God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

"What are you... talking about, the third person or something, don't tell ghost stories in broad daylight." Even though she was flustered inside, she still pretended not to care.

Knowing how to pretend not to know, a typical Wen Xichun style of acting.

As the saying goes, a person who pretends to be asleep can never be woken up, so Yu Tianshi simply stopped arguing with him about fruitless issues, shut up obediently and busy himself with the matter at hand.

Wen Xichun wanted to say something, but Yao Jingrong dragged him out of the cabin by the hem of his clothes.

As soon as he went out, Wen Xichun threw Yao Jingrong's hand away angrily: "You? Pull me? What are you doing? A third person, it's ridiculous."

"So you? Ming? Why argue with him when you know it's ridiculous?"

Wen Xichun was speechless after saying a word.

He rubbed his heavy and sore neck, only to feel that the strength on his shoulders was even heavier.

Change the subject: "He gave it to you just now? What was written on that piece of paper."

Yao Jingrong handed over the note: "It's an address."

[Heishui Village, Tamo Town, Huaiji County, Huiyuan City]

Seeing this address, Wen Xichun couldn't help feeling deeply puzzled: "We still have such a village here? Never heard of it."

Yao Jingrong nodded in agreement: "I haven't heard of this village. Below Tamer Town is Fengming Mountain, surrounded by cliffs. Even if the village is built, it will not be in such a place."

"Go back to the police station to check before making any plans." Yao Jingrong got into the car, turned the key, and the engine started.

He turned his head and looked at Wen Xichun who was walking step by step outside the car. This person walked extremely slowly, with heavy steps, like an old man who was already old.

All of a sudden, Yao Jingrong slowly widened his eyes, looking at Wen Xichun's face, the shock spread into his bones and blood.

It turned out that it wasn't the nagging Yu Tianshi who deliberately frightened them, but that there was... a third person present.

Moreover, he was laughing, twitching the corners of his mouth that curved strangely.

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Wen Xichun felt that Yao Jingrong was a bit strange. After returning from the Heavenly Master, this man followed him every step of the way, as if the forensic department was idle? It didn't matter to him at all.

"You? Why do you always follow me?" Wen Xichun was searching for "Black Water Village" on the Internet, but his cheeks were hot from the scorching sight next to him. .

"Protect you?" Yao Jingrong answered in a serious manner.

Wen Xichun rolled his eyes: "You? Stay away from me to give me the greatest sense of security."

"Yeah." A word was perfunctory, "Have you found Heishui Village?"

"No, not only Huiyuan, but there is no such village in Zhabian. This kind of celestial master must have written the wrong address."

"No, he won't be like this when it comes to matters of life and death? Not rigorous."

Wen Xichun subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his shoulders and neck: "Who knows, me? Seeing that, Master Yu feels unreliable."

It is estimated that he is still unhappy about Yu Tianshi's nonsense during the day.

Seeing Wen Xichun's movements, Yao Jingrong walked up behind Wen Xichun, and leaned down with a smile: "I? Help you? Give me a shoulder and neck massage?"

Wen Xichun's heart skipped a beat, and he jumped aside almost reflexively, watching the malicious smile on this man's face vigilantly: "You? What do you want to do?"

"Look at you? Your shoulders and neck are uncomfortable. I? I've learned a few hands before, and I'm no worse than a professional masseuse. Let me? Try it?"

Wen Xichun: "==No, no need."

"Don't be shy, take it easy~" Yao Jingrong was very energetic, and immediately pulled Wen Xichun back and pressed him on the chair, "Just press it and it will be fine."

His tone? With a strong sense of coaxing, coaxing, Wen Xichun only felt groggy, his soul seemed to be taken away, and his consciousness began to gradually blur, so he could only let him touch him behind his back.

But...Yao Jingrong's family probably made their fortune by massage, right? Professional, with such strength? Well-balanced, really comfortable...

Wen Xichun was thinking wildly.

It’s just that he is as innocent as he is, who doesn’t know that Yao Jingrong behind him is looking around strangely, like a kitten stimulated by a laser light, its eyes are firmly locked on a certain point, and it moves back and forth with this point.

Abruptly, Yao Jingrong raised his head suddenly, and then his eyes fell on the corner of the office, so that he couldn't grasp the strength of his hand——

"It hurts." Wen Xichun shrank his shoulders in pain.

Yao Jingrong regained his composure: "Sorry, did it hurt you?"

Wen Xichun nodded, and looked at Yao Jingrong, but found that his gaze was not on this side at all, but was looking straight at the window, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was hard to tell seriousness.

"What's the matter, what are you looking at?" Wen Xichun curiously followed his gaze to the window.

There are only dark clouds outside the window.

Yao Jingrong withdrew his gaze, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing, I was thinking about other things just now and I was absorbed in thinking."

He took a step back with a smile: "How do you feel now? Does it still hurt?"

Wen Xichun tentatively shook his neck, twisted his arms, and found miraculously——

It really doesn't hurt anymore!The weight that had been pent up on the shoulders and neck seemed to disappear in an instant, and the body was relaxed like never before, and even with all its strength, it could soar into the sky.

"It's much more comfortable, I? It's reasonable to suspect you now? The tens of millions of flats were bought by getting rich through massage." The body? I feel more comfortable, and my mood also improves. This is probably the first time Wen Xichun has real feelings. Played a joke with Yao Jingrong.

Yao Jingrong breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around: "Since there is no problem, let's pack up and get ready to go."

"Where are you going?" Wen Xichun didn't react for a while.

"Blackwater Village."

After searching all the websites, there is no record related to "Black Water Village". Wen Xichun still firmly believes that Zhang Tianshi must have written the wrong address.

"Maybe it is a newly built village, so there is no record for the time being." What is suspicious is that Yao Jingrong has always been unquestionable about what Yu Tianshi said and wrote, and he even tried to excuse Yu Tianshi openly and secretly.

I applied to the police station for outside work. I originally wanted to bring a few more police officers there, but Wen Xichun thought that it would be easy to scare the snake with too many people. Anyway, this time is just to investigate. As long as there is no conflict with the locals, everything will be fine.

Before departure, the two of them changed their police uniforms deliberately, intending to visit them as "real estate developers" as before.

But as soon as he walked to the gate of the police station, he bumped into a familiar face.

"Where are you going?" Seeing the unusual outfits of the two, Yun Muyao asked curiously.

Yao Jingrong didn't want to talk to him, so he left Wen Xichun and went straight out: "Don't dawdle, the destination is very far away, and I don't even know what time it is."

"Are you going to investigate? It's related to these four cases." Yun Muyao didn't give up, and even followed up consciously, with an attitude of "count me in".

But Wen Xichun felt that Yun Muyao was a leader in the field of folklore, and taking him there might avoid many unnecessary troubles.

"Yes, we've inquired about the suspected origin of the tattoo on the deceased's body, and we're going to investigate the situation. Why don't Section Chief Yun come with us? After all, you're an expert in this field."

Yao Jingrong frowned, almost writing reluctance on his face.

"Captain Wen's request, of course I'm willing to do so." Yun Muyao's polite attitude was in stark contrast to Yao Jingrong, the black-faced king beside him.

Tamo Town above Heishui Village is about 150 kilometers away from Huiyuan City, and it takes two hours to drive. This is not considered a traffic jam. They set off at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already [-] o'clock in the evening when they saw the landmark of Tamo Town all.

"I can only go here today, find a place to rest, and leave tomorrow morning." With a commanding tone, it can be heard that Yao Jingrong is not very happy.

Wen Xichun didn't think much about it, thinking that he was tired from driving for so long, after all, when a person is tired, his mood becomes irritable and unstable.

A few people looked around, and finally found a dilapidated hotel among a bunch of old snack bars. There were still big colorful underpants hanging outside the hotel, fluttering in the wind.

Turning on the location and looking at it, Wen Xichun said: "This hotel is nearby, everyone will stay for one night."

After a few people got out of the car and took a closer look, they found that although the area seemed to be full of shops and prosperous, none of the shops were open. Almost every shop had a big red paper pasted on the door, which read "Jidian transfer", but the red paper is probably half a year old, and it is slightly whitish. The eaves are covered with spider webs, and a thick layer of dust has fallen.

On the contrary, the small hotel named "Happy Family" seems to be dying in the transfer of a row of auspicious stores.

Entering the hotel, a strong smell of old dust hits your face, and the bright light outside the door shines into the darkness inside, stretching the shadows of the three obliquely.

"Welcome..." A hoarse voice came from a corner.

Inside is still the decoration style of more than ten years ago, revealing everywhere the depression and sadness forgotten by the times.

"Hello, can I stay here?" Wen Xichun seemed to ask a very stupid question.

"Yes, the guest would like to open a few rooms." A short figure came out from behind the counter.

He is a middle-aged man with a pleasant appearance. His big red nose looks like a hot pepper, hanging discordantly on his face.

"Three rooms." Wen Xichun looked at the dilapidated hotel, wondering if there was really hot water supply here.

The boss nodded, and asked the three of them to register with their ID cards, and he was not idle: "The world is not peaceful recently, guests should lock the door when they sleep, and don't wander around at night."

Wen Xichun nodded, and suddenly said: "By the way, do you know a place called Heishui Village under this town?"

The boss who was registering made a noticeable pause, and then pretended to be nonchalant: "Inquire about what this place does."

Hearing what the boss said, Wen Xichun was secretly happy, it seems that he knew that this place hadn't run away.

"Oh, we? The three of us are from the project development department of Greenland Group. I heard people say that the place has beautiful scenery. We plan to visit the site to see if we can build a tourist villa and drive economic growth for Huiyuan City."

The boss didn't raise his head: "If you have this kind of thought, I advise you to go back and forth, that place is full of evil spirits."

The three of them looked at each other strangely, and it was obvious that the boss had something to say.

"What we have seen with our own eyes is not true. We are not convinced just by your few words." Yao Jingrong smiled, her tone full of sarcasm.

The boss shook his head helplessly, with a chilling look on his face: "Don't blame me if you don't listen to good advice. I didn't remind you."

Hearing what the boss said, the three of them became even more certain that he not only knew something, but also some ulterior and evil things, and his intuition told them that it must be related to these four cases.

In the evening, after eating the not-so-delicious dinner prepared by the boss, the three of them faced the same old kettle in front of them.

There is no bathing device here. If you want to take a bath, you have to boil hot water and pour it into the basin.

But halfway through, the kettle in Yao Jingrong's room exploded...

Wen Xichun had just finished taking a shower when he heard a knock on the door. When he opened the door, Yao Jingrong, who was half undressed, was standing at the door.

"Why." His tone? Not kind.

"Let me take a shower in your room. The kettle in my room blew up." Yao Jingrong smiled.

"Ask the boss for a new one? Go to the kettle." After speaking, Wen Xichun mercilessly closed the door.

One hand passed through the crack to block the door, Wen Xichun didn't pay attention, so he closed it vigorously——

Yao Jingrong gasped in pain.

Wen Xichun hurriedly opened the door, pretending to be dead-faced: "Who told you to? Squeeze your hands into the crack of the door yourself, you deserve it."

Saying so, the body? Throwing the heater into? the kettle honestly...

Yao Jingrong struggled to take a shower with a wounded hand in his hand, and when he came out, he saw Wen Xichun leaning on the bed and fiddling with his mobile phone.

"Thank you, I? I'll go back first." He seemed to say intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yeah." But there was only one casual word in response to him.

Yao Jingrong sighed secretly, raised his hand and pinched the latch of the house door and pulled it aside——

Um?Why can't it be pulled?

Wen Xichun was still trying to search for information about "Black Water Village". After a long time, he heard Yao Jingrong standing at the door and making the door rattle.

"Are you, what, what, what?" He asked angrily, word by word.

Yao Jingrong turned his head slowly, still holding the door latch that had been torn off by his miraculous efforts in his hand, and smiled awkwardly: "Maybe, tonight, I? I'm going to be with you? I'm sorry..."

Looking suspiciously over, Yao Jingrong returned with a sincere smile again.

The old hotel is still paved with concrete floors, which is equivalent to Yao Jingrong sleeping on stones.

As soon as he tilted his head, he saw Wen Xichun was still leaning on the head of the bed looking at his phone energetically.

"Don't sleep yet, wait for the morning meeting to catch up on sleep?" Yao Jingrong teased.

Wen Xichun didn't even bother to look at him: "The next accelerator, go over the wall and go to the external network."

Yao Jingrong regained his energy in an instant, got up from the ground, and quietly touched Wen Xichun's bed: "Is there anything on the Internet that interests you? Something that you are particularly interested in?"

"If, as the hotel owner said, Heishui Village is an unspeakable evil place, then all news about Heishui Village on the domestic website will definitely be erased. Go to the external website to see, maybe there is something important to discover."

After downloading the accelerator, switch to VPN, log in to Youtube, and enter "Blackwater Village", a miracle really happened!

Although there is only one search result, judging from the subject of the release, it is definitely uploaded by domestic personnel.

[What shocking secret is hidden in Heishui Village, which disappeared on the map. 】

But the number of viewers is only one hundred and ten people.

Clicking on the video, the camera shakes violently. On the screen is a bottomless mountain, surrounded by cliffs, and below is a big river emitting a strange black air.

"As the name suggests, the name of Heishui Village comes from the black river in front of us." In the video, a girl explained to herself.

"But if you look closely, the river water is not black. It's just that it is shrouded in black gas all the year round, so it looks like black water. I don't know if the black gas is poisonous. Anyway, I put on a mask first." The girl very Beautiful, big eyes smart and playful.

She was sailing slowly in a boat on this dark river, and beside her was a plainly dressed old boatman, muttering in very substandard Mandarin: "Young people nowadays are really not afraid of death." , dare to go anywhere.”

The girl smiled and whispered to the camera: "But as the saying goes, money can turn ghosts. I? But I gave the boatman 500 yuan before he agreed to take me across the river."

The video was five hours long, and Wen Xichun dragged the progress bar back to look at it, and it seemed that it hadn't been edited.

After getting off the boat, the girl introduced her while wearing climbing equipment, and there seemed to be no second person in the whole process. After the boatman sent the girl to the other side of the river, he discussed with her the time to come back to pick her up, and then punted and left the black water. river.

I have to sigh that this girl is so courageous, and the elders who are alone may not dare to play like this, but she is lucky, she feels that she has all the equipment and rushes in when her head gets hot.

There is nothing special about the following content. After the girl climbed the mountain, she held the camera and walked alone in a dense forest with dark sky and dark sky, and her mouth never stopped.

Only in the shaky lens, a strange white flashed by.

"Wait, what was that just now." Wen Xichun dragged the progress bar forward for a few minutes.

When he saw the white figure clearly, a sense of fear struck him instantly, and there was cold air whizzing behind him.

The girl didn't seem to notice it, and she was still talking? She introduced the vegetation here to everyone briskly.

That white shadow, that familiar grimace with hollow eyes...isn't it the deceased? That...person who appeared at the scene of the crime between Qiu Yajie and Zhao Xiaoqi?ghost?

Standing behind a tall tree with a thick waist, Bai Ying was looking at the camera motionlessly, and once again, he and Wen Xichun met each other's eyes...

He opened his mouth like an abyss, laughing extremely terrifyingly.

But at this moment, the video suddenly went black, indicating that the signal was interrupted.

Exit and search again, but this video disappeared ghostly.

Wen Xichun felt the muscles all over his body a little bit stiff, and that strong sense of gravity pressed on his shoulders and neck again.

He stared blankly at the phone screen, his palms were cold.

"Wen Xichun?" Yao Jingrong straightened up, frowning unconsciously.

"You? Did you see it?" Wen Xichun turned his head mechanically, with unconcealable fear in his eyes, "That person, you? Did you see it?"

Yao Jingrong's gaze quietly turned to Wen Xichun's shoulder, and suddenly raised his hand and waved it, making a strange gesture.

Like chasing something away.

"What are you doing." Wen Xichun opened his eyes wide, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "What are you rushing about?"

The intense fear caused his voice to tremble uncontrollably.

Yao Jingrong was stunned, and stretched out a hand to press Wen Xichun's shoulder: "Don't be afraid, I'm chasing mosquitoes, and there are mosquitoes in April, it seems that global warming is really serious? .”

Wen Xichun shook his head, subconsciously biting his fingertips: "The third person Yu Tianshi said, isn't it, you?..."

He became incoherent: "You? Didn't you see it."

While talking, Wen Xichun touched his neck again: "I? Feel my shoulders are heavy? Has someone been riding on my shoulders?"

Yao Jingrong shrank her fingers, hurried over and gently embraced his shoulder, and patted him gently: "Don't be suspicious, how could there be such a thing, you? You also know that Yu Tianshi is just pretending to be a fool Eat, don't think too much, you? Too tired, I? Help you? Rub your shoulders, and then go to bed early?"

Wen Xichun was dubious: "But why did the video disappear, like a mysterious force has been stopping us? We continue to investigate."

As for why, Yao Jingrong can't tell, but now Wen Xichun must not be allowed to doubt this worldview: "Sometimes it's just a coincidence, you? You also know that the country is vigorously cracking down on strange powers and chaos, maybe this video just happened to be detected. Just delete it."

"But this is an external network!" Wen Xichun sat up suddenly, his voice hoarse.

"Because it is the extranet, it must be strictly controlled to maintain the image of the country, which is normal."

Wen Xichun paralyzed as if he lost his strength, his head seemed to be stuffed with a ball of thread, and he kept cutting it and making it messy.

"You? Said someone was riding on your neck. Who would dare to ride on your neck? Isn't that just to scold you?"

Hearing what Yao Jingrong said, Wen Xichun's originally nervous mood eased a little.

Yao Jingrong's hands are no longer heavy? He gently rubbed his shoulders and necks: "Shoulders and necks are heavy because they have been doing things with their heads down for a long time or watching too much on the computer. Most people have this kind of occupational disease. I have also had it." , It will be much better if you rub it."

Feeling Yao Jingrong's hands gently brushing across his neck, Wen Xichun slowly relaxed.

He felt a little embarrassed for the gaffe just now, and after thinking for a long time, he reluctantly said: "Thank you."

Yao Jingrong stared at the window coldly, but his tone was soft that didn't match his expression: "You can talk to me if you need something in the future, or you can, rely on me completely."

Wen Xichun nodded, the comfortable way made him sleepy, and after a while, his head tilted and fell into Yao Jingrong's arms.

In the silent night, Yao Jingrong's voice was low and severe:

"Warning you? Don't come here again."

The next day? Early in the morning, Wen Xichun opened his eyes abruptly, and there was an indescribable softness under his head.

He turned his head and saw that in front of him was an infinitely magnified gorgeous face, and under his head were thin and strong arms.

With a "buzz" in his head, he quickly sat up and moved sideways a few times.

As if awakened by Wen Xichun's overly violent movements, Yao Jingrong also sat up, and gently wiped his sleepy eyes with his palm: "It's only six o'clock, let's sleep a little longer."

Wen Xichun didn't speak, mainly if he didn't know what to say, he quickly jumped out of bed and went straight to the bathroom.

It's so fucking embarrassing, if I'm lying in Huang Jiu's arms, I can accept it, but it's Yao Jingrong.

Considering this, it means? He didn't seem to take those weird things last night into his heart at all. Anyway, Yao Jingrong always had a way to make him forget.

After washing up, he called the boss downstairs to break open the broken door. As soon as he went out, he ran into Yun Muyao, who was also an early riser.

"I heard you last night? There was movement in the room, what happened." Yun Muyao looked at Wen Xichun carefully.

"It's nothing, there are rats." Wen Xichun didn't dare to say that Yao Jingrong was in his room. If it got out, Tong Si and the others might laugh out loud.

Just as soon as the words fell, the big mouse surnamed Yao came out of Wen Xichun's room with a dark face and wearing pajamas, and returned to his room with a face full of hostility like a gust of wind.

The atmosphere is indescribably awkward...

The author has something to say: Someone Yao: "I tried my best to appease your nervousness, but it turned out that I was just Jerry."