"Cement? What cement, you make it clear. Wei Lingling finally said meaningful words, Mao Daxin was overjoyed and asked anxiously.

"Don't ask her questions, she won't answer you, listen to her." Jiang Li said helplessly, for the first time, he found that there were people who were more verbose than Jiang Qiao.

Mao Daxin held his breath nervously and nodded obediently: "Mm-hmm." Everyone's eyes were focused on Wei Lingling.

"Kid." Wei Lingling spoke again.

Jiang Qiao was excited for a while, great, it was really related to the children of Shengxi Primary School.

"Tribute... The children are back, and they are going to tear us apart, and with them they will fall into the infinite darkness, no, I did not do it, I was forced, ah, evil... Demon. Wei Lingling suddenly danced and screamed.

Jiang Qiao and Mao Daxin looked at Wei Lingling with wide eyes, expecting her to say something more, but after that complete sentence, she returned to her previous isolation and never spit out half a word.

"What happened?" The nurse, who had not gone far, hurried over when she heard Wei Lingling's scream.

"Oh, it's okay, you take her back, we're done." Jiang Li said.

"Done?" Now it was Mao Daxin's turn and the nurse to speak in unison.

"She can also ask questions, what did you ask? Oops, what's wrong with her forehead? The nurse looked questioning and gossiping.

"We ... Oh... Actually, I didn't ask anything, I couldn't understand what she said, she... She suddenly fell and swallowed. Mao Daxin still wanted to keep Wei Lingling and work hard, Jiang Qiao pushed him even once, Mao Daxin reluctantly gave up, and said to the nurse with a smile.

The nurse saw Mao Daxin's expression that was more ugly than crying, believed his words, and took Wei Lingling back to the ward.

Until the nurse's back was out of sight, Mao Daxin immediately turned around and complained in a low voice: "Really don't work hard anymore?" ”

"These are the remnants of memories in her soul, the ones that impressed her the most at the end, so they were the last to dissipate, and if we were a little late, we might not even be able to do so." Jiang Li replied.

Jiang Qiao gently recited the words Wei Lingling had just said: "Cement, children, tribute... The children are back, and they are going to tear us apart... Demon... ”

"Child, cement is easy to understand, the faces on the wall are the best proof, the children's deaths are related to cement, maybe they were buried in a cement wall, which proves that our previous speculation is correct, but we haven't found it yet." Mao Daxin said.

Her last sentence is also easy to understand, the children who died of death are obsessed with not being able to reincarnate, and they will definitely go to find the person who killed them, she should be an accomplice, although I don't know what reason made her do these unconscionable things, but she is an ordinary person after all, killing so many innocent little lives, even if no ghost comes to her, her own body and mind will collapse. I've read a book that says that killing people requires extraordinary mental qualities, so not everyone can kill people. Perhaps, it was because she was afraid that Wei Lingling's physical and mental collapse would reveal this secret, so she took away her soul. Jiang Qiao analyzed this and suddenly stopped.

Mao Daxin listened to Jiang Qiao's analysis, felt that the head was the way, and was about to agree, but saw Jiang Qiao suddenly stop and asked, "Why don't you say it, I think what you said is very reasonable." ”

"The problem is, there are still things that I don't understand, how to explain the tribute, the devil... Who is the demon referring to? Jiang Qiao frowned and muttered to himself.

"Do you have a file on this, show it to me." Jiang Li said.

Mao Daxin handed him the notebook puzzled and said, "I didn't bring the file, how can I bring that thing with me casually, but I have a lot of details in the notebook, look at this." ”

"13 missing children?" Jiang Li flipped to the page where the missing child's file was kept.

"Yes, seven men and six women, what's wrong?" Mao Daxin is unknown.

“13？” After Jiang Li's reminder, Jiang Qiao suddenly exclaimed: "13, isn't this a number that represents the devil?" ”

"What? Devil's numbers? When Mao Daxin heard the word demon, he couldn't help but feel palpitations, there were too many incredible things that had happened recently, which made him, a materialist, doubt his beliefs.

"Well, I've seen a lot of reports on this, alas, I think I was still too young back then, what I liked in my youth, I liked this kind of horrible thing, but now life has become a movie, alas. Oh my youth. Jiang Qiao bowed his head contrivedly and wept.

"Don't be pretentious, tell me what it means." Mao Daxin couldn't help but roll his eyes widely.

"Ahem, 13 is a very unlucky number in the West." It was a rare opportunity to show himself, and Jiang Qiao felt inexplicably excited in his heart: "The popular legend is that Jesus had a dinner with his disciples before he was killed. The thirteenth person to attend the dinner was a Jeshua disciple of Jesus. It was this same Judas who betrayed Jesus to the Jewish authorities for 30 silver dollars, causing Jesus to be tortured. The Last Supper was attended by 13 people, and the date of the supper coincided with the 13th, and "13" brought suffering and misfortune to Jesah. Since then, "13" has been considered a symbol of misfortune. "13" is synonymous with betrayal and betrayal. ”

Jiang Qiao paused and continued: "However, I prefer another statement, do you know that the number 12 represents perfection? There are 12 gods on Mount Olympus, 12 houses on the ecliptic, 12 months in the year, 12 apostles in Jesus, etc., all of which show that the number 12 is perfect for Eudo. And with such a perfect number and a little more, things will inevitably be opposed, and greed will attract demons underground. ”

"Greed ... will attract demons ... Mao Daxin nodded thoughtfully and said, "What you said makes sense." ”

Just as the two of them were talking, Jiang Li said coldly, "13 represents evil in the West, but the number 13 is an auspicious and noble number for us. ”

"Huh? How I don't know, I'll check. Jiang Qiao instantly felt a little embarrassed, and immediately took out his mobile phone to search: "Ah, 13 is a great auspicious number in Buddhism, and Buddhism was introduced into China as thirteen sects, representing the completion of merits: such as the 13th floor of the Potala Palace, the 13th floor of Tianning Pagoda, etc.; Zhou Yi 81 math and physics in the mind... ”

"Gotta get it, don't read it." Mao Daxin couldn't listen to it and interrupted Jiang Qiao, and said, "Don't care if 13 is auspicious or evil, what does it have to do with our case?" ”

Jiang Li couldn't help but clench his fists, green tendons erupted on his fair skin, and he almost gritted his teeth and roared: "These 13 children are tribute. ”

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