Ignoring He Qiqi's words, Ling Tian turned his head directly to look, only to see a white BMW parked on the highway not far away, the driver's window was ajar, and a woman with long hair could be seen.

The dead air that floated from He Qiqi's body was precisely the body of the long-haired woman.

Then as the two approached, every time He Qiqi walked into the shade of the tree, more dead air floated towards He Qiqi from the woman.

"That's my aunt, I'm sorry."

He Qiqi spotted Ling Tian's gaze, and after introducing her, she bent down slightly to express her apologies.

It's just that Ling Tian didn't have time to pay attention to her at this time, and after secretly writing down the license plate, he turned around and ran quickly into the alley.

The sudden action made He Qiqi feel inexplicable: "What, so stingy? ”

"What's wrong, Kiki."

The window was slowly rolled down, and a fashionable and beautiful temperament beauty in her early 30s appeared in the driver's seat, waving to He Qiqi.

"Auntie." He Qiqi screamed, ran over happily, sat in the co-pilot's seat, and reflexively hugged the temperament beauty: "Auntie, wait a long time." ”

"It didn't take long." He Jiamei smiled and patted He Qiqi's back, but her eyes looked at the direction in which Ling Tian disappeared: "That's Qiqi's boyfriend?" ”

"No, that's a former neighbor."

"Neighbors? Okay, my aunt believes it. ”

said that he believed it, but his expression and tone did not mean to believe it at all, and He Qiqi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

It's just that she didn't know that when He Jiamei hugged her, countless dead qi was like a black pipe, surging towards her.

Ling Tian on the side ran out of breath, and finally rushed to the hotel, rummaged through the cabinets, found a tattered ancient book, and didn't care about wiping the sweat off his face, and hurriedly flipped through it.

The ancient books are full of weird and exaggerated stories, which I used to read as a pastime, but unfortunately I only remember the general content.

Regarding the transfer of death qi to others, Ling Tian had seen it before, so he hurriedly ran back.

'The dying person must have the breath of death, which is necessary to turn a man into a ghost, so the breath of death does not flow, it is forever deposited on a person's body.

Two may cause the transfer of death qi, one is the death grudge, the death grudge of the killing person is like wisdom, and will actively converge on the murderer's body, forming a strong death qi to take revenge; The second is ....... ’

The part that recorded the second possibility was stained, and Ling Tian had to calm down and slowly distinguish it.

It took a long time to distinguish three words: Soul Seal.

"Soul Protector Seal, even the Soul Protector Seal, has such an effect?"

After thinking about it, Ling Tian made a call to Ma Xiao, reported the license plate number, and rushed to the police station.

It was already noon, but no one in the police station went to eat, although I didn't know where Ma Xiao came from, everyone still moved.

Seeing Ling Tian, Ma Xiao hurriedly walked over, he didn't ask how to lock the suspect, but directly introduced the current situation.

"The vehicle has been found, but there is no one, I sent someone to squat there, and the information of the owner of the car has been determined."

As he spoke, Ma Xiao took Ling Tian to the computer on the side, pointed to the information on it, and asked Ling Tian to check it.

On the computer was a detailed document, and on the top right was a color photograph of the woman Ling Tian had seen in the car.

Sitting in the position given up by Ma Xiao's colleague, Ling Tian looked at the information.

The information is complete, but it is a sad story, and most importantly, every point echoes their judgment at the beginning.

He Jiamei is He Jiahua's younger sister, old and daughter, by the time He Jiamei was born, He Jiahua and another brother had grown up, and her parents and two brothers took good care of her.

This allowed He Jiamei to have a happy childhood, but also became simple and fragile.

And it was at this time, at the age of 18, the most beautiful of her life, that she met someone, a man who pulled her out of happiness and pushed her to pain.

"Mei'er, why are you crying?"

A tall and handsome man walked up to He Jiamei, who was crying, and grabbed He Jiamei's twitching shoulder with one hand, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

"City." He Jiamei screamed full of grievances, and leaned into Chengcheng's arms: "My parents and brother don't support us being together, what should I do?" ”

"Fool." Caressing He Jiamei's hair, the smile on Chengcheng's face became even warmer: "Believe in our love, one day this fiery love will touch the cold heart of your family." And....... ”

Chengcheng paused, put his mouth to He Jiamei's ear, and lowered his voice: "The old man likes children very much. And that is also the crystallization of our love. ”

He Jiamei burst into tears and blushed.

Love can get carried away, and sugar-coated poison always makes people feel sweet in the mouth.

When He Jiamei held the child and accepted the accusations of his family with a haggard face, the man who once swore an oath had already disappeared into the vast sea of people.

The betrayal of her lover and the accusations of her family made He Jiamei lose her mind, and she broke off relations with her family and left alone with her children.

The life of a single mother is difficult, because of her age, her friends don't have much ability to help, even so, He Jiamei gritted her teeth and persevered, and the hardships of life made her feel like a different person.

is no longer the simple, shy girl she used to be, but a new woman with strong independent ability.

But it is difficult to have both career and family, and when the child was more than two years old, because he was busy with work and taking care of him, the child was seriously ill.

The life that had just improved fell into the abyss again, and both the children and the career fell into a desperate situation, and at this time, when she was about to die of despair, the family stretched out their hands again.

The child was not saved after all, but the warmth of her family made her persevere, so that she devoted herself to her work, and gradually her efforts were duly rewarded, and now she has become a rich person often mentioned in people's mouths.

He Jiamei, who is now living comfortably, does not seem to have the possibility of committing a crime, even if her child is buried in the cemetery in the middle of the circle. Because He Jiamei's child has been dead for 16 years.

He Jiamei, who has not had any abnormalities in the past 16 years, does not seem to have the motive to commit the crime.

But even so, Ma Xiao still found He Jiamei as soon as possible and took him to the police station.

I don't know what kind of psychology it is, Ling Tian didn't participate in the inquiry, but waited for news in Ma Xiao's office.

About an hour later, a tired Ma Xiao came to him: "Do you really think He Jiamei is the murderer?" ”

He Jiamei's mouth may be very strict, this Ling Tian had also thought of before, but he didn't expect that Ma Xiao's first sentence after the interrogation turned out to be questioning.

After thinking about it, Ling Tiancai opened his mouth to explain: "I searched through other means, I heard from your colleague, didn't you find traces of the child in the room where she was found?" ”

"It's just similar footprints, and the hair that was found wasn't hers after testing."

"Not hers?" Ling Tian's brows furrowed: "Does she still want an accomplice?" ”

Ma Xiao showed a wry smile: "It is unlikely that it is an accomplice, the hair found belongs to another woman, she has been dead for almost 10 years." ”