I kept observing the scene, and then looked through some records of the investigation, as well as transcripts, all of which showed that the grocery store owner nicknamed Li Haha, named Li Zuodong, committed suicide.

Looking at Li Zuodong's corpse, with his eyes closed, he looked peaceful, I squatted in front of him, looking at him quietly, although he vomited a lot of bitter water with me yesterday, but after he woke up, he giggled and talked to me.

At this time, Li Zuodong was lying on the ground, becoming a cold corpse, I clenched my fists, gritted my teeth, and blamed myself very much in my heart, again, I couldn't do anything.

There was a cry outside, and all of a sudden, there was a commotion.

"My husband won't kill himself, no, it's those who collect debts, it must be those who collect debts, kill him."

A woman, with a 10-year-old girl, the mother and daughter cried and cried, and the neighbors around kept persuading.

"Zhang Qingyuan, what are you still doing here? Get out of the way, the people from the funeral home are coming. ”

"Uncle policeman, uncle policeman, my dad won't kill himself, absolutely not." Li Chokdong's daughter cried, and the mother and daughter rushed in, crying next to Li Chokdong's body.

The policemen all went out and began to evacuate the onlookers, and the people from the funeral home were also waiting outside, I looked at the mother and daughter, very sad, I could only stand aside, silently escorted, unable to say a word, even comforting.

I came to the cashier, looked around, a photo of the whole family, placed on the cashier, and looked closely, there was a gift bag, just put aside, hanging on the calendar, November 1st, a red circle.

I looked at it with some confusion, and then looked around, it was very clean, and I really couldn't think of why a person who wanted to commit suicide would still clean up the store and put a family photo at the cash register.

"Uncle Policeman." Lee Chok-tung's daughter walked up to me.

I looked at her blankly, a very well-behaved little girl, crying red eyes.

"Daddy, Daddy won't kill himself."

I crouched down in front of her and asked.

"Your father, did I tell you about the Taoist priest?"

The little girl in front of her shook her head.

"Why, do you think your dad won't kill himself?" As soon as I asked, Li Zuodong's daughter cried, she stretched out her hand, tremblingly pointed to the calendar behind me, I turned my head, except for November 1, there was nothing special on the calendar, except for November 1, marked with a red circle.

"Birthday, that day, it's my birthday."

As soon as Li Zuodong's daughter finished speaking, I stared blankly at the gift on the table, which had been wrapped, and looked at the little girl in front of me, the only thought in my heart was that Li Zuodong would never commit suicide.

At this time, I noticed a little different signs, and there was a strange smell, in fact, I just came in, and I noticed it, and I always felt that this smell was very familiar, but I couldn't remember where I smelled it.

This is the only thing that has a stinky smell and a slight salty taste.

Then Li Zuodong's wife and daughter finally calmed down, the funeral home people came in and carried the body out, and at this moment, I suddenly saw that there was a lot of black dirt under Li Zuodong's body, and then looked at the people around, as if they couldn't see it.

I reached out and took a small point, put it in front of my nose, and sniffed it, it was sour, smelly, and a little salty, and I really did smell it.

Then I made a small plastic bag, got some black mud from the ground, and put it in.

"Why? Zhang Qingyuan. The young officer came over and looked at me in amazement.

"Decorate something." As soon as I finished speaking, the officer, with a puzzled look, shook his head and left.

Li Chokdong's daughter, still looking at the gifts on the cash register, refused to leave, and then I asked her, and sure enough, she couldn't see the black mud in her pocket.

I picked up the gift and put it in the hands of Lee Chok-tung's daughter.

"I don't want it, I want my father."

"Take it." As I spoke, I shoved the gift into her hand, leaned down, and whispered in her ear.

"Your father, he didn't commit suicide, take it well, he has already prepared a gift for you."

Li Zuodong's daughter watched dumbfounded, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Uncle Policeman, ......"

I smiled.

"Whether it's a person or something, I'll get him out."

With that, I got up and ran out.

"Uncle policeman, we said okay, the person who killed Dad ......"

I turned my head away and smiled.

"Ah, that's it."

I quickly rushed out of the crowd, holding the phone, just now, I remembered, this thing, the blind woman and the little old man had given me before, the kind of black mud used to invite the.

After pulling out the phone, I dialed the little old man's number, and as soon as I answered, I asked.

"Huh? Boy, you don't even know what that thing is? Alas, Bai has been following you so much for so many days. ”

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Information Fee ......"

"I'll be back to you." As I spoke, the little old man laughed on the other end of the phone.

"It's ghost mud, in the world of ghosts, it's a very common thing, usually, if you want to invite ghosts, you need this thing, you know, silly boy."

I didn't wait for the little old man to speak, so I hung up the phone, it was made by a ghost, and at this time, I remembered a person, Luo Shasha, she is also from Huangquan, she lives near here, last night, maybe she came and took Li Zuodong's soul.

I hurriedly dialed Lan Ruoxi's phone, and after some inquiry, she told me another thing about Li Zuodong, and told me that she would find someone to ask for Luo Shasha's contact information.

Another Li Zuodong, a civil servant, about 40 years old, has experienced ups and downs, in his 20s, he entered the government office, and in his 30s, he became the secretary of the county party committee.

Recently, Li Chokdong, a civil servant, is still being summoned by the Commission for Discipline Inspection, and he is about to collapse, which was found by Li Guohao.

I found a bubble tea shop a little, sat down, asked for a cup of milk tea, and waited for Lan Ruoxi to call me.

At this time, it seems that many things have been connected, the 61-year-old Li Chokdong, the owner of the shoe factory, the 40-year-old Li Chokdong, the owner of the grocery store, and the 40-year-old civil servant Li Chokdong, these three people are all in the early stage of their lives, very smooth, and prosperous, but in the back, they are all unlucky.

and the 21-year-old young college student Li Zuodong, who is young but has already begun to have a smooth ride.

"It's no coincidence."

Then Lan Ruoxi asked about Luo Shasha's home, which was in the nearby Jinliyuan community, only a few hundred meters away from this dilapidated neighborhood, so I got up and ran over.

As soon as I got out of the corner, I saw a road full of ginkgo trees, golden ginkgo leaves, falling to the ground, and blue communities in front of me.

After coming to the community, I wandered around for a while, asked people nearby, and went directly to Building 8.

took the elevator to the 11th floor, 81107, and rang the door, but for a long time, no one came to open the door, because it is said that Luo Shasha, who didn't even have a phone, wanted to contact her, only to go to her house, and she would not go anywhere else except home.

I rang the doorbell a few times with some impatience, but no one came to open the door.

"Maybe it's out." As soon as I finished speaking, there was a click, and the door opened, and a hand, stretched out, grabbed my pants from below, and I screamed.

When I looked closely, it was Rosasa, with an uncomfortable face, lying on the ground and stretching out her hands.

"What's wrong?" I crouched down, and Rosa struggled to utter three words.

"Starving."

After a while, I was speechless, and then I ran downstairs, ran two more streets, and bought a bunch of food for Rosasha, and after entering Rosasha's house, I was stupid, dirty, two words.

In a corner of the living room, garbage is piled up like this, and the room is full of garbage, and a dark reclining sofa is placed in front of a large TV.

On the table, there were a lot of junk food bags, some cooking cartons, disposable chopsticks, thrown at random, a variety of flavors mixed together, it smelled bad, Rosa took what I bought, and ate it.

After she finally had her fill, she looked satisfied and lay down on the sofa.

"I'll sleep, feel free to do whatever you want."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes and planned to sleep.

"Did you go to collect your soul last night?" I asked, and Rosasha didn't move.

"Grass, get up." As I spoke, I grabbed Rosa and pulled her up.

"Oh, you're so annoying, thank you for helping me buy something just now, the money is in the room inside, in the cabinet, you go to find it yourself, get it yourself, how much money did you just buy, I will be a little sleepy, I want to sleep."

I was completely speechless, for this woman in front of me.

"Well, please tell me, did you go to collect your soul last night?"

Rosa stared impatiently.

"No, I'm in trouble, I'm almost tired for a long time."

I pressed my forehead with a faint pain, the people of Huangquan can indeed accept the soul if you want to, and you can't accept it if you don't want to, but you must collect enough 9999 souls, before your yang life is almost over, if you have more than half of your yang life and have not received half of the soul, it seems that you will be tortured or punished in some way.

"It doesn't matter if you don't collect your soul like this?" I asked.

"Hey, what's that, go tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, it's fine."

I looked around helplessly, turned around, and was about to walk out of the room.

"By the way, that grocery store owner Li Zuodong should be dead, I went shopping yesterday and saw him, indeed, he is dying."

Suddenly, I turned my head and glared at Rosasa.

"He died unexpectedly."