April 15, 2019.

The Zhonghai Psychiatric Hospital is part of Ye Guozhong's philanthropy, and his father-in-law, Zhuo Wanfei, is a well-known entrepreneur in Zhonghai City, who has handed over the family business to his only son-in-law, Ye Guozhong, many years ago. His wife Zhuo Man could not have children, so she and Ye Guozhong only had an adopted daughter named Ye Di.

Ye Di pushed open the door of ward 405, and a foul smell came to his face, at this time Ye Guozhong was tied to the hospital bed, looking at the ceiling with dull eyes, diapers were full, and the corners of his mouth were still hanging with batter at some point. He didn't believe that he would end up in such a situation when he had been in the middle of the sea in the world.

Ye Di looked at Ye Guozhong, who was struggling with fate on the bed, and smiled slightly.

"Dad, you're going to die here."

Ye Guozhong's whole body trembled, and his lips turned purple, but he couldn't say a word. Because when Ye Di sent him to a mental hospital, he had already cut out his tongue.

Ye Guozhong became more and more excited, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't wait to bite the "unfilial girl" in front of him.

Ye Di took out a news recording and put it on the head of Ye Guozhong's bed: "On May 23, 1996, a fire broke out in Building A in Area B of Tianhai Villa on the outskirts of the city, 5 people died, 1 person survived, and the survivor Wang Di, the cause of the fire is still being investigated.

On August 12, 1999, Wang Di, a survivor of the fire three years ago, was adopted by Ye Guozhong, a well-known entrepreneur and philanthropist in our city. ”

Ye Guozhong became even more trembling, with anger and fear.

"You deserve to die in fear and self-blame."

After saying that, Ye Di turned around and left the ward.

April 15, 2019.

Fang Fan drove to Zhonghai City Psychiatric Hospital with his assistant Zhang Ze, and Ye Di's black Audi off-road passed by him.

Fang Fan showed his ID to the nurse at the information desk.

"We want to find Ye Guozhong to know something about the murder of Ye Di."

The lazy nurse casually pointed out a general direction to Fang Fan, and said that the patient's name was pasted on the ward, and asked them to find it themselves.

Fang Fan stopped Zhang Ze, who was a little impulsive, at this time, the heavy case was pressing on Fang Fan's heart, he didn't want to make any more extraneous branches, he only prayed that Ye Guozhong would not go crazy too seriously.

"Your daughter died at 3 a.m. today at the Huijia apartment in the east of the city, we are here to find out something about you, when was the last time you saw your daughter?"

Ye Guozhong opened his mouth but couldn't speak, and Fang Fan, who was careful, noticed that there was no tongue in his mouth. Fang Fan handed the pen and paper to Ye Guozhong, who wrote on the paper that Ye Di had just come, but this was not his daughter, but an evil ghost who had come to seek revenge

Zhang Ze advised Fang Fan not to listen to a madman's nonsense.

After Fang Fan returned to the archives, he carefully checked Ye Di's file, but he couldn't find her birth certificate anyway, only the adoption certificate from 1999 and the name change certificate. Ye Di's name was Wang Di before he changed his name, so Fang Fan found out a fire in 1996, and Wang Di's father was Wang Tiancheng, the richest man in Zhonghai City at that time.

Fang Fan found that there were 4 deceased people at that time, namely Wang Tiancheng and his wife, the housekeeper Lao Zhong, and the little girl. But there was also a surviving little girl named Wang Di at that time. And who was the girl who died in the fire?

Fang Fan stared at the file in confusion, lit a cigarette, and the light of the fire went from bright to dark.

April 16, 2019.

Fang Fan came to the police station in the morning, and at this time, Zhang Ze was pouting his ass and flirting with the female police officer in the office, Fang Fan stepped forward and kicked his ass.

"Who the ......"

Zhang Ze saw Fang Fan behind him, and immediately swallowed the words on his lips.

"How's it going to get you to check last night?"

"It's all checked. That villa is just outside the city. Ye Guozhong's wife, Zhuo Man, had settled abroad 19 years ago and had never returned, and the phone calls she had left behind could not be reached at all. ”

Fang Fan touched the stubble on his chin, which was a standard action when he was thinking.

"Let's go to that villa first."

"Don't do it. After all these years, there is still nothing to see there, and it is rumored that it is haunted. ”

"Traffic police and villa, you can choose one."

Zhang Ze secretly sighed in his heart that Fang Fan's belly was dark, so he had no choice but to compromise.

"I'm going to drive."

The once prosperous and lonely has become full of devastation. Fang Fan and Zhang Ze drove to the villa area on the outskirts. As early as 20 years ago, this was the local tyrant area of Zhonghai City, and the people who lived here were either rich or expensive. Wang Tiancheng was the most powerful owner at the time, but after the fire, rumors of haunting spread one after another, and the residents moved out one after another. Today, all that remains here are weeds and faded and dilapidated villas.

"Fang team, this is it."

"Check it out."

"I'll stay and watch the car. If we lose our car in the wilderness, we can't go back. ”

"Then you stay. Only ghosts in the wilderness will come to steal cars. ”

Fang Fan left a sentence and walked towards the villa area, and Zhang Ze hurriedly followed behind him.

"This is Wang Tiancheng's villa back then, 1 building in Area A. It is also the largest villa here. ”

Fang Fan pushed open the door, and the dust on his face choked the two of them with a cough. In front of it is a staircase on both sides of the house, and there is a family portrait hanging on the wall in the middle, and the middle part is blackened by the fire, and some can still be seen. Above are Wang Tiancheng and his wife, there are two little girls sitting in front of them, and there is another pair of men and women standing respectfully on the right, but the appearance of the women is no longer clear.

Compared with the two little girls, Fang Fan was more interested in the woman on the right. Because there are only five people in the file, but there are six people on this family photo, who is this woman on the right?

Suddenly, there was a little girl's cry from the second floor, Zhang Ze was frightened, Fang Fan listened calmly, looking for the source of the sound. The second floor is divided into left and right sides, with a row of windows on the right and two guest rooms and a corridor on the left, and the corner of the corridor is the bathroom. The voice came from the first room on the right, Fang Fan Danxin Zhang Ze would be frightened by the scene in the guest room, so he motioned for Zhang Ze to go to the bathroom around the corner to have a look, and he gently turned the doorknob of the first room.

There is a candle lit in the room, and behind the candle is a picture of a little girl. The windows were tightly blocked by the creepers outside, and the ten o'clock morning sun could not penetrate the slightest, and the room was as dark as night. The crying stopped abruptly, and Fang Fan, who had always been bold, also oozed fine sweat from his palms at this time, and he swallowed a mouthful of spit. Suddenly, Zhang Ze's screams came from the bathroom, Fang Fan rushed out of the door, ran around the corner and rushed to the bathroom, at this time Zhang Ze collapsed to the ground, and there was a bloody human head hanging on the door frame. Fang Fan was about to step forward to take a look, when there was a sudden sound of the door closing on the first floor.

Fang Fan ran to the first floor.

"Where are you going? Come back soon. ”

Zhang Ze shouted helplessly.

"You stay where you are and wait for me."

Zhang Ze's face was full of helplessness, his limp legs did not obey the call, he could only use his hands to crawl towards the staircase little by little, he only hoped to get as far away from the head as possible at this time.

The door was closed, no matter how hard Fang Fan tried, he couldn't open it, he kicked the door angrily, and decided to go back to see the situation on the second floor first.

"How can you still be scared like this."

"You try to open the door and suddenly a human head drops, and his eyes are still staring at you."

"I don't know how you got into the police."

"When I was a police officer, no one told me to pick up people's heads empty-handed."

Fang Fan saw that Zhang Ze still had the strength to quarrel with him, so he ignored him. Fang Fan walked to the bathroom, and sure enough, there was a chilling feeling at first glance, especially the eyes that were staring at him, it seemed that no matter how he moved, he would be staring at, this eye seemed to be turning, and the blood flowed down the cross-cut neck to the floor. Fang Fan's courage was too big, he dared to go forward, he carefully observed the human head, and then dipped his index finger in some blood and smelled it, it was actually paint. He stared into the human head's eyes again, and the more he looked at it, the more awkward he felt. The eyes of a dead man should be godless gray, but these eyes are not only divine but also deep.

"You look addicted, huh?"

"You go to the first floor and find a way to open the door, and I'll go to the first room again."

The two of them divided their work, the candle in the first room was still on, Fang Fan took a picture of the little girl, he always felt that the little girl in the photo had seen it somewhere.

"Squadron, the door is open."

Fang Fan heard Zhang Ze shouting to himself downstairs, and when he came out, he saw Zhang Ze holding a big axe in his hand, and the door was smashed by him.

"Where did it come from?"

Fang Fan pointed to the axe and said.

"The storage room behind the stairs."

"Let's go first."

When he heard Fang Fan's decision to leave, Zhang Ze was relieved. At this time, a pair of eyes were watching their departing figure by the window on the second floor.

"How do you feel? Still scared? ”

"It's better to see the sun."

"The most incompatible thing with this old and dilapidated villa is the human head that is so fresh that it is still dripping blood, judging by the roughness of the cross-section of the neck, the deceased must have struggled at that time, but we did not hear any struggle or fighting."

"What if it's hung up in advance?"

"No way. If it had been hung in advance, the blood would have coagulated a long time ago, and it wasn't blood, it was paint, so the human head was fake. Moreover, those eyes are not only divine but also deep, like a lens. I guess it was a monitor that was already under the watchful eye the moment we hit us through the door. ”

"Could it be that there are still people living in this villa?"

"That's right, and it's very likely that this person had something to do with the fire that destroyed the door in '96."

Fang Fan passed the photo of the little girl he had just taken to Zhang Ze.

"You go check the identity of this little girl."

The car was racing wildly towards the city. After returning to the police station, Fang Fan plunged into the archives again. The fire broke out in 96, and Ye Guozhong adopted Wang Tiancheng's daughter Wang Di in 99. Could it be that there is any connection between Ye Guozhong and Wang Tiancheng?

Fang Fan's mobile phone rang, it was his girlfriend Xiao Yuehan calling, and he remembered that the two of them had made an appointment to go to the movies in the afternoon. When Fang Fan rushed to the cinema, the movie was over.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's too late to be busy investigating the case. ”

Yuehan looked aggrieved, but then changed to a smile.

"You must not have eaten yet. In order to punish you for being late, I want you to carry me to the hot pot restaurant at the end of the street. ”

His girlfriend's understanding made Fang Fan very warm, and over the years, Yuehan had followed him and suffered from the grievances of gathering less and leaving more. In fact, Yuehan had been mentally prepared since the day she was willing to be with Fang Fan. Fang Fan's sense of responsibility and dedication have created a sense of powerlessness in their love, and neither of them knows how long this state will be maintained, but the two still love each other deeply.

"What kind of case are you investigating?"

"Ye Di's murder."

"Ye Guozhong's daughter Ye Di?"

"You know?"

"Have you forgotten what I did?"

Fang Fan suddenly realized, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. Yuehan is a clerk at the newspaper, and there are all the major historical events in Zhonghai City, and judging from the identity and influence of Ye Guozhong and Wang Tiancheng, their information is simply readily available.

"Then you can help me find out what the connection between Wang Tiancheng and Ye Guozhong is."

Yue Han rolled her eyes at Fang Fan and knocked on the empty cup in front of her, Fang Fan hurriedly stepped forward to help her pour the juice, and then kissed her on the face, Yue Han blushed and smiled sweetly as she held the cup.

Two days later, Yuehan gave the information to Fang Fan. It turned out that Wang Tiancheng and Ye Guozhong's father-in-law Zhuo Wanfei were both the richest men in Zhonghai City, and the two were comparable in strength and competitors to each other. At that time, Ye Guozhong was Wang Tiancheng's vice president and Wang Tiancheng's most trusted assistant, managing the trade with Zhuo Wanfei Group, but Ye Guozhong was bought by Zhuo Wanfei and planned to bring down Wang Tiancheng's group. This is the original business war that affected the entire Zhonghai City and even the whole province, in the end, the two were both defeated, Zhuo Wanfei also died due to overwork, Ye Guozhong saw the opportunity to Zhuo Wanfei's only daughter Zhuo Man, and hugged the beauty, so Zhuo Wanfei's group naturally fell into the hands of Ye Guozhong. After that, Ye Guozhong wantonly swallowed Wang Tiancheng's business and became the richest man in Zhonghai City.

Fang Fan suddenly realized, according to the current situation, Ye Guozhong adopted Wang Di in order to repay his kindness. But the cause of the fire has not yet been clarified, and I am afraid that the truth has been hidden by the government and the media at the time.

"Team, I found out. Guess who I found? ”

"Don't sell it, say it quickly."

"I've found the old clock."

"Isn't Old Zhong dead?"

"No, I've already met him, he is the old bell who escaped from the fire back then."

"And who was the person who was mistaken for Lao Zhong in the report back then?"

Zhong Bo also said that the little girl in the photo was Wang Di, that is, Ye Di, who was later adopted by Ye Guozhong.

There are more and more suspicions, first of all, the resurrection of Lao Zhong, and then who is the little girl who was burned to death by the fire, and who is the person who was mistaken for Lao Zhong at the scene of the fire.

"What about the others? You didn't ask him about the woman next to him in the family portrait in the villa."

"Nope. Why don't you just ask me about the little girl? ”

"What's new is what's new."

"I'm to blame too." Zhang Ze muttered quietly.

"Let's go find Lao Zhong, I have more important things to ask him."

Zhang Ze took Fang Fan to a tube building in the old city of Zhonghai City, where most of the people live in the elderly, and the young people either work in the new city or in other cities. There are no people on the top floor of the old clock, only two families, one is the old clock, on the far right of the corridor, and the other is on the far left of the corridor.

The thirteenth day of the lunar calendar, the charcoal brazier? These were deeply rooted in Fang Fan's heart. When he came to Lao Zhong's house, the door was hidden, and he gently pushed the door open.

"Uncle Zhong, we are the police, let's find out something about you."

No one responded in the room, Zhang Ze noticed a blood stain extending from the sofa to the refrigerator next to him, he cautiously opened the refrigerator door, only to see a headless male corpse inside, and the panicked Zhang Ze sat on the ground.

"Bell... Uncle Zhong. ”

"Don't panic, how do you know this is Uncle Zhong."

"That's what he wore when I came yesterday."

At this time, a strange figure was watching the two of them from the crack in the bedroom door, and the head of Zhong Bo in his hand was also staring at their panicked backs. The corners of the figure's mouth rose and threw the head into the closet, tiptoed up the roof along the window, and when the mysterious man cleaned up the rope ladder, Fang Fan happened to enter the bedroom and saw the rope ladder still hanging outside the window.

"Don't run."

The last rope ladder had already been pulled up, and Fang Fan poked his head out to look for the murderer, only to see a turned back. Then he rushed out of the door and ran to the roof, but there was no one on the roof.

Fang Fan returned in a huff, and about 10 minutes later, the forensic doctor and criminal police arrived at the scene, and Fang Fan found Zhongbo's head in the closet. According to forensic analysis, the time of death was around 11:30 in the morning, which means that the murder occurred before Fang Fan and Zhang Ze entered the door, and then Fang Fan ordered the local film police to investigate the surveillance video near the tube building to see if a person wearing black clothes had entered and exited the tube building in the morning.

Fang Fan was furious, two people had already died. But there were no useful clues at all, and now the only clues were broken.

"Yo. What's going on? ”

A woman in her 40s stood in the doorway with a basket of vegetables and looked inside.

"The police handle the case, and no one leaves here." Zhang Ze said impatiently.

"Uncle Zhong is dead? It's fine in the morning, how can you say that death is death. ”

"Wait."

Fang Fan came to the woman.

"Have you seen Uncle Zhong in the morning?"

"Yes, he goes downstairs to the park every morning for a walk. But when I saw him today, he came back at a panicked trot. I asked him what was wrong, and he didn't say. ”

"What do you call it?"

"Everyone calls me Aunt Mei."

"Thanks, if you have any other news, just call me for this call."

Fang Fan handed the business card to Aunt Mei, then turned to Zhang Ze and said.

"You hurry up now to investigate the park's surveillance and see who Zhong Bo met in the morning, it is very likely that he is the murderer."

Zhang Ze trotted downstairs. Fang Fan and the forensic doctor looked around the room again, and left after making sure that they had not missed any clues.

Aunt Mei smiled at their departing figures, then walked to the door on the far left side of the corridor, took out the key to open the door, and placed the charcoal brazier at the door, because today happened to be the thirteenth day of the lunar calendar.