"Find a place to rest, I'm tired, there's a café there, go sit there, and think about it." Jiang Qiao was referring to a small and inconspicuous shop not far away.

The two walked over, the riverside café.

The name is arbitrary. Just by looking at the name, you can see that the owner of the café actually didn't put much effort into the operation, and the renovation of a private house into a storefront, plus a few potted plants of triangular plum that can be seen everywhere, can be regarded as a decoration. The only feature is that there are several small wooden tables against the river, and there are tea trays on one wooden table, and an old man is leisurely sipping tea and listening to the radio.

Jiang Qiao found a small wooden table and sat down, ordered two cups of coffee, and looked at the river boredly, the river water was crystal clear, and even small fish and aquatic plants could be seen at the bottom of the water.

"Little girl, you are outsiders." The old man at the back table spoke.

Jiang Qiao turned around and saw that the old man was looking at them with a smile, and she also replied with a smile: "Yes, grandpa, we came from Jiangcheng and just arrived today." ”

"Yo, then you don't stay in the hotel, behind the café is our homestay, 150 a night, very cheap, this neighborhood, it's beautiful at night, the whole river is lit up." The old man enthusiastically introduced.

"This café is yours too, I envy you so much." Jiang Qiao said with a smile.

"Hey, I'm an old neighbor here, I used to open a noodle restaurant and live in the back. Later, my son said that it would be good to open a café in this area, and I couldn't do it, so I let him toss, and I didn't care about anything. The old man took a sip of tea and said triumphantly. From his expression, you can see that their father is filial piety.

"Well, we're not here to play, we're ... I'm here to visit something, but there's no clue. Jiang Qiao had a bitter face, and when she thought of the case, her head hurt.

"You're journalists? If you want to know what's going on with me, I've been living here for so long, and there's something I don't know. Just ask! The old man thought it was a reporter, and he was very excited.

The bored boss next to him also came over and said, "Oh yes, ask my dad, he has a good memory, but if you want to write it, you have to write the name of our store and advertise it for us." ”

Jiang Qiao glanced at Jiang Li, who was frowning and looking at the coffee in his cup, rolled his eyes, and asked, "Grandpa, do you know that this river has ever died?" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, laughed, and the boss next to him interjected: "Cut, I thought you were going to ask, this river has killed people every year, don't look at this shallow and clear, but there is a section of the water that is particularly fast, every summer there will always drown a few swimmers, they are all swimming upstream, and then they are washed downstream before being discovered." ”

"No, I'm asking about the suicidal kind." Jiang Qiao continued to ask.

The old man took a sip of tea, thought about it, and said: "There are also suicides, it seems that I heard that there are always people who can't think of it every year, but we don't know who it is." ”

"Is there anyone in the neighborhood who jumped into the river to commit suicide, such as a woman?" Jiang Qiao asked in more detail.

"Ah, yes, I haven't heard of this, when the river was rectified, the residents were moved out, and they said that they could move back after the rectification, but few people were willing, what about me, because my son was in the field, he was used to living here, so he didn't want to move, the environment here has been good in recent years, and there are more talents. And he came back to do business. ”

"Oh, you ask and ask, how do you ask this kind of question, you better not write the name of our store, it's weird." After the boss finished speaking, he left happily.

But Jiang Qiao was interested, she heard something unusual in the old man's words, it stands to reason that the environment should be better after the rectification, and it is an old place where she has lived for many years, but why are you reluctant to move back.

"You just said rectification? Why is this river being rectified? Jiang Qiao asked.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said vaguely: "In the past, this river stinks, and at that time I didn't know how to protect the environment, and garbage was poured into it." ”

"Then why is everyone reluctant to move back after the rectification?" Jiang Qiao heard the old man's vague words and was determined to ask to the end.

The old man looked at the people around him, and said in a low voice: "No one has mentioned this matter anymore, and no one who knows it is going here, and now I am afraid that it should be our business." If you still want to publish in the newspaper, then how can we do business? ”

"Don't worry, we don't write about this in the newspaper, we just do an investigation, and many people have reported that there are some supernatural events in this river, so we came to investigate the situation." Jiang Qiao saw that the old man was so cautious, so he made up a reason randomly, hoping that he could let down his guard.

"Unusual? It's been all these years, and it's starting again? Sure enough, Jiang Qiao deceived like this, and the old man's face changed slightly, and he asked in a low voice.

"yes, this must have happened before, but now I don't know why it's started again." Jiang Qiao said it well.

Don't look at her nonsense, but in fact, she has a basis for saying this, according to the old man, the river has always been dirty, why did the government suddenly start to order rectification, there must have been something unusual, plus the old man said that many people are unwilling to move back, indicating that what happened back then must be unlucky, so speculation, the theory of ghosts and gods accounts for the greatest possibility.

Sure enough, she guessed it.

The old man said nervously: "Here it is again, what a sin." ”

"Why, grandpa." The corners of Jiang Qiao's mouth were slightly hooked, and there was a little excitement in his heart, and the plan succeeded.

The old man sighed, took a sip of the tea that had been cold in the cup, and said: "Alas, no matter how the government prohibits swimming in this river, people will drown every year, and I don't think it's appropriate." Do you think, our Los Angeles is so close to the sea, isn't it good to swim in the sea, you have to go down to the river, it seems that the unjust spirits in this water are still doing trouble.

Little girl, don't look at the river is very clean now, that is the time of rectification, the government has drained the water in it, replaced it with a new one, and in order to prevent something invisible in the water, it sends people to clean it up every day, and the water level of the river must not exceed two meters. ”

"Huh? Spend so much money on rectification. ”

Jiang Qiao was taken aback, a small inland river actually took such a huge project to clean up, what happened?

"Originally, the river just stinks, but it doesn't affect everyone's life, but one night, the river suddenly stinks and can't bear it, and the smell can make people vomit, and many people can only close their windows. The next day, everyone went out to see what was going on, and found that from Shili Street to Dingzimen at the back, the water of the entire river section did not move, and what was even more terrifying was that the river became bright red overnight, as if it was not water flowing in it, but blood. ”

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