"She doesn't have a tongue."

This sentence completely stimulated Jamie's nerves, which were already on the verge of collapse, and the cruel tongue of his beloved wife was brutally pulled out, but this tragic death was described in a cold tone, which made him angry.

He raised his head and shouted, "Then what do you want?" Arrest me? Come on, if you have evidence, arrest me now. ”

Edward looked at him steadily, as if he wanted to see even a trace of timidity or flickering in his expression, but after looking at it for a long time, he could only wave his hand in disappointment, and said depressedly: "Not for the time being, you can leave freely now, but you can't leave the city, once we feel the need to ask you again, you must promise to rush to the police station at any time." ”

Jamie angrily gets up to leave, while Edward walks over to the mirror hanging next to the doorway and pulls out an electric razor, and Yuya Yuya shaves his beard.

Qi Zihuan couldn't help but scold in his heart, he was really not afraid of god-like opponents, he was afraid of pig-like teammates, and he dared to ask Edward infinitely for a long time, but he didn't ask any useful clues.

He had no choice but to press Jamie back into the seat again, and patiently guided him and asked, "Wait a while, I still have a few questions, I hope you will cooperate again." ”

"Hmph." Jamie was still resentful, but for the sake of Qi Zihuan, who had always been kinder before, he still sat down.

"You just said that in the town where you were born, everyone believed that ventriloquist puppets had a mysterious power that would bring about death?"

Jamie frowned and replied, "Yes, when I was a child, there was a nursery rhyme in the town, which my mother would sometimes read to me, which was the one who warned children to be careful with puppets. ”

Edward stopped shaving and turned to listen, the razor still buzzing in his hand.

"Where is this town you are talking about?" Qi Zihuan then asked.

"Ravensfield."

Qi Zihuan pretended to flip through the notebook, took out a photo that had just been printed out from the middle, raised it to the side of his head with his backhand, and motioned for Edward behind him to look.

Edward took two steps forward, leaned down to look at the photo carefully, and whispered a few words to Qi Zihuan before sitting back at the table, but did not speak again.

Qi Zihuan put the photo on the table, pushed it in front of Jamie with one finger, and asked softly, "Is this the Ravensfield on it?" ”

The photo is an old-fashioned poster on the coffin lid covered with red silk cloth – stay tuned, Marie. Shaw and Billy's performance at Ravensfield.

"Yes, this is it. Where did you get this picture? Jamie became emotional.

"It's in that coffin box in your house, covered by silk cloth, take a closer look, is this puppet the one that was sent to your house?"

"Yes, it's exactly the same, it's called Billy?"

"Yes, it's called Billy. I checked it, and it still has its name engraved on the back of its neck. ”

For some reason, when Qi Zihuan said the name of "Billy", a strange feeling surfaced in his heart, as if some inexplicable wrestling pictures flashed in front of his eyes, and a strange voice sounded in his ears at the same time.

Why wrestling?

Why is there such a sound?

How could I suddenly think of these things?

Well, at this time, he suddenly stopped discussing the case, and the whole person fell into an indescribable philosophical myth.

Edward waited for a long time, but found that his young partner was sluggish and had no follow-up on the spot, so he could only continue to ask: "What about this Marie. What about Xiao? Do you know? ”

"Marie. Shaw...... The name is familiar, it should have been seen somewhere. Jamie rubbed his face together with his hands, trying to remember.

Suddenly, his hands froze in mid-air, and he muttered, "I remember, Marie. Shaw...... Beware of Mary. Shaw's gaze; She had no children, only dolls; If you see her, don't scream; Otherwise she will rip your mouth open and tear your tongue off......"

The strange nursery rhymes that circulated in the town of Ravensfield were slowly read out by Jamie's deep voice, and a chill entered the ears of the listeners.

In the photo, the woman is squinting at you.

……

"Phew, it's terrible."

Qi Zihuan was drinking public coffee in the police office while flipping through the police station files from a long time ago in a broken computer.

The computer screen shows a summary of the cases, all decades old, so each case is described in a few words, and the rest of the more detailed information can only be found in the archives of the local police station.

The cases involved more than 30 victims, roughly between 1940 and 1950, and all the descriptions were unusually consistent, with tongues being vigorously pulled out, bleeding to death, and the words "open cases" written in the outcome of the cases.

Qi Zihuan has a God's perspective, and of course he knows that these people are all dying in the ventriloquist puppeteer Marie. Shaw's gaze.

Marie. Xiao's greatest skill is to make puppets and learn ventriloquism, and it is precisely because of this that she herself was killed.

In fact, ventriloquism is a type of ventriloquism. As a language art, it pays attention to speaking, learning, teasing, and singing...... No, it's about abdominal force, using the throat to make a clever sound, and the lips don't move to dub the doll in your hand.

And ventriloquism is an artistic form of expression that should be deeply liked by the common people. For example, there is a text of "Ventriloquism" in Qi Zihuan's junior high school Chinese textbook, and he can still recite the wonderful passages in it - "The woman was shocked to feel that she was indebted, and shook her husband's obscene language. ”

Tsk, how vivid, how happy to hear.

However, after this art was transmitted to the West, it gradually became the object of people's fear because the performances were usually accompanied by various puppets describing horror.

Qi Zihuan sighed at the loss of folk art and began to print the synopsis of the case he had found.

When his partner Edward questioned Jamie two days ago, although he showed some interest in the similarity between the horror nursery rhyme and the crime scene, he still listed her husband as the first suspect in his heart, insisting on only analyzing the available evidence for the time being, while waiting for the final test results.

And Qi Zihuan, as a junior police officer who does not have independent law enforcement powers, if he runs to Ravensfield to investigate privately, it is easy to cause Marie. Shaw's suspicions.

She is a female ghost with hundreds of puppets, once the madness gets out of control and manipulates the puppets to kill people everywhere, that is the real hell coming.

Qi Zihuan walked to Edward's desk with the printed materials, and said sincerely: "This is a similar case that I found, although the age is a little long ago now, but it all happened in Ravensfield. ”

"Well, the test results are in, and the blood is clean from both the victim and Jamie." Edward put down the half-eaten hot dog and flipped through the synopsis of the case with his oil-stained fingers, "Since there are no other clues, let's try our luck in this town tomorrow." ”

"I also followed Jamie's whereabouts, and he didn't stay in the city, but went back to town to bury his wife." Qi Zihuan knew that he was still suspicious of his husband, so he revealed that he was urging.

"Oh? He ran away? Edward grinned.

"Then let's go now and see what he's going to bury."