ghost stories

Invincible.

Lu Yuan looked at Meng Fanyu to make sure he wasn't trying to scare him.In fact, Meng Fanyu is not a person who likes to joke very much, and he would not make fun of Xu Jiayin's disappearance, but this sentence is still a bit untrue to Lu Yuan.

"Is there really such a thing as a curse? I really can't accept it..." But if there is any possibility, he will definitely not connect Xu Jiayin's disappearance with some mysterious event, even if he admits that there is something wrong in this world. After some things really cannot be explained by science, he still hopes to find relatively reasonable clues.

"Curse is spiritual power," Meng Fanyu casually put the diary back in front of Lu Yuan, "If you can't accept it, it can be understood as willpower."

"Do you have books, related books, information, etc., take a few for me to read." Lu Yuan subconsciously bit a lunch bag, without tasting the food in his mouth.Willpower?mental strength?Is it subconscious?

"Do you have time to watch? I heard that your case is very troublesome recently."

"Well, I have time to watch it if I want to. I don't care about solving the case. After the autopsy, it's over. Cheng Dui and the others will gradually loosen their belts." Lu Yuan smiled, and thought of those strange dead bodies, "Actually... The case may not be solved, and the time limit is also empty talk."

"how."

"The deceased is quite strange. I don't think it's an ordinary homicide." Lu Yuan hesitated, and then said, "I've never seen such a corpse anyway. Do you know that the time of death and physical symptoms don't match up."

"Is it okay to tell me these things?" Meng Fanyu looked at Lu Yuan.

"It's obviously a violation of discipline..." Lu Yuan smiled a little embarrassedly, "If you reveal the news, I will lose my job."

"Then let me consider a figure for the hush money, and you can just give it to me when you see it," Meng Fanyu waved to the waiter, "You can also give an IOU."

Lu Yuan took out his wallet to pay the bill, and when he was waiting for change, he heard the little girl at the table behind discussing the movie he just watched.

"I turned it off when I saw half of it, it was so scary, it was full of zombies..."

Lu Yuan's heart moved, and he glanced at Meng Fanyu. He was looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the street through the large floor-to-ceiling glass window with his head tilted, looking a little dazed.

"Fanyu, tell me," Lu Yuan knocked on the table, organizing words in his mind, "Is it possible for a person to appear in such a state..."

"Huh?" Meng Fanyu turned his head.

"I don't know what to say, but I can't understand it. During my autopsy, I found that the internal corruption of the corpses that died within 30 hours...I mean," Lu Yuan lowered his voice, "I can't explain this Phenomenon, the neighbors testified that the day before the murder, there was no abnormality, and I saw this woman shopping for vegetables..."

"You want to say that the person died at least a week ago." Meng Fanyu took his words.

"Yes," Lu Yuan paused, took the change from the waiter, stood up and walked towards the door with Meng Fanyu, "Xu Jiayin seems to be in this situation too..."

"Zombie?"

"Let me ask you, don't you always read these things? Are there any similar examples?" "The information in the book is only that there will be a corpse change if you don't bury for a long time, but it is different from the situation you mentioned." Meng Fanyu To answer truthfully, in most of the written materials, there is indeed only this kind of situation, which is often called the living dead. This phenomenon of corpse change is very different from what Lu Yuan said.

"Then this situation can't be explained?" Lu Yuan frowned. The deceased was definitely not a dead body or something. Before she "death", everything was as usual, breathing normally, eating and sleeping normally, and going out normally...

"No, if you can accept the distinction between body and consciousness, you can understand. The body is just... a carrier." Meng Fanyu raised his head and looked at the sky, how should I explain it to you?

carrier.Lu Yuan felt that the word was very familiar, as if it had been mentioned somewhere, but he couldn't remember the specific situation.Recently, my mind has always been in a mess, and my memory, which was already vague, has become even more unclear.

There are a lot of books in Meng Fanyu's office, so he picked out a few and handed them to Lu Yuan: "I don't know if it will help, you can read it first."

"Yeah." Lu Yuan took the book and flipped through it with his head bowed.

"If you want to understand these things, you have to put aside some original concepts first, such as material first, spiritual second, etc." Meng Fanyu lit a cigarette and stood in front of the window, "I know you don't know anything. I don’t believe it, but if you always look at some things with this mentality, you will never understand.”

"I know," Lu Yuan sighed. Facing what happened during this period of time, he had already shaken and doubted some cognitions that he took for granted, "I'm going back first. It's a meeting."

"Where did you put the amulet I gave you?" Meng Fanyu turned around and asked.

"Put it in the closet..."

"Take it with you, it's not too big."

Lu Yuan was stunned, Meng Fanyu's expression and tone were very serious, which made him a little nervous for no reason, carrying a talisman with him is a funny thing for a forensic doctor, but he still nodded: "Okay. "

I can’t take care of these now, just like what Meng Fanyu said, if you still firmly believe that there are no ghosts in this world, then all the problems in front of you will not be solved. If you start to believe in ghosts from now on, then take an amulet with you What's wrong with that.

When he returned to the office, Jiang Zhiming was smoking with his legs on the bed. There were two empty disposable lunch boxes on the table, and the whole room was shrouded in smoke. state.

"Are you on a date?" Jiang Zhiming saw Lu Yuan coming in, shook his toes, and raised his chin towards the two empty lunch boxes, "Throw them out for me."

"What are you worrying about? You look like Team Cheng." Lu Yuan took the lunch box and threw it into the trash can outside the door.

"The technical department can't provide useful evidence, and even the cause of death is still unknown. I'm in disgrace now. Uncle Cheng will put on a poker face when he sees me." Jiang Zhiming took his foot off the table and patted Lu Yuan shoulder, "I really want to tell him that it wasn't the inaction of the technical department, but the scene created by this kind of perverted murderer..."

The phone on the desk rang, interrupting the momentum of Jiang Zhiming's preparation for a long speech.Lu Yuan picked up the phone, and just after feeding him, he heard Peng Anbang's lowered voice: "Hey, where did you go? Where's the diary, let me have a look!"

"What do you have..." Lu Yuan wanted to ask if you had any clues, but he glanced at Jiang Zhiming and stopped again.

"You come here first, the matter of the mirror, and other things."

Peng Anbang sat at the innermost desk, took out a stack of printed things and placed them in front of Lu Yuan.

"These are all the materials of the mirror-trapped incident. More than half of them must be nonsense, but if you compare them carefully, you can still find some clues."

Lu Yuan picked up a few pages and looked at them. They were all about cases of people mysteriously disappearing in closed rooms. Many of them mentioned that there was something in the mirror before disappearing, but there was one point that was completely inconsistent with Xu Jiayin's case.

"These must be old mirrors. The mirrors in Jiayin's room are obviously newly bought."

"Yes, yes, so I searched from another aspect and found something interesting. Look," Peng Anbang picked out a few pages, "these are very similar to hers."

Lu Yuan glanced at it, and a few words jumped into his sight, Jing Ling.

There are not many cases, and the way of description is very similar to several folk unofficial histories in different periods, but the content is surprisingly similar.Most of the missing people started talking nonsense in the past few days, refused to leave the room, tried every means to cover the mirror, saying that something was coming out of the mirror, and then disappeared in the closed room.

None of the missing persons were ever seen again.This phenomenon is summed up as the spirit of the mirror.

"Let me tell you, a mirror is a very special thing. People used to think that mirrors are particularly capable of attracting spirits..." Peng Anbang poked on the paper with a pen.

"What's so special about the mirror." Lu Yuan interrupted him.

"Why not special? Is there anything else that can copy the same thing into two copies like a mirror?"

Lu Yuan was silent. From this point of view, the mirror is indeed a very magical thing, including people's understanding of themselves, what they look like, tall, short, fat, and thin, all come from the mirror.Peng Anbang used the word copy, which gave Lu Yuan a subtle feeling that if the self in the mirror was another person...

"Mirrors are often used by spirits as vehicles..."

"Did you tell me this?" Lu Yuan interrupted Peng Anbang again.Carrier, and carrier, why is he so familiar with these two words, and where did he hear them?

"...No, I just checked the information yesterday. Where can I tell you, do you want to listen?" Peng Anbang was a little annoyed.

"Tell me." Lu Yuan patted him.

"So that is to say, the mirror in Xu Jiayin's room has a mirror spirit, but why the mirror spirit is there, what it wants to do there, and why Xu Jiayin was found, I don't know," Peng Anbang said in one breath, afraid that Lu Yuan would Interrupting him again, "Is there anything related to this in her diary?"

Lu Yuan took out the diary, opened it to take a look, and handed it to Peng Anbang.According to Peng Anbang's explanation, the content of Xu Jiayin's diary seems to have become a bit clueless.

Xu Jiayin is haunted by a ghost that uses a mirror as a carrier?

Peng Anbang stared at the diary and flipped through every page. After a while, he slowly raised his head and looked at Lu Yuan: "Why do I think that according to what she wrote, the thing in the mirror is actually what I'm looking for? It's not her..."

Lu Yuan's heart twitched, and his back felt a little cold. He knew what Peng Anbang wanted to say, and he also felt this way, but he couldn't find a way to prove it.

"It's me you're looking for."

"You have something it wants...but what does it want..." Peng Anbang looked at Lu Yuan, looking up and down for a long time.

"I don't know, look, I can have something that even ghosts want." Lu Yuan was a little helpless, feeling very uncomfortable. He felt this way when he read the diary that day. I'm sorry Xu Jiayin, if it is really It was because of him that Xu Jiayin had to suffer like this, and he was truly doomed.

"It's hard to say, do you have anything special, some old objects, handed down from your ancestors?" Peng Anbang reminded him.

Lu Yuan didn't answer, old thing?Passed down from ancestors?I have only seen fragments of my past from other people's records not long ago, and my memory is still a mess. How can a person like myself who is so vague even have such a thing.

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask you," Peng Anbang leaned closer to Lu Yuan, reached out and pulled out the pendant that had been hanging around his neck from his clothes, "What is this?"