what's weird

"Is it a phantom caused by misplaced lights?" Wang Hao asked suspiciously.

"I think it's because the pixels are blurred after the picture is enlarged." Anhui said, "The road administration department likes to save money on this. If we can learn about traffic control, we will save a lot of trouble in investigating cases."

What they said was not unreasonable, Gu Yizhi stared at the shadow, frowned, and said after a while: "Look down."

The video continued to play, and Tang Xiaoyi stood up and started to walk down the embankment. It was already 47:[-].She plunged into the river, stretched her hands, and walked forward numbly, gradually disappearing in the video screen.

"Did she really commit suicide?" An Hui opened her mouth wide.

"I have met her roommates, and they all said that she is a very sunny and cheerful person, and she has no reason to commit suicide." Gu Yizhi said, "Besides, her behavior does not match the characteristics of suicide."

"Why do I feel..." Wang Hao stroked his chin and guessed, "She seems to be possessed by a demon?"

"Please, we are the police, how can you say such superstitious words." An Hui pushed him.

"Believe it or not, there are some things that can't be explained by science." Wang Hao said, "When I was a child, I saw a person who was possessed by an evil spirit in my hometown. He talked to himself all day long and refused to let anyone approach him. Later, he asked the witch to come over. Put your chopsticks upright, and you'll be fine the next day!"

"What are vertical chopsticks?" An Hui asked suspiciously.

"My mother said that children can't see dirty things, so I won't let me see them, but I heard from adults that they knocked with an empty bowl, and after knocking, put the chopsticks in the bowl, and the ceremony is complete." Wang Hao said from memory.

"A vertical chopstick is considered to exorcise ghosts? What you said is too mysterious!" An Hui curled her lips, completely disbelieving, "I think Tang Xiaoyi has hallucinations after taking some kind of medicine, and her body is not controlled by consciousness. Yi stop, what do you think?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out. An Hui, just go and investigate if Tang Xiaoyi has been exposed to this aspect recently." Gu Yizhi said.

"Okay, I'll go right away." An Hui had a straightforward personality, and she didn't forget to give Wang Hao a hand before leaving, "Remember, we are the people's police under socialism, and we must believe in science!"

"It's better to believe in something than nothing!" Wang Hao shouted at her back unwillingly.

The video was still playing, and only the scenery was left on the screen. The river slowly brushed against the embankment, washing away all the traces left by Tang Xiaoyi.Wang Hao was about to turn off the video, but Gu Yizhi suddenly grabbed the mouse and pressed the pause button, drew a circle on the screen with his finger, and said, "Look here."

At that position, there was a human silhouette.

"What is this?" Wang Hao zoomed in on the picture, and he could clearly distinguish the head and limbs.Although he said that Tang Xiaoyi's actions resembled an evil spirit, he believed in science more in his heart. However, the black mist of popularity in front of him smashed his world view like a hammer, "Could it really be..."

"Get the surveillance video of the other victims!" Gu Yizhi said coldly.

The night view of Yicheng has always been beautiful. The flashing neon lights and rainbow-like car taillights interweave a colorful picture. There are few pedestrians on the road. The fragrance of flowers, plants and trees is more intense in the silence, and the street lights are like solidified stars. , covering the entire city.

Gu Yizhi dragged his exhausted body into the elevator and pressed the button on the seventh floor.

He and Wang Haoning checked the surveillance video in front of the computer until two o'clock in the morning, when the two returned home with bloodshot eyes.

He guessed right. The third deceased, Irene, looked up frequently when she walked into the elevator. She was not looking at the camera, but at the "person" standing there.It was a very shallow shadow, which almost merged with the silver steel wall of the elevator, so no one noticed it at the time, but in the surveillance screen of the first deceased, Gao Tingting, nothing appeared.

"Is there really a ghost?" Wang Hao's eyes widened.

Gu Yizhi thought of the cloud of black air on Tang Xiaoyi's body, and couldn't answer Wang Hao.

Because deep inside he resists the question.

He has no memory of before the age of seven, and his parents say he was in a car accident, suffered severe head injuries, and suffered from amnesia.He remembered waking up from the hospital, the strange man and woman hugged him, crying and laughing, he saw his face through the window glass, but couldn't remember anything, since then his world had started from scratch.

"Forget it and forget it, anyway, it's just some mischievous things."

Everyone said that, so he didn't know when, and he was slowly relieved.Perhaps childhood memories are really the most irrelevant to a person.

Gu Yi sighed, the elevator door opened slowly, he walked out distractedly, and looked up at the big "9" on the opposite wall.

what happened?Pressed the wrong floor?

He scratched his head, walked into the elevator again, and pressed down heavily on the seventh floor.The elevator descended slowly, and when the door opened again, the dazzling "9" was still on the wall.

Is the elevator broken?

He stood in the corridor and glanced left and right. Anyway, there were only two floors, so he had to take the stairs.He pushed open the fire door and stomped his feet, but the sensor light didn't turn on, so he had to turn on his phone and walk down.

It was already past two o'clock in the morning, and the corridor was pitch-black, and I couldn't see my fingers.Gu Yizhi walked very slowly, trying not to make a sound, so as not to disturb others' rest. There were some sundries piled up at the corner, which was barely enough for one person to pass through.He squeezed through with great effort, thinking that the property must be cleaned up tomorrow. The safety passages are so stuffed that if there is a fire, there is no hope of escape.

The light of the mobile phone went out at this time, his steps stopped, and his hand subconsciously stretched out to the railing, and suddenly touched a cold and stiff object, and he could even feel the joints and hair on it.

Gu Yizhi was startled, retracted like an electric shock, his phone was turned on, and there was nothing here except the handrails covered with iron embroidery and messy steps.

He has been a policeman for three years, and he has come into contact with countless corpses, plus his experience as a trainee in the police academy, he is sure that it was a person's hand.

A dead man's hand.

He walked quickly to the apartment, unlocked the door, turned on the light switch, closed the door tightly, and panted against the wall.

He didn't know what he was afraid of. The thinking his parents instilled in him since childhood was atheism. No matter how complicated the case was, he could handle it calmly. Even Qi Zhen praised that he was born to be a policeman. It's a corpse, and it won't make him feel the way he does now.

What he was afraid of was not the hand or the corpse, what he was afraid of was something more distant.

He couldn't remember what it was.

The room was very quiet, and the bright lights gradually calmed his mind. He took a deep breath, walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water. The moment he turned around, his movements froze.

On the snow-white wall, there was a black-red handprint imprinted impressively.

Handprints of a woman.

The alarm rang quickly, and Gu Yizhi woke up suddenly, and found himself lying on the sofa in the living room. He rubbed his sore temples and went into the bathroom, turned on the tap and poured some cold water on his face, took off his clothes and went to the bathroom. into the bathroom.

He has been exercising since he was a child, and coupled with the years of high-intensity physical training at the police academy, he has already built up his muscles. His six-pack abs once made Wang Hao envious.He has several wounds on his back, which were scratched by stones when he rescued a child who fell into the water during training a few years ago. He also won an award for this. He told his parents about it when he returned home from vacation, and they were terrified. .

"Son, can you stop working so hard? We are still counting on you to die in retirement!" Although he said so, the certificate of merit is still pasted in the most conspicuous place of the living room, alongside the book-smelling decorations around him. out of place.

Gu Yizhi counted the days, and it seems that he hasn't been home for more than half a year. Next month is the old man's birthday, so it's time to go back and have a look.

He took a bath towel and wiped it on his body indiscriminately, wrapped it around his waist, and walked out of the bathroom barefoot with dripping hair.

Sunlight poured in from the window, and the room was very bright. He opened the refrigerator with squinted eyes, and took out a can of beer and a piece of bread from it.

He put the bread in his mouth and opened the beer casually.

The walls were gleaming white, with a soft luster under the sunlight, and the bloody handprints last night were like his illusion.

Probably really dazzled by watching the surveillance!

He walked to the sofa and sat down, suddenly jumped up again, threw the beer and bread on the table, rushed into the bathroom and rummaged through the clothes he had just changed, and rushed back to the living room to search in the sofa, TV cabinet, and drawers for a long time .

...Where is Tang Xiaoyi's cell phone?

In the villa on the top of the mountain, the evidence that Gu Yizhi couldn't find after searching the house was lying on Fengze's table safe and sound, the sunlight poured in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, the courtyard was shaded by trees and flowers, and Fengze was sitting under the sun umbrella , leisurely eating the morning tea prepared by the servant.

He is a person who is very picky about food, and the decoration and facilities of the kitchen are even better than those of a five-star hotel, especially for the two chefs, frying any dish casually is an art, so he is very proud of himself that day. The act of sitting in a dirty, run down diner drinking cheap beer is incredible.

Maybe people sometimes do some incomprehensible things, like him taking away that mobile phone, like Gu Yizhi giving Lao Li money for the excuse of eating.

Ye He came out of the house, bowed slightly, and said, "Young master, the second master is here."

"Oh? This is really a rare visitor!" Feng Ze smiled, and slowly drank the coffee in his hand before standing up and walking into the room.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room is a man in his fifties, with gray temples and deep wrinkles on his forehead, which seem to have never been stretched. His eyes are full of energy, and he always looks at people with an air of scrutiny. , holding a string of small-leaf red sandalwood bracelets in his hand, the particles are large and uniform, and the patina is oily, which is very valuable at first glance.

"Second Uncle, what brought you here." Feng Ze walked in and said calmly.

"I haven't seen you for a while, but this room is still the same." Feng Baichuan didn't look at him, but looked around and said.

"Second Uncle Lao is thinking about it. Of course, I must take good care of the property left by my ancestors." Feng Ze said with a smile, "Why don't I ask someone to clean up the guest room, and Uncle Second can stay here for a few days."

"No need, I'm here this time for Fengyue's business." Feng Baichuan's voice was low, revealing a trace of majesty, "She has already returned to China a few days ago.

"Then congratulate Second Uncle first. In the future, there will be daughter Cheng Huan at his knees, so I won't have other idle thoughts." Feng Ze said lightly.

"Feng Ze, even if you are the head of the Feng family now, I am still your elder!" Feng Baichuan showed a displeased expression.

"Of course, I always keep my second uncle's teachings in mind." Feng Ze leaned forward and said seriously.

"I don't want to mention the past, this time I just want to tell you that Feng Yue has returned to China now, and as the head of the sect, you should have the bearing of being the head of the sect." Feng Baichuan suppressed the anger in his heart.