The taxi drove downstairs to Bai Meimei's house and stopped.

When the car drove away, the fat man suddenly remembered something, stopped in front of Lin Chen with care, and said: "Lin Chen, I can't understand that it is reasonable to say that the elevator accident caused Yang Yuanshan's death, but his heart has been taken away, which is really incredible!" I always felt that there must be something wrong with Yang Yuanshan's strange and bizarre way of dying! Maybe it's because of her! ”

"She?"

"Do you really not know, or do you fake don't know? Think about what a few of us have been through, who else could it be? ”

"The woman in black?"

"Hmm!" The fat man tilted his head, "There are many things that our eyes can't see!" Yang Yuanshan's death, except to explain it with weirdness, there is no other way! Dare I say, it's probably her reason! ”

Lin Chen shook his head, and didn't seem to agree with the fat man's opinion.

"I really can't think of what this woman will have to do with Yang Yuanshan, that woman is clearly running for hatred, she has a grudge against you and me in her previous life, this is just my inference, I can't think of her being related to Yang Yuanshan!" Lin Chen thought about it for a while, and then analyzed it slowly, "I think this may not be weird, but just a criminal case." ”

"How can you think so?"

"Hypothetical, I'm just hypothetical," Lin Chen emphasized, "Hypothetically, Yang Yuanshan offended someone, killed him and took his heart, and then moved him to the elevator.."

The fat man retorted: "It doesn't make sense, if you take the heart directly? Can the elevator fall down by human operation? None of this is something that ordinary people can do! ”

"That's just as well!" Lin Chen gave a thumbs up in his heart, "I suddenly found out that the fat man, your head is actually very good!" ”

"That's it!" The fat man looked a little proud, pulled Lin Chen's cuffs, paused, and said with a smile: "I also know that you are paying some attention to Bai Meimei.."

"Fatty, you're a..!"

"What is it?"

"Great immortal level! All right! Lin Chen glanced at the fat man.

"I just knew! But what."

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen saw that the fat man wanted to speak and stopped, but he was a little curious.

The fat man glanced at Lin Chen slyly, and smiled innocently, "Yang Yuanshan is dead, and this woman will become a widow, just right!" ”

"Exactly, what?"

"Didn't you tell me that the Taoist reminded you that whoever the little bronze mirror fell into is the girl Liu Peizhu in her previous life, your sweetheart! The little bronze mirror was left by Xu Aqi at Bai Meimei, that is, this Miss Bai may be Liu Peizhu! Oh, it's just the right thing to achieve your pair of mandarin ducks in your previous life! The fat man muttered quietly.

"What an occasion this is! You still say that! I don't think you'd better go up! Lin Chen looked around and said angrily, "You are really itchy!" The man died! Are you bullying people, there is no man in the family, no one beats you! ”

The fat man said disdainfully: "Anyway, that man is not a good bird, he cheated on another woman, and he has to divorce Bai Meimei, and now he is dead, maybe it is his retribution!" Or whether it was a clever arrangement of fate is hard to say! ”

Lin Chen arched the fat man with his elbow and whispered, "You kid pay attention to what you say!" The surname Yang is now dead! The dead are great, you know! This kind of occasion can be a million, don't say the wrong thing! You be careful that someone Yang is ghostly, and come back to you to settle accounts! ”

Hearing this, the fat man's face was long, and he punched Lin Chen very happily, "Why do you keep cursing me!" I'm doing it for you, too! Just now I said that the terrifying woman in black was eyeing me, and now I am saying that the ghost surnamed Yang is also coming to me to settle accounts, do you want me to live! Lie down at night

I can't sleep in bed, so I'll take the two of them and go to you, don't you believe it? ”

Lin Chen said: "Okay! All right! I won't say it! I won't say it, okay! ”

"And said that I don't care about the occasion! Look how dare you laugh! ”

Lin Chen immediately restrained his smile and said with a serious expression: "Yes, now you should think about it, how can we comfort Bai Meimei!" ”

"Nothing to be comforted with! I dare to say that Bai Meimei's mood at the moment should be the same as Ding Shujiao's mood after Meng Jiagui's death! It's not that sad! The fat man snorted.

……

Bai Meimei's family didn't have time to decorate it, but simply put a photo of Yang Yuanshan on the solid wood table, and offered a few plates of fruit in front.

Lin Chen and the fat man sat side by side on the sofa, looking at the smiling photos of Yang Yuanshan on the stage, looking at the people who came and went to condole, everyone had sympathy and compassion on their faces, the fat man couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and said leisurely: "If I have such a day, so many people come to see me, I will be content!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Chen reminded, "Be careful and become a prophecy!" ”

inside the room.

Bai Meimei's eyes were a little red and swollen, and she sat expressionlessly.

She herself knew that the reason why she shed tears was not for Yang Yuanshan, but for herself.

Bai Meimei's mother accompanied her, "Meimei, if I had listened to my mother and married this man so hastily, it would not be the scene I am today." ”

"Mom, don't say anything! You go back, there are still Dad and Tongtong, I still have friends to accompany me, I'm fine. ”

"Alas!" Mother's brows locked into a big knot, "People have a life, Yang Yuanshan's longevity is over, it's time to go, it's time to go, don't force it, what kind of life is a person, what kind of end is it, the previous life has been arranged!" With that, she sighed and patted her on the back, her face full of helplessness.

"A lifetime before?"

"yes!"

"I don't know what kind of sin he created in his previous life, so that he lived so short in this life and died so miserably, and the poor man also has something to hate!"

"Hmmm! Wait a minute, burn more clothes for him, it's cold over there, let him wear more clothes, and it won't be in vain for you as a husband and wife. ”

"I know!"

"In the future, if you are alone with a child, it will be even more difficult!"

"He's alive, don't I also lead Tongtong alone! He lives and he dies, no different from me! ”

"People say, one day husband and wife, one hundred days! You've been married for many years, don't you really have any feelings? ”

Taking the wet towel handed over by her mother, Bai Meimei only wiped her hands, and her face was still mottled with tears.

"I can't talk about hating anymore, I'm sorry for me and Tongtong!"

"The world is impermanent, and accidents are inevitable, so it's good to think about it!"

"Hmmm! I can think about it! ”

"Alas!"

"By the way, Mom, don't tell your child about this yet. A child is a child after all, he is still young, let him know that it is not good, take your time! ”

"I know!"

"You can go back first!"

"I'll stay a little longer! Can you do it alone? ”

"No, I'm really fine, someone is talking to me, I'm in a much better mood, you can go back!"

"Alright then, then I'll go back first!"

After her mother left, Bai Meimei lay alone in the inner room to rest. She suddenly wanted to see the man again, so she sat up from the bed, took out the photo album from the small drawer next to the bed, put on her glasses, and looked carefully at the pages, recalling the conversation with the policeman in her head.

"Has Mr. Yang offended anyone?"

"I don't know, there shouldn't be!"

"What's your relationship?"

"Preparing for a divorce!"

"Why get divorced?"

"He's cheating!"

"Who is that woman? Do you know? ”

"Recognize. He didn't do it because of the elevator accident.."

...

Just as she was thinking, two unfamiliar yellowed black and white photos suddenly caught her eye.

One of the photos shows an old-style house, with a southern-style courtyard in the middle of several rooms, light or dark, with winding verandahs and stones under the steps to form a road. There is a flower bed in the courtyard, on which are displayed more than a dozen pots of blooming chrysanthemums. Next to the flower bed, a begonia tree is particularly eye-catching.

Another photograph is a gorgeous interior of the house, the hollow carved windows reflect the speckled and fragmented lights, take a closer look, the delicate carved decoration is indeed extraordinary, the red copper piano is quietly placed in the corner, the copper mirror is placed on the wooden dresser, the room is so fresh and leisurely. Gorgeous and comfortable bed, the bedding on the bed is neatly folded, the most eye-catching is a pair of mandarin duck pillows, clear and beautiful, and a half-lit white candle on the table.

Bai Meimei's gaze stopped at these two photos.

She frowned and looked at the two photos over and over again.

This bronze piano should be some years old! It looks so familiar!

I've never seen this photo before, could it be Yang Yuanshan? She didn't know, anyway, she didn't put it in.

What is the place in the photo?

When is it?

Who took it?

How did it end up in her book?

Obviously, these two photos are supposed to be of a wealthy family's mansion. Judging from the style and layout, it is not the current apartment, house, villa, but an old house.

This is familiar.

She recalled! Like, she's lived here, it's like, she's not the only one who lives here..

She saw that in the photo, in the white candlelight, a face of Yang Yuanshan vaguely appeared, and the vague face changed to not Yang Yuanshan, but the face of another man.

Eminent..

Surname Meng? Yes, Yang Yuanshan told her such a surname.

For the next two minutes, she could always hear some strange rustling sounds, and a scene recurred in her brain.

In the moonlight, the figure of a man was stretched very long, and the wide robe enveloped his whole body, and he staggered forward two steps, unable to run, and threw himself limply on a tall grass mound, motionless.

She stared at the photograph, and the faint appearance of the man's face became clearer and clearer, his skin was dark, he was thirty or forty years old, every part of his face was inconspicuous, and there was no trace of blood, it was white and white, as terrifying as the face of a dead man, and it was very haggard and ugly. His broad forehead was clenched in pain, his eyebrows were twisted in a straight line, his eyes were bloodshot, his gaze was flustered, and white saliva hung from his trembling lips. The eyes, nostrils, and corners of the mouth were bleeding outward, and the expression was terrified and dead.

"Tick!"

In a trance, a drop of blood fell from the photo and fell to the ground, and the sound was particularly harsh.

"Ahh

A cry of surprise and fear completely pulled Bai Meimei back to reality.

She sat down on the ground, her teeth chattering, and her photo album and glasses were thrown to her unknown place in the panic.

In the air, there is a sweet and greasy aroma.