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The taxi Zhuang Huai was talking about was following the police car, but after turning a corner, it drove away.

I looked at Zhuang Huai in confusion.

"I've seen it twice. You should be able to get to Waigou Village by taking this road." Zhuang Huai glanced at the navigation system in the car.

I didn't adjust the map on the navigation, but since Zhuang Huai said so, there must be some basis for it.

I didn't remember the license plate of Chen Zian's taxi, and I couldn't tell whether the taxi just now was Chen Zian's.

Zhuang Huai didn't care much about this.

After a while, Zhuang Huai's cell phone rang.

There are not many cars in Huixiang, but there are not many taxis. There are still many cars, vans and trucks. Looking at the traffic over the past two days, the traffic order here is certainly not good. Not only are the drivers careless, but the road planning is not very thorough. At least it is not like Minqing City, where there are traffic lights, cameras, yellow lines and white lines everywhere...

Zhuang Huai paid attention to traffic rules and pulled over before answering the phone.

"Hey, um, oh...what else have you discovered? Hmm...Okay, I understand. We are going to Waineck Village. Don't worry, it's nothing. You can't talk about it in the bureau for now, but those in the field ..." Zhuang Huai paused for a while, "Let them be careful."

Zhuang Huai hung up the phone and put the phone away.

While restarting the car, Zhuang Huai said, "It's Wang Xiaopeng's call."

I couldn't help but turn my head to look at Zhuang Huai. Lu Qiaolan, who was sitting in the back row, also set her sights on Zhuang Huai.

"The body has been returned to the bureau. The forensic doctor here in Huixiang did an autopsy. The result was that the death was caused by trauma. The body they saw was different from what we saw." Zhuang Huai said, "The deceased's face was damaged He was severely injured, not only disfigured but also severely deformed.”

I was stunned, "Where's the hair?"

"The hair is a wig glued to the wound. They are still investigating the origin of the wig." Zhuang Huai replied.

"I saw at that time that the hair was growing on top, and there was no face, and the wound..." I wanted to talk about what I discovered, but sadly I realized that it didn't make sense.

Those of us who experienced that incident all know that it was haunted and that a ghost killed someone, but for those who have not personally experienced it, this is a strange case. The strange thing is not that it is haunted, but that the cause of death is a mystery and we don’t know who the murderer is. And the testimony we can provide will also be regarded as an error in judgment after being frightened.

Listening to Zhuang Huai's tone, I'm not sure what Wang Xiaopeng was thinking. He wants to believe in science, but now he should suspect that he was overly frightened and hallucinating.

Zhuang Huai trusts us very much, and it can also be said that he trusts himself very much.

At least, the movements of Meng Yifan's body and the scene in the mirror were all seen by him. Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing would not happen.

Zhuang Huai suddenly said: "It's driving in front of us."

I listened to him and looked forward subconsciously.

Ahead is a taxi.

I didn't remember Chen Zian's license plate, nor the license plate of the car just now. I don't know if the car in front of me is the same one.

Zhuang Huai is a policeman, so he may have been trained in this area. He remembers it very clearly, and he is sure of it now.

In just one phone call, the car was in front of us. This is really the same place we are going to.

The other party didn't seem to notice us and was driving very slowly.

Zhuang Huai drove the car next to the other party.

One look at the driver's seat and now I was sure.

Chen Zian was sitting there.

Chen Zian was looking around, hesitant, but after noticing our police car next to him, he showed an embarrassed expression and immediately greeted us shamelessly.

Zhuang Huai did nothing and continued driving.

His speed was normal. Chen Zian's speed was slower just now. Now Chen Zian's speed has become normal and he is following us in a dignified manner.

I'm a little speechless.

Chen Zian was afraid that he hadn't seen us before, so he became suspicious and didn't know where we had gone. Now he acted like a fool.

"Let him follow?" I asked.

Zhuang Huai said: "I have no right to seal off Wainneck Village, nor do I have the right to arrest him."

This is a fact.

The two cars left the urban area of ​​Huixiang one after another. The road changed from an asphalt road to a dirt road. The low buildings on both sides were gone and turned into farmland.

There was only a bare road left on the map on the navigator, so there was no need for beeps.

I kept driving like this, and I felt a little hungry.

The morning passed like this. Now there is no village in front, no shop behind, and no place to eat. There are no people on the road, and the farmland is gradually becoming deserted.

It's really going further and further away.

The navigator finally prompted that the destination was five hundred meters ahead, which was Wainneck Village.

But I looked around and saw nothing.

I don’t know where the navigation is located in Waineck Village.

Five hundred meters later, I saw a boundary marker on the roadside.

This is not because I am sharp-eyed, but because Zhuang Huai stopped here. Only then did I see the boundary marker surrounded by weeds.

The words on it are a little crooked, but people can recognize it. It is indeed the words "Crooked Neck Village", which makes people dumbfounded.

Zhuang Huai got out of the car, pushed aside the weeds, and looked at the boundary markers carefully.

Chen Zian, who was behind, stuck his head out of the car and asked loudly: "Hey, comrade police, I'm going to starve to death. Let's go into the village quickly and find a place to eat. What's so good about those broken rocks?"

I also wonder what Zhuang Huai is looking at.

As Chen Zian said, the boundary monument is like a broken stone.

I don’t know if there are boundary markers in Minqing, but the boundary markers I’ve seen are either the ones on China’s border in photos, the boundary markers on national highways, all taken by tourists and reporters, or the only ones in Hongtou Village. That boundary monument.

Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable. To describe it in one sentence, it is "unlucky".

I looked at the boundary marker of Waineck Village. Apart from the ugly words, there was nothing much. I didn't feel any yin energy or anything like that.

Zhuang Huai not only looked at the boundary marker carefully, but also reached out to push it. After returning to the car, he frowned tightly.

"What's wrong with the boundary monument?" I asked.

"That is not a formal boundary monument, not one made by the state." Zhuang Huai replied.

"Maybe it's from before the founding of the People's Republic of China?" I mentioned a possibility.

I don't understand the history of the boundary monument, I just make logical inferences and analysis.

Zhuang Huai shook his head, "No matter who built it, they shouldn't have used such irregular stones and irregular characters."

When I thought about it, I found that what Zhuang Huai said made sense.

"Moreover, the navigation points to the area where the boundary monument is located. Apart from the boundary monument, there are no other landmarks around here." Zhuang Huai added.

I was about to say something, but changed my mind: "Wait, stop the car!"