Chapter 190, vendetta of ghosts?
Something unexpected happened!
In the previous six months, it was always women who had accidents, but now men have also begun to have problems, and they have staggered Fridays. Moved to Saturday...... Why is this change happening? I can't answer this question right now, but if you take a look at it, you might find out!
I told Xiaobai that I hadn't gone out of her house yet, and Xiaobai told me to wait for a while, and then she ran downstairs and drove me to her friend's house.
When I got there, there were a lot of police cars parked downstairs, and Xiaobai and I took the elevator to the top floor, but we could only get here, and the police had already pulled up a yellow barrier in the corridor, and if you wanted to get in, you had to find someone.
Ji Jiulan is definitely hopeless. She is in the north, and even if she knows more people, I am afraid that she will not be able to help me dredge up here in Guangdong. But it's not difficult for me, anyway, I'm a special adviser now, although I haven't officially signed the agreement and put the certificate with my documents, but it should be easy to find him if there is something.
So I took out my mobile phone and called the Humpty Dumpty Wang Fugui who looked like Zeng Zhiwei, as soon as the phone on my side was dialed, the phone rang immediately from the room on the other side of the isolation zone, and after a while, Humpty Dumpty Wang Fugui walked out of the room.
This is really a coincidence, and it also saves me a lot of trouble, I hung up the phone, and then beckoned to Humpty Dumpty: "Brother Wang, what about this." β
Wang Fugui was stunned for a moment when he saw me, and then he frowned, I guess the last thing he wants to see should be me, because he knows very well that as long as I appear. This case is not an ordinary criminal case.
I motioned to Xiaobai and asked her to wait for me outside for a while, and Wang Fugui also said hello to the police in the isolation zone and put me in the house.
Greetings and other things were all omitted, Wang Fugui asked directly to the point: "She hired you?" β
I looked back at Xiaobai, "You mean Xiaobai?" β
"yes, it's her, right?" Wang Fugui asked.
"Hmm. It's her, what's wrong? "I feel that Wang Fugui seems to have something to say. So I asked him rhetorically.
"Actually, it's nothing, I just feel that she is unwilling to cooperate with the investigation, but now I understand, she is not uncooperative, she does not trust the police, she always feels that this case is evil."
"What do you think?" I asked.
Wang Fugui didn't answer, but pouted and shook his head, then tilted his chin and motioned for me to come into the house with him.
The room is very large, just the area of the living room is almost as big as the room I have in the province, the furniture and furnishings in the house are very neat, there is no sign of anything wrong, and there is no bloodstain.
Wang Fugui led me through the living room, around to the bedroom, and then pushed open the balcony door to the outside, where there was a platform on the roof. There are a lot of flowers and plants planted on the platform. There is a half-meter-high flower bed on the south side of the platform, and there are several policemen wearing shoe covers and gloves in the flower bed, and they are swept there with small brushes and small tweezers with their eyebrows locked, as if they are collecting evidence.
I went around the side to the other side of the flower bed, and immediately noticed that there were two legs hanging on the outside of the flower bed, and the body was lying completely in the flower bed, and a plastic woven bag was pressed on it, which looked like a large bag of flower mud.
This is the top floor, the sun has already come out, there is no shadow on the upper floor at all, and naturally there will be no yin qi left, even if this is really a haunted demon, there is no evidence now.
Wang Fugui stood next to me and asked, "What do you think this should look like?" β
"The cause of death was suffocation?" I asked.
"Hmm." Wang Fugui nodded, "The preliminary judgment is that he held this bag of flower mud, and then slipped and fell in the flower bed, and when he slipped and fell, the flower mud flew out of his hands, and after he fell, the flower mud just smashed on his face, knocked him unconscious, and then suffocated him to death." β
"Is this possible? I mean, if he's having trouble breathing, he'll wake up and push the mud away, right? I asked while looking at a few bags of flower mud piled up in the corner of the platform, I walked over and picked one up and checked it, the flower mud is not heavy, it is estimated that it is not even 20 pounds, this weight should be easily pushed away.
"If you can't push it away, it's like hanging, in the case of suffocation, you can't move your limbs, you can only be suffocated to death, this is an accident." Wang Fugui said.
"Then since it was an accident, why are you still so excited?"
"Here's the problem! 7 consecutive ...... in half a year No, counting the fact that 8 people died in various accidents today, and these 8 people are friends and know each other, I don't believe that there is such a coincidence in the world. β
"So what? Do you think it's murder? I asked.
He looked at me and smiled, then pointed at me and said, "Are you trying to circumvent me, do you want me to admit that there is something in this?" β
I shrugged at himβthat was indeed my purpose, and it went smoothly.
"Well, it's weird, come and take a look here." Wang Fugui beckoned me to come to the corpse in the flower bed, and then he pointed to the corner of the woven bag and said, "There are traces of pressing here, and it feels like someone has exerted external force here, but we have not found fingerprints." In addition, there are surveillance in the corridors of his building, and there is also a home security monitor at the door of his house, and no one has been found to have come in from beginning to end. β
"If you say that, it seems like a vendetta." I pondered.
"What do you think of?" Wang Fugui seemed to see something in my expression, and he stared at my face and asked.
I hurriedly waved my hand at him, and then explained: "I wonder if it could be Xiaobai and the others who have killed someone, and then this person will come back to take revenge." The previous seven accidents also happened at night, which is very revealing, just like Wen Kan's previous beheading case. β
"But the little white you said is not willing to cooperate." Wang Fugui said with a gloomy face.
"Then I'll go talk to her and see if I can ask something, but I feel choked enough, she knows that I have something to do with the police."
"If you find anything, tell me."
"Yes." I nodded at Wang Fugui, then turned around and exited the platform and returned to the building. When I walked to the door of the house, I didn't rush out, but observed Xiaobai by the door, she seemed to be in a hurry, and kept looking outside the isolation zone to this side of the house, but this anxiety was more like a concern for a friend.
When she saw me come out, she immediately waved at me and asked me aloud if I had found anything.
I got out of the barrier and whispered to her, "It's not convenient to talk here, let's go downstairs and talk." β
She was stunned, then nodded repeatedly, and then took the elevator downstairs with me, and then returned to her car together.
I took a deep breath to make my expression look more solemn, and when I felt that it was almost brewing, I said to Xiaobai: "I don't think it's some kind of murder, it's more like a ghost coming for revenge, have you and your friends who died unexpectedly harmed anyone before?" β
"Nope! Absolutely nothing! They are all good people, and they don't have a grudge against anyone! Xiaobai immediately shook his head and denied it, with a very resolute attitude.
"Are you sure? Or, somebody commits suicide, but he thinks you killed him, and that's not it? I asked again.
Xiaobai didn't think about it, so he immediately shook his head and said, "No!" Surely not, no one ......" Her attitude was still resolute, but this resoluteness only lasted half before it stopped, and she seemed to think of something.
"What's wrong?" I asked hurriedly.
Xiaobai looked at me with a frown and said, "Do you remember the person I told you about who fell downstairs and got his eyes pierced?" β
"Remember, it was the first one who had an accident." I nodded.
"Yes, her name is Yang Jiu, and we often make fun of her name. And then the second one, the one who sneezed and poked the chopsticks into her throat, when she went to Yang Jiu's funeral, she told us that she had dreamed of Yang Jiu before, and on the second day of Yang Jiu's death, she dreamed that Yang Jiu invited her to a bar, and the atmosphere was quite good at first, and then Yang Jiu began to scold her, calling her a bitch, and then scolding all of us, saying that we all want her to die, anyway, it's all mess. β
"Have anyone else ever had similar dreams?" I continued to ask.
Xiaobai shook his head. Shya Island Blood.
"What about you?"
"I ...... I really dreamed of Yang Jiu, but she didn't scold me, she just stared at me. β
"Well, is she married?" I asked.
"Married, I know her husband."
"On the day I went to the playground, Yang Jiu and her husband were there?"
"Yes, he's coming along, you want to meet him? I can get in touch with him right now. β
"Get in touch, get in touch now!" I nodded.
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