Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

The woman in the painting is probably in her thirties, with an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and upturned lips. She has a natural smile, but the ambition in her eyes makes her look difficult to talk to.

Shen Wanci's paintings are extremely expressive, and he even drew a few freckles on both sides of the bridge of his nose.

Mr. Jiang frowned and looked at the woman in the painting.

"This is what she looked like more than ten years ago. She should be over fifty now, but the outline of her facial features has not changed much, but there are a few more wrinkles on her face."

The last time she took a quick glance at City A, she only caught the other person's profile. She was afraid that the details would be biased and mislead others, so she drew Aunt Su when she was young.

Mr. Jiang put the painting away and said, "I don't know him."

The only thing he could be sure of was that this woman had no relationship with the Jiang family, at least not on the surface, but behind the scenes, he had to check.

"It seems that it was the painting she asked my mother to restore," Shen Wanci told Mr. Jiang what she had said when she was in City A. "The two of them also said it was her who wanted to see me."

"So you just got in the car? You are not familiar with this place, you think you have nine lives? If not..." Mr. Jiang paused: "Don't be so aggressive in the future. No grudges or hatred are as important as your own life." .”

Shen Wanci: "If not what?"

Mr. Jiang did not answer. His mind was now focused on the grave in front of him. This was already the edge of the cemetery. This was the last grave in the row. The tombstone was blank. "There is no inscription on this tombstone."

Not even a date.

Shen Wanci took a look and said, "Is it because of professional sensitivity and inconvenience?"

She looked around. Except for the lack of words on the tombstone, this tomb was no different from the others.

Even so, Shen Wanci subconsciously took a closer look, and suddenly frowned: "Huh?"

Mr. Jiang: "What's wrong?"

"There seems to be something attached to this tombstone."

"Is there something stuck on it?" He walked to the tombstone, stretched out his hand and touched around the tombstone, and pressed on the center of the tombstone where the words were engraved. His face gradually became serious, and he used his nails to pick up the sticking thing. One corner is a waterproof membrane, the same color as the tombstone. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell it at all.

"..." Mr. Jiang was silent for a moment, then took a step back and called Shen Wanci over: "Tear it off and take a look."

Shen Wanci's mind was full of questions, and she looked at him with wide eyes in disbelief. Was this too casual? They were neither family members nor the cemetery management office, so they just started tearing up someone's tomb with their own hands?

"This is not good. The dead person is the most important. What if he comes to me at night?" Although she believes in science, she still has some taboos. According to her mother, when she was a child, she would cry at night for ten and a half days. Months of crying were around Qingming Festival and July and a half, so I had to take her to write a letter every time. No matter how long I cried, she would be fine the same night after I finished the letter.

In addition, the cemetery was an eerie place, and she didn't have the guts to reach out.

Although people are said to be scarier than ghosts, she is still more afraid of ghosts than people.

Mr. Jiang: "I thought you were not afraid of anything."

"..."

Shen Wanci didn't dare, and he didn't force it. He started to tear down the corner he had just raised. The waterproof film was a little tight and the area was large, so it was not easy to tear off. Shen Wanci thought about it and went to help. .

Mr. Jiang laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid that he will come to find you at night?"

Shen Wanci raised her head and gestured for her to look at the bright surveillance camera above her head: "Compared with him coming to me at night, I'm more afraid that you will be caught by the management office if you slow down. When the time comes, it will be exposed by the media, and the title will be written : Shocked, a man and a woman actually did such an unlimited thing to a tombstone, and it can be trending for half a month."

Mr. Jiang couldn't help but laugh: "Then you have to speed up. The management office is here. It takes at most ten minutes to run."

As the waterproof membrane was torn away, the real surface of the tombstone was exposed, leaving a blank space where the photo should have been.

Is it really just a blank monument?

As soon as this thought came to mind, I saw the black words. Although there was only one head, it at least proved that it was not blank.

When most of the word was revealed, Shen Wanci made a movement with her hand. It turned out to be the word "深". She turned to look at Mr. Jiang. The other man's face was calm and calm, without the slightest surprise, as if he had known it for a long time. .

Shen Wanci thought that when he touched the tombstone just now, the arc of his finger movement seemed to be traceable.

A warning sound from the management office for eviction came from the loudspeaker. The two of them speeded up their hands. The waterproof membrane was completely torn off, and the words inside were also revealed: Tomb of Shen Anqiao.

This is obviously not a formal way of writing. There is no date of birth, no identity of the person who built the monument, and no mention of whether the tomb owner is male or female.

Shen Wanci held the waterproof film in her hand and opened her eyes in disbelief: "What's inside is...no, I personally put my mother's ashes into the tomb back then, and she was obviously buried in Guanshui Mountain. I go there every year Worship, her grave is in good condition, with no trace of damage."

Mr. Jiang's eyebrows were also twisted. He stared at the words on the screen: "This may be a tomb. The other party clearly erected a monument and a tomb, but they wanted to cover it up. It seems that the other party does not want to be known. Who is he worshiping? Let’s go and go to the management office to check the family members’ information first.”

Shen Wanci: "Could it be Aunt Su?"

Those two people said that Aunt Su was born and raised in City A, so who does she come to Kyoto to pay homage to every year?

As soon as they reached the halfway point, they were stopped by people from the management office. "Who are you two? Do you know that you are legally responsible for deliberately damaging tombstones? Come with us to the management office."

On the way, Mr. Jiang sent a message.

Shen Wanci was still thinking about how to get the people in the management office to speak, but as soon as he walked to the door, the person in charge came out and said, "Mr. Jiang, I have been notified. If you want to know anything, just tell me .”

Mr. Jiang: "Has anyone come to pay homage to that blank monument over the years?"

"Yes, the cleaner in charge of cleaning complained before, saying that the person didn't bring any sacrifices when he came to worship. He just stood for a while every time. He was completely insincere."

"Is there surveillance?"

"That was all last year, and the surveillance has been cleared up a long time ago." Afraid of him being blamed, the person in charge hurriedly explained: "As you know, the cemetery is no different than other places, it is the same every day. If there is no emergency, the surveillance is normal. Won’t stay long.”

"Then please help me check who the family members of that tomb are. Has the tombstone never had a name? Haven't you ever asked?"

The person in charge asked someone to check it when he received the call from the superior. Now he hurriedly retrieved the information: "Mr. Jiang, you see, the name, phone number, and relationship with the deceased are all registered here. When I took over, the The tomb is just a blank monument, and we don’t know the specific reason. If the family is willing to erect it like this, we can’t help it.”