Mr hell

Huai Qi stayed for a long time before asking: "Why would he" kill people. "

Wen Huai didn't answer, he just shook his head and said, "Little classmate, you can watch it yourself if you want. The deepest memory before his death is the root of his strong obsession."

"I" can see by myself? "

Wen Huaishi put his middle finger together and stretched towards Huaiqi's eyebrows, but Gu Qian stopped his hand halfway.

She tightly grasped the man's wrist, and said vigilantly, "Mr. Wen, the yin and yang skills used on others usually have side effects, right?"

Wen Huai said: "I just 'show' this little classmate what I saw, and the spell will not endanger him. It's just that "what he is about to see may have some psychological impact on him." "

Huai Qi frowned anxiously.

Wen Huai said: "So before the screening, I will confirm again. Little classmate, are you sure you want to watch it?"

Gu Qian worried: "Huaiqi..."

Wen Huai's "book of life and death" is a waste of "token" once used, which means that the past he can see is limited.If he refuses at this time, he will miss this opportunity to see the truth.

Wen Huai's description in just a few words infused Huai Qi with great curiosity and anxiety.

Wen Huai seemed to guess that Huai Qi would definitely agree, and he didn't take back his finger.

Huai Qi stared into his eyes and said, "Sure."

When Gu Qian heard that he agreed, she had no choice but to let go of Wen Huai's wrist.

The temperature on Wen Huai's body surface was exceptionally cool, and his cold fingertips touched the center of his eyebrows, making Huai Qi, who closed his eyes, couldn't help frowning.

After a while, his eyes gradually changed from pitch black to blank.It made his fingers curl up uncomfortably.

Its tone gradually becomes cloudy, like a basin of sewage where brushes have been washed, and the dirty paint floating on the water gathers and condenses to form the scene in front of you.

Someone threw a brush of scarlet paint, and the dazzling stars splashed on the water and spread.

Huai Qi suddenly felt cold behind his back.His eyelids twitched a few times, as if there was an unknown beast hidden under the basin of sewage, his timid character instinctively repelled and feared the breath.

He saw things gradually appearing on the cloudy screen in front of him.

The furnishing of the room began to appear staggeringly, with brightly colored small wooden tables and benches pasted with cartoon pictures.The fan shook its head slowly, blowing the messy papers on the ground.In the blur, those diffused and fused reds are like roses in the process of blooming, blooming lushly and miserably.

But after the scene was clear, their true colors made Huaiqi's scalp explode.

It was all fresh, messy offal.

They "grow" from the inside of a corpse, and the body containing them is dissected.Someone wiped him clean on purpose, like a pure rose container.

Sweat dripped from Huai Qi's forehead, his gaze moved slowly, and he gasped when it fell on the face of the owner of the corpse.

That pale face with dazed and terrified eyes was his own.

This scene was like a scorched needle piercing into Huaiqi's brain.The severe pain made Huai Qi's breathing quicken, and he tried to withdraw from the memory with great resistance, but it was of no avail.

Until he heard the same panting sound coming from his ear.He clearly felt that the voice came from "myself"—because Huai Qi was attached to a person, watching everything he experienced with the eyes of this person.

Huai Qi was surprised that the voice was familiar.

"Jian Yisu, it's Jian Yisu.

What he saw before his eyes was what Jian Yisu saw before his death.

His eyes were trembling, Jian Yisu was standing next to the corpse.The center of gravity suddenly shifted down, as if he had no strength to support himself to stand, his knees hit the floor heavily.Blood, like a devil's hand, soaked and climbed from the material of his knee pants.It's like dragging it into this bloody hell.

Before touching the corpse, Jian Yisu's hands were already stained with blood.So when he reached out to touch Huai Qi's face, he wiped a few streaks of cruel red on the lifeless paleness.

Jian Yisu's lost voice is mixed with bewilderment, shock, sadness, anger, and hatred—each emotion that can overwhelm reason is chaotically intertwined, competing to erupt, promoting each other, and suppressing each other.So much so that the fleshy body kneeling next to "Rose" was almost completely shattered, and turned into a group of desperate human-shaped graffiti lines.

He used this voice to call Huai Qi's nickname: "Zhizhi? "

Jian Yisu's call caused Huai Qi's intracranial pain to reach the extreme, and he created great fear in Huai Qi's heart.

Huai Qi was in pain, he didn't want to look down, he wanted to run away.

Those who can show it seem to be unable to feel his feedback, and still continue this bloody movie.

A weak voice slowly played back, it was what Wen Qian had said to him——

""Your situation is very special. It is easy to cause damage to your brain when triggering the sealed memory, such as forcibly peeling off the cicada in the process of moulting, and it may even lead to deformed memories. "So you have to do it yourself. Slowly shed."

But Huai Qi has no time to regret it now.He struggled with his own fear and the pain from Jian Yisu, he felt his body was about to explode.My mind was squeezed by complicated emotions, leaving the last narrow space——

There is only one thought of death in it.

He heard the door being kicked open behind him, Jian Yisu's eyes turned sharply, and he looked at the man who rushed in in disbelief, but before he could dodge in time, his neck was strangled.

The middle-aged man with a grim expression repeated in a hoarse voice: "You killed him, you killed him, you are the murderer" You are the murderer! "

Huai Qi could no longer hear the following words, when he was about to faint in the struggle, he heard an ethereal "It's ok" from Wen Huai.

It covered up all the noises, and it completely made Huai Qi lose consciousness.

……

There were quite a lot of people at Yaocheng Station, Jian Shuo and the returning students found a warm fast food restaurant and waited for the school's special bus.

Seeing Jian Shuo staring at her fingers, the girl leading the team mustered up the courage to hand him a bottle of mineral water, and said, "Brother Jian, do you want some water?"

Jian Shuo came back to his senses and said, "Oh, no, thank you."

"I see you've been in a daze, are you thinking about something?"

"It's okay, it's just a replay." Jian Shuo took out a ballpoint pen and a small notebook from the front pocket of his clothes, pretending to be worried, "By the way, think about how to report to the school leaders to maximize the funds for our club. .”

The girl laughed when she heard the words, and said, "It's hard work for the president."

"should."

After there was no one around, Jian Shuo slowly clenched the pen in his hand.

He said silently in his heart: "You continue to talk."

Jian Yisu said, "I've already finished."

Jian Shuo regained his seriousness, and said, "The Jin Group's pharmaceutical industry is clearly in the hands of Jin Chuan, why do you doubt Jin Xiao?"

Jian Yisu said: "The status of Jin Chuan and Jin Xiao in the family was completely different from what it is now, and the change began after the death of their father, Jin Wenbo—that is, when Jin Xiao was in charge of the family."

"I know."

"The reason why Jin Chuan was able to control Jin's Pharmaceutical was originally because of his sister's support. Although Jin Xiao is superficially friendly, in reality he acts decisively and is not negotiable. As far as family relationship is concerned, Jin Chuan's respect for Jin Xiao himself He respects and loves her. He listened to Jin Xiao's words and would never do "extraordinary things" beyond her consent. "

Jian Shuo didn't understand: "How do you know these inside stories?"

Jian Yisu said lightly: "I know one of Jin Chuan's underground lovers. Everything I told you just now was based on his investigation."

Jian Shuo said, "Is that man a Taoist priest?"

Jian Yisu didn't ask why he knew, but only said: "Yes."

Jian Shuo discovered that, in a sense, the memories of Jian Shuo and Jian Yisu are shared.He frowned and said, "I had a similar dream."

Jian Yisu continued: "So, if the fact that Jin's Pharmaceuticals secretly funded the trafficking gang is true, it is most likely that Jin Xiao is behind the scenes."

"If you say 'if', it means that Mr. Taoist did not investigate thoroughly."

"Yes. I lost touch with him recently."

"Killed by Jin?"

"Not really."

Jian Shuo thought for a while and said, "Speaking of which, my father once invited a Taoist priest for me. At that time, I thought these were all superstitions."

Jian Su paused and said, "What?"

"I don't remember the details. I had an illness and lost some memories because of it, so my father invited someone to 'do it'. I only found out about it through my father after I recovered."

Jian Yisu's voice became more and more confused, and he said, "Why can't I see these in your memory..."

Just as Jian Shuo was about to speak, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Seeing that the caller was Huai Qi, the two voices in this body were silent for three seconds at the same time.

Jian Shuo swiped the interface up and down, connected, and asked, "Hello? Xiao Huai."

"..."

Jian Shuo asked warmly, "What's the matter?"

A strange voice sounded from the opposite side: "Jian Yisu."

Like a cold current emanating from the center of his chest, it froze his normally beating heart for a few beats.

Jian Shuo immediately left his seat in the waiting area, walked a few steps away from the crowd, and then lowered his voice, "Where is Huaiqi?"

"He's fine, he just fainted, and now we're at the former site of Chaonan Park, 500 meters west of the Taoist Temple in the capital city."

As soon as these words came out, Jian Shuo felt an obvious trembling in his heart. This feeling was too strange, but it really came from himself.So much so that Jian Shuo wondered if he felt the same way with Jian Yisu just now.

In a moment, his vocal cords changed hands, and Jian Yisu said in a low voice, "Who are you?"

"Passers-by who pick him up can call me Wenhuai."

"Why did Huaiqi appear there?"

Wen Huai said, "I don't know."

There are still many doubts about this person named Wen Huai—how did he know the password to open Huaiqi's screen, why did he speak in such a "natural" tone when calling unfamiliar contacts, and why did he know that Jian Yisu was in his body right now? inside.

Jian Shuo is eager to know a lot, but the most important thing right now is the safety of Huaiqi.Jian Yisu positioned the opposite side, and it was exactly as he said.The location is shown somewhere in the park.

Then, the thoughts of the two seemed to be synchronized for a while without knowing it—they called a friend who lived locally in the capital city and asked him to go to the agreed place first.He handed over his luggage to his companions, and immediately turned back to the station.

……

Wen Huai hung up the phone, looked at the blacked-out phone screen, and entered the phone password again skillfully.

He moved Huaiqi to an abandoned room.

The old wall surface has been mottled, and there are messy wooden furniture on the blackened ground.There was a strong musty smell in the whole room, and the window glass had long since disappeared.Looking down from the crumbling window frame, one can see a yard full of withered weeds, and the snow has fallen on it and no one has cleaned it, showing an eerie peace.The rusty and crooked iron gate was covered with dead dodder vines.

Huai Qi sat on the only clean chair.

Wen Huai glanced at the drowsy Huai Qi, and said to himself, "I haven't changed the password all this time, which saves a lot of trouble."

In addition to the bottle cap Huaiqi gave him, he also "seeed" the past of Jian Yisu's soul through other tokens.Although Huaiqi was not equipped with a smartphone 30 years ago, it has always used the same password for bank cards and other passwords, and shared it with Jian Yisu.

Wen Huai glanced at the contact "Senior Jian Shuo" on the interface, and raised his eyebrows.

He patted Huai Qi on the shoulder and said, "I'm sorry."

He operated a bit, downloaded a software, and after starting it, the battery of Huaiqi's phone was exhausted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, before the low battery triggered the automatic shutdown, the message bar popped up a few latest messages, but Wen Huai ignored them, and only after the screen went black did he tuck the hot phone into Huai Qi's pocket.

Wen Huai received a call from his cell phone.

He replied: "It's done."

After hearing what the other person said, Wen Huai sighed, and said: "My investigation is only for souls. I'm not good at investigating living people, let alone the other party is a policeman?"

"Make him a ghost?" Wen Huai's expression changed, and he said, "What do you want to do. Sorry, I'm not responsible for silence."

The other party's words made his expression gradually dignified, and he finally said, "Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Huai silently recited the policeman's name: "Chen Pan'an..."

As he spoke, he took out a jar of golden spirit from his pocket, mixed it with the red powder formed from the bottle cap, and drew a short spell between Huaiqi's eyebrows.The spell penetrated into his skin without leaving a trace.

He wiped something around the room again.Finally, he went downstairs and left in the fading light.

What Wen Huai didn't see was the few messages Huaiqi's phone received before it was turned off—they happened to come from Chen Pan'an.

He said: "Xiao Huai, I heard from Ming Qian that you are in the capital city now, when will you come back today?"

"Remember to come to me when you come back, I have something to tell you."

"It's about your neighbor's old man. I have investigated some things these days."

"It's part of my decluttering."

"[picture]"

The black-and-white photos printed on A4 paper are like tombstones on paper. Because of the age, some "stone monuments" have lost their photos and names, leaving only their baby names and ages.The beginning of the paper is sadly engraved: "The list of the deceased in the case of Chaonan Children's Welfare Institute."

Chen Pan'an shot very clearly.

And Huai Qi's face suddenly appeared on the list.