"You're saying that people who were killed three years ago will become ghosts? But it's been three years, and it's going to change a long time ago. ”

Old Uncle Huang shook his head: "It's not that ordinary people become ghosts when they die, otherwise there are still ghosts everywhere in the world!" If there is a girl among these people who has been ingested by "it", and now "it" has been eliminated by the two of us, this soul is naturally like a loose horse, I am afraid that it will harm the world! ”

"Girls? Does it have to be a girl? ”

Uncle Shi smiled bitterly and nodded: "You must be a virgin, otherwise...... Otherwise, it can't be regarded as a pure yin body, just like Wang Xiaoni, although she has also become a ghost, she is not a ghost. ”

Soon the car returned to the police station, Xiao Hu and the police on duty talked about the situation, and three minutes later, the three of us were invited to Director Zheng's office again.

"Master Huang, you said that the deceased in that case three years ago might turn into a ghost?" After listening to Lao Huang's speech, Director Zheng asked with a shocked face.

"Yes! The premise is that the dead have virgins - yes! Were all the dead people from the neighborhood? Old Huang turned around and asked.

"Oh—all, all...... I am not satisfied with you, this case has not been solved so far, and the deceased has been placed in the Lushan Road funeral home for three years. Director Zheng said a little embarrassed.

"The corpse hasn't been reanimated yet? That's even worse! Hurry up and take us to see the case file first! ”

Director Zheng probably knew that Uncle Huang was not a god, so he naturally didn't dare to be sloppy, so he quickly got up and took us to the archives.

The archives of the police station are very deserted, and it can be regarded as the most quiet place in the entire station.

The archivist is a bald old man, probably retired, so he was arranged here.

"Lao Wang! Find us the file of the murder case in the abandoned building three years ago. ”

Director Zheng gave us an order and took us to the next room.

This is a small office, presumably for looking through archives or organizing them.

Soon, the bald old Wang walked out with a thick brown paper bag.

"Zheng Ju, it's been three years, and there has been progress in this case again?"

"Lao Wang! Don't ask what you shouldn't ask - you go out and bring it to us, no one can enter. ”

Lao Wang said "oh" twice, and quickly turned around and went out.

There is a thick layer of dust on the kraft paper bag, and there is a clear handprint, which should have been left by Lao Wang just now.

Director Zheng took the paper bag to the side and blew it gently, and the air immediately filled the air with a cloud of dust.

"In the past three years, there have been no new clues in the case, but I have always remembered ......," Director Zheng said, opening the paper bag and taking out a thick stack of files from it.

"The information of the entire case is here, Master Huang wants to find that information, I can help you find it."

Lao Huang looked at the yellowed information and nodded: "Help me find the information of these deceased people first!" ”

Director Zheng quickly handed over a few pages

I turned sideways and saw that the first line of the paper said "715" Murder Victim Information, and below it was the specific information of each deceased.

Chen Manli, female, 42 years old, ++++++ Village, one son and one daughter, both parents are in ......

Wang Mingzhang, male, 56 years old, Room 303, Unit 1, Building 3, ++++++ Street, two daughters, mother deceased......

Song Zuoyu, male, 34 years old, ++++++ Community, Room 402, Unit 3, Building 2, both parents, are in ......

But when I read the information of the last deceased, I trembled all over, and Uncle Huang's hand also shook, and a few pages fell to the ground.

The name of the last deceased turned out to be Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing?

I quickly picked up the pages and read on.

Song Wenjing, female, 22 years old, ++++++ Community, Room 201, Unit 1, Building 10......

Director Zheng saw the reaction of me and Uncle Huang, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" These people ......"

"Director Zheng, who is this Song Wenjing? But the girl who has been looking for me in the office for the past few days? I was a little dazed, and I couldn't wait for her to finish speaking, so I asked.

"The information of the deceased is in the portfolio...... Who do you say is coming to you these days? On the contrary, Director Zheng looked dazed.

"The girl who came back from Kofun Village with us!"

The expression on Director Zheng's face became even more dazed: "Girl? What kind of girl is there...... I heard a few of my subordinates say that you have been talking to yourself and laughing from time to time in the past few days, thinking that you are overly frightened...... I was about to persuade you to go to the hospital! ”

As soon as I heard this, I became anxious, and scolded in my heart: Go to your mother's hospital, Lao Tzu is not sick, can't you see such a big person? But I couldn't say that, and I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.

"Lao Huang, you should have seen it, right? Song Wenjing, who came back together in the past few days! She...... She came to me twice a day and left in a hurry after staying for long......"

Lao Huang also looked at me blankly: "I...... I really didn't pay attention, in the past two days, except for eating, I had left to sleep, and I didn't go downstairs......"

I looked at Lao Huang, and then at Director Zheng, and both of them looked at me like fools.

"Uh-I remember, there's a picture of the deceased here, but the blood on his body is almost gone, and there is no blood on his face - there is no blood on the face of the dead man in the first place......"

As he spoke, Director Zheng pulled out a stack of photos from a small envelope.

I hurriedly took the photo, spread it on the table and quickly flipped it aside, and when I saw the face that was both familiar and unfamiliar, the capillary blood pores all over my body instantly swelled.

"It's her! Sure enough, it was her! Uncle Shi, you ...... Look! ”

I pointed to Song Wenjing in the photo and shouted.

Uncle Shi stared at Song Wenjing's photo suspiciously, and then shook his head.

"Little evil, I haven't seen this girl!"

"I haven't seen it, have you forgotten the people from the Cultural Bureau who were in the western suburbs of Gufun Village before, and there were two girls among them, isn't she the girl who talks the most?"

Old Uncle Huang frowned and said suspiciously: "There has been only one girl from beginning to end!" Where did the two come from? ”

These words exploded like a bomb in my heart.

"Only one girl? It's impossible! I talked to her a lot along the way! "I was going crazy and yelling. The bald old man Wang in the archive room outside hurriedly knocked on the door: "Director Zheng, are you okay?" ”

"Oh—it's okay, we're discussing the case!"

"Little evil, have you ever seen this girl?"

Uncle Shi sensed that something was wrong, and asked in a low voice.

I nodded like pounding garlic, and I was about to cry: "Uncle Shi - from before leaving Gufun Village last time, to leaving Gufun Village again this time, she ...... She's always there for us! ”