"The man's face was in the basin, and the water in the basin was cloudy, and I was sure that the man must have died, but I couldn't tell if they had committed suicide or had been killed.

This kind of thing happened right in front of my house, and I didn't feel well, and my heart still doesn't feel well.

That's all I know, that ...... Lao Gu and his father, do they have anything to do with this case? ”

"Nope."

"None? So investigate them? ”

"Just doing the survey."

"Oh."

"Do you know which hospital Mr. Gu is living in now? Who's taking care of him? ”

"It seems to be the second hospital, I don't know who takes care of me, maybe his relatives and friends or something."

The tape is blank here for a few seconds.

"31 August 1997

I have been to the Department of Brain Surgery of the Second Hospital. ”

"Right...... Let's click, click, click. (sound of walking in the hallway)

"Excuse me, is there a patient here surnamed Gu who was hit on the head by a falling object from a high altitude a few days ago."

"Yes, who are you?"

"Friend, come and visit. What ward is he in? ”

"Oh, he's in room 203."

"How is he now?"

"I'm out of danger, but I need to rest and rest"

"Okay."

"Click, Click, Click......" (The sound of walking in the hallway)

"Smack~!" The third tape was all aired. Qin Ding took out the fourth tape and put it into the tape recorder.

"Squeak~"

“……”

"Who are you looking for?"

“…… Policeman, I would like to ask Mr. Gu something. ”

"Comrade policeman, my cousin is like this, ask me what you want to know. Was it yesterday? ”

"Yes, it has something to do with it. But I still want to ask Mr. Gu, because this matter is also related to his father. ”

"My third uncle? He's all gone, what does it have to do with him? ”

"Squeaky New" (The sound of the bed being pressed.) )

"Brother......

"Tsk, oops, you lie down and don't move."

"It's okay, you let him in."

“……”

"Mr. Gu, I want to know, after your father died, was he buried or cremated?"

"Tsk~! Does my third uncle have anything to do with yesterday's incident? ”

"Yes. To be exact, the whole thing has to do with him. ”

"The police can't just talk nonsense, my third uncle disappeared last year, and although the two renters died in that house, they have nothing to do with us.

And my brother, you also saw it, it was smashed like this by the abacus, and there is no place to reason, and you haven't found out whose abacus it is. ”

"Mr. Gu, you should know best who this calculation is."

"Huh? Comrade policeman, what do you say? ……”

"Oh brother, you go out first, I'll talk to the police comrades about something. …… Go for it! ”

"Bang bang ...... Squeaky ...... Bang. ”

"You're not a cop, are you?"

"I'm a police officer, but I'm not here to investigate a case, I'm here to solve a problem."

"Huh? Work something out? Tell me, whose abacus is it? ”

"Yours."

"Hiss~!"

"You threw it last year, you didn't throw it well, and it fell on the smoke exhaust pipe on the fifth floor. This year, your dad is making trouble and wants to stone you to death. ”

“…… Whew~, you...... Who are you? ”

"Something happened to Ms. Xu's house that rented your house before, and I was entrusted to solve it. Your dad has already hurt several people, and if you don't deal with it, it will become a climate.

I think you should be aware of the problem here, tell me what you know, what's going on with that shroud? And what's your dad's name. ”

"Whew...... Whew...... I'll just say it! But...... You're a police officer, can you handle this kind of thing? Can you believe it? ”

"I don't need to explain this, I'm sure I can fix it. You hurry up and talk about the situation, otherwise the trouble will be even greater. ”

"Uh...... Alas! My dad's name is Gu Wenchun.

It's up to me to do this. Last year, I followed the people of the unit to Wuligou in Zhongzhou to ask for a project payment, I really didn't expect that the place was actually in the mountains, I thought it would come out in two days, but there was a flash flood over there, and the way out was gone, so I was trapped there.

When I was in a hurry, I forgot to ask my relatives to go to my house to take pictures of my father, but there were no communication facilities there, so it was useless for me to be in a hurry.

It's been more than half a month, and I'm in a hurry to go home, thinking that my father should be fine, who would have thought that his old man would have a heart attack.

I regret it! I wanted to make the funeral more beautiful to make up for my guilt, but at that time, someone reminded me that it was a taboo for my father to be 81 years old and was gone, and it would make future generations go downhill.

I originally thought it was a bit ridiculous, but my heart was still a little blocked, and after thinking about it for a night, I felt that this matter should still be taken seriously.

So I asked Yin Yang if there was such a way of saying and exquisiteness, but I didn't expect it to be, so I asked him how to break this kind of thing, and it can't really go downhill.

Yin and Yang told me that nine is an imaginary number to the yang, divided into 'bright nine' and 'dark nine'.

Ming Jiu is literally with nine characters, but the dark nine is a multiple of nine, which is what we often call every nine.

He explained that Nine is not terrible, and the Dark Nine is greater than the sky, so the Dark Nine is very unlucky, and there will be many disasters and difficulties.

Every nine is in trouble, and ninety-nine eighty-one is the last calamity of every nine, which is extremely dangerous, so the man who dies at this age is also called the last nine men, and it will definitely bring bad luck to his children and grandchildren. ”

"Heh~!"

"Huh? Don't you believe it? ”

"Go on."

“…… That one...... Later, I asked Yin Yang how to break it, and Yin Yang asked me to find a ragged shirt to wear and wear it all these days of funeral, and asked me to find an abacus to throw downstairs from the window after the funeral shed.

I didn't ask why I did it, I just did it anyway. I was looking for an abacus that I threw in the middle of the night when no one was around, but I didn't throw it well, and it fell on the exhaust pipe on the fifth floor, but it was also thrown out, so I didn't care too much, but I didn't expect it, and it ended up hitting my head. ”

"What's the matter with the shroud?"

"That set of shrouds was made before my father's death, and my father personally found someone to customize it, and he attached great importance to it.

But Yin Yang specially instructed me not to wear a shroud for my father, saying that wearing it would increase the yin energy of the dead and make his luck worse, so until my father was cremated, he didn't change it. ”

"Your father was cremated?"

"Originally, it could be buried, but Yin and Yang let cremation, saying that there is no corpse soul after cremation, and it has little impact on future generations."

"And when did you notice something was wrong?"

"It's after the funeral.

My dad died not because of a heart attack, he fell from the bed to the floor, and the weather was hot, and when he found it, the body was ...... It's all rotten. His face was pressed against the floor, leaving a mark on the ground.

At that time, I was in a mess, and after I carried my father's body away, I forgot to wipe the mark, and the door of the house was always closed, and I didn't bother to do the funeral after that, until I was all busy, I didn't think to clean up.

But the strange thing is that the mark can't be erased no matter how much it is erased, and when I look closely, the more I look at it, the more I feel that the mark still has the outline of the eyebrows and eyes, which is clearly my father's face.

I was a little panicked, but then I thought about it, what was my panic, this mark is normal like my father's face, which was originally formed by his face sticking to the ground.

Although I comforted myself in this way, I still felt a little awkward, so I moved the desk to that position and covered it.

Later, I rented out the house, but what I didn't expect was that less than a month later, the tenant who had just signed a quarterly contract asked me to check out the fee and deposit, saying that he would not live there.

I think it's funny, the contract is written in black and white, and there are those who bite the steamed buns and want to return? Of course, I'm not an unreasonable person, but I didn't force him to live if he couldn't live, so if he wanted to live, he would have to pay a check-out fee if he didn't live.

I'll reason with him, no matter how bad it is, it's written in the contract, he is in breach of contract, you can call the police to come and see it, and I am also reasonable.

This man didn't say why he couldn't stay, and when he saw that the room bill couldn't be refunded, he snorted angrily and began to pack up his things to move out, I was afraid that he would destroy the furniture of my house with resentment, so I kept staring at it, but this man finished moving the last thing and said something inexplicable to me.

He said...... There's dirt in this house.

I didn't understand at first, and I thought he was talking about what was dirty in the house, but when I looked back, I realized that what he said was something else, which me off, and I thought he was going to pour dirty water on my house if he didn't pay for the room.

I was not polite at all, scolded him a few words, and he moved away without saying anything. Afterward...... It was through the second tenant that I realized that there was really something dirty in this house. But at that time, I wasn't sure if my dad had done it, and it wasn't until the third tenant had to quit the house that I didn't think it was easy.

The third family found my dad's shroud and said there were handprints in the bedbox. It's true that there are shrouds in there, but I'm pretty sure there were no handprints before. I was wondering, could it be that my father was unwilling to wear that set of shrouds, and at this time, the daughter-in-law said that the son of the tenant died before, which shocked me, and I knew that something was going to happen.

So I refunded the rent to them and told them to move out quickly, and I found a place to burn the shroud.

I thought it was over, so I ...... I rented out the house again.

I didn't expect that on the day I signed the contract and collected the fee, I just walked out of the unit door, and something fell on my head, and when I fainted, I saw the abacus beads all over the ground, and I didn't know anything when it was dark in front of me.

When I woke up, I asked my brother what he had smashed, and my brother said it was an old abacus, and I knew at the time that it wasn't a coincidence.

That's how it happened. You just said that my father was a troublemaker, and my father was ...... Did he become ...... Hell? ”

"Hmm."

"The two young people who rented the house...... Did he do it too? ”

"I haven't investigated this yet, but from the current point of view, it should be."

"Ouch...... You said that he was dead, he can really find trouble for me, he is ruthless enough, and he wants to stone his son to death, this is really to make his children and grandchildren uneasy. ”

"Mr. Gu, please give me the key, I'm going to go to your house to have a look, I have to solve it there."

"Uh...... How do you solve this problem? There won't be any more big messes, right? No matter how bad he is, he is also my father, so you have to be merciful. ”

"Hmm. Give me the keys. By the way, your father's name? ”

"Gu Wenchun."

"Smack~" The fourth tape A-side is finished.

Qin Ding saw that the candle was about to burn out, so he took out another one from the drawer and refilled it, then turned the tape over and pressed the play button.

"31 August 1997

It's already at the door. ”

"Woola!" (The sound of tearing off paper items is suspected to be a seal.) )

"Click" (sound of opening the door)

"Bang bang ...... Bang bang bang. ”

"Poof!" (The sound of things being placed)

"Rustle...... Rustle rustle...... Rustle......"

"Hm~Hm~"

"Nourishing ~~~~~" (very harsh)

Qin Ding instantly pressed the pause button.

This sound...... It's not a ghost language, he's now in charge, so he should be able to understand it.

He was a little strange, pressed the play button again, and the sound coming from the tape recorder was sizzling for a few seconds, but soon there were vague bytes behind it, which was definitely speaking, but the voice was spitting words, like a rusty machine, hoarse and low, and even gloomy.