Chapter 13: Lord White

"The suspect turned himself in?" I asked in surprise.

Fang Yuan nodded, looked at Feng Jiajia, got up and went to the side to continue listening to the phone, a minute later, she notified the comrades present to evacuate, since the suspect had surrendered, there was no need to investigate further.

"Does it mean that this serial case is over?" I asked again.

"Let's just say that, the suspect has already confessed the facts of the previous cases - he did it all," Fang Yuan looked at Feng Jiajia again, "At least, she won't be buried alive under your bed." ”

After speaking, Fang Yuan took off his white gloves, shook hands with me transactionally, and said solemnly: "Excuse me, on behalf of the patrol room, I thank you for your great help, there will be a period later." ”

"You're welcome, goodbye." I reluctantly let go of her small, white and tender hand.

After Fang Yuan left, under Feng Jiajia's begging with her arm, I told her the plot of last night's serial murder case, and told her that the last deceased should have been you, because we had insight into the murderer's way of committing the crime, so we saved you.

Of course, I didn't tell her about ghosts and the bad thing, for fear that she would be scared when she was at home.

Even if it is a "simplified" version of the story, Feng Jiajia can't listen to it from ear to ear, and she is afraid.

"I guess the murderer climbed in through the window," I analyzed, because there was no sign of the door lock, "and I'll find someone to put a fence on all the windows later, so that no strangers will come in later." ”

"Brother! I don't know how to thank you! Feng Jiajia's sweaty little hand held me tightly, I was about to cry, I didn't know whether I was scared or moved, I comforted her for a while, and then went out to implement the protective window.

There is a hardware store opposite the community, negotiated the price, three windows, a total of 700 yuan, the boss is an old antique, does not accept WeChat transfer, as long as cash, who still brings cash now, my wallet has been eliminated for several years, I have to go to the bank to withdraw money.

After withdrawing money at the ATM, I suddenly remembered the check last night, so I called a number, wanting to verify the authenticity, to be honest, I didn't have much hope, after all, it was a check written to me by a ghost, if it was true, at least, behind the check, there must be a real user, can it be a dead person?

The bank teller lady checked it and told me indifferently, "I'm sorry, sir, but your check has been overdue for three years and cannot be withdrawn in cash." ”

And so it was.

Forget it, it's an "ill-gotten gain", and not reaping this benefit is not necessarily a bad thing for me.

The money of the dead is destined to be taken, but not necessarily spent.

Of course, it can also be understood as: if you can't eat grapes, you can say that grapes are sour......

I shook my head and went out of the bank, went back to the hardware store to pay, the boss said to send workers to install in the afternoon, I called Feng Jiajia and asked her if she was at home in the afternoon, she said she couldn't go out, and her father would come to see her in the afternoon (it is estimated that she would not dare to go out this year), that is just right, uncle came over, I don't have to worry about her being home alone.

Back in the community, the serial murder case, the patrol room will definitely not let me interfere, I can only wait for Fang Yuan to "release" the grapevine for me, tossing and turning thirteen moves, the class still has to go, but when I enter the Cadillac again, I find that the two bloody words "your house" on the inner wall have disappeared.

I'm a little used to such a mystical thing, and I drive the hearse to the funeral home without thinking.

When I arrived at the unit, the funeral parlor was close to the water, and my colleagues had heard about the serial murder case last night, because I was a "party", and they asked me about various details of the case, which made me very annoyed, so I prevaricated on the grounds that the patrol room would not let me say it.

When I was eating in the cafeteria at noon, I saw Uncle Qin in the morgue, so I leaned over and wanted to ask something, but Uncle Qin seemed to know what I was going to ask, and waved his hand to signal me not to ask, and asked me to go to his office later.

After the meal, I pretended to take a walk, slipped to the backyard, and found Uncle Qin, who took the initiative to say, "Did you meet Lord Bai last night?" ”

"What Lord White?"

"The one with the top hat and the white robe, and the one with the chains around his arms."

"Yes, yes! That's her! It scares the hell out of me! I pulled a chair close to Uncle Qin, "Uncle, tell me about it!" Is she dangerous? What should I do if I meet her again? ”

"What did you do last night?" Uncle Qin asked rhetorically, I described the two encounters with the woman in white last night to Uncle Qin.

After hearing this, the uncle stroked his beard and nodded: "Human nature, it is understandable, although it is a bit rude, but with the character of Lord Bai, you should not be blamed." ”

"Who the hell is she...... No, what's that? Isn't it the legendary 'yin'? "She's not human, I asked.

"Yes, it's just that she is not an ordinary yin, her position is quite high, I don't know how high it is, I only know that she is responsible for detaining people who have died in the underworld, and she is a professional counterpart to you!" Uncle Qin said with a smile.

But no, my hearse is dedicated to pulling people who are dying, and this Lord Bai, who is dedicated to people who are dying, is really on the same front.

"In the past, Lao Zhou, did you also match her?" I asked again.

"That's right, but Lao Zhou basically won't have substantial contact with Yincha, even if he meets Lord Bai, he pretends not to see it, just as she is air, I have talked to Lord Bai a few times in the morgue, she is quite good to the living, but she is a little cruel to ghosts."

"That's right," I agreed, "I still remember that last night Li Xiaotao stood at the door of the morgue and refused to leave, and was beaten with a burning stick by that 'white adult', almost burning Li Xiaotao's clothes!" ”

"Ci is not in charge of ghosts, that's her job, and what she is holding is not a burning stick, but a 'mourning stick', which is said to be a very powerful weapon." Uncle Qin explained.

I asked Uncle Qin to tell me a little more, but he sipped the strong tea and waved his hand with a smile: "Don't say it, don't say it, I've told you enough, these are the secrets of 'no outsiders', if Lord Bai blames it, I can't bear it, old man!" ”

"Okay, thank you, uncle." I left the Chinese cigarette I had just smoked in my pocket to Uncle Qin, and I should be grateful.

As soon as I got out of Uncle Qin's office, there was a beautiful woman standing in front of me, wearing a black suit, black-rimmed glasses, a concise ponytail, and black high heels, looking at me expressionlessly.

"Are you a family member of the deceased?" I asked politely, the people who came to the morgue in the backyard were basically relatives of the deceased, and they came to see the corpse for the last time, but so many people died last night, I don't know if she is a relative of the deceased, she looks beautiful, will it be Li Xiaotao's sister - among the several deceased, Li Xiaotao has the highest appearance, it's a pity.

The beauty seemed to be a deaf person, there was no reaction, I smirked, anyway, it was not my business, so I bypassed her and prepared to go back to the front yard, but when I heard behind me, Uncle Qin's trembling voice suddenly came!

"White, white-sama! Why are you here......"