No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Bright flames ignited from the black hair gushing out of the ancient well, spread rapidly, and soon engulfed the female ghost combing her hair.

Burning flames were combed on the thick horns, and the female ghost wailed in pain, and the shrill screams almost spread throughout Nanfeng again.

"What's the name of this little brother?" Su Che put away Professor Yang's pointer, and asked the young man.

The young man frowned, and the veins on his forehead twitched vaguely, before he said in an uncertain tone, "Chen...Chen?"

"You're not even sure what your name is?" Su Che continued to ask.

Clutching his head and moaning in pain, his eyes became cloudy, "Chen Chen, Chen Chen...my name is Chen Chen, that's right!"

Su Che looked at Chen Chen, who was struggling in pain, and his doubts increased greatly, "Nanfeng, a small town, exudes a strangeness that is incompatible with the ordinary world. Then the zombies who disappeared, the female ghost combing her hair by the well, and this living person who can't even remember his own name..."

Under the soft moonlight, Nanfeng Town is covered with a layer of silver light, and covered with an incomparably deep darkness. Although there are many tourists during the day, Su Che still feels that Nanfeng...

It's like a ghost town.

Chapter 89 Captain Chen frowned, realizing that things were not simple

"He's not my classmate."

Facing the strange man in front of him, Zhao Xu said in a firm tone.

Although he can't remember the specific appearance of his old classmate anymore, he can still confirm that his old classmate is not the strange man in front of him.

Chen Ruiguang looked at Zhao Xu suspiciously, and took out the strange man's ID card, which clearly stated it.

'Name: Chen Chen

Sex: Male

Nationality: Han

Date of Birth: 1994.2.13'

The profile picture on the ID card was undoubtedly this strange man, and there was nothing wrong with the information marked on it, but Zhao Xu still shook his head firmly, "The other information is correct, but the person is definitely not this person!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am Chen Chen, and Chen Chen is me!" Snatching the ID card from Zhao Xu, Chen Chen was rather annoyed. Anyone who was questioned about his identity by a stranger who suddenly appeared would probably do the same.

Zhao Xu was a little flustered. He quickly took out the note he wrote from his pocket, "Chen Chen, No. 36, Nanfeng Town."

Chen Chen looked at the note in Zhao Xu's hand, nodded and said, "Nanfeng Town No. 36, Chen Chen, it's true that I'm not wrong! But I really don't know you..."

"By the way, I remember that Chen Chen told me that he has a brother in his family!" Zhao Xu recalled the conversation with Chen Chen a few months ago, and said repeatedly.

Chen Ruiguang and Zhao Xu set their eyes on Chen Chen, he thought for a moment, and then said in an uncertain tone, "Impossible, I have been alone since I was a child, and my family can prove this. If you don't believe me, you can ask my mother!"

Led by Chen Chen, the three of them came to the kitchen. An old woman with gray hair but hale and hearty was sitting on the bench choosing vegetables. Just me, a kid?"

The old woman looked up and thought for a moment, "You... seem to have a younger brother..."

After a long silence, she shook her head again, "I'm so old-fashioned, you're the only one."

Zhao Xu and Chen Ruiguang looked at each other, until they left Nanfeng Town No. 36, they didn't come back to their senses, "Chen Tou, I think there is a problem, a big problem!"

"Chen Chen is such a big person, why did he just disappear for no apparent reason?"

Chen Ruiguang frowned, subconsciously waved his right hand, and the tearing pain woke him up, "Xiao Zhao, your old classmate...may have had an accident!"

Taking out his phone, Zhao Xu looked at the call records from a few hours ago with lingering fears. He still couldn't believe that Chen Chen had completely disappeared from this world like this, his identity was taken by others, and there was not even a trace of him left behind.

A middle-aged man with disabled hands came over, and Chen Ruiguang asked, "Comrade Zhao Tailai, what did you find?"

"It's nothing unusual. It's really strange. Nanfeng is so peaceful here. It's strangely peaceful. I haven't seen a place as clean as Nanfeng for a long time." Zhao Tailai's voice was hoarse.

"Very clean?" Chen Ruiguang was puzzled.

"Clean, not as clean as those dirty things, but you can't jump to conclusions, anyway, you have to wait until night to see, if there are dirty things, they will always be revealed at night."

"I will continue to walk around Nanfeng, trying to see if I can find some clues."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Tailai passed Chen Ruiguang and Zhao Xu, and the figure disappeared into another alley.

Zhao Xu held the note with a dull expression and deep fear in his brows. This sense of powerlessness welling up from the bottom of his heart was like the night in the autopsy room of the Xicheng Detachment when the other four forensic doctors were caught by the 714 bus. The curse of death after death is the same.

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In the middle of the night, the mournful wailing of the woman combing her hair spread throughout Nanfeng again.

Within a few minutes, Zhao Tailai leaned out half of his body from the dark alley and entered this alley corner. The quaint water well was burning with raging flames, and the burnt smell from the burning female ghost's hair was particularly pungent. At this moment, he was empty. Scarlet blood flowed from both sleeves, forming a pair of particularly ferocious and terrifying hands.

Stepping forward, Zhao Tailai avoided the burning flames, and the thick horn comb that was still burning beside the ancient well came into his sight.

The bloody hand held the horn comb, and the tumbling scarlet blood seeped into the horn comb in an instant, and a more stern wail came out of the horn comb. Zhao Tailai squeezed it hard, and the horn comb instantly fell apart, and thick plasma rolled out from the crack, screaming The wailing gradually became weaker until it disappeared completely.

Chen Ruiguang ran over panting, and as soon as he entered the corner of the alley, he saw the shattered ox horn comb fall from Zhao Tailai's empty sleeve and fell on the stone road, the crumbs splashed everywhere.

"Is that the zombie that killed people in the ancestral hall?" Chen Ruiguang asked panting.

Zhao Tailai showed a ferocious face, and it took him a while to recover, "No, a colleague made the first move. I don't know which department it is from. He used...high voltage electricity?"

He looked around, the ground was scorched black, but he didn't see a high-voltage power line substation. He couldn't help but wonder, "Where did he get the high-voltage power?"

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Tailai couldn't figure out where Su Che got the high voltage electricity.

"Ah?" Chen Ruiguang opened his mouth wide, in disbelief, "Apart from the zombies that harm people in the ancestral hall, are there other ghosts? This is also..."

"So, no matter how much you pretend to be like that during the day, you will always show your feet at night." Zhao Tailai walked out of the corner of the alley, looked at the messy footprints on the remaining water on the ground, and said thoughtfully, "There are two people at the scene. , a high probability is a local, who comes to the well to fetch water at night and encounters this ghost."

Then, he pointed to a row of footprints against the wall, "At the beginning, our colleague was not sure whether the person in the corner of the alley was a ghost, but after a while, he rushed out from the wall, and with lightning speed Ear's speed rescued the local residents who fetched water, and at the same time quickly defeated the ghost, the method was clean and neat, without the slightest hesitation!"

Continuing to search for clues, the black hair that Su Che chopped off with a scalpel was scattered around the corner of the alley, "He should have a sharp blade that can hurt ghosts in his hand, he is about 1.7 meters tall, neither thin nor fat, and he is 30 years old Under the age of [-], the skill is quite good, Captain Chen, look here..."

Entering the alley corner, the distance between the two footprints spans a long distance, "Rushing from outside the alley corner to inside the alley corner, and then cutting off the ghost's long hair with a sharp blade, he only took two steps! This achievement , I’m afraid I can participate in the Olympics.”

"Only the high-voltage electricity he uses comes from nowhere."

"It's amazing. It's less than 200 seconds for more than 19 meters. If you don't go to the Olympic track and field events to become famous, you are here to shoot supernatural videos? This makes Bolt a scum in seconds!"

Captain Chen frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple, he muttered to himself, "Where did I see such a sentence before?"

Feeling the pain in his right hand, he gritted his teeth, "No way, you will follow me wherever I go, and you really want to fight against me?"

Zhao Tailai: "?"

Although I don't know what Chen Ruiguang is talking about, I always feel that the way he gnashes his teeth is a bit scary.

Chapter 90 Welcome to the ghost town of Nanfeng!

'Nanfeng Town No. 36'

Chen Chen led Su Che to an old-fashioned wooden house, and pushed open the wooden door with a creak. There was a portrait of an old man in the shrine in the middle of the room. Although the portrait was new, it was covered with dust and spider webs, and hadn't been cleaned for a long time. look.

"I don't know how to explain it. Two strangers came to me this afternoon. One of them, a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, pointed at my nose and said that I am not Chen Chen. The real Chen Chen is someone else."

Entering the room, Chen Chen struggled. After passing Su Che a stool, he fell into deep thought, "But I remember very clearly that I am Chen Chen. I have been called this name since I was a child! But why, the one I met earlier The young man said that I am not Chen Chen, and if I meet you again at night, you will also have doubts about my identity?"

"Look at my ID card, is that my name?" In the depths of the conversation, Chen Chen took out his ID card and put it in front of Su Che, as if asking him to prove his identity.

After receiving the ID card, Su Che compared the photo on the ID card with Chen Chen himself. He clearly saw that although the photo on the ID card was somewhat similar to the person in front of him who claimed to be Chen Chen, he could still tell that they were two different people. .

"You said this person is you?" Su Che pointed to the photo on his ID card and said to Chen Chen.

Chen Chen nodded, very sure, "Who else could it be if it's not me? The photo on the ID card looks exactly like me!"

"Brother, if you're sick, get treated early. I know a professional ophthalmologist here. You can go see her when you have time." Su Che patted Chen Chen's shoulder with great sympathy.

"Huh?" Chen Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he said in an unsure tone, "Do you really look different from me when you see the ID photo?"

"It's somewhat similar, but the person in the ID photo is thinner and has a slight scar on his cheek. If you haven't had plastic surgery, you two are definitely not the same person! By the way, do you have brothers in your family?" Su Che looked Described to Chen Chen with the photo of his ID card.

"Brother?" Chen Chen murmured, "The person who came to see me during the day also asked me if I had a brother in my family. My mother originally said that I have a brother, but she quickly denied it. Do I really have a brother? "

"But why don't I have the slightest memory of him?"

"Isn't this a simple question?" Su Che stood up from the bench, walked to the shrine, pointed at the dusty portrait of the old man, "Is there anything here?"

This question instantly awakened Chen Chen who was in deep thought. His eyes followed the direction indicated by Su Che, and the portrait of the old man came into his sight. "Yes...whose portrait is this? Why is it placed in the shrine in my house?"

Hearing these words, Su Che said firmly, "You have met a ghost!"

"Ghost? Is there a ghost in my house? Where is it?" Chen Chen was so frightened that he trembled all over.

"Who knows? The zombies outside the ancestral hall, the female ghost combing her hair by the ancient well, and your ghost that can only affect the memory of others, how dare you say that Nanfeng is not a ghost town?" Su Che's eyes flickered with excitement.

"Come here, I'll show you something nice!" Squeezing out two tears, Su Che daubed them on Chen Chen's eyes, then took out his ID card and placed it in front of Chen Chen's eyes.

Feeling the coolness in his eyes, Chen Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the photo on his ID card, which was completely different from what he had seen before, appeared in his eyes, "Who is he?"

Su Che shrugged, "Who knows? Maybe he is your brother who was forgotten by everyone, maybe the real Chen Chen!"

"Then who am I?" There was a dull pain in his head, Chen Chen clutched his head and moaned in pain, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Who are you, I'm afraid only ghosts know."

He directly took the portrait of the old man from the shrine, and after careful observation, he found nothing unusual. He put the portrait back into the shrine, turned his head and asked Chen Chen, "It's a custom here that after a respected old man passes away, he usually parks it in the ancestral hall temporarily. , will the funeral be held before the burial?"

"That's right." Chen Chen replied, rubbing his forehead in pain.

"Chen's ancestral hall, you should be inside!" Staring at the portrait of the old man, Su Che picked up his backpack and walked out of the wooden house at No. 36 in Nanfeng Town, "Want to know who you are? The answer is hidden in the Chen's ancestral hall. Not coming with you."

After walking out of the main room, Su Che's figure gradually disappeared into the night. Chen Chen struggled for a while, then gritted his teeth and followed.

The night in Nanfeng is very quiet.

The riot caused by zombies attacking and killing a middle-aged woman with heavy make-up outside Chen's ancestral hall returned to calm at an extraordinary speed, and the lights lit up in every house gradually went out.

Dark clouds covered the moon, the lights went out, and Nanfeng fell into darkness again.

It is completely different from Zhao Tailai and Chen Ruiguang's superficial perception. Su Che, whose eyes are full of tears, can see all the weirdness. The mountain wind is blowing, and the white paper umbrella seems to be swinging non-stop, and the noisy rustling sound is like Disappeared.

It was quiet and depressing, even scary.

Walking all the way to the Chen's Ancestral Hall, the traces left by the crowd who flocked here not long ago seem to have disappeared completely, even the isolation belt drawn by the Nanfeng Police Station has disappeared.

Colorful paper umbrellas are hung on both sides of the plaque in the Chen's ancestral hall. Under the paper umbrellas, there are two lines of elegiac couplets in black and white.

The gate of the ancestral hall was opened, and the lights were on inside.

In the middle of the ancestral hall, hundreds of tablets of the ancestors of the Chen family were densely packed, and on the side of the tablet of the gods, half a meter long portraits of old people were placed there, also covered with dust and densely covered with cobwebs.

A large vermilion lacquered coffin is placed upright on the right side of the ancestral hall. In front of the coffin, two white candles that are more than half burned burn. On the ground, shaking, swaying, like a villain in a traditional shadow puppetry moving, terrifying and treacherous.

The portrait of the half-meter-long old man is covered with a layer of wet marks. The old man in the portrait shows an amiable smile, with stubbornness hidden between his brows. His eyes are open, very energetic, and he looks at his coffin with a half-smile, as if as alive.