Thriller Night Talk

Wei Fuyuan was silent for a long time.

It took him a full 3 minutes to digest and accept this information that completely subverted his worldview.

"I tentatively believe that there really is such a thing as a 'ghost'..."

Young Master Wei raised his hand and rubbed his temples:

"However, if I believe that they can manipulate the host to kill people, it's really ridiculous!"

"But it did happen."

Beiquan laughed and said:

"Think about the dead Wu Qingping, Liu Fei, Meng Lichang and Lin Xue."

Wei Fuyuan: "..."

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"So, what the hell is going on here?"

Young Master Wei finally gave in, "What is the connection between the four dead people?"

"While you were taking a shower, Zhu Ling had already called me and told me what she found."

Beiquan beckoned to Wei Fuyuan, motioning him to sit beside him.

"Combined with the information you helped to investigate in the past two days, I have indeed figured out a rough story."

Wei Fuyuan hummed, and moved slowly to Beiquan's side.

Beiquan took out a pen and paper - he seemed more accustomed to analyzing and organizing his thoughts in a traditional way.

"The cause of all this is a tragic coincidence."

He folded the white paper in half, arranged them vertically in the order of death on the left side, and wrote the names of four people: Wu Qingping, Liu Fei, Meng Lichang, and Lin Xue.

Then Bei Quan wrote the word "Ye Jia" on the right hand side of the paper.

“去年的9月28日凌晨01:30，金源路44号发生了一场严重的火灾，住在四楼402室的叶佳成了这场火灾里唯一的受害者。”

Wei Fuyuan nodded, "En."

"The No. 1 deceased, Wu Qingping, was the boss of the private company where Ye Jia worked."

Bei Quan told Wei Fuyuan the clues Zhu Ling found:

"Wu Qingping is the kind of boss who is very annoying. He pursues the purpose of talking about business at the wine table. He has dinners almost every day. He also likes to force the young and beautiful female employees in the company to accompany him to 'support the scene', drink and chat with him. .”

As he spoke, he added two notes next to Wu Qingping's name, "boss" and "forcing female subordinates to participate in the dinner".

"At that time, Ye Jia, who was new to the job, was often accompanied by Wu Qingping because she was pretty and had a weak temperament and did not dare to resist. However, she couldn't drink very much, and every time she got drunk, she was carried away like a puddle of mud. Go home—these are all the information Zhu Ling inquired from Ye Jia's former colleagues."

"Fuck!"

Wei Fuyuan frowned when he heard this: "This Wu man knows how to bully women, what is it!"

"On the day when the fire broke out, Wu Qingping took Ye Jia to dinner again, and she was so drunk that she passed out. Later, her colleagues kindly sent her home. It is said that it was already twelve o'clock in the evening when she got home."

"I see."

Wei Fuyuan rubbed his chin, "Because Ye Jia was drunk that day, when the fire broke out, she was not awakened by the noise outside the door, so she couldn't escape in time."

Beiquan nodded: "It should be like this."

"If the dog owner surnamed Wu hadn't forced Ye Jia to attend the dinner, Ye Jia wouldn't have been drunk. If she hadn't been drunk, she might have escaped before the fire spread beyond control."

Wei Fuyuan analyzed: "So Wu Qingping indirectly killed Ye Jia?"

Beiquan smiled, and moved the tip of the pen to the second line.

"The number 2 deceased, Liu Fei, was living in Room 44, No. 201, Jinyuan Road."

He lightly poked the word "Liu Fei".

"Zhu Ling asked his acquaintances about it. Liu Fei has a very nerdy personality and is addicted to anime. He is in his 30s and doesn't have a serious job. The only source of income is his parents' help and game training. He often stays behind closed doors for a long time. Living only on online shopping and takeaway."

Wei Fuyuan: "Isn't this a typical OTAKU!"

Beiquan marked the word "Otaku" next to Liu Fei's name.

"Later when the cause of the fire was investigated, other residents suspected that the garbage piled up in the corridor on the first floor belonged to Liu Fei's house, but everything was burned so there was no evidence. Liu Fei refused to admit it, so he had to let it go."

Wei Fuyuan clenched his fist with one hand and knocked on the table:

"I understand! It was Meng Lichang who littered cigarette butts and ignited the garbage that Liu Fei threw in the corridor privately, which caused the fire!"

"Well, it seems that this should be the case."

Beiquan added the words "garbage piled in the corridor" after Liu Fei's remarks, looked up and smiled at Wei Fuyuan:

"According to the information you read from Meng Lichang's 'person' yesterday, he passed by No. 9 Jinyuan Road in the early morning of September 28 last year, smoked a cigarette, and threw the unextinguished cigarette butt on the garbage, which caused the fire. "

Wei Fuyuan thought back to the horrific experience of "watching" himself in the alley yesterday when he was hit by a car on the railing and got an iron rod pierced through his chest, and he felt chills down his spine.

He shivered involuntarily.

"But, what does this have to do with Lin Xue?"

Wei Fuyuan tried hard to recall the experience on the glass trestle just now:

"By the way, Lin Xue said before she died that she didn't do it on purpose, she was just afraid that thieves would come in..."

Young Master Wei frowned, and asked Beiquan:

"What does it mean?"

"Oh? Xue Lin said this before she died?"

Beiquan pondered for a while, and whispered to himself:

"That's right."

He wrote a note next to the name of No.4 deceased Lin Xue: Neighbor on the same floor.

"Judging from the results of the fire investigation, Ye Jia died not in his own house, but on the north side of the corridor on the fourth floor."

Wei Fuyuan: "So, Ye Jia had already discovered the fire and ran out of the house?"

"Correct."

Beiquan went on to explain:

"Actually, the north side of each floor of No. 44 Jinyuan Road faces the road. Although anti-theft nets are installed, there are safety windows that can be opened on the anti-theft nets, so that residents can escape through the safety windows in case of accidents. .”

"It stands to reason that the fourth floor is not too high. If Ye Jia opened the safety window and jumped down, she might still have a chance. I think that's what she planned to do when she fled to the north side of the corridor."

Wei Fuyuan frowned:

"Then why doesn't she do it?"

"Because the safety window was locked without permission, Ye Jia couldn't open it."

Beiquan sighed:

"Later, we also investigated who locked the safety window, but without the resident's confession, there is no way to pursue responsibility."

Wei Fuyuan suddenly realized:

"Now it seems that Lin Xue should be the one who locked the windows, right? She is a girl who lives by herself. She was afraid that a thief would come in from the corridor in the middle of the night, so she locked the safety window without authorization. Unexpectedly, her neighbor Ye Jia couldn't escape the fire. escape!"

No wonder Bei Quan said the accident was "a tragic coincidence".

Ye Jia was buried in the flames at a young age, but her tragic death was caused by Wu Qingping, Liu Fei, Meng Lichang and Lin Xue.

Subjectively, none of the four had the intention of killing anyone, but in fact, their selfishness or wickedness was the cause of Ye Jia's death, and all four of them concealed their faults to the outside, unwilling to take half of the responsibility for it. responsibility.

"Tsk!"

Wei Fuyuan clicked his tongue:

"It's no wonder Ye Jia can't rest in peace, and wants to take revenge herself!"

"Well, the favorite of the angry ghosts is people like Ye Jia who died with resentment and injustice."

Beiquan also agreed with Wei Fuyuan's idea.

"Now I'm [-]% sure that the angry ghost we're looking for should be possessed by Ye Jia's dead soul. The angry ghost gets more negative emotions by helping her avenge her, and thus makes itself stronger and stronger."

Wei Fuyuan glared at Beiquan, and said in his heart that you are the one who is looking for the evil ghost, so don't use "we" to drag me into the water, okay?

"However, since Ye Jia wants to kill the people who killed her..."

Young Master Wei frowned deeply:

"Then, who is Mr. A? What does he have to do with Ye Jia's death?"

"Good question."

Beiquan laughed:

"Actually, I haven't figured out Jun A's identity yet!"

If according to the clues the two of them had, the evil ghost possessed Ye Jia's dead soul, it would choose those who directly or indirectly caused the death of the host as targets of revenge, and kill them with all kinds of unimaginable and cruel methods.

And Mr. A told Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan on the hotline that there were five cages in his dream, and the executioner in the form of a ghost would open the cages one by one in the order that led to Ye Jia's death, and kill the "cages" inside. prisoner".

Now that four of them have died, Ye Jia, or the executioner, should go to Mr. A next.

But the question now is, who is Mr. A, and what role did he play in Ye Jia's death, so that he was chosen by the ghost to become the fifth death row prisoner?

"I still can't guess the identity of Mr. A."

Beiquan propped his chin with one hand, and smiled at Wei Fuyuan.

"I just count on you to help me think about it."

This tall hat was really comfortable for Master Wei to wear.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and the corners of his brows and eyes couldn't help showing a little color.

"Okay, then I'll help you figure it out..."

Wei Fuyuan sighed pretendingly:

"Who told you to be my boss?"

Beiquan smiled secretly.

He felt that this little young master surnamed Wei, although he usually has a bad temper, often turned himself into a puffer fish, but in fact his personality was quite straightforward and easy to coax, as long as he said a few nice words and stroked his hair, It's easy to make him docile.

Of course, it's also very interesting to tease him once in a while and watch him blow his hair.

Naturally, Wei Fuyuan would not know what Beiquan was thinking, or he would be so angry that he would not talk to him tonight.

"Okay, let me help you think about it."

Young Master Wei really began to think about it seriously.

"Since two of the first four deceased are Ye Jia's neighbors, then I think it is quite possible that Mr. A is also a neighbor."

After a while, he expressed his guess:

"Judging from the voice, Mr. A should be a pretty young man, probably in his twenties... Then, among the surviving neighbors, is there anyone who matches his age?"