she would cry when she looked at it. While crying, he talked about what would happen to him when he grew old, and what would happen when he died. It's normal for girls to care about their appearance, but there are few who are as neurotic as Qiman.

She firmly believes that she can go against time and live against the laws of nature. So she did something terrible. ”

Fang Fanzheng listened with relish, and at this time Guo Jianyue took two cups of tea.

"Mom, what are you telling people about those ghost stories? It's all fake, trust the science. ”

The old lady said angrily.

"Get out of here and go see the kids."

Guo Jianyue didn't dare to talk back, and obediently went upstairs to see the child, Fang Fan took the opportunity to ask.

"What did Qiman do?"

"She used other people's lives to control her own life."

"Shou control? What do you mean? ”

"In Maoshan surgery, you can borrow your life from the sky, you can also borrow your life from others, and even more viciously, you can use other people's lives to renew your life for yourself or others. But Qiman's approach is to limit his age to about 20 forever with the lives of those who have not yet reached the end of his life, and the consequence of this is that those victims will age rapidly, while Qiman's age will remain forever young. ”

"It's too poisonous, isn't it?"

The old lady said with a long sigh.

"Everything has retribution, and the master knew about Qiman's longevity, and the master was greatly annoyed, and he used his own way to govern others. But in the end, she still saved Qiman's life, but her appearance was like that of an old woman in her twilight years. Qiman is completely broken down, delirious, often talking to herself, and even talking out loud about some horrific plans, and then laughing maniacally. But she didn't expect that she would kill her master in the end, and Qiman used her master's life to restore her beauty, and she disappeared from that day on. I also left there after I buried Master, and I have been there ever since. ”

"How do you know that it was Qiman who used the autopsy control technique in the mental hospital last night?"

The old lady took the picture and pointed to the offering table, where there was a doll wrapped in string next to a pile of yellow paper.

"This is what I gave her, every time Master assesses us, she always misses, and then I did this to cheer her up, telling her that this is me and that I will always be with her. Later, this became Qiman's habit, and every time the altar was opened, she would put this doll next to her, but she didn't expect that she would still be with her for so many years. ”

"Is she really crazy or fake crazy?"

The old lady turned her head and looked at Fang Fan seriously and said.

"There are some precious things that will be remembered in my heart for a lifetime, and that is not something you can forget if you want to."

Fang Fan suddenly sat up straight, and suddenly felt that what he had just said angered the old lady. Fang Fan took a sip of tea and continued.

"Old lady, according to what you said last night's criminal should be Qiman, right?"

"That's right."

Fang Fan said with a photo of Chunmei.

"Is it possible that she is Qiman's apprentice?"

"Impossible, but all her apprentices have been used by her to control their longevity, and the only thing she cares about most in this life is her own face."

If that's the case, the real prisoner is Qiman, and Chunmei is the one that Qiman is pretending to be. But Fang Fan had never seen Chunmei or Qiman, so it would be meaningless for Qiman to dress up as Chunmei, could this be the questioner's idea? But using Chunmei as a scapegoat is also a meaningless thing, could it be that the questioner is hinting at Fang Fan? What kind of calculations is the questioner having?

But now the facts of the case are relatively clear, it was Qiman who controlled the monster corpse to go to the jewelry store to switch the necklace containing poison with the real necklace, so that Yuehan was poisoned and died. But judging from the scene of the mental hospital last night, it seems that Qiman did not make the poison that caused Yuehan's death, which means that there was someone else who made the poison. Fang Fan began to think that his enemy family would make poison, and there was only one person who had a deep blood feud with him.

When Fang Fan was about to say goodbye, the old lady suddenly whispered.

"Child, you have a bad face, I am afraid that you have experienced a great accident recently, beware of evil spirits taking the opportunity to come to the door."

Fang Fan was taken aback when he heard this, but when he asked again and again, the old lady was silent, so she had to give up, but the old lady's advice was firmly in his heart. Fang Fan rushed back to Zhonghai General Hospital. Zhang Ze was leaning on the bench in the corridor and napping, Fang Fan woke up Zhang Ze and asked.

"How is Yang Yue?"

"Before she woke up, the doctor washed her stomach."

Zhang Ze looked at the time and continued.

"It stands to reason that I'm about to wake up. What are you doing? ”

Fang Fan told Zhang Ze exactly what he and Guo Jianyue's mother said, and Zhang Ze said.

"There is no one else who hates us so much but her."

"Zhang Ze, you help me contact Gu Sheng tomorrow, I have something to ask him."

January 31, 2020 at 21:16 p.m

The explosion of the psychiatric hospital caused an uproar in Zhonghai City, and Fang Fan wrote a report on the truth of the case in the psychiatric hospital and submitted it, because the case was too bizarre. Therefore, it was not reported, and the explanation was that the explosion was caused by the safety hazards of some chemical agents in the psychiatric hospital.

After Su Kang learned that Fang Fan and Zhang Ze were back, he immediately felt the general hospital and took over from the two to take care of Yang Yue. After so many days of heavy work, Fang Fan and Zhang Ze could finally go home to rest and rest. Wanli, who learned that they were going home, was busy in the kitchen early in the morning. Fang Fan and Zhang Ze were like two dead dogs, and they collapsed to the ground as soon as they entered the door. Wanli asked anxiously.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Ze immediately said miserably.

"Honey, I'm so tired, hug me."

Wanli saw that Zhang Ze was pretending, and immediately kicked on Zhang Ze's flattering face, and Zhang Ze's hands kept reaching Wanli. Wanli turned to Fang Fan and said.

"Fang Fan, are you okay?"

With a pun, Fang Fan slowly stood up and said.

"It's okay, it's just a little tired, just get some sleep."

Fang Fan picked up his clothes and walked to the bedroom, and Wanli began to count Zhang Ze.

"Are you sick? Don't you know how uncomfortable Fang Fan is now? Show what affection. ”

Zhang Ze rubbed his face and said aggrievedly.

"I can't help but not see you for so many days."

Wanli couldn't say anything when she saw him like that, so why didn't she miss Zhang Ze. Wanli said softly.

"You help me watch the pot, don't boil, I'll go see him."

Fang Fan walked into the bedroom, the bedroom was still the same as the night Yue Han went to the hospital, the quilt was in the corner of the bed, and Yue Han's mug was placed on the bedside table, and the water in it was already cold. Fang Fan suddenly had a feeling that Yue Han would enter the room and sit beside him in the next second, pick up the mug and drink it all, and then leave a moist kiss mark on his forehead. Suddenly, the door of the room opened, Fang Fan hurriedly turned his head to look, it turned out to be Wanli.

"Fang Fan, I didn't clean up the room, and I also forbade Yuerun and Xiaohu to come in."

"Thanks, does Yuerun know?"

Wanli shook her head.

"I haven't told him yet, I..."

Fang Fan interjected.

"It's okay, I'll tell him if I have a chance."

"Okay, it's time to eat."

"I'm not eating, I want to rest."

Wanli nodded and gently closed the door. After Wanli went out, Fang Fan saw a photo of him and Yuehan on the dresser, he got up and sat next to the dresser, there was a comb on the table, and there were a few Yuehan's hairs on it, he picked up the comb and sniffed it deeply at the comb teeth, there was still the smell of Yuehan on it, even though it had become so cold at this time. At this time, the door of the room opened again, Fang Fan did not look back, looking back could not see the person he expected, it would only bring disappointment that was difficult to bear, he looked at the comb in his hand and said.

"I'm not hungry."

The other party didn't respond, and then Fang Fan heard a sound of footsteps walking towards him. In the mirror, he saw Yue Run standing behind him, and Fang Fan hurriedly got up.

"Moonrun."

Yuerun crossed his hands back and forth, his eyes wandering, and suddenly he raised his left hand and stroked his hair and said.

"The baby is back, my sister is not back."

Two lines of hot tears overflowed the corners of Fang Fan's eyes, passed through the black and hard stubble, and were divided into several crystal clear gems, which fell on the hard floor, and could no longer be found when they fell open again.

Yuerun sat on the edge of the bed, his originally crossed hands slowly hugged his shoulders, and he said hard in a staccato voice.

"I... I'm not... It's very... Hate..."

Fang Fan was taken aback when he heard this, and Yue Run continued.

"Why... Why, Daddy... Dislike... Me, my mom too... No... I, now... Join... My sister too... It's gone..."

Fang Fan suddenly panicked, and he hurriedly explained.

"No, your sister doesn't want you, she is the person who loves you the most in the world."

"Then she... Why... Don't go back... Come..."

Yuerun suddenly became irritable, hitting his head with his hand, shouting desperately as he hit.

"Why don't you come back, why, why..."

Hearing this, Zhang Ze and Wanli hurriedly entered the room to stop it, but they were stopped by Fang Fan, who stepped forward and pressed Yue Run's hand vigorously and shouted.

"She's dead, your sister is dead."

Fang Fan felt that Yuerun's hands had no strength to resist, and Fang Fan hurriedly kept a distance from Yuerun. Yuerun suffers from autism and is not used to physical contact with others, at this time Yuerun's eyes have been slightly red, suddenly he threw himself into Fang Fan's arms and cried, Fang Fan hugged the trembling Yuerun, hoping to give him the greatest comfort. The moon outside the window was big and round, but there was a lot of mutilation in the house.

Fang Fan sent Yue Run back to his own room, and after settling him to sleep, he turned around and closed the door gently. He didn't want to go back to the bedroom and instead lay down on the couch. Unconsciously, Fang Fang Fan fell asleep, and in his dream he came to the barren artemisia meadow again.

The dead leaves swirled a few times in the air, and the yin wind swept through the skewer cup.

The wailing tells all the men's tears, and the empty mountains are difficult to regret.