Adventures of a middle-aged uncle

Do ghosts really exist in this world?

If Wang Zhiqiang disappeared from the fall from the seventh floor, it can be explained that he survived a catastrophe, but now He Hao and I are standing in the monitoring room watching the video recorded last night, it can only be explained as "hell."

The monitoring probe has no dead angle, but it can only detect the lens 3 meters below the ground. In order to protect the privacy of the employer, it will not shine on the window.

However, at the place where Wang Zhiqiang fell, we watched it over and over a dozen times, and nothing landed at this time of night.

That is to say, Wang Zhiqiang could not be found in the monitoring at all, he is a ghost without entity.

The weather at the end of August was still hot and dry, but after I came out of the monitoring room, I couldn't help trembling all over, and things that science couldn't explain appeared vividly before our eyes.

"Old Li, I'll answer the phone, you wait for me here." He Hao took out his phone as he spoke.

"It's been found out that the three strings of bracelets are indeed ordinary obsidian. At least we can't figure out what their functions are with modern scientific methods. But Zhang Xiong's mobile phone does have a real-time tracking system installed. As for Cheng Li's health medicine Both your red wine and your red wine have detected unknown substances, and we are currently confirming what the composition of this substance is, and what role they can play in combination with obsidian, which awaits their further verification."

He Hao looked at me and said seriously, we all realize now that Wang Zhicheng's revenge plan is almost perfect.

Without He Hao's intervention, all of this would have come to a perfect conclusion.

"Yesterday we watched the monitoring at the construction site, and there was no Wang Zhicheng. We only saw Zhang Xiong who was covered tightly. If Wang Zhicheng was not visible on the monitor, it means that Wang Zhicheng must have been at the scene when Zhang Xiong was killed. As for the migrant worker He said that he only saw one person, judging from his description, it was undoubtedly Zhang Xiong, either he couldn't see Wang Zhicheng at all, or Wang Zhicheng had already left.

There is no way to judge these two situations, and now we want to start with monitoring, which is hopeless. "

Listening to He Hao's statement of the matter, I suddenly had a very strange idea, which has nothing to do with He Hao's analysis, I just wondered whether Wang Zhicheng had anything to do with the black shadow on the photo.

I abruptly interrupted He Hao's statement and analysis, and told He Hao the thoughts that popped up in his head. He Hao listened, and frowned tightly again. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then let's We should go to Xiangyun Reservoir again."

Xiangyun Reservoir is still shaded by trees and has beautiful scenery. The lake water has injected a bit of coolness into this sweltering summer, but the mood of looking at the scenery is no longer what it used to be. How many lives have been buried in this calm, clear and waveless lake.Their bones were all sunk in the bottom of the lake and disappeared quietly.

"That day, I took a group photo with the three of them at this place." I took the photo and carefully compared the scenery by the lake, holding back the fear in my heart and not looking at the smiling head.

He Hao took the photo, confirmed the location and asked, "Who took the photo for you at that time."

"A fishing old man, he was very impatient at the time, afraid that we would disturb the fish he was catching." I recalled that the face of the old fisherman was not angry but majestic, seemingly peaceful, but with a strong aura. Old man, why do I have such a deep impression on an old man fishing.I have never forgotten his face.

"Let's wait here and see if the fisherman is here today. Find out about the situation." He Hao suggested.

I know that when everything is at a loss, this may be the only way to find a breakthrough.

Just say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive.Not far away, the fishing old man is walking here leisurely. He is wearing blue-gray loose long sleeves and black wide-leg pants.

The first thought that popped into my head was that this old man doesn’t look like a person from this century, he seems to have traveled from ancient times and experienced the baptism of time, every wrinkle is an unspeakable, long story.

"Uncle, do you still remember me?" I walked up to the old man first, and he gently raised his slightly pale eyebrows, and said an inaudible "huh" from his throat, as if he didn't want to talk to us, He avoided my self-centered turn and sat down in front of the lake with the ponytail open, arranging the fishing equipment with his hands.

The two of us became completely transparent people.

Seeing this, He Hao said, "Grandpa, you must know something from the way you look. Let's not talk dark words. What did you see that day?"

When He Hao asked such a question, I was stunned. He called the uncle in front of him Uncle. We are all in our 30s. It is not polite to call it that way. Or is it that He Hao did this on purpose, just to excite others? The old man spoke.

Sure enough, the old man said slowly, "Young man, you will suffer a disadvantage if you speak so aggressively. Besides, I don't know what you are talking about. How can you tell me not to speak secretly." Although his voice sounded very Vicissitudes, but the sound is like a bell, and the penetrating power is extremely strong.

"Hehe, sir, you really know how to joke. I think that you are really waiting for us on purpose because you don't change your fishing position every day."

He Hao changed his shouting tone, and instead said it in a joking tone.This makes me even more puzzled.

"Hahaha." The old man's laughter penetrated Hong Zhong. "The sun and the moon are shining together, the yang is weak and the yin is weak, and everything is waiting for an opportunity to come out. This is the way of heaven, and it is actually the cycle of cause and effect."

This sentence made me shiver uncontrollably, and my hands began to tremble involuntarily. Yes, cause and effect reincarnation, every cause must have an effect.

"Master, although good and evil will be rewarded in the end, people will always be kind." He Hao's tone became more sincere, which made me feel that the old man was even more unpredictable.

"Young man, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business." The old man said leisurely again.

This time I didn't wait for He Hao to speak, and knelt heavily on the stone road, "Master, if you know a way to resolve it, please tell me."

"Li Ming, you..." He Hao wanted to reach out and pull me up.I refused to get up and still knelt on the ground.

At this time, the old man looked back and waved to He Hao, "That young man who is standing, come here."

He Hao glanced at me and walked forward.

The old man whispered a few words in his ear, and when He Hao turned to look at me, there was a hint of hatred on his face, and he pulled me up.Said, "Go, begging him is useless."

I was dragged and stumbled, but I didn't intend to continue pestering that old man, or at this moment, I realized that being able to know He Hao is already a great fortune in my life.

"Actually, he still said a few useful words." He Hao said to me as he took me a short distance away.

"What?" I asked puzzled.

"The world is far from being as simple as we imagined. Things that science can't explain clearly can only be solved according to the supernatural." He Hao sighed.

"Then what did he tell you?" Originally, I didn't intend to ask, but since He Hao mentioned it, I didn't hold back my curiosity.

"It doesn't matter what he said. The important thing is, Lao Li, you must not give up your life easily. Life is really not easy, but there are too many things that confuse people's hearts." He Hao told me solemnly Said.

"I..." I don't want to die, but the idea of ​​suicide haunts me all the time. If it's not because I still think about my wife and children now, it is very likely that I have already redeemed my past.

He Hao glanced at the phone and said, "Let's go, let's go to the police station. Bai Xiao has a clue."

Bai Xiao was very happy when she saw He Hao. She invited us to sit down in a small cafe near the police station, handed He Hao a sealed file bag, and said in a low voice deliberately, "Senior, this is the biggest relationship between me and Xiao Zhao." The past deeds of Qi Qi and Wang Zhicheng were as far as possible,

I found that the two of them hadn't met at all since junior high school, and..." Bai Xiao hesitated to speak.

"Say." He Hao looked at Bai Xiao.

"The information shows that Wang Zhicheng once had a wife. Her wife's name was Zhou Jiaqi, who was also in the same junior high school as Li Ming and the others..." Before Bai Xiao finished speaking, I exclaimed, "Zhou Jiaqi, Qi Qi's best friend in junior high school, she , she actually married Wang Zhiqiang."

In my previous impression, Zhou Jiaqi was a proud young lady, not to mention Wang Zhiqiang, she even disdained our squad leader's best Wang Bing, she would marry Wang Zhiqiang.

And I remember very deeply, she was the first among our classmates to go abroad, and she was an immigrant.

This was considered a myth in our city at the time. Zhou Jiaqi’s family was very rich, and even now there are many large supermarket chains under their family in Ruixiang City.

"Well, the point is that after Wang Zhiqiang and Zhou Jiaqi got married, Qi Qi's figure never appeared again, as if Qi Qi never existed. It's so strange, Qi Qi seemed to disappear out of thin air after attending their wedding .”

"No, you just said that Qi Qi and Wang Zhiqiang hadn't met at all since junior high school. If there was no intersection, why would Zhou Jiaqi go to the scene when she got married?" He Hao asked puzzledly. This is also a question that puzzled me.

Bai Xiao licked her dry lips, opened the file on the table anxiously, and took out a wedding photo from it.

On it is Zhou Jiaqi in a white wedding dress holding Qi Qi in a pale pink bridesmaid dress. Both of them are smiling very sweetly, but Zhou Jiaqi is smiling at Qi Qi with her head turned sideways, as if her smile can only bloom on Qi Qi .

Now, our clues are completely confused.

"As long as you've attended the wedding, it's impossible for you to have nothing to do with Wang Zhicheng. Bai Xiao, your description is not accurate at all. How did you learn it in the police academy?" He Hao taught Bai Xiao patiently, and Bai Xiao stuck out his tongue, feeling a little uncomfortable It's a good look.

"This photo cannot be used as evidence that Qi Qi and Wang Zhiqiang have an intersection, because I'm not sure if this photo was taken on their wedding day. Xiao Zhao found this photo on Zhou Jiaqi's Weibo a few years ago. He thinks It might be useful, so I printed it out."

"When did Zhou Jiaqi and Wang Zhiqiang get married? Are they still married? Where is Zhou Jiaqi?" He Hao's series of questions made Bai Xiao unable to answer for a while, so he could only say, "Senior, what did you ask?" The answers are all in the files, and I don’t understand a lot. After all, the information we collected is too fragmented, and I don’t have the ability to put them all into one line.

search. "

The reason why Bai Xiao became a policeman is very simple, it is because her father is a policeman, her mother is also a policeman, and there are only a few in the family.

Only one or two people are not policemen, others are.

So before Bai Xiao had figured out what he could become, his parents had already arranged for him to go to the police academy.

It wasn't until she went to the police academy that she realized that she wasn't cut out for this job at all. She had a straightforward mind, except for her strength and good looks.

Her head is just an ornament. Fortunately, after graduation, she became a small film policeman. She doesn't need much development, as long as she can live happily.So reasoning and analysis is really just guesswork.

He Hao sighed and said, "We'll take the file back and analyze it ourselves. Thank you for your help. I'll treat you to dinner next time."

"You don't need to thank me. If you invite me to dinner, um, just cook it for me in your small restaurant. I haven't eaten your cooking yet." As he spoke, his face turned red.

"Okay." He Hao watched Bai Xiaobunbun bouncing away with a faint smile on his face.

"Now it's just the two of us sorting out the clues, whether to go to the cafe or go back to my small restaurant." He Hao turned to me and said.

"Then go to your small restaurant, a coffee shop is not suitable." I suggested

"Okay, let's go then."

When we left the cafe, there was a road facing us. There were not many vehicles on the road. He Hao and I crossed the road one after the other. While I was still thinking about Bai Xiao’s sweet ambiguity towards He Hao, we came to meet him for a while. A silver van kept honking its horn at me, and I looked out the window, and a man with a square head and round face was yelling something at me anxiously and terrified.

Only then did I understand what had happened in my heart, and I wanted to escape immediately, but my body was so stiff that I couldn't move.

It's too late, it's too soon.

He Hao pushed me hard to the side of the road from behind, and he rolled to the other side.

With a piercing screech of the brakes, the entire body of the large truck hit a tree stump to the right and stopped.

I lay on the road and looked at the blue sky for the last time, "It's not easy to live."

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