I'm not really a police officer, and I wouldn't do anything to him just because he sent some photos or took his classmates to see beautiful women, so I quickly reassured him and told him that I didn't want to arrest him, but just needed to know something.

My reassurance worked, Zhang Xiaowei's tone softened a little, and he thanked me repeatedly, and then Zhang Xiaowei changed his tone and began to ask me if I could let Li Zhen stop looking for him.

I was confused by what he said.

"Li Zhen is Li Zimo's younger brother?"

"Hmmm! Please, you're a policeman, you should have a way to persuade him, he comes downstairs to my house every night and stares at my window, sometimes one stop is all night! It didn't work for me to talk to him, and every time I went downstairs, he didn't see him, and when I went upstairs he came out again. Zhang Xiaowei's voice trembled.

"You said that Li Zimo's younger brother would come downstairs to your house every night?" I was surprised.

"yes!" Zhang Xiaowei said: "I come every night, and I start standing downstairs at about nine o'clock, and I don't leave even if I stand at that point!" ”

"Is he wet?"

"Huh? Yes! It seems like...... It seems that my house is on the eighth floor, and I can't see it clearly, but there seems to be water on him. ”

"It's not freezing in the winter?"

"I don't know about this!"

The clues provided by Zhang Xiaowei are very worthy of scrutiny. First of all, a teenage boy runs to others in the middle of the night every day, which is very strange in itself, and the boy is very likely to have water on his body, so I have to suspect that the boy Li Zhen, who goes downstairs to Zhang Xiaowei every day, is actually a ghost! A ghost drowned in the sewers!

I told Zhang Xiaowei that I would help him solve Li Zhen's matter, but he had to tell me his home address.

Zhang Xiaowei hesitated, but Zuihou still explained the detailed address of his home to me.

After ending the call with Zhang Xiaowei, I immediately told Qiao Wei all the content of the call just now and the guess I made, and then Qiao Wei decided to go to Li Zimo's house to see her brother Li Zhen's room first. Because Li Zimo did not mention that her brother was dead, it is likely that Li Zhen still acted at home in the form of a ghost to create the illusion that he was still alive.

Qiao Wei felt that maybe he could find the ghost root in Li Zhen's room or see some yin qi left by ghosts, if there was nothing unusual in Li Zhen's room, then we would go to Zhang Xiaowei's house to see if there was a chance to use the soul summoning duel downstairs in his house.

After deciding on the route of action, Qiao Wei and I immediately left the school and went to Li Zimo's house.

On the way, we called Li Zimo and asked about her brother.

Li Zimo replied that her younger brother studied in boarding high school, and usually only came back occasionally in the evening, stayed at home for a while and then left, because he was busy with his studies, his mobile phone was not turned on, and he had very little contact with home.

"Then you haven't worried about your brother's situation?"

Li Zimo answered my question very calmly.

She said: "My brother is not young anymore, he can take care of himself, my family has always been like this, they don't interfere with each other's lives, anyway, he goes home every few days, I don't need to call him every day, right?" ”

Li Zimo's attitude towards her younger brother may be a little too indifferent, but this is all their own family's housework, and there is no need for me as an outsider to follow and mix. So I didn't get too entangled in this issue, and asked her directly if we could go to Li Zhen's room to see if it was okay.

Li Zimo obviously hesitated on the phone, and after a while she said: "There are people in my family, but my mother ...... her."

Li Zimo wanted to speak and stopped, as if we would be kicked out by her mother if we went directly to her house.

"Your mom doesn't welcome men to your house?" I asked tentatively.

Li Zimo smiled embarrassedly, and then said: "She is very unkind to people, I'm afraid that she will embarrass you, and my brother's room actually has nothing to see." ”

"Miss Li, I won't hide it from you, in fact, we are going to your house this time mainly because I suspect that the ghost who has been haunting you is your brother. His name is Li Zhen, right? Do you know that Li Zhen would go to a fellow scholar downstairs every night? It was his classmate who told you that you were enchanting in stockings, and the person who went to your studio to pester you later was also caused by his classmate leaking the news. I confessed to Li Zimo.

"What...... What the?!! That's impossible! How could my brother ......"

"We hope not, so we're going to go to your brother's room to have a look, and it's best if you go to your brother's school and ask."

"It's absolutely impossible! If my brother dies and becomes a ghost, the school will definitely call my house to ask, and it is impossible not to contact us all the time, my brother will definitely go to class! ”

"Miss Li, you are the ghost who hit on September 1st, and your brother should also start school on September 1st, what if he didn't go to class at all, or the school teacher didn't know about the existence of this student at all, have you thought about this possibility?" I asked.

"This ...... This ......" Li Zimo was stopped by me, she was speechless for a long time before trembling in a very low voice: "The previous admission procedures were all done by my younger brother himself, I was going to help him, but he resolutely disagreed!" Could it be that he was already ...... at that time"

"It's not clear yet, but I think that's pretty much it. We'll be at your house in about three minutes, when will you be back? I asked.

"Then I'll go back now, and I'll see you in five minutes!"

Li Zimo was still very punctual, and said that he would come back within five minutes after five minutes.

We met Li Zimo downstairs in the community, and then followed her upstairs and into the house.

As soon as the door opened, Li Zimo's pointy-chin witch mother jumped out of the room, and stared at me with particularly vicious eyes, and at the same time muttered as if she was cursing me and Qiao Wei.

"Mom, go back to the house." Li Zimo said as she grabbed her mother's shoulders and pushed her mother into the room.

The old lady with a pointed chin shook her shoulders hard and shouted, "Don't touch me!" Why did you bring these two men back again? Are you going to marry them?!! I'm against it!! Resolutely against !!! ”

"Auntie, you misunderstood, we are not that kind of relationship!" I hastened to explain.

The pointed chin immediately glared at me, "Isn't it a relationship?" What else do you want to do with my daughter? If you're not interested in her people, you're interested in her money, and I've seen a lot of you liars!! ”

I'm really speechless about Li Zimo's mother, no matter how much I want to protect my daughter, I don't have to see us once, scold us once? It's a complete neurosis.

I certainly wouldn't have the same acquaintance with this old lady, so I simply chose to keep silent until Li Zimo pushed her mother back into the house.

After getting rid of the troublesome old lady, Li Zimo took us to her brother Li Zhen's room.

When I opened the door, I saw that the room was neatly cleaned and clean, and it seemed that someone came to clean it every day. I put on my vision glasses and looked around the room, but I didn't notice any ghostly aura.

"How did it get here?"

Suddenly, Qiao Wei walked to the desk in Li Zhen's room, and then took down a golden round metal plate from a small bookshelf. I've seen that thing, the last time I came to Li Zimo's house, Qiao Wei left her a few ghost-suppressing buttons, but Qiao Wei put them in the bathroom at that time, but didn't leave them in Li Zhen's room.

weishenme it will return the place? Could it be that Li Zimo knows what he wants to drive? She knew from the beginning that her brother was dead?

I immediately set my eyes on Li Zimo, hoping that she could give us a reasonable explanation.