What exactly is Shaman hiding? What is the relationship between him and Tang Ling? Was she really that mysterious stranger?

Zhuang Ling took Xia Man's hand and left the airport, he felt a cold sweat in the palm of Xia Man's hand. Instead of taking the police car that had just arrived, he bypassed the police car and called a taxi, he didn't want Shaman to know that he was investigating at the airport.

"Didn't you drive here?" Shaman was puzzled.

"Nope." Zhuang Ling couldn't find a suitable reason, and Xia Man didn't ask any more.

The two men returned home in a taxi. The two didn't communicate along the way, and they both had things they didn't want each other to find out.

Shaman opened the suitcase. "It's a gift for you."

Zhuang Ling took out the gift from the cabinet. "This is my wedding anniversary gift for you. Sorry for giving it to you now. ”

"It's okay, shall we open it at the same time?"

"yes, okay."

The two tacitly agreed that the gift box was a doll. This pair of dolls was a gift to each other on their first date.

Memories flooded into their minds all at once. Xia Man shed tears, and there was an incomprehensible expression, which seemed to hide emotion and reluctance, as if there was a sadness that was about to be separated.

Xia Man threw herself into Zhuang Ling's arms all of a sudden, and her tears soaked Zhuang Ling's clothes.

Xia Man's phone remembered the notification ringtone, and she pushed Zhuang Ling away in some panic. "I'll go take a shower first." Shaman walked into the bathroom with her phone, which she had never brought in in the shower before.

Shaman went in for a long, long time......

Xiao Yue called: "Officer Zhuang, this mobile phone number is the same as the number on Sun Hongfei's text message." However, the owner of this number is...... It's Shaman. ”

Zhuang Ling was stunned. Is Shaman the "female ghost" that night? Xia Man and Sun Hongfei have no grievances, why did she kill him? Is Li Fu and Liu Mei's deaths also related to her?

Zhuang Ling couldn't calm down, he sent a message to Xiao Yue: "You help me check Xia Man's flight records."

Two minutes later, Xiaoyue replied: "Shaman has no flight record."

Shaman didn't go on a tour, she deceived herself. Zhuang Ling opened Xia Man's suitcase and saw a red dress and a wig set with long hair. The handkerchief embroidered with poppies was also Xia Man's, but Zhuang Ling never found it. What exactly is Shaman hiding? Zhuang Ling lay on the bed in despair.

How come Shaman hasn't come out yet. There was no movement in the bathroom.

"Shaman!"

……

Zhuang Ling shouted several times, but still no one responded. "Oh no!"

The door was locked from the inside, and Zhuang Ling kicked open the bathroom door.

Shaman soaked in the bathtub, and the water in the bathtub was stained with blood. Blood fell from a wound on his wrist, dripping with the floor with a crisp sound.

"Shaman!" Zhuang Ling cried bitterly, his hands trembled to bandage the wound, and he hurriedly dressed Xia Man.

He couldn't wait for the ambulance, so he ran downstairs with Shaman on his back and drove to the hospital, ignoring the traffic lights.

Zhuang Ling sat slumped on a chair outside the rescue room, his heart pounding, full of worry.

Holding Shaman's phone tightly in his hand, he opened it, and the password was his birthday.

An unanswered message, which Shaman received before she went to the bathroom.

Li Zhiyuan sent: "Why don't you ignore me, I love you." The QQ number logged in on Xia Man's mobile phone turned out to be the same as the number that Li Zhiyuan was chatting with. Could it be that the two of them ...... No, no, there is no way that Shaman will betray himself.

Zhuang Ling remembered the first time he saw Xia Man. At that time, Zhuang Ling and Xia Man were the same group of people who came to work in the police station. That day, Zhuang Ling met her, the sunlight penetrated the glass and hit her face, and she gently played with her bangs, revealing a delicate face. Just as Zhuang Ling was fascinated, she suddenly turned her head and found him, looking at each other, she actually "poofed", smiled at him. That was the first time Zhuang Ling had a heart-pounding feeling, which awakened the seeds of his hormones. In this way, they got to know each other and gradually walked together......

At this time, the doctor came out, and Zhuang Ling nervously ran over to inquire about the situation.

"Are you a family member of a patient?"

"Yes, I am the husband of the patient. How is she doing now? Zhuang Ling's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

"Fortunately, the patient is now out of danger of getting sick, but he is still in a coma."

Zhuang Ling rushed into the rescue room, looking at the unconscious Xia Man, he held back his tears. Although all the evidence shows that Shaman is a murderer, he only cares about Shaman's safety at the moment. He clenched Shaman's cold hands, sighed, and prayed in his heart that Shaman would wake up soon.

As everyone knows, Shaman has gradually woken up.

"Shaman, you're awake." Zhuang Ling smiled and looked at Xia Man who woke up. But there was a line of tears flowing from the corner of Xia Man's eyes, Zhuang Ling gently wiped away the tears on Xia Man's face, looked at her quietly, and was speechless.

In this way, Zhuang Ling accompanied Xia Man in the ward for one night, which may have been the last night of the matter.

……

Nuan Yang found Xia Man's face, and Xia Man had already recovered his complexion at this time.

Zhuang Ling and Xia Man both woke up early.

Zhuang Ling took out the handkerchief and asked, "Xia Man, is this handkerchief yours?"

Sharman nodded.

"The female ghost who appeared that night, the stranger who texted Li Zhiyuan and Sun Hongfei, and the woman who chatted with Li Zhiyuan are all you?"

Shaman still didn't speak, just nodded silently. Two lines of hot tears also silently flowed from her eyes.

"Did you kill Li Fu, Liu Mei, and Sun Zhiyuan?"

Shaman nodded again.

At this time, Zhuang Ling's heart was like being cut by a knife, and what he got was the answer he didn't want to get.

"You and Li Zhiyuan have the same handkerchief, you ......"

"No, it's not." Xia Man finally spoke, "Li Zhiyuan and I are half-brothers and sisters. Forty years ago, Li Fu left my mother Tang Ling. He was bent on taking Li Zhiyuan from my mother. However, he didn't know that my mother was pregnant with his child when she divorced him, and that child was me. My mother gave birth to me quietly, and she knew that if Li Fu knew about my existence, she would not give up. She didn't want me to live with my stepmother and Li Fu, because my life would be miserable. So, she sent me to an orphanage and gave me this handkerchief. Who knows, Li Fu and Sun Hongfei killed my mother, and Li Zhiyuan was still kept in the dark and recognized the thief as his father. I hated the person who killed my mother, and I dreamed of becoming a police officer since I was a child, so that one day I could avenge my mother. ”

Shaman's tone was full of hatred: "I killed my own biological father!" I hate him! ”

Zhuang Ling was heartbroken: "Why! Why ......"

Xia Man hugged the painful Zhuang Ling: "I'm sorry, I hid everything. I wanted to leave, but you saved me. I didn't expect to spend this time with you in the hospital room. Take good care of my daughter for me. Zhuang Ling, I will always love you......"

Zhuang Ling couldn't cry, hugged Xia Man tightly, and was reluctant to separate for a long time......