Coming out of the back street, it was already dawn.

got into the car, and was just about to start the fire, when inadvertently, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a touch of red in the car.

Turning my head, I couldn't help but be stunned.

Also in the gap between the co-pilot, a corner of a red handkerchief was revealed.

With the handkerchief in my hand, I swallowed hard.

Yes, yes.

This silk handkerchief is made of the same material as the one that blindfolded me in the minibus.

From last night to now, only Sang Lan, Dou Dabao, Pan Ying, and Botou have been in my car.

Sang Lan and the others can't have such a handkerchief, then it can only be a bob head falling!

How could she have a red handkerchief?

Could it be that the three car accidents in a row are not ghostly, but man-made?

If that's the case, the ghost is going to hook the soul of the bob, and it's really not a loss.

But it's not right, the last train that Zhao Qi drove last night had an accident before I passed by, and Bobo was in my car at that time.

Even if Botou is a master of red handkerchiefs in the outer eight lines, she can't have the ability to control other cars to overturn in the air......

When I came to the hospital, I took advantage of the nurse's inattention and directly put Lao He's gossip mirror under Ji Yayun's pillow.

Unexpectedly, this scene was seen by Sang Lan.

"What are you doing? What did you put under my aunt's pillow? Sang Lan pulled me and asked, her voice had become very dry.

I pursed my lips and whispered, "Trust me, your aunt will be fine." You should eat, you should sleep, don't wait for her to wake up, you will be sick again. ”

"How can you be sure that my aunt is okay?" Sang Lan looked at me directly, "Why did she take a taxi to Pinggu in the middle of the night?" Why do car accidents happen? What are you hiding from me? ”

Hearing her ask, I couldn't help frowning, but I still patted her arm gently, "Trust me, I won't let anything happen to your aunt." ”

Dou Dabao came over and asked me, don't I have to go out of the car tonight? In that case, he would stay in the hospital to take care of it.

I nodded, asked him to stay, and told him that there was a gossip mirror under Ji Yayun's pillow. Let him take care of it.

Out of the ward, I took out my mobile phone, flipped out Zhao Qi's number, hesitated, and still didn't dial out.

I don't know what kind of relationship Zhao Qi has with Ghost Mountain now, but I have an inexplicable intuition, and I must have reservations about him.

But some of the things I'm going to do next can't be done by me alone. Instead, it needs the help of some people in the official face to be able to carry it out.

If I don't look for Zhao Qi, who should I look for?

Guo Sen is still in the hospital.

Jiang Bin......

The sheriff of the Eastern District Bureau has only heard a little about me, and I don't know anything about him.

No, he certainly can't.

I flipped through my phone's address book line by line and finally clicked on a number.

……

The co-pilot's door opened, and Gao Zhan came in: "I've already checked the Fang Qi you said, he is a stall magician, and he has no other background." ”

I nodded, put on gear, and kicked the throttle out.

"Is this incident so evil? Do we have to open this shabby rent? Gao Zhan asked me.

I grinned and pressed the counter down, "That's not it, it's just doing a line of love." I'm renting out now, and I can make money no matter what. ”

"Damn, you're using me as a fat cow to slaughter? I'll do you a favor, and I still have to pay for the car? ”

"Aren't you reimbursed?"

farts all the way to Little Lihai Township.

The car stopped at the same place where we had parked two nights before to bring Bo Botou back, and Gao Zhan and I got out of the car and walked towards the village.

Seeing a woman who looked like a village woman walking towards me, Gao Zhan and I looked at each other, Gao Zhan nodded, walked over and showed her her ID.

"Hello eldest sister, may I ask you, ...... in our village"

Gao Zhanlian described it with a gesture for a while, and finally said: "That woman has a bob head, that is...... It's like a mushroom. ”

The village woman was wary at first, but when she heard this, her eyes suddenly widened, "You're talking about Wei Wei, right?" ”

Gao Zhan glanced at me and nodded at the village woman, "Where is her house?" ”

"Are you really police?" The village woman was still a little skeptical.

I had to take out my ID and show it to her, "Sister, we are from the Pinggu County Public Security Bureau, and we are here to find ...... Looking for Weiwei, there are some things I want to ask her to assist in the investigation. ”

The village woman turned around and pointed in one direction: "Her house is over there, under the old locust tree, and the yard is her house." ”

Looking in the direction of her finger, sure enough, she saw an old locust tree with jagged branches.

"Ahem......"

Gao Zhan cleared his throat and wanted to ask something more, but he didn't expect the village woman to bow her head and leave in a hurry. Gao Zhan shouted twice, as if she hadn't heard it.

Looking around, I didn't see anyone else, Gao Zhan and I could only go straight to the old locust tree.

The yard is not big, and the gate is locked.

"Yes, it's locked." Gao Zhan shook his head and asked me, "Let's go find other people in the village first and find out about the situation of this bob?" ”

I was just about to nod my head when an old voice suddenly came from behind me: "What are you doing?" ”

When I turned around, I saw an old man with a hunched waist squinting at the courtyard gate opposite.

Gao Zhan stepped forward and asked the old man, "Uncle, do you know where the people from this family have gone?" ”

"People? And a fart guy! The old man stomped his feet as if he was being covered with hair, "Dead, dead!" ”

"What do you mean to be dead?" I don't really have a good impression of this old man.

It's not that every old man in the countryside is so kind, some people were bastards and village ruffians in the village when they were young, and they are still difficult to change when they are old.

This old man's face is really not very good, and at first glance he is a difficult lord to get along with.

"No one lives, isn't it dead?" Sure enough, the old man was not angry when he opened his mouth.

I couldn't help but frown, I was about to say something.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from nowhere.

The wind came swiftly and quickly, as if it had come out of the ground.

Gao Zhan and I both narrowed our eyes.

The gusts of wind came and went so fast that I barely opened my eyes when I heard a cough that seemed to be choking.

"Ahem, ahem...... Bah...... Ahem......"

The old man rubbed his eyes, coughed incessantly, and spit something in his mouth, as if he had eaten something dirty.

When he eased up, Gao Zhan just wanted to ask, but saw the old man gritting his teeth and scolding:

"Malegobi, it's really dead and you don't let people stop, why don't you let Lord Yama put you in the oil pot!"

Immediately after, the old man "slammed" the door of his yard.

Listening to the movement inside, the latch was also attached.

"When this old man was young, he ......" Gao Zhan looked at me and laughed dryly: "This is not a good stubble." ”

I smiled, and just wanted to say don't bother with him, but when I turned around, I saw that under the old locust tree, the originally locked courtyard door was actually opened.

Not only did the courtyard door open, but in the courtyard, there was also a white-haired old woman squatting.

The old woman squatted in the middle of the courtyard with her head down, her head down, unable to see clearly.

But seeing her actions clearly, I still couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill in my heart.

There was a fire in front of the old woman, and it seemed that she was burning paper in broad daylight.

Next to the fire, there are also some fruits, chickens, ducks and fish...... There was even a car and a house.

It's just that these things are all tied with paper, and they are a kind of thing that we rarely see... The blackened, brittle kind of 'paper'!