3. Blood-stained puppets

Qiao Wei and I took another turn in the workshop.

Sure enough, there was yin everywhere in this workshop, not only in the studio and exhibition hall, but also in the place where the raw materials and paints were stored, but it just looked lighter. I'm a layman, no matter how many strange things I've encountered in the last year, it can't change the fact that I'm a layman, I can't see what is hidden in these yin qi, but that black flocculent air mass doesn't look like a good thing no matter how you look at it.

It's just past ten o'clock in the morning, and it's still early before the time to summon, so all we can do now is continue to rummage around the workshop to see if we can find anything related to me.

We found it in the workshop for about an hour, but everything here was related to puppets, Qiao Wei and I didn't find anything related to me at all, and I couldn't remember where I had seen Mao Xiansheng.

Just when I was wondering whether I should go to Mao Xiansheng's house, there was a sudden knock at the door of the workshop.

"I guess I'm here to buy puppets." This is the first thing that comes to my mind.

"Then you can see if you can sell all the puppets in this room, to say the least, it's worth 20,000 or 30,000 yuan, and you didn't come here in vain." Qiao Wei said with a smile.

"When did you learn to joke?"

"Are you kidding?" Qiao Wei looked at me innocently and said, "No, I'm very serious, anyway, it's useless for these puppets to stay here." ”

"Okay, your sense of humor has improved, keep it up."

I had no intention of selling the puppets, so I had no intention of opening the door, and I thought that no one would answer the door after someone knocked on the door a few times.

The knocking continued for a while before it stopped, but then there was a rattling sound from the lock, apparently someone was using a key to open the door!

"It's Mao Xiansheng's apprentice, right?" I guess.

"Possibly." Qiao Wei replied.

Mao Xiankang said before that the person who found Mao Xiansheng in the studio was Mao Xiansheng's apprentice, since the person who came had the key to the workshop, it should be that Li Xiang.

Qiao Wei and I also hurriedly walked out of the studio, and when we walked to the exhibition hall, the door was also opened, and the person who came in was not Li Xiang.

I don't have any impression of that Li Xiang, I only remember that there was indeed a young man in a suit standing next to Mao Xiankang at the funeral, but I definitely can't remember what he looked like. Even so, I can still be sure that the person who came was not Li Xiang at the first time, and the reason was very simple - the person who came in was a woman.

There was only one woman attending Mao Xiansheng's funeral, a short woman with short hair just over her ears, and now the woman who opened the door and came in had long curly brown hair, and she was also very tall, and her height was definitely more than 1.8 meters tall when she was barefoot.

To put it simply, I need to look up at her face - look up at the girl, which I don't like very much.

"You ...... Who are you? What about Mao Xiansheng? The woman was visibly stunned for a moment when she saw me and Qiao Wei, and then asked with a queenly commanding look.

I don't like women who are taller than me, and I don't like her strong tone, so I didn't feel angry and asked back, "Who are you?" Now this puppet workshop belongs to me. ”

"It's yours? Mao Xiansheng sold this?! The tall woman asked in disbelief.

"It's mine, but it's not for me, it's for me. By the way, how do you have the key here? I asked.

"For you? What are you kidding? This is his treasure house, how can it be given to you? You tell others. I'm going to have a good talk with him. The tall woman became a little impatient, and as she spoke, she took out the apple from her handbag.

"Don't you really know?" I asked curiously.

"Know what?"

"You're looking for Mao Xiansheng, right?"

"Yes, I called her several times and she didn't answer, so I had to come to him."

"Of course he can't, he's dead, and the funeral is this morning."

Syllable!

The woman's mobile phone fell to the ground all of a sudden, and she was stunned for a long time, speechless. It took a while for her eyes to move, and then tears began to flow from the corners of her eyes, and she looked at me and said in a trembling voice, "What did you say?" You said...... You said that Mao gave birth to him instantly...... He's dead? ”

"Well, he's dead, and I just attended his funeral." I said.

"How so...... How did he die? ”

"Suicide, right in this studio."

"What? Suicide? How is this possible? He didn't have a reason to kill himself!! The woman's tears continued to flow from the corners of her eyes, and she obviously didn't believe that Mao Xiansheng would commit suicide.

"Although I don't know Mao Xiansheng very well, according to what his brother said, there are indeed many suspicious things about Mao Xiansheng's choice to commit suicide." I said it truthfully.

"Have you met Mao Xiankang?" The woman's expression suddenly changed, and her tone became much heavier.

"I've seen it, Mao Xiansheng's funeral, his brother will definitely attend. In other words, who are you? You shouldn't be his girlfriend, right? I wondered.

"Girlfriend? My relationship with him wasn't that superficial. The woman didn't answer my question directly, and then she reached into her purse again and pulled out a small puppet that was a palm high.

Compared to the puppets in the workshop, the workmanship of the small puppet is very rough, and the face carving is not so vivid, which feels like a beginner's trial product. Although the puppet looked inconspicuous, it still caught my eye firmly because there was a distinctly reddish-black smudge on the puppet's body, which felt like blood.

"The one you took is ......"

"It was given to me by Mao Xiansheng, this is the first puppet he completed when he was in elementary school, and he has always kept it with him. A month ago he approached me and gave me the puppet for safekeeping, and I asked him about it but he wouldn't tell me. Later, when I was on a business trip for work, I put this puppet at home, and when I came back yesterday, I found that the puppet was covered in blood, and then I ......"

The woman's words could not continue, and her tears had broken down again.

"Can I see the puppet?" I asked.

The woman blinked vigorously a few times to stop her tears, and then handed me the puppet as well.

I took the puppet and rubbed it hard against the blood, which could be rubbed off, and it looked like it had just been stained for a short time.

"Is there one on it?" I asked as I gestured the puppet towards Qiao Wei.

Of course, Qiao Wei understood what I meant, and he immediately nodded: "Yes, it's still very heavy, heavier than the yin qi anywhere in this room!" ”