"Yangzi, don't leave me, Yangzi."
He Zhonglei cried hysterically like a child.
"Click" At this time, a Doraemon anime figure suddenly fell to the ground on the display window of the store.
He Zhonglei turned his head and seemed to be awake.
He wiped his tears and walked over to pick up the figure.
He was confused as to why this well-placed figure suddenly fell down.
Besides, there were no other customers in the store.
At this time, a strange scene appeared again on the computer screen behind He Zhonglei.
The screen turned white again.
A little girl with long hair slowly stretched out her head from the screen, her face glowing with a faint smile.
Cyan, full of gloomy expression, her eyes were full of coldness, her white lips were covered with cracks, and the corners of her mouth were turned up, giving the impression of a half-smile.
If a normal person saw this scene, they would definitely be scared to death.
He Zhonglei felt a chill on his back at this moment, and all the hairs on his body stood up instantly, and he slowly turned his head.
At this time, in the taxi.
Wang Jian sat in the back, and the old Taoist priest sat in the passenger seat.
From the moment he got in the car to now, he had been listening to the old Taoist priest and the driver bragging.
"I won't hide it from you, my fortune telling is always accurate."
Wang Jian couldn't listen anymore and interrupted: "Grandpa Wang, where are you taking me?
I have to go back to school in the afternoon."
The old Taoist priest turned to Wang Jian and whispered: "Boy, don't ask about this yet.
I know you are struggling with something."
"What do you think I'm struggling with?"
Wang Jian thought to himself.
He was really struggling with one thing, and that was Zhang Wanbin.
After all, he was the one who pulled him out of the school, otherwise he would not have been hit by a car.
Wang Jian felt that he had harmed him.
"You are worrying about the kid who was killed just now, right."
The old Taoist priest said with a smile: "I want to say, even if you don't pull him out of the school, he will still die and be targeted by such a grudge. , who can run away?”
Wang Jian nodded and thought to himself, forget it, I still don't want to, after all, I also want to save him.
"Besides, Zhang Wanbin, that boy, says his crimes are justified.
He doesn't do bad things, so why would he be like this?
This is called retribution," the old Taoist priest said sadly.
"We're here," the driver said, "but the store is closed."
Wang Jian looked around and saw that the taxi stopped at the entrance of a store called Yoko Handicrafts.
The door of the store was made of glass.
From the outside, you could see inside the store.
There were various kinds of handicrafts on the windows of the store.
A dazzling sight.
At this time, a big lock was hung on the store door.
What did the old Taoist priest bring him here for?
Is he buying an anime figure and going back to stab the villain?
Wang Jian thought.
If the old Taoist priest knew what Wang Jian thought, he would definitely laugh to death.
"It's only eleven o'clock, why did it close so early?"
The old Taoist priest was a little confused.
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"He usually closes the door at twelve o'clock.
I don't know what happened today.
He is at home in the afternoon and often calls the names of his daughter and wife from the balcony in the evening."
The driver replied.
"Do you want to go to his house?"
"No need for that.
Give me his home address first, and I'll go there in person tomorrow."
The driver gave the address of He Zhonglei's home to the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest took out two hundred-dollar bills and gave them to the driver with a smile: "I'll get off the car first and take the kid to the food court to eat.
Thank you for today."
"It's okay, it's okay, it should be."
The driver said with a smile.
The old Taoist priest and Wang Jian got out of the car.
Wang Jian said calmly: "If you take me to the food court to eat, you won't make me pay again.
I can't afford to eat in the food court."
He was tricked by the old Taoist priest yesterday evening.
Ichiban, how could he not be wary of this treacherous old man now.
"Hahaha, please, please."
The old Taoist priest smiled awkwardly: "It's just that we have to do one thing now."
"What's up" "Come here."
The old Taoist priest walked to the door of Yoko's handicraft store.
There were still a lot of people on the street at this time, and people kept walking past the door of the handicraft store.
"What are you going to do?"
Wang Jian stepped forward and looked at the old Taoist priest with a puzzled face.
When the old Taoist priest motioned for him to help him cover, Wang Jian immediately understood that the old man wanted to pick the lock of the handicraft shop.
"I won't do it, it's against the law."
Wang Jian refused.
After speaking, he looked at the old Taoist priest with a smile, wondering what you would do.
"Don't you want to solve that case?
I want to catch the ghost."
The old Taoist priest whispered.
Ghost hunter Wang Jian was startled: "What does ghost hunting have to do with lock picking?
Don't lie to me."
The old Taoist priest had no choice but to briefly tell Wang Jian what happened.
"Oh, that's it."
Wang Jian finally understood, and then said in shock: "So, you are suspecting that this case is related to He Zhonglei."
This kid is really smart, the old Taoist priest had to sigh, he really knows everything at once.
"Yes, I suspect that he was behind all of this.
He should have found out the real cause of his daughter's death three years ago," the old Taoist priest said calmly.
Wang Jian felt a cold feeling on his back, and he suddenly remembered the mysterious post on the forum last night, and the mysterious poster whose ID was "Never Expected".
Wang Jian had a feeling that that person was He Zhonglei.
Wang Jian still remembered the content of that post.
It described the crime scene in great detail, as well as the two sentences "Don't believe your eyes" and "Turn on the light for the first time".
Wang Jian has never been able to figure out what it means.
Surveillance camera He found it in the morning, but he didn't notice it.
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Zhang Wanbin also ran to the monitoring room.
This made Wang Jian think there was only one possibility, that is, Zhang Wanbin also saw the post.
In fact, Wang Jian guessed it right.
Zhang Wanbin didn't know that Qian Min was dead last night.
He finished his homework at home and then turned on the computer to play for a while.
Like Wang Jian, he happened to see the post.
He just read it.
After finishing that post, Zhu Ziqiang's call came.
Seeing that the call was from Zhu Ziqiang, Zhang Wanbin answered the call: "Why are you calling me so late?"
On the other end of the phone, Zhu Ziqiang's face was full of horror, and he whispered: "Qian Min is dead.
The person who was killed in the school warehouse this afternoon was Qian Min.
His body was cut into pieces."
"What did you say that the student who died was Qian Min?"
Zhang Wanbin hadn't reacted yet.
"He Yangyan, He Yangyan is here for revenge, she is here, she is here."
"Dudu" Zhu Ziqiang said and hung up the phone.
Zhang Wanbin held the phone to his ear blankly, his whole body trembling.
He Yangyan, this name has often appeared in my mind in the past three years.
I have been condemned by my conscience all the time.
I even secretly went to her grave to burn paper money, sent her bouquets, and even lied on her face.
Cried loudly at her grave
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