After a few hours of rest and buffering, I woke up to the fact that there were ghosts in the funeral home, and even in that hearse that extended to me.

I don't want to prove or deny anything from a scientific point of view, because it doesn't make sense, because existence is reasonable.

I'm still a little reluctant to work with this good salary, forget it, if you come, you can be safe, when I met the white-clothed female ghost wearing a high hat for the second time last night, I admit it, I coaxed, jumped out the window and ran away, causing the female ghost to be on duty for me for half a night.

Look at her outfit, it is almost the same, it should be the legendary yincha, my task is to pull the deceased to the funeral home, and her task is to bring the ghost from the funeral home to the underworld, so to speak, she is also my colleague, she is responsible for the transfer work, and from the two words she said to me last night, she didn't want to harm me, maybe after getting used to it, we can live in peace with each other!

If I meet that female yin again, I think I should apologize or buy her some gifts? I just don't know what she likes, she won't like lipstick!

By the way, Li Xiaotao's lipstick is still in the hearse downstairs, before going upstairs last night, I checked that the fourth deceased, that is, Xia Xiaohui, who was burned to death, did not leave new clues in the carriage - this may be the reason why the patrols failed to dig up the body in the five-star square last night.

Could it be that this serial murder case is over? Or is it that because the last "crime scene" of the Five Star Square was discovered and stationed by the patrol, the suspect terminated the criminal plan that was originally going to kill five people in advance?

Thinking a little dizzy, I rubbed my head, got out of bed and dressed, tossed for most of the night, a little hungry, I went to the kitchen to find food, when I passed by the restaurant, I found that Feng Jiajia's door was still in the same state as last night, leaving a slit, the curtains were drawn in the room, the lights were not turned on, it was dark and I couldn't see clearly, there were no slippers for her at the door, indicating that she was still inside.

It's a little strange, on weekdays, at this time period, she has already started reading and studying, why is she still sleeping lazy today?

I didn't bother her, simply made some breakfast, ate half of it, and left half for her.

At half past nine, I thought, I can't always let the hearse park in the community, or I have to drive back to the funeral home, so as not to be discovered by the leader, I used WeChat to leave a message for Feng Jiajia, changed clothes and went downstairs, removed the trash can that covered the license plate, and entered the hearse.

I stepped on the clutch and was about to start the fire, when I accidentally saw a red patch in the rearview mirror and looked back at the car, Nima! Red handwriting again! This time, two big words are very eye-catching: your home!

My home? What's wrong with my family?

I couldn't help but look up at the balcony on the second floor through the car window, nothing out of the ordinary...... If there is anything different, it is that the flowers and plants that I originally kept on the balcony are gone.

It was the balcony of Feng Jiajia's room, and last night I smelled a smell of loose soil in her room, maybe she moved all the flowers and plants down and took care of them again - I couldn't enter Feng Jiajia's bedroom, I told her before, help me water and hoe the grass when she was fine.

Other than that, there is no abnormality, I stared at the two blood-red characters for a while, and still didn't have any ideas, it stands to reason that the lipstick handwriting shouldn't be the address that prompts the next homicide, what does it have to do with my home?

I opened the armrest box, the lipstick was still inside, took it out, unscrewed it, maybe because the words "your home" were too big, and I used up all the remaining small half-tube lipstick, this time I can throw it away, right?

I threw my lipstick into the trash can outside the car window, started the hearse, and drove to the entrance of the community.

This is a newly built community, the green plants have not been completely covered, there is an excavator at the entrance of the community is working, digging pits and planting trees, there are a lot of new soil dug out next to it, I took a deep breath of the unique fragrance of the soil, refreshing, this smell is very good, and, a little familiar, like I have smelled it somewhere recently......

it! My brain felt like it had been struck by thunder!

Earthy taste!

Flowers and plants!

Earth attributes!

My home!

Feng Jiajia, in this name, there are actually six "soils", but I didn't think of them!

I was so shocked that I braked suddenly, quickly turned around and went back, and when I got downstairs, I didn't even lock the car, climbed up to the second floor in one breath, unscrewed the door key, ran to the door of Feng Jiajia's bedroom, pushed the door open, and turned on the wall lamp!

"What are you doing!" The beauty on the bed screamed, it was Feng Jiajia, who was not wearing much, I almost knelt on the ground, shouting thank God!

It seems that my analysis was wrong, my home is not the place where the crime occurred, and Feng Jiajia was not "buried alive".

She had woken up and was lying on the bed playing on her phone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I hurriedly exited the door, and after a quick glance just now, I also saw my own flowers and plants, which were indeed moved into the room by Jiajia, neatly placed on the ground, and the branches and leaves had been repaired by her.

I sat on the sofa, panting, and after a while, Feng Jiajia got dressed and came out of the room with small slippers, tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"It's nothing," I smiled wryly, "I'm afraid you're in danger, come back and see you!" ”

"Come back? Haven't you been home all the time? ”

"Huh? I just went out, didn't you read WeChat? I wondered.

"Who's the person who was moving things in the living room just now, isn't that you?"

I snorted and looked at Feng Jiajia's fingers, only to see that in the corner of the living room, there was an extra woven bag, and there were traces of the woven bag dragging on the floor, and there was also a slag that seemed to leak out of the cracks in the woven bag.

It seems that in addition to me and Feng Jiajia, there is a third person in the family......