When the two of us returned to the office, it was already past one o'clock in the middle of the night, and after a whole day of tossing and turning today, I felt as if I was about to fall apart in bed, which was not physical exhaustion, but mental exhaustion. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The experience of this day felt more complicated and strange than what I had experienced in previous years or even years. Today I not only saw the ghosts, but also participated in the autopsy. Although I actually didn't do anything when Mu Zihan performed the autopsy, and I didn't even dare to take a closer look at the corpse, that kind of psychological stimulation still made me feel terrible, and even now when I think about it, it can give me goosebumps.

Lying on the bed, I seemed to hear who Mu Zihan was still talking to after returning to the room, but I don't have the energy to care about him anymore, I just want to close my eyes and go to bed quickly, even if the sky is falling at this time, I don't bother to move another finger.

However, I slept really uncomfortably this night, and I felt like I was dreaming all the time. The face of the female ghost kept appearing in my dreams, the eyes hanging outside, the mouth that was cracked to the base of the ears, the bloody face, and the sobbing sound of resentment, as if they were all deeply imprinted in my mind, and I could not get rid of it.

As soon as the first rays of sunlight shone through the window into my room, I rolled over from the bed and sat up, not because I didn't want to sleep, but because I couldn't sleep, and the more I slept, the more tired I felt, and I wished that someone had knocked me unconscious with a stick.

"You're that early, too?" To my surprise, when I opened the door with two panda eyes, I actually saw that Mu Zihan had also gotten up.

"Well, you didn't sleep well?" Mu Zihan, who was brushing his teeth, saw me and rinsed his mouth and asked.

"It's strange to sleep well, after something like yesterday, you can sleep only if your nerves are as thick as you." I watched him wash his face, walk into the office, and then go into the bathroom and start washing.

When I finished washing up and came to the office, Mu Zihan was already sitting in his big office chair, with a stack of materials piled up on the table, and he was looking through it. When he saw me enter, he said, "Siyuan, ghosts are actually not scary, you can think of it as just a natural phenomenon. It's like an aurora or a mirage, but ghosts aren't that rare. "He seemed to be trying to help me relieve my negative emotions.

"I'm not scared, I'm just ......" but I only had a long time, and I couldn't say why, but I knew that I was really scared at first, and even had the idea of leaving this detective agency many times, but later, as I gradually learned more about the case, my thoughts also changed, or it should be said that it was more than just fear.

I have fear of the female ghost, but also sympathy for her, and curiosity about the truth of the whole case and curiosity about Mu Zihan as a person, so many complicated feelings, how can I say it clearly in one sentence?

Seeing that I had been stumbling for a long time, Mu Zihan didn't seem to bother to say more to me, just signaled me to find something to pass the time, then continued to look down at the information in his hand, and whispered: "Whatever, no matter what, just get used to it slowly." ”

I'm still organizing the language, and I almost didn't choke to death by his words, what is "just get used to it slowly", this kind of "hell" thing, I don't want to get used to it too much. Forget it, it seems that there will be nothing to do this morning, so without saying a word, I turned around and went back to my room, ready to get some sleep. However, not to mention, being so whole by him, the feeling that I had lingering in my heart seemed to have suddenly faded a lot, and after returning to the bed, I fell asleep after a while.

"Get up, Siyuan, are you a pig? I slept from morning to afternoon and didn't wake up, I didn't give you a salary to let you sleep. When I was sleeping comfortably, I was directly woken up by Mu Zihan, opened my eyes in a daze, and the first thing I saw was his face with a little anger.

Seeing that I woke up, he turned around and left my room, leaving a sentence before going out: "Get up and get ready, we're going out." ”

I haven't reacted yet, rubbed my hazy eyes, raised my hand to take the phone and looked at the time, it was already more than one o'clock in the afternoon, so scared that I jumped up from the bed, I didn't forget that today Uncle Wang helped us make an appointment with the family of the deceased, that is, the husband of the female ghost to meet, quickly washed up casually, and went out with Mu Zihan.

"Isn't Uncle Wang coming?" After sitting in the car, I asked.

"Well, he has something to do in the afternoon. By the way, Siyuan, after meeting Liu Shujuan's husband for a while, you only need to be responsible for the record, don't say anything else. It seems that Mu Zihan didn't want to reveal too much information to the other party, for fear that I would leak my mouth, so he took care of it in advance.

"Oh." I answered, in fact, I am not a person of many words, and I am not familiar with the husband of the deceased, so I have nothing to say.

With that, the car soon came to the community where Liu Shujuan's home was located, and through the guidance of the security guard at the door, we immediately found her home.

"Ding Dong"

Mu Zihan first glanced at the brand-new door lock and confirmed that it was indeed the fire brigade that night that broke into the door, resulting in the door lock being replaced with a new one before he stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

"Who?" Not long after, a man's voice came from inside the house.

"Hello, I'm Mu Zihan, is this Ms. Liu Shujuan's home?" Mu Zihan replied.

"Well, yes, you can be counted as coming, Officer Wang contacted me yesterday for an appointment at one o'clock, and now it's almost two o'clock, I thought you wouldn't come." As he spoke, the man opened the security door from the inside and let us in: "Two of you, sit inside." It's a bit messy at home, I'm sorry, Shujuan just left, I'm busy with work these days, and I'm not in the mood to take care of the hygiene, which makes the two of you laugh. ”

Liu Shujuan's husband's name is Li Mingsheng, a professional white-collar worker, working in a private company, is the manager of the company's marketing department, and his figure is not tall, about 170cm, and his body is slightly fat, but he is wearing a white shirt and black trousers, giving people a very spiritual feeling.

After Mu Zihan and I sat down on the sofa in the living room, I saw the snacks on the coffee table, the smell of instant noodles left in the house, and the sofa cushions thrown randomly in the east and west.

"Do you have tea or drinks?" After we sat down, Li Mingsheng greeted us very warmly.

"No, Mr. Li, we're just here to find out about the situation that night, and we'll leave in a while, so don't bother." Mu Zihan opened his mouth to stop Li Mingsheng from making tea, and motioned for him to come and sit down.

Seeing that we refused, Li Minsheng did not force it, returned to the sofa, and was silent for a while before speaking: "That night, I happened to have a party, and several big customers came to the company to see samples, and I had to entertain." As you know, those who do our sales business are originally irregular work hours, and the most is entertainment, and the most feared is also entertainment. As he spoke, Li Mingsheng began to tell the events of that night while reminiscing.

On the night of the incident, Li Mingsheng estimated that he would be able to go home very late because he had a social appointment, so at about 9 o'clock in the evening, he called Liu Shujuan, who was alone at home, and said that she would let her sleep first and not have to wait for him to go home. At about half past eleven in the evening, he received a notice from the police that Liu Shujuan had jumped to her death. At that time, he had just finished socializing and was about to go home, but he couldn't drive by himself because he was drunk, so he could only take a taxi home as fast as he could. But when he was about to enter the door, he found that he had forgotten to bring his key before leaving the house in the morning. Because Liu Shujuan has been raising a baby at home for the past few months, he didn't notice that he didn't bring the house key before, and then with his consent, the police asked the fire brigade to open the security door.

"You don't have the keys with you? But it is said that the security door of your house was well locked at that time, and you have a total of several keys in your house. Mu Zihan interrupted Li Mingsheng's words and asked.

"Only Shujuan and I have one, and the other two spare ones have been kept in the drawer of our room, and at that time, the police also confirmed that my key was forgotten on this coffee table, and the spare one is still in the drawer. Only Shujuan's key fell next to her corpse. Saying that, Li Mingsheng's eyes began to redden: "I don't know why she would do such a stupid thing, we are about to have a child, what made her think so hard." ”

"According to you, this is a murder in a closed room." Regarding Li Mingsheng's sadness, Mu Zihan was not moved, but said with a solemn face.

"Murder in a closed room? Didn't Shujuan commit suicide by jumping off a building? Hearing Mu Zihan's words, Li Mingsheng's face changed greatly, and he almost jumped up from the sofa.

"No, it's a homicide, and as it stands, it's a murder in a closed room. Mr. Li, I don't know if it's inconvenient for you to let me check the security windows in your home? Mu Zihan got up and walked to the balcony as he spoke, saying that he was asking for Li Mingsheng's opinion, but in fact, he had already started to check it without authorization.

(To be continued)