ghost stories

Han Xu shook off the hands around his shoulders, turned around abruptly, and stood face to face with Lu Yuan.He felt that his heart was beating very fast. The person in front of him had the same face as Lu Yuan, but exuded an aura different from Lu Yuan from the inside out.

Lu Yuan wouldn't laugh like this, Lu Yuan wouldn't take the initiative to hug him like this, and Lu Yuan wouldn't look at him jokingly like this.

This person is not Lu Yuan...

"Who are you?" Han Xu gritted his teeth and asked again.

Lu Yuan didn't answer, but just turned his head to look out the door, and Han Xu looked in his direction too.A man stood in the shadows outside the door, smiling at him.

Su Mo.

"Where's Lu Yuan?" Han Xu's voice tightened. He didn't expect Su Mo to appear at his home.He had always felt that Su Mo was a bit sexually evil, and with Lu Yuan's current weird state, his hands and feet were terribly cold.

"Isn't it like this?" Su Mo crossed his arms and propped his chin with his fingers.

"Fuck," Han Xu said softly, then suddenly raised his hand and slammed the self-painting can out of the door, "I'm asking you about Lu Yuan!"

The can hit Su Mo's heart very accurately, but it flew out through Su Mo's body as if it hadn't touched anything.The jar hit the wall behind Su Mo, making a loud noise.

Han Xu couldn't believe his eyes, Su Mo didn't have a body?

"I'll discuss something with you." Su Mo walked into the living room, frowned, and covered his eyes with his hands. All the lights in Han Xu's room were on, and he seemed to say to himself, "It's too bright."

All the lights in the room went out after he said this.

"Let me discuss something with you." After the lights went out, Su Mo sat down on the chair, the moonlight outside the window shone on him, and he felt unreal, "You agree, Lu Yuan will be fine in the future."

"What do you want?" Han Xu gritted his teeth and asked, and glanced at Lu Yuan who was still standing beside him. Lu Yuan had no expression on his face, and was bending over to look at the camera on the coffee table.

"Your body." Su Mo always had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were erratic.

Han Xu stared at Su Mo, but he didn't come to his senses for a long time, his body?What's the meaning?

"I have a boyfriend." Han Xu replied, he was not a fool, he understood Su Mo's meaning after a few seconds, even though he couldn't understand the meaning.

Su Mo laughed, reached out his hand to touch the camera, the camera cracked with a "snap", and a puff of dark green smoke burst out from the crack, slowly converging into a cloud in Su Mo's palm. A small piece of crystal: "How about it? As long as you promise, Lu Yuan will come back."

"No." Han Xu was very straightforward.

"Huh?" Lu Yuan turned his head, "Don't you like him very much?"

"If you want it, you don't need my consent, just like you don't need Lu Yuan's consent." Han Xu paused, a little bit desperate, and at worst, he would be like Xu Jiayin, "I don't believe you at all, I don't even You're not sure about anything."

"That's right." Su Mo stood up and walked out the door, "That's how it is."

He passed by Han Xu, and there was a gust of cold wind. Han Xu felt an inexplicable tiredness hit him, like a person who hasn't rested for a long time, so eager to close his eyes and have a good sleep.

Lu Yuan reached out to catch Han Xu who fell forward: "If he can't..."

"Then find another one." Su Mo's voice came from the air, and his figure had disappeared into the night outside the door.

Sunlight came in through the cracks in the curtains, Lu Yuan lay on the pillow, opened one eye and checked the time on the phone, it was [-]:[-].His head was heavy, and he propped himself up reluctantly. At ten o'clock today, there was a meeting of the task force in the bureau, and both he and Jiang Zhiming had to attend.

There has been a bit of panic lately. There has been no progress at all in the extermination case over there, and the serial murder case here is also in the dark. The provincial special case team has been down for two days, and the death order to solve the case within a time limit is on their shoulders. Everyone is overwhelmed. Breathless.

Everyone was full of anger towards the murderer. Cheng Bo hadn't been home since the murder case, and spent every day in the office. His wife brought him a change of clothes and said a few words before being driven home. Yes, it is said that his wife has mentioned divorce twice before.

Lu Yuan was sitting on the edge of the bed. He was probably the only one among all the people who had no hope of solving the case. Only he felt that these two cases were done by "inhumans".No, there should be Peng Anbang. There is a text message from Peng Anbang early in the morning on the phone: I checked the information again. Jingling is a kind of resentful spirit. Only resentment can attract them. Did you find anything in Xu Jiayin's diary?

The diary was placed on the table, Lu Yuan took it over, and flipped through it from the beginning. There was very little content, and it didn't take long to read it. Except for the words that were visible to the naked eye, there was nothing else to be found.He sighed and stood up, maybe this thing should be shown to Meng Fanyu, and his room full of inexplicable books might give him another explanation.

"When are you free today?" He called Meng Fanyu.

"Do you want to come over?" Meng Fanyu's voice always sounded steady, which could make Lu Yuan feel at ease, "I can spare time for you."

"I have a meeting in the morning. Let's go find you at noon and have dinner with you. I have something to show you. It's...Xu Jiayin's diary. I just found it. I think it's a bit strange. See if you can see anything. I It’s mindless.” After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone, washed up indiscriminately, and went out.

After thinking about it, he opened the door and entered the house again, and opened Liuliu's cage: "Little thing, you can play outside, try to concentrate your shit, I'm very tired recently..."

Less than 20 minutes into the meeting, the meeting room was already like a scene of a fire alarm. Lu Yuan put his hands in front of his nose, resisting the desire to cough, and listened to the deputy director's yelling and cursing.

"Solve the case within a time limit of one month! Know what a time limit is, and how many days a month is! This case has already shocked the province, so do you need me to say more! I know everyone is under a lot of pressure, and I am even more stressed! My hair is falling out..."

Lu Yuan lowered his head, wanting to laugh a little. Didn't the deputy director's hair disappear when he went to practice in the technical department for many years?

"The investigation on Pingning West Street has just come to an end," Cheng Bo said, smoking a cigarette, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were bloodshot. "According to the records of neighbors, relatives and friends, the possibility of vendetta can basically be ruled out, and the general direction should be determined." In other ways..."

Lu Yuan didn't listen carefully to the following case report. His mind was full of Xu Jiayin's incomprehensible diary. He felt that he might need to apply for leave.Of course, he can only think about it. At this juncture, not to mention vacations, even normal rest days are almost becoming a beautiful imagination.

Jiang Zhiming stated the doubtful points of the autopsy, focusing on the unusual method of killing, and made a bold suggestion. The two cases were very different on the surface, but they could be merged.

"Old Jiang, tell me what you think." Not long after the meeting ended, Cheng Bo rushed into the office.Just as Lu Yuan changed his clothes and was about to leave, he was blocked at the door of the office.

"Are you going to eat? Come back later." Cheng Bo glanced at him.

"It's not my idea," Jiang Zhiming stretched his waist, moving his arms and pointing at Lu Yuan, "Lu Yuan's idea."

"Tell me." Cheng Bo turned around and stared at Lu Yuan.

"...What did I say?" Lu Yuan was a little bit broken, he didn't know how Jiang Zhiming came to such a conclusion, and now he said what he said with just a finger?

"I'm on fire right now, don't fucking mess with me." Cheng Bo sat down on the table, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"You told me that day in the car, just say it again." Jiang Zhiming reminded Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment, what he said to Jiang Zhiming was just his most helpless speculation at the time, and if he said it now as a reason for joint investigation, he might be punched away by Cheng Bo.

"That's it... I just... guessed it," Lu Yuan took two steps back and leaned against another table, "These two cases have one thing in common, there are penetrating wounds in the abdomen, and they are so big The wounds are not fatal, if you just want to kill, there is no need to open such a hole in the abdomen... unless there is some special need..."

"Special needs?" Cheng Bo didn't express any other emotions about Lu Yuan's outrageous analysis, but just asked.

"Well, there may be something in the abdomen of the deceased that the murderer is interested in..."

"The honey capsule that was sent for inspection?" Cheng Bo stared at Lu Yuan.

"Just possible."

"Can you understand that thing as having some kind of symbolic meaning?" Cheng Bo looked back on the table, but couldn't find the ashtray, so he directly pressed the cigarette out on Jiang Zhiming's table.

"Hello!" Jiang Zhiming jumped up and shouted.

"I can't explain this clearly. I just couldn't find a clue, so I guessed randomly..."

"If you have time, tell me what you guess randomly," Cheng Bo interrupted him, and walked out of the office door, "You can think of anything, you can do anything, anyway, it's a mess right now."

Lu Yuan watched Cheng Bo leave like a gust of wind, a little dazed, anything is okay?Is it really okay? If I say that those people are already dead before they are seen as "dead", but they still maintain a "living" life in a way that others cannot detect, can you accept it? ?

It is rare for Lu Yuan and Meng Fanyu to sit face to face in the restaurant for dinner like now.Meng Fanyu prefers to cook at home. When he was still studying, Lu Yuan often went to eat in the house he rented.In fact, Lu Yuan is quite willing to eat the rice cooked by Meng Fanyu. It is very delicate and tastes very special, and there is always a special fragrance.

"Let's eat at your house next time." Lu Yuan took a bite of the steak.

"Okay." Meng Fanyu didn't do much, he ate very little.

"You don't want to eat this?" Lu Yuan took the plate in front of him. He was very hungry today, and usually the two of them eat together, and he would often grab Meng Fanyu's food, and he would never let it go.

"You want me to read the diary?"

Lu Yuan took out the diary and handed it over: "You read it now?"

Meng Fanyu didn't make a sound, took the diary and opened the first page.In fact, he can guess what happened without reading the content. This is not the first time that this kind of thing has happened. He can't remember how much he has experienced.To him, this was just an ordinary matter. If he didn't deal with it, Su Mo would.

It was only because it was Xu Jiayin this time that he was sitting here, pretending to flip through the few words left by a soulless shell before finally disappearing.Except for Lu Yuan, he doesn't care about anyone's life and death, and to a certain extent, he can ignore Lu Yuan's life and death.

A few minutes later, Meng Fanyu closed the diary, raised his head and looked at Lu Yuan: "What do you want to ask me?"

"Curse," Lu Yuan pointed to the diary, "the last page, curse."

"There are many types of curses," Meng Fanyu leaned on the back of the sofa, "Is there a general direction?"

"Blood Curse." Lu Yuan didn't even think about it, this was the only clue Su Mo gave him.

Meng Fanyu was silent for a while, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a puff slowly, and smiled in the smoke he exhaled, he shouldn't ask me this question, Su Mo knows this question better than anyone else.

"The blood curse is the most lethal of all curses. Use your own blood as a guide... For things that hurt both sides, maybe the person who casts the curse and the person who is cursed in the end will be lost forever."