"Yes, fortunately, my wife's yin life has ended, otherwise I would have to teach a good lesson."

"Yin life is over, isn't it because of the release of water?" Ling Tian frowned again, as soon as his yin life was over, he had to rush to the underworld to reincarnate, the ghosts were gone, how could he kill people.

Seeing Ling Tian pondering, the old woman was still chattering, and it seemed that she was very angry with the person who urinated on her wife's grave.

Just looking at the appearance of the old woman, it is estimated that she can't even walk 10 meters outside the grave, let alone kill someone, it is difficult to kill a chicken.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian planned to get straight to the point: "Of the two people at that time, one of them was already dead, do you know?" ”

"Good death." The old woman whispered, and then stopped speaking, other ghosts, you look at me, I look at you, and shook her head neatly.

Ling Tian was completely blindfolded, the greatest possibility was ruled out like this, and what was left of him, he didn't know at all.

Dazed and clueless, Ling Tian had no choice but to return to the hotel.

Hu Qiang was telling a story to the monster, a happy scene, seeing Ling Tian come in, Hu Qiang made a gesture, and then told his story.

It wasn't until more than 10 minutes later that Hu Qiang came to Ling Tian's side: "How is it, have you found the driver who caused the accident?" ”

Ling Tian didn't hide it, and told Hu Qiang everything about it, Hu Qiang's originally nervous face instantly became painful, and he began to blame himself constantly, as if he could foresee the ruined home because of his death.

Seeing that the once strict and strong head teacher had become what he was now, Ling Tian couldn't bear it in his heart, and while comforting him again and again, he vowed to find out about this matter.

Hu Qiang took Ling Tian's hand, and repeatedly praised that this was the best student he had ever taken, and the monster who had a good impression of Hu Qiang because of the story looked at Ling Tian with admiration.

Whether what Hu Qiang said was the truth or not, Ling Tian didn't know, he only knew that when he returned to the hotel, his whole head was about to explode. The whole thing doesn't have any direction at all.

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to call Wang Quan again.

Soon, I got Wang Quan's reply, and the last surveillance video of Hu Qiang's car was in the community where Wang Gang was, although there was no monitoring behind, but according to the investigation, there was a record of Hu Qiang's car swiping at the highway, just because there were many vehicles, and the staff at the highway intersection could not provide useful information at that time.

The monitoring from Pingyang to Luoling is undergoing line transformation, and there is no surveillance video.

The biggest possibility is that Hu Qiang had an accident after getting on the Pingyang Expressway, followed by from Wang Gang's house to the highway intersection.

Wang Quan gave the direction, but there was almost no difference from not giving it, Pingyang to the coast is a full 40 kilometers, and there is no way to investigate.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ling Tian had no choice but to ask Hu Qiang's ghost to let him walk a few times along the Pingyang Expressway to see if there were any special discoveries.

But to Ling Tian's disappointment, he didn't find anything, Pingyang Expressway was as clean as Ling Tian's wallet, although there were some little ghosts on the side of the road, most of them were weak and powerless to kill people at all.

Ling Tian couldn't think of a way, so he had to go online to relieve his emotions first, and if he continued to think like this, his head was about to explode.

opened the news page casually, and slowly browsed it, perhaps subconsciously, he directly typed in the Pingyang Expressway. Suddenly, a lot of news appeared in his sight.

And almost all news has a thrilling headline.

Ling Tian casually clicked on a report, and then his memories began to emerge along with the words.

This was more than two years ago, when a sturdy female driver was driving in the wrong direction on the highway because she missed the crossing, perhaps in order to get out of the highway faster, she almost stepped on the bottom of the accelerator.

In order to avoid the oncoming traffic, a large truck crashed into a passenger car next to it, and finally caused a series of car accidents, the most surprising thing is that the female driver is not only fine, but also smoothly off the highway.

Ling Tian remembered that as soon as this incident came out, the entire Binhai and the Internet were in a ruckus, unanimously accusing the female driver, and also doxxing and retaliating against the female driver's family.

But in the end, the female driver did not bear the responsibility, as if she was admitted to a psychiatric hospital because of the pressure of public opinion.

Sure enough, in the follow-up report, it was stated that the female driver finally went insane.

Seeing this, Ling Tian's brows gradually furrowed, the death toll of this car accident was more than 20 people, so many people died sideways, but there was not a single ghost on the Pingyang Expressway, which was obviously unreasonable.

"All the ghosts are looking for revenge on the female driver?"

After thinking about it, Ling Tian could only think of this answer, which could explain the strange situation on the Pingyang Expressway.

It's just that he himself knows that such a possibility is pitifully small.

A phone call, again to the king. Wang Quan, who had just fallen asleep, was furious, but he did not refuse Ling Tian's request, and hung up the phone angrily.

Ling Tian didn't care, it was one o'clock in the morning, it was indeed not a good time.

However, he didn't expect that Wang Quan's revenge would be so serious, and as soon as Ling Tian fell asleep, Wang Quan's call came in. Say you didn't hear clearly, and let me repeat it.

Ling Tian repeated helplessly, who knew that Wang Quan would call every hour to tell Ling Tian about the progress of the investigation, and he didn't tell him the results until 7 o'clock in the morning, and then went to work with a chatter.

Ling Tian couldn't sleep on the bed with dark circles under his eyes, and could only secretly curse the shamelessness of the royal power in his heart.

The female driver who was going in the wrong direction was called Peng Bing, and unlike Ling Tian imagined, she had not been retaliated against by the ghost, and had recovered half a year ago, and now she and her family are still living in Luoling.

It's just that because of the treatment, all the belongings have been used, and now the family is crammed into a small house rented to them by relatives, struggling to survive.

This was completely something that Ling Tian didn't expect, it made sense that the ghost didn't retaliate, after all, if the resentment at that time was not big and the obsession was not deep, it was very likely that he would directly enter the underworld.

But he doesn't believe in it, all ghosts are like this, you know, most people or ghosts are obsessed, it's just a matter of how much.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian planned to contact this woman named Peng Bing.

There was something in his heart, so that he couldn't sleep at all when he wanted to make up for a while, so he simply got up and looked for the address given by the king.

Peng Bing lives in an old city, but the house still looks very dilapidated. A door was opened on the street and a small convenience store was operated.

Ling Tian was startled when he saw Peng Bing, she was less than 30 years old, she completely lost the sunshine and beauty in the photo, the whole person was lifeless, and her face was as old as a 50-year-old woman.

Seeing Ling Tian enter, Peng Bing squeezed out an ugly smile: "What do you need?" ”

Ling Tian casually took a bottle of water and walked to the cash register, looking at this woman who had completely changed in just two years, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Peng Bing did make a mistake, but now it seems that she has paid a great price.

"How much?"

"$2."

"Give."

Ling Tian handed over 100 yuan, Peng Bing took it tremblingly, began to make change, and counted the money twice before handing it over.

Then he picked up a tissue, carefully wiped the dusty mineral water, wiped it and didn't know what he thought, and the whole person sobbed.