Xu Que remained silent, chatting with Song Fangfang while looking back.

I saw Song Fangfang's grandfather sitting at the window, looking at them.

He kept staring at them, unable to see expression, and if he had to say expression, then he would be indifferent, ruthless, without a trace of focus.

'It's weird. ’

Xu Que slandered in his heart.

"Xu Que, what are you looking at?" Song Fangfang pushed him.

"Oh, it's fine." Xu Que felt that there was no need to talk to Song Fangfang about such a trivial matter.

The two came to Song Fangfang's cousin's house, and at this time the door was already full of people.

Most of Song Fangfang's relatives are well-dressed, and they look like rich people.

With the arrival of Song Fangfang, her relatives at home naturally greeted her.

Xu Que didn't like this kind of occasion very much, so he temporarily separated from Song Fangfang, and he came to the side of the coffin.

The coffin is a fine crystal coffin.

However, when it is burned in the earth, the body is placed in a wooden coffin.

A group of aunts and uncles sat around the coffin, crying at the coffin, and in front of it, a young man in a brown suit knelt in front of the coffin with red eyes.

"Jianming, you can rest for a while, it's all night, and your body will not be able to bear it." There are old people who comfort Chen Jianming.

"It's fine." Chen Jianming shook his head.

Xu Que glanced at the young man, he had a middle-parted hair, he was dressed decently, and his young face revealed a trace of exhaustion.

"It turns out that he is Fangfang's cousin's fiancé, Chen Jianming."

Then look at the corpse.

The corpse inside the coffin had obviously undergone removal, and the original tragic state of the tongue had been pulled out had been stitched with white needles and threads, and the needles and threads under the flesh and skin tissues could be faintly seen.

The corpse was dignified, with its hands on its chest.

However, although the corpse's eyes were closed, it could be seen from the corpse's furrowed brows and the bruises on its forehead.

The owner of the corpse did not walk peacefully.

Walked around the corner and swept around.

There were more than a dozen people in the room, most of them were elderly.

Most of these people were crying profusely.

However, the strange thing is that the more people cry, the more they cry, there are no tears.

That's right, no tears in sight.

Although these people were wiping their eyes with rags, they just couldn't see tears.

It's like pretending to cry.

On the contrary, among the people who were sobbing softly, Xu Que could see their tears.

"It's weird here."

Xu Que was like an outsider, standing not far away.

At this time, the family helped their fiancé Chen Jianming upstairs.

Song Fangfang found Xu Que and said, "Go up and talk to Chen Jianming." ”

"Well, let's go."

The two went upstairs, and Chen Jianming was looking at a photo alone.

"Chen Jianming."

Song Fangfang walked in and said hello.

"Oh, Fangfang, this is ......"

"This is my friend, Xu Que, who used to be a detective, and this time I invited him over to help investigate the death of my cousin." Song Fangfang said solemnly.

"Detective?" Chen Jianming walked over excitedly, "Come, Mr. Xu sit." ”

"You're welcome, about the death of your fiancée, Song Fangfang told me, I think the most important thing in this matter is the puppet doll you received." Xu Que said.

"I also think that puppet doll monster, although I grew up in the next village, but I knew the legend of the puppet doll when I was very young."

As he spoke, Chen Jianming got up and dragged out a box from under the bed.

"This is the puppet doll we received earlier."

When the box was opened, there was a child-type puppet doll wearing a red gown and only fifty centimeters long.

The doll's eyes were drawn large, and the eyes of the black pupils seemed to be able to move, staring closely at the people in the room.

"In order to find out the truth, I brought the puppet doll back, but unfortunately, I can't find anything, Mr. Xu, since you are a detective, please check it for me, money, it's not a problem."

"You're welcome, Miss Song and I are friends, purely for help."

Xu Que waved his hand slightly and declined the other party's kindness.

Then, pick up the puppet doll and look at it.

This puppet looks very delicate, with its eyes embedded and able to turn back and forth.

turned the puppet doll over, and at this time, Xu Que noticed that there was a hand at the bottom that could reach into it and pull a crossbar inside, and the puppet doll's jaw could be closed up and down, as if speaking.

In addition to this, there is also a tension spring in the eye area, and with a thumb hook, the puppet doll's eyes can be rotated back and forth, and at first glance, it is exactly the same as the real one.

I touched the puppet doll's hair, it was smooth and smooth.

"This puppet is very realistic."

Xu Quezai carefully checked it, and when the clothes were opened, the material inside seemed to be wooden, and it was a little hard.

At this moment, on the right hand, Xu Que noticed a line of words: Xiaodong.

"This puppet is called Xiaodong." Xu Que pointed to this line of small print.

"Well, I've noticed it a long time ago, I've checked it on the Internet, and many performers who perform ventriloquist will name their puppet dolls." Chen Jianming said.

"Just now, I listened to a story about her maid Zhou Xiaohong at Fangfang's house, which is about Yang Juan, a puppet ventriloquist in your village, do you know about it?" Xu Que asked.

"You guys actually found out about this, to be honest, this matter, I also suspect that it has something to do with this puppet, it just so happens that I heard my grandfather say when I was a child, and the last puppet made by Yang Juan is called Xiaodong, and she has performed it for her neighbors."

"Adong, they are all called Xiaodong, so coincidental?"

Xu Que looked at the puppet in his hand, for some reason, he always felt that this puppet was staring at him.

"Well, so I'm going to go to Yang Juan's former residence to have a look."

Chen Jianming put the puppet away, "Let's go together." ”

"Okay."

The three of them went out through the back door, got into Chen Jianming's car, and started to drive out.

On the way, Chen Jianming began to tell some of the things he had found out about Yang Juan in the past few days.

"Yang Juan's family was beaten to death by the people in the village, and then the villagers found out that the incident was a misunderstanding, and some people came to apologize, but later found out that Yang Juan was crazy."

"After that, no one could see her, and even if they did, she didn't speak, and the only people who could talk to her were her neighbors."

As he spoke, the car stopped, because the road ahead was too narrow to drive into.

"Get out of the car, Yang Juan's home is very remote." Chen Jianming sighed, "Actually, I originally wanted to go over alone today, and by the way, find her former neighbors." ”

"Where does her former neighbor still live?" Xu Que was a little surprised, and then hugged the puppet doll in the car out of the car.

"Well, of course Yang Juan's generation is dead, I am looking for her neighbor's son, calculate the time, her neighbor's son is 98 years old."

"At 98 years old, that's a long enough life." Song Fangfang couldn't help but say.

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