Thriller Night Talk

"Well, this guess does have some truth."

Beiquan sighed:

"However, it is a pity that among the other survivors, there is no one who matches Mr. A's age."

When the fire broke out, there were six households living in No. 44 Jinyuan Road.

Among them, there are four households living alone, including the deceased Ye Jia, the homeboy Liu Fei and OL Lin Xue who were involved in the case, and a female graduate student studying biology living on the third floor.

But at that time, the girl escaped in time and only took a few puffs of cigarettes, so she was fine.Later, the apartment burned down and people died, so the girl moved directly back to the school dormitory.

"This girl, Zhu Ling, has also gone to investigate. Although she still has lingering fears about last year's fire, she is in a good state of mind, and she doesn't seem to have been haunted by evil ghosts."

Wei Fuyuan nodded, "Then there are two more households?"

"The people living in Room 102 on the first floor are two elderly people with a grandson who just entered elementary school. All three of them went back to their hometown after the fire."

Beiquan replied.

Wei Fuyuan noticed that Beiquan's memory seemed to be very good.

Because when he said the information, he almost blurted it out, and there was no need to check any information.

"The next door to Liu Fei is a couple of Beidiao who work nearby. The husband is nearly forty years old, and his age doesn't match."

Wei Fuyuan: "From this point of view, none of these people look like Mr. A."

He frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh:

"By the way, didn't it be mentioned in the fire information before that 119 dispatched the police very quickly, but was blocked by private cars parked everywhere? According to this, the owner of the car can also be regarded as one of the murderers who caused Ye Jia's death. one?"

Wei Fuyuan thought of another possibility:

"Tell me, is Mr. A the owner of a private car blocking the road?"

Beiquan was a little surprised.

At first glance, Young Master Wei looked as nervous as a telephone pole, like a husky with teeth and claws, but he was actually quite careful and smart.

"It is indeed possible."

Beiquan nodded.

"In short, let's rule it out in this direction first."

Beiquan's attitude is very natural, as if it is very simple to find a certain car parked at a certain intersection half a year ago.

Wei Fuyuan thought that Beiquan really knew someone "above", but he knew that this was not something that should be investigated, so he didn't ask any further.

The discussion between the two ends here.

Beiquan decided to go back to Fengxing City tomorrow, and after saying good night to Wei Fuyuan, he climbed straight into his own bed, covered his head with the quilt, and soon fell asleep.

Wei Fuyuan tossed about for a whole day and suffered a huge fright at night, he should have been physically and mentally exhausted.

But I don't know if he was in bed or if he was too full from sleep in the afternoon. Wei Fuyuan tossed and turned for three hours. He tossed and tossed until the battery of his mobile phone ran out, and then fell asleep in a daze at 02:30 in the morning.

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The next day, April 4th, Sunday.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan returned to Fengxing City.

When they walked into the "Santuchuan" broadcasting company, the fire truck dispatch records and traffic monitoring on the day of the fire had already been sent.

"Well, the situation is more complicated than we previously guessed."

Beiquan spread out the information and studied it seriously.

"It doesn't seem to be the responsibility of any one person."

Unknowingly, Wei Fuyuan had put himself in the position of "assistant", so he took the initiative to look at it.

"Look here."

Beiquan turned sideways to let Wei Fuyuan get closer.

According to the police dispatch records, on September 9 last year, after 23 received the call, the car was dispatched within a minute and a half to No. 119, Jinyuan Road, where the fire broke out.

However, both intersections of Jinyuan Road were under construction at that time, and half of the lanes were blocked. In addition, in the dead of night, private cars of nearby residents were parked along the side of the road, and it was almost impossible for fire trucks to move.When the firefighters finally cleared the obstacles and rushed to the scene, the fire had engulfed the entire building, and Ye Jia, who failed to escape in time, was also burned to a coke.

"The streets in the old city are inherently narrow, and it is also under construction, so the nearby residents are used to parking their cars on the side of the road."

Beiquan analyzed:

"These three factors are the reasons why the fire trucks couldn't arrive in time. If these people are related to Ye Jia's death, then at least a hundred more people have to be locked up in the cage of the ghost."

Wei Fuyuan understood:

"However, the angry ghost chose Mr. A alone."

"Yes, that's it."

Beiquan nodded:

"So Mr. A must have done something that other people didn't do to be held grudge by Ye Jia's soul."

Wei Fuyuan grabbed the documents on the table, flipped page by page, and read it carefully three times, as if he wanted to engrave every word in his mind.

But after reading it, he still didn't find any particularly suspicious characters in it.

"...We can't wait for Mr. A to die before we can find out who he is?"

Master Wei was a little frustrated.

After checking all this, he was really unwilling to give up.

"We'll investigate after Mr. A is dead. The angry ghost may have already escaped."

It is rare for Beiquan to look very solemn.

"It's been nearly a month since the No.4 deceased, Lin Xue, died on March 3. According to the interval between the previous four times, it's about time for the angry ghost to act."

Wei Fuyuan didn't realize that he had completely accepted Beiquan's anti-scientific theory of ghosts and ghosts, and had completely assumed the identity of the Ghostbusters. He asked in a daze:

"Then what should we do now?"

Beiquan rested his chin on one hand and thought carefully for a while.

"No idea yet."

He candidly admits:

"From the looks of it now, we can only wait until after dark to go to the burnt-out No. 44 Jinyuan Road to see if we can find any clues."

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No. 44 Jinyuan Road, which caught fire half a year ago, is located in the depths of an alley in the old city, not far from "Santuchuan".

Considering the poor road conditions along the way, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan decided to take a bus.

On the way, Wei Fuyuan asked his boss why he came at night, and Beiquan replied that it was only at night that it was possible to find the traces left by the ghosts.

Young Master Wei was very dazed.

So Bei Quan explained it to him in detail, saying that he had a "tool" in his hand, if he had to describe it, it was similar to the luminol used by forensic doctors in occult blood reaction tests, which can detect the blood left by ghosts after recent activities. Weak traces of spiritual power.

It's just that the sunlight is strong during the day, and the yang energy is too strong, so the props can't be used effectively, so we can only take them out for a try in the dead of night.

Just as Wei Fuyuan was about to sigh, "There is still such high technology", Beiquan shrugged again, "Don't have too much hope."

He added:

"After all, rage ghosts are yin ghosts who rely on obsessions such as resentment, anger, and hatred to survive. As long as their residual energy disappears quickly in an environment with strong yang energy, the chance that my little thing will come in handy is actually not much."

Wei Fuyuan frowned when he heard that:

"How many days can traces be detected?"

"It doesn't have to be."

Beiquan's answer was very rigorous:

"If it is in a rainy day or a place with a particularly heavy cloud, such as a cemetery or a basement, it will not be a problem for about three to five days."

As he spoke, he pointed out the car window.

"However, like recently, if the sun is shining brightly during the day and it is an open-air environment, the breath left by the angry ghost will probably disappear within a day."

Wei Fuyuan immediately widened his eyes:

"Half a year has passed since the fire, and I just went to see it now. What else can I find?"

Beiquan tilted his head, smiled and asked:

"Or do you have a better suggestion?"

Wei Fuyuan stopped talking immediately.

He really couldn't think of a more reliable direction of investigation, so he could only use the most stupid method to accompany Beiquan on Ye Jia's road of revenge.

When the two arrived at their destination, it was around 08:30 in the evening.

For modern people who are accustomed to nightlife, this is not even considered "evening", but for people living in the hutongs of the old city, it is already time to close their doors and go back to their homes.

Jinyuan Road can only accommodate two cars in parallel.

There was no traffic police copying the license plate at night, and all private cars were parked carelessly on the side of the road, squeezing the two lanes into a one-way street.

Fortunately, the traffic flow on this road is sparse at night. If there are occasional two cars passing each other, one of them will very consciously pull over and pass the body sideways, allowing enough space for the opposite car to pass first.

"No wonder the fire truck can't get in."

After seeing the actual situation, Wei Fuyuan was deeply touched.

Looking at the tacit understanding of the vehicles on the road, I am afraid that the random parking of private cars in this area is no longer a day or two. Residents are on the alert.

Come to think of it, if Ye Jia wanted to seek revenge from the car owners, he might be able to kill hundreds of people like Beiquan said, and he might not be able to stop him.

While Young Master Wei was still thinking about this, the two of them had already arrived at the old site of No. 44 Jinyuan Road.

The reason why it is called the "old site" is because most of the four-story old building was blackened by thick smoke, and most of the walls in the places where the fire was serious burned through most of the walls, and it was absolutely uninhabitable.It's just that the old building hasn't been demolished yet, only iron gates have been installed at the entrance to prevent idlers from waiting in.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan stood downstairs and looked up.

The abandoned building was empty and pitch-black, without any light inside, it looked like a huge tombstone.

Beiquan took out a spray bottle containing cow's tears from the suitcase he carried, and asked his assistant to make preparations first. Then he took out a bamboo tube, unplugged the yellow silk plug on the top, and made another one. The action of "dumping".

Wei Fuyuan was afraid that he would miss something, so he sprayed Niu's tears on him.

Immediately, he saw a white shadow surrounding Beiquan's feet, circling lightly and swiftly.

"introduce."

Bei Quan pointed at Bai Ying at his feet, smiled and said:

"It's called Suying, and it's Zhiguanhu."

Wei Fuyuan took a closer look, only to realize that it was a fox the size of a palm.

"It's what I call a 'tool' that can detect the remaining spiritual power of a ghost."

——Okay, Ganqing’s boss is not using luminol, but a police dog, no, it’s a police fox!

Master Wei thought so, and saw that the little white fox had jumped out and rushed towards the end of the street.