I see ghosts every day I open my eyes

After death, the soul will wander in the world for seven nights.Today is the second night after Miss Chen's death.Duan Zhou and others came to the mourning hall of Miss Chen's family and opened the coffin for an autopsy.

Unlike yesterday's full moon, tonight's moon is visibly dimmer.The smell of incense candles wafted in the air. Zhou Jin was facing the open coffin, holding a yellow talisman in his right hand, standing upright in front of him.Duan Yucheng stood closely behind him, watching Zhou Jin's every move.

Zhou Jin recited the talisman in a low voice, and at the same time turned his fingertips slightly, and saw that the yellow talisman danced without any wind, flew up and landed lightly on Miss Chen's forehead.

Afterwards, Duan Yucheng watched as the candle in front of him suddenly went out by itself, and the surroundings were suddenly pitch black.Duan Yucheng subconsciously put his hand on the pistol at his waist and held his breath to listen.

"Zhou Jin!" Duan Yucheng called softly.With no light, Duan Yucheng had no choice but to call Zhou Jin.

He didn't take it seriously when the old Taoist said that he would take him to see the dead Miss Chen, but now he couldn't explain it with common sense.

Suddenly, a bright light came oncoming.Duan Yucheng subconsciously closed his eyes.When I opened my eyes again, I saw that the candlelight on the altar had changed from red to green, and it was faintly green, not like the fire in the sun.

Looking up, Duan Yucheng saw a pair of embroidered shoes hanging in front of him.Large peonies are embroidered on the red satin, the colors are bright and eye-catching.

Looking up again, one could see that Miss Chen who was supposed to be lying in the coffin was actually hanging in the air.

I saw Miss Chen slowly falling from above, standing in front of Zhou and Duan, her head was hanging on one side, her eyes were tightly closed, and there was a little blood on the corner of her mouth.The green candlelight on the table reflected her face, making her look even more stiff and pale.

Duan Yucheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately stepped forward to observe carefully.

"Look at her stomach." After Duan Yucheng finished speaking, Zhou Jin fell silent.Looking back at Zhou Jin, I happened to see that Zhou Jin's eyes were tightly closed, and he was still muttering something.

"what happened to you?"

Zhou Jin blinked vigorously when he heard the words, and laughed twice: "I'll chant some mantras, self-defense, self-defense."

Duan Yucheng didn't suspect him, and pointed to Miss Chen's abdomen.

Only then did Zhou Jin look over.

I saw that the lower abdomen, which should have been flat, was slightly swollen. "Is she pregnant?"

Duan Yucheng nodded slightly, and then looked at Miss Chen's face.

Her eyes were closed tightly, there were some traces of blue on her plain face, and there was a little blood on the corner of her mouth.Duan Yucheng frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on Miss Chen's hands again.She clenched her hands tightly, as if holding something.

Duan Yucheng stretched out his hand, and as soon as it touched her fingertips, Miss Chen let go of her hand, and then a handful of soil fell into Duan Yucheng's palm.

Duan Yucheng put the soil on his fingertips and crushed it lightly, and it was broken into powder.

"It's almost there." Duan Yucheng said softly.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jin quickly closed his eyes, and silently recited the soul-returning spell.

Then the room was dark again, and when Duan Yucheng opened his eyes again, the candles on the table had returned to normal, and Miss Chen was still lying quietly in the coffin.

Duan Yucheng hurriedly approached Miss Chen's coffin, leaning on his bed to have a closer look.Before, Ms. Chen's face was covered with a thick layer of powder, which covered up all traces.Duan Yucheng stretched out his hand, and gently wiped Miss Chen's cheeks a few times through the glove.The white powder was gradually wiped off, revealing a few light blue fingerprints.

Duan Yucheng looked up at Zhou Jin who was beside him, "It seems that someone suffocated Miss Chen first, and then hung her in the room."

Zhou Jin nodded, "There are still children."

The two looked at Ms. Chen's abdomen at the same time, and saw that it was very smooth and there was no sign of bulge at all.

"It should be one dead body and two lives."

"It's so cruel. A girl who hasn't left the court is actually pregnant. Tell me, who did it?" Zhou Jin stared at Duan Yucheng and said softly.

Duan Yucheng didn't answer directly. Instead, he looked at Zhou Jin for a long time and said in a low voice, "I underestimated you."

Zhou Jin snorted when he heard this, "Inspector Duan, I told you, without me, you wouldn't be able to solve this case."

By the time the two closed the coffin lid, it was already midnight.As soon as he went out, he saw Young Master Liu still guarding the door, shivering from the cold, with his arms hugged tightly.

"Master Liu." Zhou Jin called out.

Young Master Liu turned his head when he heard the words, and when he saw them coming out, he hurried forward, "How's it going?"

Zhou Duan and Zhou Duan looked at each other, and then Zhou Jin suggested. "Let's warm up the room first, and we'll talk about it later."

The three of them came to the place where Zhou Jin lived.

Once inside, Zhou Jin took an apple, sat on the chair and ate it without saying a word.Mr. Liu looked at them nervously.

Duan Yucheng took a sip of hot tea and looked at the two of them, "Do you know the original identities of Mrs. Chen and her younger brother?"

Zhou Jin chewed the pulp, his mouth was bulging, and shook his head.

Then the two looked at Mr. Liu at the same time.

Mr. Liu was stunned for a moment, then adjusted his glasses, "I heard from my father that this new lady was met by Chen Shunan three years ago when he went to collect the bill. Her surname is Jiang, and her girlfriend's name is Wen Yue. Her younger brother's name is Wen Yuan." .I heard that Mrs. Chen's natal family was in decline at that time, and she and her younger brother were the only ones left to depend on each other. Because of her good looks, Uncle Chen accepted her as a continuation."

"Family fortunes are falling? No wonder that uncle is full of style." Zhou Jin gnawed the fruit core clean, and sucked his fingers again.

Mr. Liu nodded, "Last year, this new lady gave birth to a son for Mr. Chen."

"Huh?" Zhou Jin suddenly became interested, "Master Chen is too sick to get out of bed, can he still have a son?"

Mr. Liu blushed when he heard the words, "Uncle Chen also got sick not long after that youngest son was born."

"What a coincidence?" Duan Yucheng whispered while holding the teacup.

When Liu Tuesday heard the words, he glanced at Duan Yucheng, and then fell silent.

After a while, Duan Yucheng put down his teacup, "Mr. Liu."

"My name is Liu Shixian, Inspector Duan can just call me by my name."

Duan Yucheng nodded, "Just now when Zhou Jin and I inspected Miss Chen's body, we found some things that did not match what the Chen family said."

"What's wrong?" Liu Shixian looked at him nervously.

"First, they said that Ms. Chen committed suicide and no one murdered her, but we found covered fingerprints on Ms. Chen's face."

"Secondly, there is some dirt under Miss Chen's nails. For a young lady who lives reclusively, why is there dirt under her nails?"

"Third..." Before Duan Yucheng could finish speaking, Zhou Jin immediately stood up and patted Liu Shixian on the shoulder, "The third is not important. The important thing is that we know that Ms. Chen didn't seem to commit suicide." Duan Yucheng glanced at Zhou Jin upon hearing this, but didn't speak again.

"Could it be that someone really sneaked into Chen's house and killed Miss Chen?"

Zhou Jin shook his head, "I'm afraid it's not that simple. The Chen family's deep house is built on a hill. How can ordinary people go to such lengths to kill a young lady who has never been in the world?"

When Liu Shixian heard this, his brows tightened, and then his face changed drastically, and he looked at Zhou Jin suddenly, "Could it be that Ms. Chen was captured by the house..."

Zhou Jin patted Liu Shixian on the shoulder lightly, "89 is not far from ten."

The author says:

I don't quite understand why eight and nine consecutive hits are harmonized. . .