Chapter 11: The Ballad of Terror 10

Jiang Qiao sat on the sofa, talking with the victim's mother, and wanted to ask some questions related to the case, but he was stunned to listen to the crying praise for a long time, and he couldn't insert a word, this mother began to praise the deceased before he was born, Jiang Li came out of the secret room, and he hadn't finished high school yet.

There were only some policemen left guarding the scene, and the forensic doctor and forensic had already gone back first, and they didn't see Team Liu or Mao Daxin. Jiang Qiao endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but interject: "I see a photo frame in the study upstairs, which is a group photo of six children, do you remember, can you tell me about it?" ”

"Woo, ah, group photo? What group photo? The victim's mother was still immersed in grief and did not react for a while.

"It was taken in a wood, wearing a red scarf, and a photo of the Young Pioneers saluting." It's all to blame Mao Daxin for taking the photo frame away, and Jiang Qiao can only gesture with his hands and feet.

"Oh, you're talking about that picture! It was a picture of my son being selected by the school to be a model of the Young Pioneers when he was in the third grade of elementary school. At that time, he was shooting a promotional video for the school with other selected children. My son has been studying well since he was a child, and he is obedient, and he does not make enemies with others, how can you say that he died like this, woo woo. The mother of the deceased cried again as she spoke.

"Auntie, don't cry yet, at that time... Jiang Qiao was about to ask why, when Mao Daxin suddenly appeared and interrupted her questioning.

"The work on the scene is almost done, and the families of the victims have to go back with us for questioning first. What's the situation, I'm in contact with you. Mao Daxin helped the crying victim's mother to leave the house first.

There were a lot of people in the room, and it seemed quiet. Jiang Qiao was a little flustered, and at this time, Jiang Li also came out of the secret room. She immediately rushed over, her eyes didn't dare to look at the secret room behind him, she could only look directly at his sunglasses, and asked with concern, "How is it, have you made any new discoveries?" ”

Jiang Li smiled, patted her head, and said, "Go out first, and then go back." Then he walked out.

At that moment, Jiang Qiao was a little stunned. No one has ever made such an action to her since her first year of high school, and the last person who made this move to her was the father who always regarded her as the most beloved little princess.

However, he has not been around for a long time.

When Jiang Qiao walked out of the villa, he found Jiang Li standing outside the villa and thinking about something. She walked over and said, "Team Liu and Daxin have taken that aunt back to the bureau first." We had to take a taxi back by ourselves, it was too remote to take a taxi, so we could only call a taxi. My phone is dead, what about yours? ”

Jiang Li was still in a daze, and he didn't hear her speak at all. Jiang Qiao patted him on the shoulder again, and he said in a daze: "The photo is from a long time ago, this ghost should have been dead for a long time, why did he start killing people only recently?" ”

"I'm talking to you, phone, my phone is dead, what about yours?" Jiang Qiao was in a hurry, and the expert didn't listen to her at all.

"A cell phone? I don't have a cell phone. Jiang Li reacted and said embarrassedly.

"Don't have a phone? Nowadays, people still don't use mobile phones? Jiang Qiao looked at Jiang Li incredulously, this tech expert who even uses a remote control to open the door at home, doesn't even use a mobile phone, and it is estimated that no one will believe him when he says it.

Jiang Li fell into contemplation again, Jiang Qiao sighed helplessly, this young master is probably the kind of life that is born not to worry. By the time he remembered these mundane things, it might have been dark. Jiang Qiao didn't want to stay in this kind of place until dark, so he had to pull Jiang away and go to the gate of the community to ask the security guard for help.

Jiang Qiao dragged Jiang Li, who didn't listen to anything outside the window, around the villa area several times, and finally found the security booth. I borrowed a charging cable from the uncle inside, and finally the phone was charged. Jiang Li stood outside the sentry box and still didn't say a word, and Jiang Qiao didn't disturb him to think, so he took advantage of the gap in charging to chat with his uncle.

"Girl, let me ask you, is the son of that family dead, so many policemen came today and it is not good to see it, my last shift said that there are still policemen to question. Alas, this is fate, and you can't hide from it. The uncle shook his head and said with a sigh.

"Uncle, listen to what you mean, do you know he will die?" Jiang Qiao heard that there was gossip in this, and hurriedly asked.

"No, I saw that his face was not good before, his face was black, and the whole person was not as energetic as before, so he kindly introduced someone to him, but he still didn't dodge." The uncle took a sip of tea and said vaguely.

Jiang Qiao glanced at Jiang Li, who was still in a daze outside the security booth, thought for a while and asked, "Don't have a good face?" Black gas? You mean he hit a ghost? ”

The security uncle didn't expect Jiang Qiao to be so straightforward, and his gossip heart suddenly rose. He rubbed his hands, looked left and right, but still couldn't bear it, and said in a low voice: "I haven't talked to the police about this." I told you not to say it, you were right, he really hit the ghost, I saw it that day. ”

"See? What do you see? When did you see it? Jiang Qiao was taken aback and asked.

"I can't remember the exact day, it seems like a month ago. One night, I was on the night shift, and it was past two o'clock in the middle of the night, and I was sleepy, when suddenly someone banged on the door, and I was startled. In our community, there are not many people during the day, let alone at night. When I saw it, it was the owner, and I remembered that their family name was Xie. I don't know what it's called. ”

The uncle was still apprehensive when he talked about the events of that day, and continued slowly: "I thought that there was something important in his house and opened the door for him." As soon as he came in, he shrank here, shaking incessantly, and yelling for me to close the door, saying that the thing was chasing him. ”

When the uncle said this, he pointed to the bottom of his shabby table and said, "He was hiding here at the time." As soon as I heard him say this, I was so frightened that I waited for a while, but there was no movement, so I opened the door and went out to look, but there was nothing outside. He's just huddled here for a night, and he's been muttering about something that doesn't concern him. Ask him, but he can't say it clearly. But, I look at the way he looks, it's just hitting that. So, I introduced him to a guy who was very good at it, and asked him to go to that guy for help. Later, within two days, the young man brought in the renovation team. But at that time, I thought the matter had been resolved, I saw that his expression was normal, and even a little... How to say ... Right... Excited. After that, I rarely saw him. In the past, they didn't come to stay a few times a year, but after that, it seems that he lives here. ”

After Jiang Qiao listened, he frowned and asked, "You said that he ran over and said that a ghost was chasing him?" Haven't you seen a ghost? ”

The uncle shook his head and said, "Of course not, there is revenge and revenge, why did they come to me?" But ah, the way I saw him that day was really like a ghost, and I haven't seen a big man afraid of being like that. ”

Speaking of this, the uncle lowered his voice, with a slight smile on his face, and whispered: "He was so scared that he peed his pants, that smell... You said that if he hadn't hit a ghost, what would have made him afraid of being like that. ”