My phone can catch ghosts

His wife's name is Lin Qiaoyun, who is 11 years younger than Dong Qinghe. Although she was born in a poor family, she is naturally beautiful.

People who saw the couple said that it was a flower stuck in cow dung, and it was old stinky dung.

Because of this, rumors about his wife Lin Qiaoyun spread all over the streets.

Six months ago, Dong Qinghe's wife died of illness suddenly, and some people said that Dong Qinghe was the victim.

"Do you think it's possible what they said? Dong Qinghe really killed his wife?"

Jiang Rong, who also heard the conversation next door, was shaken again.

Luo Hao shook his head and said, "No matter how good a person is, someone will scold him, and no matter how bad he is, someone will praise him. It's all due to jealousy. Who knows if it's true or not."

"They're gone, we'll follow."

At this time, at the door of the pharmacy, a pile of medicinal materials had been loaded into the cart, and He Ping and Dong Qinghe were pushing the cart and were about to leave.

Luo Hao and Jiang Rong hurried downstairs and followed.

Luo Hao and Jiang Rong followed Dong Qinghe for most of the day. He went to several big families, delivered some medicinal materials, and finally went to two medical clinics.

One of them is Yunhetang, but when he arrived at Yunhetang, Dong Qinghe didn't have any abnormalities, and he was just concerned about Xiaowei who didn't come to the clinic today and was said to be sick.

In the afternoon, He Ping, who had finished his work, repeatedly rejected Dong Qinghe's invitation and left with his wages.

"Now you won't doubt Brother Dong anymore. That Xiaowei must have lied. Brother Dong is too simple, and many people are spreading rumors about him behind his back..."

As soon as He Ping came back, he began to talk endlessly about Dong Qinghe's goodness, even his address to Dong Qinghe became a lot more friendly.

After listening to He Ping's story, Jiang Rong also felt that they had guessed wrong, maybe it was Xiaowei who lied, or maybe Dong Qinghe really did such a thing, but in fact there were other difficulties.

"No, I am now more sure that Dong Qinghe has a problem."

Luo Hao's hand knocking on the table suddenly stopped, and he said with a serious expression.

"But you've seen Brother Dong's personality, Luo Hao. If it's because of the rumors that he killed his wife, those are villains slandering him and can't be taken seriously." He Ping retorted urgently.

Luo Hao shook his head and said, "Uncle He, it's not because of this."

"then you……"

He Ping continued to speak, but was interrupted by Jiang Rong.

"Uncle He, let Luo Hao finish first."

"Oh." He Ping honestly closed his mouth.

"Other times, Dong Qinghe behaved normally, but only when delivering medicinal materials in Yunhetang, he met a pregnant woman inside."

"Today, there are many pregnant women who come to Yunhetang to buy anti-fetal drugs. I noticed that whenever a pregnant woman walks by Dong Qinghe, he will subconsciously run away."

He Ping couldn't help asking after hearing Luo Hao's narration.

"When you meet pregnant women, you need to be careful. I was also afraid of running into them when I was moving goods, so I hid far away."

Luo Hao smiled and explained: "This is a normal behavior, but Dong Qinghe's expression is too weird."

"Strange?" Jiang Rong asked suspiciously.

Luo Hao looked at He Ping and said, "Although Uncle He will avoid pregnant women, he is not afraid of contacting him. He will even politely remind them to pay attention to safety and help pregnant women carry things."

"But Dong Qinghe is the complete opposite. When he meets a pregnant woman, he will subconsciously avoid the other party's sight, afraid to look at her."

"A few times when pregnant women talked to him, his face turned red, and he stuttered badly, and his legs would move back unconsciously."

Jiang Rong couldn't quite understand the meaning of Luo Hao's words, and said, "So what does this performance prove?"

"Facial expressions can reveal a person's true inner emotions, which are micro-expressions, and Dong Qinghe's micro-expressions prove that he is very guilty, resistant, and guilty of pregnant women."

Jiang Rong recollected the meaning of Luo Hao's words, and immediately understood, with a smile on her excited face, she said: "So you mean that our direction is not wrong, Dong Qinghe really has a problem, he showed it in front of others Is everything a disguise?"

Looking at the smile on Jiang Rong's face, Luo Hao felt like he was in the spring breeze. The less often a person smiles, the prettier the smile will be once he does.

"You should smile more." Luo Hao looked at Jiang Rong and said.

When Luo Hao said such words suddenly, Jiang Rong's face turned rosy, and she felt embarrassed for the first time.

He Ping, who was on the side, heard Luo Hao's theories about micro-expressions, his unturned head was completely muddled.

"Forget it, Luo Hao, you are so smart, you must be right, as long as you can catch the murderer and avenge my wife, it doesn't matter who he is." He Ping simply gave up thinking about it and chose to believe in Luo Hao.

"Then let's go next..."

In the small group of three, Luo Hao has now become the backbone.

"Then go straight to Huanglong and go to his house to look for clues. No matter how shrewd a person is, he will show his flaws."

As it was getting dark, Luo Hao and Jiang Rong rushed to Dong Qinghe's house at night.

Dong Qinghe's home is an old mansion. According to He Ping, this old house is the place where Dong Qinghe was born and raised when he was a child.

"He's a nostalgic person." Luo Hao muttered.

"I'll let Xiaobai go in first to see the situation," Jiang Rong said.

"Okay." Luo Hao nodded in agreement.