Zhang Xinqian didn't urge, she just sat aside and waited, without looking at Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping didn't look up at Zhang Xinqian either. When he opened his eyes, he stared at the piece of paper with a serious expression and slowly revealed a wry smile.

"I really saw it...... But I don't want to believe it. Zhou Ping said slowly, "My colleague is also called Li Yun." Also, the guy you met at the ATM...... It could be my cousin. I also went to his house before and saw his posthumous photos and ashes ......"

After letting go of the barrier he had erected, Zhou Ping calmed down a lot.

He admits that something incredible has happened that science can't explain, and that someone did die because of it.

He didn't say it, but he actually came to a conclusion in his heart.

The dead were called "Li Yun".

It's scary, but for people who don't have that name, it's something that doesn't have to do with themselves. These people are outsiders. They are safe, at least not to die so inexplicably.

Zhang Xinqian's mood is the opposite of Zhou Ping's. The deceased witnessed by Zhou Ping were two people who had some relationship with him but had no feelings. Among the deaths that Zhang Xinqian learned, one was a blind date that she had just given birth to.

Zhang Xinqian sighed and put the papers in her hand on the table.

"I checked it myself. The frequency of the blog post was not very high, but at the beginning of this week, it became fixed from Monday, and it was posted every day. There is also zero-hour news, and they send more messages. I took screenshots of the news they posted this week about people dying. Except for the incident at the ATM and the incident you encountered, the other news did not mention who the deceased was, so I can only take screenshots of them all. ”

Just by looking at the amount of paper, you can estimate how many fatal reports have been published by Zero Hour News.

Zhou Ping has not paid attention to the big V number of news, and he doesn't know how often they report fatalities, but when he saw these things posted by the zero-hour news, he only felt shocked.

"There could be three more. If you count today, there may be four people named Li Yun who have an accident. Zhang Xinqian's tone was heavy.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Ping didn't go to get the papers, looked up at Zhang Xinqian, and asked suspiciously, "Do you want to...... A Taoist priest please? ”

He is not superstitious, so he has never been exposed to this kind of thing on weekdays. His grandmother and mother talked about superstitions, but they didn't burn incense and worship Buddha all day. Dancing the great god and offering the old immortal, which he has seen on the Internet, no one in their family has ever done it. It should be said that their superstitions are more traditional, more similar to "you can't stick chopsticks in your meal" and "crow's mouth must be choked three times".

Zhou Ping didn't know where to go to find a professional in this area.

"I want to ......" Zhang Xinqian opened her mouth and stuck again.

She hadn't thought about it before, she just wanted to know what was going on.

Now that she thinks about it, she is actually worried that the source of everything is herself. After all, it was she who saw those eyes first, she ran away, sent private messages to weird stories, and then there were one thing after another. The third person who had an accident was still her blind date. To say that Zhang Xinqian does not have the slightest suspicion of herself is a lie.

"I thought I could look for this, right?" Zhang Xinqian nodded the name of the strange news, "And this zero-hour news." The registered company of this Zero Hour News is directly written in the information. I didn't write about the strange news, but I searched for it, and I could find someone to check the IP and find the address of this kind of account. ”

This was one of the ways she had thought of in the first place. It's just that her thoughts about this are not strong. She was a little wary of both accounts. She was also very suspicious of the account of Strange Story.

"And then?" Zhou Ping asked in surprise, "What about after you find it?" ”

Zhang Xinqian was stuck again.

"That's it. Do you still know someone named Li Yun? Zhou Ping asked hesitantly.

Zhang Xinqian shook her head.

"So be it...... Those...... What the two of us see, it's not coming at us. We are witnesses at best. ”

This time, Zhang Xinqian was surprised.

"Hmm...... Is there anything else you can do? Zhou Ping asked stubbornly under that gaze.

"Isn't that person I met your relative?" Zhang Xinqian asked suspiciously.

"It's my cousin, but I've never seen it. This is the first time to ......" Zhou Ping replied, coughing dryly, "Anyway, that's the case now, right?" We went to the police and told them that they didn't believe me. If you want to find them, you can't say report them or sue them. ”

He took his phone out of his pocket and turned it on, "I'm here on a business trip." The death of my colleague, as well as the matter of my cousin, I have to talk to the company and my family. Is there anything else you can do? ”

Without waiting for Zhang Xinqian to answer, Zhou Ping's mobile phone rang.

The caller is an unfamiliar number, a mobile phone number, and you can't see where it belongs.

He pressed the answer button and heard the voice of a middle-aged man who had become familiar with him for the past two days.

"Hey, Zhang Shu's nephew, right? Is the key to my brother's house with you? ”

Zhou Ping was stunned, and then he remembered who the owner of the voice was, and also reflected what the key he was talking about.

"It's ...... me," Zhou Ping subconsciously pressed his pants pocket.

He took Li Haiming to find Zhang Shu for a day and a night, took the key in Li Haiming's pocket, and went back to his home once to confirm that Zhang Shu had not gone back and was still missing.

There are no keys in the pants pocket. It may have been stuffed in other pockets by him.

"Can you deliver the key now? My eldest brother just died, and we're going to get something. The man said.

"What about Zhang Shu's death? Is he going to do it together, or is he going to wait for the elders in their family to come over? The woman with a distinctive voice asked on the other end of the phone. Her volume is not loud, but she is very penetrating, and she calls Zhang Shu by her name, but her tone is not malicious.

Zhou Ping had a sense of disobedience.

It seems that because of the death of that couple, their in-laws, who were still tense yesterday and fought in the hospital, can suddenly talk about things calmly.

"He got through on the phone, so the locksmith he just called doesn't need to let him come, right?" Another strange young male voice rang out, "Huh? Dad, Auntie, this door is unlocked. ”

Squeak.

The sound of the door opening was heavy, hoarse, and very clear.

Accompanied by footsteps and talking, Zhou Ping heard the gentle sound of the wind.

"The doors are not locked! What should I do if I get into a thief? The woman's voice rose again, returning to yesterday's snarky tone, "It's not for us to take something missing." Don't rely on us when he comes! ”

Zhou Ping was a little confused. He remembers locking the door when he went out. After that, did Zhang Shu run back?

Suddenly, as if through his mobile phone, he smelled the smell of burning paper money.

It's like the smell of death that I smelled at Zhang Shu's house the night before.

It was a brief return to the house that he had not smelled.

Zhou Ping's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little.