Leng Qingxuan left in a hurry, and he didn't even take the incense burner with him, so I had to help him put it away temporarily: "This soul incense is a good thing, I'll keep it first." ” I put the incense burner in the drawer, and when I was about to close it, I suddenly saw a letter in the drawer.
Kraft paper envelope, not yet opened.
"What is this?"
I racked my brains to remember that after the trial, Tie Ningxiang and I had a conversation in the office of the city branch, and this letter was handed over to me by her, saying that it was a handwritten letter from the second daughter of the richest man in Xinhu.
"It seems to be called Li Jingyu?"
The figure hanging in a fishing net on the dam came to mind, and then I thought of Wang Yuchun in the killing game.
The murderer of Li Jingyu's father was Wang Yuchun, and in this darkness, cause and effect are linked one after another, which makes me a little surprised: "It should be just a coincidence." ” Unwrapping the envelope, I read it from beginning to end.
The general meaning is that Li Jingyu felt that her father's death was very strange, and she suspected that her brother Li Chunqiang hired someone to murder her, so when she learned that I was a part-time private detective to handle all kinds of gray business, she moved her mind and wanted me to help her find out the truth.
As for the bounty, she wanted me to go to Xinhu to talk to her in person.
At the end of the envelope was her address and her personal phone number.
"No. 15 in Haixing District?
As far as I know, Haixing District is an industrial zone, and most of the people who live there are migrant workers, and her second daughter, the richest man in Shanghai, actually lives in that kind of place, and it seems that her life is really not good.
I wrote down the phone number and address, closed my eyes and pondered: "The icing on the cake is far better than sending charcoal in the snow, although she is in trouble at this time, but after all, she is the daughter of the richest man in Xinhu, and she deserves a share of the huge family business."
If I find out the evidence of Li Chunqiang's crime and help her bring down her eldest brother, maybe I can open up the situation in Xinhu.
At that time, as long as she and Huang Boyuan join forces, the Jiang family will never be able to turn over again. ” It's very difficult to find incriminating evidence, but I have a ghost, so it is not too difficult for me to create incriminating evidence.
"You can give it a try, as long as I don't expose myself, even if I don't succeed, I won't have much to lose."
Putting away the letter, I lit another cigarette and watched the smoke rise.
"The Jiang family's retention is a scourge, and it must be uprooted." …… After lunch, I didn't contact Li Jingyu directly, and I still have questions in my mind that need to be verified urgently.
Xia Chi appeared in the tenth live broadcast, and a person who should have disappeared appeared in the live broadcast in this unexpected way, which almost subverted all my previous conjectures about the underworld show.
"Originally, I only knew that when the points accumulated to 10,000 points, I could return to the original point, but now it seems that there should be other ways to get out of the underworld show."
I don't know this method yet, but Xia Chi and his first previous Netherworld show anchor should know that according to the signs of their current performance, if they want to leave the Netherworld show, they must find a scapegoat.
"It was Xia Qingzhi who made the phone call to the underworld show and proposed the entrusted task, but basically all the people who dialed the phone number of the underworld show before were dead people, and the Xia Qingzhi I know is obviously alive and well, and one of these two Xia Qingzhi must be fake."
Reason tells me that Xia Qingzhi, who led me to the underworld show to participate in the anchor interview, is likely to be fake, but objectively I don't want to believe it.
"First of all, I have to determine the first question, is No. 8 Xia Chi, is his purpose just to inform me?"
"The second assumption is that No. 8 is Xia Chi, and he told me that there is a close person next to me who is the eyes and ears of the underworld show, who will that person be?"
Because of my personality, I have only a handful of friends, and the range is very small, but I don't want to doubt who they are, and it would be a pity for me to lose any of them.
"Third, the 8th revealed a message to me, when the official live broadcast begins, the show will have no right to interfere with the anchor's behavior, that is, in the process of live broadcast, it is the time when the strength of the underworld show is weakened to the minimum."
"Fourth, I want to return to Xia Qingzhi's body, Xia Qingzhi in the underworld show phone call is lonely and scared, and entrusted me to look for her brother, after seeing the eight, the eighth begged me to find his sister, who is the problem with these two brothers and sisters?"
"Finally, I am missing a very crucial part of my memory, and I need to open the nine Dao locks to recover, so the question is, who put these nine locks in my body, and how can I open them?"
When the three-eyed infant spirit grows to a certain realm, the water will come naturally, and the lock of the kidney will also be opened.
But this is only one of the nine locks, and there is still a long way to go.
Compared to behemoths like the Netherworld, I seem very passive, but as my strength continues to improve, this passivity is slowly changing.
"Xia Qingzhi is now the only clue I know, and the only breakthrough, I need to get enough clues from her before she can react."
Prioritizing things, I recalled in my brain all the things that happened with Xia Qingyi, and every bit of memory was going through it in my mind, no matter from which direction, she was no different from a normal girl.
I practiced the Miao Zhen Fa in the store, and when I went to the Jingying Sanatorium in the afternoon, Wang Yu's condition did not improve, except for Bai Qi, he looked cold to everyone.
I asked the psychiatrist in charge of him, and the doctor was also distressed, he said that Wang Yu did not feel any child's vitality, like an overused tool, he could mechanically follow the orders of adults to do anything, but no one could touch his heart, his mind was trapped in a huge prison, and the space in that prison was the world in his eyes.
Sitting in the garden watching Bai Qi and Wang Yu repeat the boring game of throwing things, I held my chin and fell into deep thought.
The news of the ghost mother has been transmitted back to Maoshan by Leng Qingxuan, and in the future, there will definitely be a heavenly master who will come to Jiangcheng to kill the ghost mother, once the ghost mother is suppressed, I am afraid that there will be no one in this world who really cares about Wang Yu.
For some reason, looking at Wang Yu, I remembered the scene during the live broadcast of the No. 3 Bridge Crematorium, the last time Yiyi and her mother met, it was regrettable and a little fortunate at the same time, the relatives did not really leave, but they were guarding in a different way.
"Ghost words and gui are homonyms, maybe that's because of these."
"You......
What are you thinking?
The crisp sound is like ice cubes in champagne, and the momentary sound can even evoke a sweet and sour memory.
"Ghosts are the embodiment of obsession, if there are really ghosts in the world, can I also meet the person I want to see the most?"
I turned my head to see a pretty girl who looked like she had just walked out of a poem or painting, wearing a light-colored long skirt, looking quiet and beautiful, her name was Huang Xue.
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Hearing my words, Huang Xue was stunned, as if she had thought of something, and sat silently on the stone chair next to me: "Who is the person you want to see the most in your memory?"
” "It's hard to say."
I took out a five-dollar cigarette and knocked it on the high-end marble tabletop: "Didn't you still sit in a wheelchair the last time we met?"
Looks like I'm getting better after falling asleep?
” At the mention of falling asleep, Huang Xue's cheeks flushed slightly: "How can you chat like this?"
I thought you were a good person before. ” Shaking my head and smiling, I said no more and got up to leave.
"Wait a minute."
Huang Xue took out a few paintings from the bag she was carrying and handed them to me.
Pencil sketches, all drawn are a heroic and domineering "earth dog".
"White rising?"
From the appearance to the demeanor, I could tell at a glance that this painting was white.
"That kid of yours is a genius at drawing, and he drew all these pencil sketches."
"Wang Yu painted?!"
I suddenly remembered the strawberry colored pen drawings in the maternal and child health hospital, which may also be Wang Yu's works: "This kid is hidden deep enough, let him paint if he likes to paint, the world in his eyes may be different from ours." ” I picked up two pencil drawings and stuffed them into my pocket: "I have to put this drawing away, and if I have a chance to show it to her mother, maybe it will save my life." ” "Her mother?"
Huang Xue's bright eyes flashed with a trace of ripples, Huya bit his lip lightly, and asked ruthlessly: "Gao Jian, listen to what you mean, your relationship with Wang Yu's mother is extraordinary?"
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