Zhang Lei mentioned his father many times in his letters, and he felt that if his father was still alive, his life would not have changed so badly.

It can be seen that his affection for his father is far greater than that of his mother, and he is more afraid and fleeing from his mother.

Wu Dao used the key to open his diary, and a photo that fell inside revealed his true heart.

It was a family portrait of a family of three, with Mr. Zhang's father's head torn off and taped back up, and his mother scribbled with ballpoint pen with horns and fangs.

He wrote in his diary that his father's cheating was understandable, because his mother was so terrible, he gave up on himself because he was controlled, and now he has become a complete invalid, he can't get married, can't go out to work, can't have favorite hobbies, can only have a mother in his life, and has to listen to her arrangements to pretend that he is very happy and happy in front of his relatives.

He understands everything, he doesn't care about just feeling sorry for his mother, but he clearly realizes that his life is over, so he is eager to explore, even if he is buried in the barren mountains and mountains, it is much better than staying in this cold home.

He also hated his mother's behavior of taking his father's death compensation, because his father was born in the countryside, and many relatives were still in the countryside, and his father's death became the hope of the whole family.

Zhang Lei didn't know what his mother wanted so much money for, in short, life did not improve, and later he knew that his father had bought insurance before his death, and his mother had been actively asking for money from the insurance company for a long time, which made him very puzzling, and he bluntly suspected that his mother had killed his father.

"If that's the case, it's terrible." Zou Lianya sighed.

Xiao Wang curiously found Zhang Xu's death report, the cause of death was a traffic accident, but the accident was very strange......

Zhang Xu suffered a car accident just after negotiating a divorce agreement with Li Jie and died on the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"At that time, Zhang Xu was walking on the crosswalk, and a family car rushed over and knocked him down, and dragged him for more than 30 meters before stopping." Xiao Wang looked at the file, what is even more strange is that Li Jie did not cry, even if he was about to divorce, but he was a husband and wife who had been together for more than ten years, and they had raised children together, which was too cold......

"These are just suspicions, at present, we can only say that Zhang Lei has a deformed family, and a possessive and controlling mother, which is the *** he left home this time." Wu Dao said, "But one thing is really strange, Li Jie is packing up the sundries at this time, what is he trying to hide?" ”

"This Zhang Lei must have been very anxious at that time." Qin Ranran fiddled with the diary and said.

Wu Dao leaned over to take a look, it was on the blank page of the last diary, Zhang Lei first wrote a line of words with a black water-based pen, but then used a red pen to scratch off the handwriting, which looked messy, like a large ball of knotted wool.

"It's strange that when you make a typo or are too stressed, you usually want to doodle." Guo rebel interjected, "Don't you like to scribble on your textbooks when you were in school? ”

Qin Ranran nodded, "I was like this when I was about to take the college entrance examination, I was always worried that my grades were not good enough, I was annoyed to death, and sometimes I would draw on a blank piece of paper." ”

"Let's go, something's wrong."

A police officer suddenly pushed open the door to the conference room and said.

Everyone's sensitive nerves were immediately suspended.

"Where?" Xiao Wang stood up and asked.

The police officer straightened his hat, "Old place, Xishan Amusement Park." ”

Wu Dao raised his eyebrows, feeling that things were getting more and more weird, what was originally a leisure place for family fun has now become a place full of blood.

Xishan Amusement Park has been completely closed to business, and there is a long cordon at the gate, and the park manager, who was detained and released not long ago, received Wu Dao and his party.

On the way here, the police officer had simply explained to him what had happened, but he didn't expect the scene to be far worse than he imagined.

The haunted house smells of blood, and standing in the wind will make you feel the urge to vomit.

"Comrade policeman." The park manager's face turned pale, she probably watched the scene, so she was scared like this.

Wu Dao bowed his head towards her, "How did it happen?" Did any of your staff witness it at the time? ”

"Yes, Xiao Zhou, who was in charge of pretending to be a ghost at the time, was nearby, but the incident happened too suddenly, and in order to create an atmosphere, the lights were also very dim, so I couldn't see it clearly." The manager called Zhou Wei.

The man named Zhou Wei was dressed in shabby gray cloth clothes, with a disheveled head, and 'scars' painted on his face, looking very hideous, but at the moment he was trembling.

What can scare a big man like this?

"Zhou Wei, you should cooperate with the police comrades, tell everything you see, don't hide it." The park manager learned the lesson of his detention last time and reminded Zhou Wei to know everything.

Zhou Wei wiped his sweat with his sleeve, "I heard a bang at the time, and everyone was screaming when it was over, followed by a lot of blood, and then a human head rolled to my feet." ”

"You speak slowly, don't be in a hurry." His logic and expression were a little confusing, which made Wu Dao a little confused.

Seeing that Zhou Wei couldn't understand for a while, the female staff on the side volunteered.

"It's such a police comrade, there are tracks in our haunted house, and there are those kinds of small trains carrying tourists, and today there was a man who suddenly got up for some reason when he was riding the small train, hit an obstacle, and his head fell off."

"You are?" Wu Dao looked at the female staff in confusion, she looked very calm and calm, in stark contrast to the people present.

"My name is Feng Yuan, I just came to report the day before yesterday, I am in college, I plan to find a part-time job, and it would be great to be able to play and make money, but I didn't expect this to happen today just before changing shifts, it's enough to mourn." The female staff complained.

"Feng Yuan, thank you, if it's convenient, you can record a transcript with my colleagues."

After Wu Dao finished speaking, he crossed the cordon and walked into the haunted house.

Gen rushed to the scene as soon as possible, and was busy inspecting the corpse and recording relevant clues.

Seeing Wu Dao coming, he raised his eyes to say hello.

"Be careful, there's limited light here, don't step on his head." The root number motioned to Wu Dao to stay a little nervous.

Wu Dao's face turned pale when he heard his words, and the psychological construction that he had done so hard was instantly disintegrated by him.

"It's a bit strange that this man died."