For two whole days, I locked myself in the attic and looked through the investigation files I brought back, I believe that Yun Duruo has read these materials no less than a hundred times, in fact, I know that the chance of finding clues from these files is almost zero.

Judging from the results of the visit, perhaps because of Zhang Songlin's special professional background, coupled with his bizarre and strange way of death, the description of Zhang Songlin and Daoyuantang outside is more or less apocryphalic and exaggerated.

The only thing that caught my attention in the dossier was that many of the people who were interviewed and surveyed had such memories and experiences.

Most of these people are residents who live near the Daoyuan Hall and a small number of Zhang Songlin's followers, according to these people's descriptions, passing by the Daoyuan Hall at night, they occasionally hear a very crisp bell sound, and the bell sound is regular, with a short gap in between, accompanied by the laughter of children.

This description made me can't help but think of the bottles dug up in the flower stand in the backyard of Daoyuan Hall and the broken bones in the soil, I called back to the bureau and asked Chu Tianqi, the bottle contained the liquefied fat from the highly decomposed corpse, which should be the corpse oil mentioned by Han Yu taboo Mo Shen.

And those broken bones are human bones, after testing, the proportion of organic matter and inorganic matter in the bone accounts for about half, the bone hardness is small and flexible, and most of them are cartilage, so it can be inferred that these broken bones are fetuses whose bones have not fully developed, and the bones are not the same fetus, Chu Tianqi told me that these broken bones belong to at least five fetuses, and the specific number can only be known after all the tests are completed.

I tried not to absurdly associate the situation recorded in the investigation report with the fetal corpse oil and bones in the backyard flower platform, and from the records of the dossier, it can be seen that the criminal police team did not follow up on these situations, in fact, such groundless interview records abound in Zhang Songlin's case, Zhang Songlin deified himself in the name of religion during his lifetime, and after his death, these people did not forget to continue to demonize Zhang Songlin, making the already difficult case more cumbersome. Therefore, I suspect that this kind of information will be classified by the Interpol team in a category that has no reference value.

But what makes me curious is that there are not a few people who have such an experience, one or two people may be hearsay, even if the number of people is larger, it can be understood as a false rumor, but almost everyone around Daoyuantang has reported this situation.

I drew a circle on the dossier with a red pen, and it was written in the red circle.

3 a.m.

This is the time when the people surveyed hear the ringing of the bell and the laughter of the child.

I leaned back in my chair, rested with my hands on my head and closed my eyes, and there was only one picture in my mind, and the information in the file showed that although I had reported this situation, very few people had seen it with my own eyes, after all, there were not many people who went out at three o'clock in the morning.

So these empty bells and laughter always make me think of the flower stand in the backyard.

Another thing that makes me curious is about the description of Daoyuantang, the people interviewed all mentioned the knocker on the cinnabar brass gate of Daoyuantang, the eyes of the knocker on the night of Zhang Songlin's death glowed red, and the stone lions on the left and right sides of the gate seemed to be resurrected, and the sound of stone lions laughing and roaring could be heard.

About these two things, the person who described it said that it was miraculous, and the bell and the laughter of children heard before, many people said that they had seen it with their own eyes, it is said that it was the tiger's head roaring the sky knocker and the stone lion was opened by Zhang Songlin, and it was a psychic ability to ward off evil spirits.

Of course I know how many pounds and taels Zhang Songlin has, Han Yu scoffed at this, a person who can't even draw a simple peace charm, what else can he do.

Yun Duruo should not have followed up on this clue, such a false rumor is not of much value in the eyes of the criminal police team.

The reason why I pay attention to these two clues is that if it is an unfounded rumor, or a rumor spread falsely, then why many people who have been interviewed and investigated have mentioned these two points, even if it is a rumor, there is always a basis for evolution, and what is the root cause of these two things?

When I opened my eyes, the time pointed to twelve, and my gaze fell on the circle I had drawn with a red pen.

3 a.m.!

Why did these rumors appear at 3 o'clock in the morning, thinking of this, I picked up my clothes and planned to go to Daoyuan Hall again, because it was too late to alarm Han Yu, and I was a little sorry for always bothering him, and it was almost 2 o'clock in the morning when I rushed over.

The street in front of Daoyuantang under the dark street lamp is particularly deserted, and there are few residents here, perhaps because of the bizarre murder here.

I entered from the backyard of Daoyuan Hall, the flower platform that was excavated a few days ago was still messily piled up in the corner of the wall, the dense locust trees swayed in the night wind, making a loose sound, and the huge shadow of the locust tree under the moon shrouded the entire backyard, which reminded me of what Han Yu said.

Ghosts meet under the locust tree.

I walked to the second floor, the furnishings here are still the same as before the crime, I dragged a chair and sat by the window, my eyes inadvertently glanced at the wooden cabinet in the corner, remembering the scene when Yun Duruo scared me inside, to be honest, I was really scared at the time, but now there is a hope that she can climb out of it again.

I haven't seen her in days, and I don't know what she's doing or who she's with......

I had all these inconsistencies in my head, almost everything related to her, and I almost forgot what I was here for, so I adjusted my mind and waited in my chair until 3 a.m., but I didn't hear any strange sounds.

I rubbed my eyes wearily and got up to leave.

Ding dong...... Ding dong

The crisp bell rang regularly from the window, I was stunned, and quickly turned around and pushed open the window in front of me, a child was standing downstairs in the Daoyuan Hall, looking up at me, he took small steps back, every step back, the bell rang, I noticed that the bell came from a red anklet on his bare feet.

The child looked to be about two or three years old, with no expression on his face in white clothes and black pants, his eyes were dull, he looked up at me deadly, and his dark pupils under the street lamp gave me an indescribable weirdness.

He slowly raised his hand to me in a summoning motion, his lips opening and closing, but I couldn't hear his voice, and I tried to imitate the contours of his lips until I slowly pronounced a few words.

I see you!

I don't understand what the child means, but at three o'clock in the morning, on the deserted street, children playing with ankle bracelets add a bit of weirdness to the Daoyuan Hall, where many bizarre murders have occurred.

I swallowed my saliva involuntarily, it seems that the clues mentioned in the file are not groundless, I have deduced that the time of Zhang Songlin's death should be between 2 and 3 o'clock in the morning, if this child often comes out to play at this point, maybe he was also there on the night of the crime, maybe I can ask what happened from him.

Thinking of this, I hurried downstairs and walked to the door, to my surprise to find that the dead and dimly lit street was empty, just as I was sure that night I saw the extra woman in the video, and just disappeared into thin air.

I began to wonder if I was really hallucinating and auditory hallucinations, and if that was the case, I was not in a good mental state.

I turned my head in confusion and confusion, a pair of dark and empty lifeless eyes stared directly at me, I was really startled, it was the child I saw upstairs, I don't know how he appeared quietly behind me.

The eyes could speak, but I could not see anything in the eyes of a child, and I did not even see him blink, as if he had been carved up, without the slightest life.

Why is this kid still playing on the street at 3 o'clock in the morning, why is there not even an adult, my mind is full of doubts, and before I speak, the kid slowly raised his hand, it should be to touch the tiger head roaring knocker on the door of the Daoyuan Hall, he is small, half a cut off, I watched his movements, and suddenly heard the voice from his mouth.

Pixiu!

There were only two short words that could come out of this child's mouth, and it always felt a little strange to me.

Bite.

The sound of the beads falling to the ground, I saw the child raise his hand, holding a few glass beads in his hand, when he went to touch the door knocker, one of them fell to the ground, the glass beads rolled down to the other side of the street, I helped him pick it up under the dim street lamp, just squatted on the ground to get the glass beads, I heard a creaking sound coming from next to me.

It's the sound of the wheels turning, but this style of stroller seems to be a little old, and the style should be many years ago, I look at the sound.

A woman wearing a long red dress with long hair draped over her shoulders, pushing a stroller slowly under the flickering lights, I squatted on the ground and stopped moving, my eyes fell on her long red dress, the color was a little dazzling, reminded me of the woman I saw in the video that night, she was also wearing red clothes, the same long hair, I still haven't seen her face clearly.

My heart beat inexplicably, the streets at midnight, the woman in red pushing a dilapidated stroller, the child with blank eyes and anklets, and the Daoyuantang where a bizarre murder happened behind me, when all these things appeared in the same scene, I felt an inexplicable coldness.

The woman in red pushing the stroller was getting closer and closer to me, my heart was beating faster, and I was holding the glass beads I had picked up from the ground in my hand, I didn't know what I was afraid of, but my eyes never left the woman's face covered by her long hair.

Like the child, I would not have heard his footsteps if it weren't for the bell on his feet, and the same was true of the woman in red, whose steps were light, but with every step I took closer to me, I felt like I was about to suffocate.

When the woman in red passed by me, I remained in a squatting position on the ground, and a night breeze blew through it, ruffling the long hair in front of her, and I finally saw her face in the dim light.

It was a pale face without much blood, but at least I could clearly see her facial features, not powdered and delicate, and her gestures were extraordinary, my hanging heart fell, and I breathed a heavy sigh of relief, only to realize that my palms were full of cold sweat