Hu Zongren didn't seem to give up and asked, Auntie, think about it carefully, are you sure that there are really no big mirrors in your house? The old lady still shook her head, her attitude firm. Hu Zongren asked again, will you live in your daughter's house when you take your grandson, and their house has a big mirror? The old lady said that since the welfare house was allocated to her, her grandson followed her to live in the new house and did not go to her daughter's house.

Hu Zongren didn't continue to ask, but just looked at me very puzzled. But I can't help it, although I had expected that the remaining cases would become more and more difficult, but I didn't expect that this time we would not even be able to start at the beginning, and we would not be able to find the exact root cause without the direction of the investigation.

At this time, the old lady suddenly moaned a few times, as if the injured foot was hurting. I was standing on the edge of the bed, so I reached out to help her move her foot, and also slightly exposed the other foot to cover a little, otherwise it would be easy to get bedsores after lying still for a long time.

Then I called Zhao Jing and Hu Zongren to the corridor outside the ward, and honestly told them that I was really helpless this time. Zhao Jing proposed, why don't you call and ask those old-timers of yours again? Situ and Tie Songzi? Actually, I have thought about it for a long time, but the last time I called Situ when I was the living dead, although he didn't think my question was very ignorant, and even patiently answered me, but I heard the happy feeling from him on the phone, so I began to feel that I often bothered him because I couldn't solve the trouble, which was never a good thing, and Situ was old, and he would regress in a short time, rather than let him worry about us, it was better to let him live more comfortably in the last few days of this line.

I shook my head at Zhao Jing to show that I didn't want to do that. Hu Zongren suddenly said to me that Mr. Leng had met the old lady crossing the highway on the highway several nights in a row.

Hu Zongren's words reminded me at once, and I carefully recalled Mr. Leng's words at first, and he did seem to be talking about encountering that ghost at a different time but in a similar position almost every night. So I looked at Hu Zongren with glowing eyes and said, why does that ghost appear in the same place? Hu Zongren took over and said, there must be some traces to follow around there.

The advantage of being with Hu Zongren is that I can hardly use my brain when I say a lot of things, because he may not be able to understand them, but it is such a simple-minded person who can often give me a simple sentence when I am dizzy, so that I can be enlightened. Since I started investigating, I've been obsessed with the ghost in the car and why the ghost is so similar to this old lady, and I didn't even think that Mr. Leng would hit the ghost every night. Hu Zongren said to me, otherwise, let's ask Mr. Leng again to see if we can meet him every night, and ask him to tell us the specific location, so that we can go over and check when we have no clue now.

I nodded, so I asked Zhao Jing to come into the house and called Mr. Leng out, stood at the door and interrogated him carefully again, when I asked him where the specific location of the ghost was on the highway at that time, he told me that it was about 500 meters away from the ramp of the Baishiyi Road, and I really can't remember exactly where it was, but I only remember that section of the road was dug out of the mountain before, so that there is a high gentle slope on the left and right sides of the road, and you can see a bamboo forest through the small hill.

Seeing that Mr. Leng could only tell us in such detail, I told her, we will drive your car to that place and look nearby. After we're gone, you'll find a time to let the woman go, try to stabilize her mood, and don't let her really call the police. Mr. Leng nodded, and I said to him again, if that woman asks which police station we are, you should pretend to be mysterious, and by the way, pretend that the problem is very serious, so that she will not dare to continue to blackmail you. I didn't lie to Mr. Leng, the acting between Hu Zongren and me just now must have scared that woman. After Mr. Leng agreed, I asked Zhao Jing and Hu Zongren to wait for me at the door, I walked in and said to the woman, you stay here first, I need to go to the scene to understand the situation, and investigate the surveillance video of the intersection at that time, so that your mother is not seriously injured, how much money you need to pay, and the result will be soon. She lowered her head and didn't speak, presumably she herself knew the truth, and her mother was actually fine.

After walking to the door, Zhao Jing told me that she would not have gone with us and stayed with Mr. Leng here. I thought about it, because the ghost in the car looked very similar to the old lady on the bed, at least I could know that there must be a connection between the two, and it would be good to leave one of our people in the ward, so I agreed to Zhao Jing, and then went downstairs to the garage, threw the key to Hu Zongren, and asked him to drive, and I sat on the right side of the back seat, vacating the co-pilot's position.

I think Hu Zongren may be similar to me, they are all cheap, and I am still a little unaccustomed to driving such a luxury car. In addition, Hu Zongren is not a local, and he is not very familiar with the road, so his speed on this road can be described as quite slow, and he did not reflect the pleasure of flying close to the ground at all, so we rushed to the entrance of the old Chengdu-Chongqing Expressway, and after passing the Zhongliangshan Tunnel, the time has been grinding to more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

I reminded Hu Zongren to slow down and drive slowly near the emergency lane on the right with double flashing lights. I held the compass in one hand, paying attention to whether there was any movement in the car, and looked out the window, not to see the scenery, but to find the bamboo forest that Mr. Leng said. Sure enough, I saw the bamboo forest under the sign that there were still about 800 meters to go down the road at the White Market.

I asked Hu Zongren to pull over and took a closer look at the area. At the end of the road on the opposite side of our left hand side is a small hill about a few tens of meters high, and judging from the anti-landslide treatment on the slope, it used to be a whole mountain, but the middle was dug out to build the road. The contents on the top of the mountain are invisible, only some high-voltage power lines are faintly visible. On my right-hand side is the highway guardrail, and there is an inner net made of green barbed wire outside the guardrail, presumably to prevent nearby people from running onto the highway. Behind the guardrail is a small hill about ten meters high, and behind the small hill is about a few hundred meters away from us, and there are some buildings that look like factories, and in front of the buildings, there is a large bamboo forest.

So I said to Hu Zongren, probably this is what he said. I looked at the compass in my hand, and it began to beat slightly, which greatly increased my confidence, so I asked Hu Zongren to drive the car slowly forward, and after traveling about a few dozen meters, I could only see a corner of the bamboo forest, and at this time, the compass began to rotate obviously, as when I checked in the garage earlier, there was anger, but not as strong as before.

Hu Zongren asked me, do you want to get out of the car to check it out? I said this is the highway and if we want to check it we must have one person in the car, but now this is so unclear that if we go alone, we may run into danger. Hu Zongren asked me what to do, and I told him, let's do it, anyway, there are still a few hundred meters to get off the road, let's go down the road first, find a place to park and let's walk over, anyway, it's not very far.

Hu Zongren agreed, so I secretly wrote down the location of this place, and then we went directly down the road at Baishiyi. Coincidentally, not far after the road, there is a gas station, and places like gas stations are often places where passing drivers pause to rest or go to the toilet, so even if we put the car there, there are so many cars coming and going, as long as we don't block others, no one will notice us. So after Hu Zongren and I parked the car, we first pretended to go to the toilet, and then locked the car door and walked in the direction we started.

After all, it is a small road, twists and turns, we first found the row of factories, it is a relatively large mold factory, which is filled with a bad smell, I asked the people in the factory, how to go to the bamboo forest, because I think as long as I find the bamboo forest, I should be able to see the earliest place we parked from the bamboo forest, as long as we find it, we can walk over. The workers in the factory were very enthusiastic to tell us the location, and said that it was still cold during this time, and if we wanted to dig bamboo shoots, we would have to wait for a while. Looks like this guy often goes there to dig bamboo shoots. After thanking him, we continued along the winding path, and after walking for about ten minutes, we came to the bamboo forest. I checked the location and quickly found where we parked our car.

I said to Hu Zongren, you lead the way in front, and I will follow behind and look at the compass. So Hu Zongren started walking on the trail, my compass didn't react at first, because this place was still a few hundred meters away from the highway, and then we started to climb the mountain, and when I saw that the protective net of the highway was less than 100 meters, my compass began to beat, and the reaction was exactly the same as at the beginning, angry, but even stronger than the beginning.

I said to Hu Zongren, don't go, there is already a reaction here. Hu Zongren turned around, and I found a flat place and pointed it in the north-south direction, so that when the pointer jumped, I could accurately find which direction the agility was coming from. I quickly realized that the pointer was pointing to the hill, the one on our right-hand side.

I asked Hu Zongren, go up and have a look? Hu Zongren said, of course, it depends.