I'm a sunny day, cloudy and rainy weather is the weather I hate the most, except for the low air pressure that makes me feel depressed and affects my thinking, my old knee injury becomes soreness and discomfort every time I get to this kind of weather. But despite this, I still have to go to Lao Zheng's house with Qiao Wei.

On Lei Qishan's side, Qiao Wei and I had greeted each other the night before.

What we know Lei Qishan also knows, so what we think of Lei Qishan also thinks of it. He said that he would send someone to secretly investigate the funeral parlor and the former director of the Nanhuai Public Security Bureau, and told Qiao Wei and I not to make too many moves during this time, so as not to startle the snake.

However, Lei Qishan was very supportive of the matter of going to the old Zheng family to find clues. He thinks that it doesn't hurt for the two of us to go to Lao Zheng's house as ghost experts, after all, it is more beneficial to the murderer to surpass Lao Zheng's ghost, and we have been to the funeral home yesterday, if we suddenly stop moving, it will arouse the murderer's vigilance.

It was also to make the trick more real, so I simply called Yue Yaoqiang in the morning, and got the address of Lao Zheng's house through his help, and I told him on the phone that Lao Zheng's dead soul may be the culprit that caused the corpse fraud, and we went to Lao Zheng's house to get rid of the spirit.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Qiao Wei and I drove to the bungalow area near Beishan Park, which is more than a mile away from the cemetery.

There was no road to traffic in this square, so I had to park the car outside and walk inside with Qiao Wei. According to the address given by Yue Yaoqiang, the two of us easily found Lao Zheng's home, not so much that it was a bungalow, but I prefer to describe it as a villa, at least on the surface, the house is quite bright.

I knocked on the door three times, and soon a man answered the door. Then the door opened, and a young man in his twenties poked his head out of it.

I nodded and smiled at the guy, and then said, "May I ask if Zheng Yulong lived here before his death?" ”

"yes, what's the matter with you?"

Qiao Wei and I took out the consultant card and handed it over.

The guy took our documents and looked at them, and then looked Qiao Wei and me up and down, "You two are policemen?" ”

"You can assume that we are working for the police, similar to Sherlock Holmes, probably." I explained.

"Oh." The young man nodded expressionlessly, and returned the documents to Qiao Wei and me, and then he completely opened the door and let Qiao Wei and me into the house. Lao Zheng's house visited the shrine, and there was also a door god statue on the door, in addition to these, Qiao Wei also quietly pointed out to me other things in the house to ward off ghosts and evil spirits, it was obvious that Lao Zheng was a person who believed in ghosts.

When we got to the living room and sat down, the young man asked me, "You two are here to find out the cause of my father's death?" ”

Obviously, this guy is Lao Zheng's son Xiao Zheng.

"You also think his death is bizarre?" I asked Xiao Zheng a question.

Xiao Zheng snorted and pouted: "A fool can see that my dad can't have died accidentally because of weishenme, someone wants to harm him!" ”

Qiao Wei and I couldn't help but glance at each other, and then I hurriedly asked Xiao Zheng Weishenme if he would have such an idea, did Lao Zheng find something in the funeral home before his death.

Xiao Zheng shrugged his shoulders, still pouting and said, "I don't know about this, my dad won't tell me." Anyway, in the half month before his accident, he always muttered that there was a lack of corpses, and then bought a lot of books about zombies and the like, and went to Beishan Temple to ask for a wooden sword. ”

"On that basis, you can tell that your father was killed?"

"That's not it, the point is that someone smashed my window in the days before my dad's accident, and a group of people blocked me at the school gate and beat me, and then asked me to tell my dad to be nosy. Then my dad died in an accident, do you think he was killed? ”

Of course, I knew that Lao Zheng was killed, which is why I came, but the information that Xiao Zheng gave me was more or less surprising to me. I didn't answer his rhetorical question, but instead asked him if he had told the police about being threatened when the police came to investigate.

"That's it! But it's useless to say it! I was fourteen years old in '04, and I couldn't even tell what the people who beat me looked like. I thought I would be able to catch those people if I told the police, but now that I'm older, I understand everything, those boys were hired to find them? Heh......" Xiao Zheng shook his head helplessly and smiled.

This kind of hired person is indeed the most difficult to find, not to mention that Xiao Zheng was only a fourteen-year-old child at the time, and the clues he can provide are really limited, and I don't even think he may have understood what his father's job in the funeral home was.

Sure enough, when I asked him about his father's work, Xiao Zheng replied that he only knew that his father always kept a record of the number of corpses in an inconspicuous notebook, so he had always thought that his father's job was to count corpses. Xiao Zheng's mother died early, and after his father's death, his aunt took care of him, and his aunt was reluctant to mention his father's affairs at all.

It wasn't until Xiao Zheng was in college that he looked up some information about the work of the funeral home at school, and then he vaguely realized that his father's job was similar to that of a warehouse keeper, except that his father managed not goods but corpses.

After that, I asked how Lao Zheng's body was placed.

Xiao Zheng replied that his father's ashes had been kept at home since cremation, and his father's spiritual seat was still placed in the house.

Qiao Wei and I then went to worship in front of Lao Zheng's spiritual seat, and Qiao Wei also confirmed that Lao Zheng's home did have yin qi wandering, and it was certain that the ashes were the ghost root of Lao Zheng's soul, and we could come back at any time to overtake Lao Zheng's soul, but it was not yet time.

Everything that should be understood has been understood, and it is time to withdraw.

I asked Xiao Zheng for a small book that Lao Zheng used to record the number of corpses, and Qiao Wei also took all the books about zombies that Lao Zheng bought before the accident. Before leaving, we promised Xiao Zheng that we would find out the real cause of his father's death, and at the same time told Xiao Zheng not to tell anyone about today's conversation, and if anyone asked, they would say that we were here to eliminate spirits.

In the process of leaving Lao Zheng's house and leaving, I then flipped through Lao Zheng's small notebook used to record the number of corpses. And this one also surprised me, because the record in the book really looked like a manifest, and I could hardly understand the use of a person who patrolled the night to check the work of the coffin.

Maybe Lao Zheng has a quirk of counting the number of corpses?

I was about to discuss this with Qiao Wei when suddenly four people appeared in front of us, and each of them had an iron bar in his hand! My first reaction was to turn my head backwards, but as soon as I turned around, I found that our retreat was also blocked by the other five or six!

In the face of front and back attacks, there is no way for us to escape! I hurriedly looked at Qiao Wei to see what he could do. Qiao Wei seemed to understand what I meant, he nodded at me with a stern expression, then raised his two hands above his head and said to the four people who surrounded him: "Let's biedong hands, there is something to discuss." ”