The soul of the ex-husband

The little girl has long hair, one eye, and holds a doll in her hand.

The doll's face showed the ashen gray of a zombie, and it smiled.

It was the first time for Xiao Qi to see this little girl, but when he first saw her with a blindfold tied on her eyes and holding a familiar doll in her hand, he already guessed who she was.

After listening to Chen Fang's description, it should be a little girl named Zhang Jiayi who lives on the 13th floor.

The little girl is wearing a red scarf and carrying a schoolbag today, apparently also going to report after school starts.

Xiao Qi walked into the elevator and found that only the negative floor of the buttons in the elevator was lit.

It seems that the children are going to the underground garage.

Xiao Qi stretched out his hand and pressed the number key "1". While waiting for the elevator to go down, he suddenly thought of something and took out a brightly packaged fruit lollipop from his school uniform jacket pocket.Imported from Switzerland, exudes a sweet smell.

"Eat?" Qing Yue's voice was low and authentic.Xiao Qi handed the lollipop to the little girl.

The little girl looked at the lollipop with a blank expression, but her one eye lit up slightly, as if she was surprised.

She raised her head to look at Xiao Qi, very out of sight, and reached out to get the candy.

Xiao Qi retracted his hand.

The little girl didn't get the candy, her hands were hanging in the air, she raised her head and looked at Xiao Qi, with a small head and a big question mark.

Xiao Qi glanced at the fruit lollipop with lowered eyes, and asked, "How do you go to school today?"

The little girl understood, grabbed the doll in front of her, and said, "Daddy gave it to me."

Xiao Qi immediately asked: "Who is your father?"

The little girl pursed her lips and remained silent for a while, as if she was considering whether to tell the stranger in front of her, but perhaps because Xiao Qi was good-looking, she finally chose to trust her, saying: "Zhang Zhihui."

"Do you know Chen Fang?" Xiao Qi asked.

The little girl opened her dark eyes, silently looking at Xiao Qi, neither saying she didn't know her nor knowing her.

"Where's your mother?" Xiao Qi asked again.

The little girl was silent for a while, and pointed to the doll in her hand.

Xiao Qi was thoughtful, and handed the fruit lollipop to the little girl.

The little girl peeled off the candy wrapper on the spot, put the lollipop in her mouth, looked ahead, and said expressionlessly, "Thank you uncle."

"..." Xiao Qi looked at the little girl and corrected him, "Brother."

The little girl stopped talking, and sucked the lollipop in her mouth.

Xiao Qi said: "Tsk."

Just because of this "uncle", the little girl left a bad impression on Xiao Qi.

***

When school was over in the evening, the door of Canglan Private High School was opened, and students filed out from inside.

Because Canggao is equivalent to an aristocratic school, more than half of the children in it come from either rich or noble families, so luxury cars are parked at the entrance of the campus, waiting to pick up students returning home after school.

It's just that at the corner of the street, there is a van that looks particularly out of place, broken and old, as if it would fall apart if it moved.

Peter Pan was sitting in the passenger seat, with his feet up, blowing bubbles into the soapy water.

Simon glanced at him in the driver's seat and sneered, "Sand sculpture."

At this time, Tata sat upright in the back seat and said, "Huh? Come out, come out."

As she said that, she rolled down the "creaking" window, and shouted out in a low voice: "Uncle Master——"

Soon.

A long-legged young man in school uniform opened the car door, got in, threw his schoolbag behind, took off his school uniform jacket, and rubbed his hair on his forehead with one hand, making it messy on purpose.

"Don't shout next time." Xiao Qi said lightly, "Your car is the most eye-catching car in the whole street. BMW, Audi, Bentley, and Maybach are all overshadowed by it. I can find it."

"That's not true." Tata said with a smile, "This is worthy of our honorable status as an uncle." Then, he hurriedly urged Simon in the front seat, and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't let the students around see you The noble face of our uncle."

The van drove out of the luxury cars, turned a corner at the street corner, entered the alley, and disappeared from the public's sight.

"What do you want from me?" Xiao Qi slightly opened the window for ventilation, and said.

The van was driving on the main road in the evening rush hour, and it stopped and went, making people dizzy. When the window was opened, the car exhaust was all around, and the smell was even more dizzy. Swearing at people with dirty words, the conditions can be described as touching.

When Xiao Qi was in the classroom in the afternoon, he received a message from Tata, saying that he had something to ask for advice, and he would pick him up after school at night, and then they went to Zhou Heng's house for dinner together.

Xiao Qi was very skeptical, she just wanted to see Zhou Heng, so she found a reason to pick him up from school.

Tata handed a stack of documents to Xiao Qi, and said: "Master, take a look at this, this is the news I bought from a friend, about the last murder in the Tiancheng Homeland."

Although the murder happened on the outer wall of Tiancheng Homestead, it was given such a name, so the real estate agents of Tiancheng Homestead were very dissatisfied, because the reputation of the murder case spread, and the list was much less.

Xiao Qi took the document, opened it to take a look, and saw a high-definition photo of an umbrella.

However, the umbrella has been dismantled and damaged. The removed umbrella rib is placed in the center of the photo. The umbrella rib looks very strange, it is white, and it is polished smoothly, but occasionally there are holes in the surface. FBJQ finishing

Tata pointed to the photo and introduced: "These are the umbrella skeletons of this umbrella, which have been strengthened to become human bones."

"Human bones?" Xiao Qi sat up slightly, his attitude became serious, and he carefully looked at the details in the photo.

Tata continued: "And the police guessed that it was the calf bones from different people, which were thinned, polished into the shape of umbrella ribs, painted with a special coating, and grafted together. One of them is from the last time in Tiancheng The deceased who was killed next to his home, as for the owner of the other bones, is still in the DNA comparison."

Xiao Qi concentrated his eyes in thought, suddenly, he didn't know what he thought of, and there was some strong emotion in his eyes.

"It's not just evil things, but also human beings involved..." Xiao Qi said with a deep voice.

Pan Peter in the front seat suddenly felt a chill behind him, shrank his neck, looked back at the back seat strangely, and saw that Tata was rarely serious, while Xiao Qi, who was standing beside him, seemed to be shrouded in an invisible evil spirit .

Tata's voice was very low, a little frustrated, and said: "Master, have you also thought of... that time of Mr. Qianjisuan..."

I didn't say anything later.

Xiao Qi closed the document, leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes with his face up, and seemed to want to rest, but his masseter muscles were slightly swollen.

Pan Peter listened with his ears up, and when he heard "thousands of calculations", his heart moved slightly.

He knew that Qian Ji was Xiao Qi's master, a very close one, but two years ago, the old man died in a ghost hunting operation.Every time the old gentleman's name was mentioned, Tata was very shy, hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't continue, especially not in front of Xiao Qi.

So, what happened two years ago?

Why did the old man pass away?

Pan Peter looked at the traffic ahead, very confused.

The van arrived at the 42nd building of Tiancheng Homeland. Before going upstairs, four people squatted beside the green belt downstairs, and no one was biting a piece of ice cream.

"You really don't want to bring one for Young Master Zhou and Lin Wan?" Tata asked.

Xiao Qi ate half of an ice cream, his aura has calmed down a lot, he raised his hand, sucked the cream that slid down to his wrist, and said: "Zhou Heng's health is not good, he can't eat cold ones."

Tata had to remind: "What about Lin Wan?"

Xiao Qi sneered: "Is he worthy?"

Tata: "..." Okay.

It seems that the fiancé has a lot of conflicts.

The four of them were almost finished eating, and when they were about to go upstairs, a courier truck bumped to a stop at the 42nd floor.

The driver was a little brother. After he braked, he took out a bag from behind him, took out his mobile phone, and called the number on it.

After a while, the phone rang.

The little brother raised his voice and said impatiently: "Hello? Chen Fang? Do you want your file?"

Xiao Qi was wiping his hands with a paper towel, when he heard the sound, he paused for a moment, then he paid attention a little bit, while wiping his hands, he listened to his younger brother talking on the phone.

"It's been three days—" the little brother said helplessly, "Is there someone in your family to help you pick it up? Otherwise, I'll return it to you soon..."

"All right, all right, I'm not responsible for the loss."

The courier guy hung up the phone and was about to step off the car with the package.

At this time, a clear voice sounded nearby: "That Chen Fang who lives in Room 2, Unit 1002?"

The little brother was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, and saw a rather seductive handsome guy standing in front of him.

"Um... yes, what's the matter." The little brother didn't know why, and said uncertainly, "You are..."

Xiao Qi smiled and said: "I'm his friend, I live upstairs, I happen to go upstairs, I can help you take it up."

It seems that good-looking people are easier to gain trust, the courier brother readily gave the courier box to Xiao Qi, and said: "That's fine, it just saves me a trip... Hey, by the way, you are a representative Sir, please leave your phone number here."

Xiao Qi took the courier box and a pen handed over by his younger brother, and while writing wildly on the courier slip, he said without raising his head: "You have always delivered the courier in this area."

"Yes!" The little brother stepped into the car and said, "It's been a year, so I know him very well."

Xiao Qi smiled lightly, and said in a chatty tone: "Chen Fang's documents are more difficult to deliver, right? The nature of his work is special, and his schedule is black and white. Does it mean that he often can't find anyone?"

"Yes!" The little brother patted his thigh, as if he had finally met someone close to him, and the chatterbox opened up like this, "In the whole building, counting his pieces is the most difficult! A salesman, who is away on business trips every three days, I always love online shopping, and the address of online shopping is always written at home, and there are always items that are stranded with me, and it is troublesome to deal with. Last time I persuaded him to ask him to write the company as the receiving address..."

The courier boy is still nagging.

I don't know what I heard, Xiao Qi smiled slightly, and then the words were automatically blocked.

"Thank you." Taking the opportunity of returning the pen, Xiao Qi interrupted the courier brother and asked, "By the way, do you know Room 2 in Unit 1201? Is there an owner in that household?"

"What?" the courier boy glanced upstairs and said, "Do you want to rent a house?"

Xiao Qi followed his words, and said somewhat vaguely: "Recently, I have this plan. I heard that the rent on the 12th floor is cheaper than other floors."

The courier boy's expression changed slightly. He glanced at Xiao Qi and then again, as if he was hesitating whether to say something or not.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Qi asked with a smile, not knowing why.

The courier boy thought for a while, thumped his thigh, and said, "I don't know much, but handsome guy, you can listen to my advice, even if the house on the 12th floor doesn't cost money, don't live in it."

Xiao Qi made a surprised look: "Why?"

The courier boy's face darkened, and he said two words in a very quiet and mysterious voice: "Haunted..."

The little brother drove the courier car, bumping and bumping away.

Before going upstairs, Xiao Qi walked to the van, patted the roof of the van, and said to Tata, Pan Peter and Simon: "Take the guys."

Tata was puzzled: "Master, what's the matter?" He asked, but opened the trunk without any objection.

Xiao Qi raised his head and looked towards the direction of Room 13 on the 1302th floor along the window of the building.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes turned to room 1201 on the floor below, which was opposite to the house where Zhou Heng lived.

Xiao Qi said: "Just in case, be prepared."

Peter Pan was writhing in the box with his ass pouted, and he turned around and asked, "Master! What do you need to prepare?"

"Whatever you want." Xiao Qi looked at Peter Pan and said lazily, "Just don't bring the roll paper."

Peter Pan blushed, continued to bury his head, rummaged through things with his buttocks pouted, and muttered in a low voice, "Uncle Master is very bad...exposing me again..."

Xiao Qi thought of something, and asked Tata: "Is there anything to unlock the lock?"

"Yes." Tata rolled up her sleeves, bent down and reached into the trunk, and said, "I'll look for it."

The elevator goes up.

Xiao Qi stopped for a while on the tenth floor, went down and put Chen Fang's courier under the mat at the door.

Then, a group of four pulled up to the twelfth floor.

Tata got out of the elevator, rubbing her hands together, like a pervert who was going to see Miss Hua, turned to Room 1202, and said with a smile, "Master Zhou, I'm here to see you..."

As a result, as soon as he took a step, Xiao Qi dragged him back by the collar.

"Cough..." Tata loosened his neckline, almost gasped, looked back at Xiao Qi, and said, "Master, you..."

"Shh..." Xiao Qi made a silent gesture to her, and then pointed to Room 1201 opposite.

Peter Pan and Simon also looked at Xiao Qi in puzzlement.

Xiao Qi took out his mobile phone and motioned to them.

Everyone else also pulled out their phones.

Xiao Qi sent a message in the group of four.

[Disaster from Xiao Qiang: First open the door of 1201. 】

Tata, Pan Peter and Simon, the three of them looked at each other, not understanding what Xiao Qi was doing, and then lowered their hair to send a message.

The four of them just stood in a circle and communicated quietly in the corridor. The atmosphere was so silent that even the sensor lights on the top didn't sense their presence.

[Young Peter Pan: Master, what are you doing?Why don't you go to Master Zhou's house for dinner first? 】

Just after sending out, Peter Pan received a light chestnut on his head.

Peter Pan touched his head, and looked at Xiao Qi who was on the side.

[Misfortune from Xiao Qiang: Eat and eat, you will know how to eat, work first. 】

[Disaster caused Xiao Qiang: Simon went to pry open the door. 】

[TAT: Uncle, it’s not good for you to break into a private house like this, right? 】

[Cao Qi Xiao Qiang: There is something suspicious inside, I'll go in and find something. 】

[TAT: Master Uncle, what is it? [Doubt][Doubt][Doubt]]

[Disaster arises from Xiao Qiang: the corpse. 】

【TAT: ………】

【Young Peter Pan: ………】

【Simon: ………】

[Young Peter Pan: ... Uncle, or else we should go to Master Zhou’s house for dinner first, if we really see a corpse inside, I’m afraid I won’t be able to eat for a while, [crying] [crying] [crying ] While I still have an appetite, eat two more bites. 】

Xiao Qi ignored Pan Peter's appeal, but glanced at Simon beside him, and turned his head towards the security door of Room 1201.

Simon still had a dead face, shrugged indifferently, took out a tool bag from the back of his waist, and unfolded it. There were various lockpicking knives in it.

Simon walked to the door of Room 1201, squatted down, turned on the flashlight of the phone, and began to study the lock on it.

Xiao Qi walked to the side, bent down, followed him to size up,

Rumor has it that Room 42, Unit 2, Building 1201, has not been rented out for half a year. A young couple moved in half a year ago, but the next day they hurriedly contacted the agency to cancel the lease. After that, there was a legend about the haunted place. , the apartment was therefore vacant for a long time.

This anti-theft door is no longer bright, but covered with a thick layer of dust.

But Xiao Qi noticed that there was not much dust accumulated on the doorknob.

Looking at it this way, the guess in Xiao Qi's heart became more and more certain.

He patted Simon on the shoulder, signaling him to come on.

Tata is a chatterbox, and usually uses voice to chat on WeChat, and seldom typed. Now she completely refuses to speak, and it is really uncomfortable.

Tata leaned against the wall, pursed her lips, lowered her hair to send a message.

[TAT: @而起肖墙师叔叔, why don’t you let me speak?This kind of communication is too inconvenient. 】

[Misfortune from Xiao Qiang: Doesn't talking make a commotion?Are you going to let the two people who live across the door find out? 】

[TAT: Why can't Master Zhou and Lin Wan find out?Why hide it from them? 】

【Misfortune from Xiao Qiang: Let me ask you. 】

[Misfortune from Xiao Qiang: If the body is found in Room 1201 later, what do you ask Zhou Heng to think?Will he still be able to eat in the future? 】

【TAT: ………】

[Young Peter Pan: Uncle! ! !Can you also treat us as individuals! [Big cry] [Big cry] [Big cry] Young master Zhou couldn't eat when he saw the corpse, can we eat it when we see it?Can I have dinner first? 】

Xiao Qi did not accept Pan Peter's opinion.

Everyone was waiting in the corridor for Simon to pick the lock.

While waiting, Xiao Qi sorted out the general situation to the other two in the group.

After reading the story about Chen Fang told by Xiao Qi, Peter Pan's face turned pale, and his legs were a little unsteady.

[TAT: Master uncle, do you doubt Chen Fang? 】

[Misfortune from Xiao Qiang: Yes. 】

[TAT: What about doubts? 】

Xiao Qi typed with his head down.

It was evening now, the sun was westward outside, the corridor was dim, and the light from the mobile phone shone on Xiao Qi's face, his face was as calm as water, and his long and curled eyelashes fluttered slightly.

【Disaster arises from Xiao Qiang: He is not Chen Fang. 】

[Disaster caused Xiao Qiang: His name is Zhang Zhihui. 】