"This kind of death, even if it is suicide, is too incredible!" Yang Zhenzhen couldn't believe it, "If it's suicide, isn't there a better way to choose? She scratched herself to death? This is strange to think about." ”

Yang Wanwan fiddled with the cake on the plate that was already a mess, and glanced at the two, "What's even more strange is that my wife made an appointment with her parents at noon that day that day, and she would take the second elder to the hospital for a physical examination the next day, which is not like what someone who wants to commit suicide that night would do." Moreover, it was precisely because the second elder could not contact his daughter for a long time, and his wife was a very trustworthy person and would not miss the appointment for no reason, so they felt that something was wrong and went to my wife's house to look for her. ”

"And then you found your wife's body?" Yang Zhenzhen listened with relish, and the small round spoon that dug up the mango pudding was discarded by her.

Yang Wanwan nodded, her brows were tightly knit, obviously there was something more incredible, "The most incomprehensible thing is that as soon as the second elder opened the door, he smelled a strong smell of blood. They were shocked to realize that something was wrong, and they were busy at home looking for the trace of my wife. But I searched and searched, but I couldn't find anyone. ”

"Disappear into thin air?" asked Liu Sanqian.

Such a mystery must be related to the Golden Buddha.

"No," Yang Wanwan shook her head, "The second elder searched for the place where the smell of blood was the heaviest, and came to my master's bedroom. But they searched around, but at first they still couldn't find my wife. It wasn't until my mother's father saw a picture of Nyolai half under the bed and half exposed, which was a little strange. He then picked up the portrait and saw the face of the Buddha, bathed in blood. The blood was dry and purple. He thought about it, leaned down, looked under the bed, and found my wife. ”

"Ha, your wife ran under the bed to commit suicide? Why did she do this?" Yang Zhenzhen frowned when she heard this, and she was very confused, "Is it because she misses her deceased husband too much and is mentally abnormal?" Otherwise, I really don't think normal people will be like this......"

"I ...... I didn't figure it out, according to my classmates, my wife's death was not ordinary," Yang Wanwan continued to recall, while demonstrating, "She lay on her back to the sky, her hands in the shape of claws, and put them on her neck. His neck was bloody, and his nails were full of flesh. The point is that her head is tilted back, as if she is looking at something outside the bed curtain. Her eyes bulged out, her mouth was wide open, almost tearing, and her expression was extremely frightened. It's like ......"

"It seems that she is afraid of something," Liu Sanqian picked up Yang Wanwan's words, "and judging from her performance, she is under the bed, not trying to commit suicide, but more like trying to hide from something." I guess from the evidence in the hands of the police, there is no trace of anyone else breaking in, so even if the death is bizarre, it can only be characterized as suicide. ”

"That's right," Yang Wanwan looked at Liu Sanqian, "the doors and windows have not been damaged, and the only spare key is in the hands of the second elder." The DNA collected, except for the two old people's, my wife's, and only my dead mentor's. Besides, if he kills, this kind of death makes no sense. ”

"It's terrible!Can we stop talking!" Yang Zhenzhen muttered.

Liu Sanqian patted Yang Zhenzhen on the back to show comfort. But not long after, she still couldn't help but ask Yang Wanwan, "Have you ever thought about what your master and wife are trying to hide from under the bed?"

"I've thought about it, actually, ......" Yang Wanwan wanted to speak and stopped, she struggled for a while, and then said her thoughts, "Do you remember the wishing card we found in the Jialan Temple three days ago?"

Seeing that the two had no intention of stopping, Yang Zhenzhen could only participate in the stubborn head-on, "You mean, that wooden sign with your mentor's wish and the words 'I want you to die'?"

Yang Wanwan snorted, "Actually, after I hung up the call with my wife, I looked at those words carefully. The handwriting was not unfamiliar to me, and the more I looked at it, the more familiar it became, but I couldn't think of it for a while. It wasn't until you asked me about it that I suddenly thought of it. I saw this handwriting on my supervisor's annotations. He said at the time that my wife had written it for him. ”

"Hey, hey, hey, when you say that, I'm creepy, didn't you say that your mentor and mother are very affectionate?" Yang Zhenzhen looked really frightened, and Liu Sanqian shivered several times when she saw her.

"Perhaps, that's just an illusion, those two people have always been playing in front of us. If my wife didn't like my teacher, on the contrary, she hated my teacher so much that she wanted him to die, and then she wrote these words on the wooden plaque to show that she must have come to Garan Temple to make a wish to the Buddha statue. Now, both of them are dead," Yang Wanwan put forward a hypothesis, and then followed the logic and said, "Is it really as the old man said, you can't make a wish to the Buddha statue......?

"Don't think about it. Although Liu Sanqian also thought so, she could only comfort Yang Wanwan like this.

"Yes, Sister Wanwan, don't think about it!" Yang Zhenzhen got up, sat down next to Yang Wanwan, and grabbed her arm, "This must be explained by other reasons, let's not worry about it." Think about the fun, but think about tonight's masquerade!"

"No, are you really going to go?" Liu Sanqian always thought that what she promised the clerk of "Flower Bamboo Bamboo before" was just a rhetoric, so she didn't prepare anything.

"Of course, I dragged Sister Wanwan to the mall here last night, spent a lot of money, and bought a lot of equipment. Of course you have to use it tonight!" Yang Zhenzhen's expression was not joking at all, she pointed at Liu Sanqian domineeringly, "Not only me and Sister Wanwan, you also have to go to me, you know?"

"But I can't ...... anything" After Liu Sanqian received Yang Zhenzhen's compelling gaze, he swallowed the unspoken words, learned from the early Hong Kong police films, and saluted, "Yes, madam."

"Good son," Yang Zhenzhen saw that the topic was successfully diverted by herself, so she happily ate mango pudding. After she finished eating the pudding in two or three bites, she picked up Yang Wanwan, who was not interested, and was about to leave, "We are going back to the hotel to prepare for tonight's makeup party, you should go back and pick up yourself! At half past six, gather at the Suzaku Bridge." ”

After she finished speaking, she walked out of the cake shop with a warm atmosphere. Comes and goes like the wind.

"Where can I find equipment for the makeup party?" Liu Sanqian sighed.

Half an hour later, two lives.

Liu Sanqian opened his wardrobe and rummaged through it, and the clothes in this cabinet were all small dresses that he bought from the store last time he went to the store with Alice and Lilith.

She looked around and found that, apart from the clothes, there was only a blue one-piece overalls hanging out of place in the middle.

This dress, which was not put in a suitcase with other clothes before, survived, was not lost, and was kept.

Liu Sanqian looked at the blue one-piece overalls, and then at the white mask she hung on the wall—the one she bought from the ghost market before, and had an idea in her heart.