death

Chapter 213 Weird Painting
Cai Lu said that Nangong and I needed to investigate the case, but naturally the two of us would not say anything, so we nodded and agreed.

Cai Bin continued: "Go back and have a rest, and drive to Zizhong tomorrow morning!"

When Nangong and I left, when we returned to the place we rented in Chengdu, Nangong said to me: "After you go back, you should adjust your breath well. The continuous use of Dao Xing last night was too exhausting. If you continue to use it this time If you meet a powerful righteous master, it will inevitably be another fierce battle, if you can't keep up with your breath, you will suffer a lot."

Hearing what Nangong Xiong said, I laughed and said, "Are you concerned about me?"

Nangong Xiong let out a "humph" and said, "I'm worried that my way to seek revenge from Mr. Yu will be ruined by you idiot!"

After all, Nangong Xiong ignored me.

After returning to the residence, Cai Ying sent me some other information about the case, including the address and contact information of the old man who had received the weird painting before and died.

And Cai Ying also arranged for me a title, the leader of the special accident investigation team. He said in the message he sent me, let us wait before we leave tomorrow, and he will send Fang Jie to go with us.

And Fang Jie will also bring us some documents, which can provide a lot of convenience for us to investigate the case.

I also sent a message back to Cai Ying to say that I knew about it.

In the early morning of the next day, when Nangong Lian and I got up to do our morning homework, I showed her the address information sent by Cai Yun. Show it to me, it’s a waste of time, you just take me to those places if you know them, it’s useless if you know them, it’s a waste of brain cells.”

I waved my hand and said, "Okay, I'm busy."

After finishing my morning homework, I prepared breakfast. Before we started eating, Fang Jie rushed over and happened to have breakfast with us here.

He also brought over the certificate that Cai Ying had prepared for us. The certificate was well made and had an official seal.

Fang Jie said that this certificate can be found in the public security system, so it is true, and our position is also true. With this evidence, we have the right to investigate many materials in the public security system.

Next, Fang Jie drove, I took the co-pilot, and Nangong Xiong sat alone in the back seat.

It took us more than two hours to arrive at Zizhong County. When we got here, Fang Jie drove the car directly to the Gucheng Hotel on Yingbin Road and stopped. He said that we will stay here tonight, and the three of us share a room .

To the northeast of the Gucheng Hotel is the People’s Hospital of Zizhong. After confirming our rooms, we gathered in the lobby on the first floor. Don't go to the hospital to investigate first to see if there is any abnormality.

I asked Nangong Xie for her opinion, and she said: "You are the one talking about it, you make up your mind."

I said to Fang Jie: "Let's go and investigate, if there is any problem, it's always safe to see."

Fang Jie also nodded.

When we arrived at the hospital, we went to the emergency building, checked everything in the inpatient department, including the hospital canteen, and found no problems.

Although the hospital has experienced a lot of life and death, there are generally no dirty things, because on the one hand, the hospital is full of yang, and the dirty things are not willing to come here. On the other hand, the hospital is a key facility in a city, and the bad will Come here regularly to patrol to see if there is any dirty activity. If you encounter it, you will be taken away by the messenger immediately.
As for ghosts, they are harmless.

We went around the hospital a few times, checked carefully to make sure there was no problem, and then we left. After we found a small restaurant nearby and ate something, Fang Jie led us to meet the family members of an old lady who died recently.

The community was on Hehuachi Street, and Fang Jie called him when he got to the gate of the community, and a middle-aged man in his 40s answered the phone.

After Fang Jie revealed his identity, the middle-aged man said, let us wait at the gate of the community, and he came out to find us.

Soon a slightly fat middle-aged man in a black suit and a black overcoat walked over slowly. He didn't look very fat, but he was panting when he walked around us, and he didn't see him running away. Ah, I started to pant after walking these few steps. This physical fitness is too bad.

After saying hello, the middle-aged man said, "My surname is Ye, and my house is in a bit of a mess right now. Let's go to the small teahouse by the door to talk."

When he arrived at the small teahouse, Mr. Ye ordered some tea and some snacks and said, "Let's chat while we talk."

I asked Mr. Ye straight to the point: "Do you still have the painting that your mother received before her death? Can you show me?"

Mr. Ye shook his head and said: "It was burned again. When we received the painting, we felt very frustrated, so we burned it directly. At that time, my mother was still in the hospital, and the doctor said there was still hope. I was rescued, but on the second day after receiving the painting, my mother’s took a turn for the worse, and disappeared on the fourth day. When she closed her eyes, she was exactly the same as the painting, although the painting I I only glanced at it, but I still remember the picture very clearly.”

After saying a few words, Mr. Ye began to pant again. After a few breaths, he took another sip of tea.

I didn't continue to ask about the painting, but asked Mr. Ye: "Your health is not good?"

Mr. Ye said: "When I was 30 years old, I had a lung disease. Since then, I have been short of breath. It will be fine after a while. It has been ten years. It is an old problem!"

I checked Mr. Ye's situation carefully, and found that he has a sinister air, he seems to be entangled by some dirty things recently.

I continued to ask: "Have you encountered any strange phenomena recently?"

Mr. Ye said: "It's just my mother's painting that matters, nothing else..."

As Mr. Ye seemed to think of something, his expression became a little unnatural.

Mr. Ye continued: "In fact, there is one thing that is a bit strange, that is, last night, the police near us found me and said that today, they will send people to investigate the painting before my mother died. What he said should be It's you!"

I nodded, and then asked Mr. Ye what strange things happened when the police informed him.

Mr. Ye continued: "Our community is considered an old community, and there are not many parking spaces in the community, so when the policeman notified me, it was when I was parking on the side of the road. He notified me, and I chatted with him for a few minutes. In other words, he left after the chat, and it happened to be evening at that time, and now it is dark and early in winter, when I was about to go back to the community, I went to check whether the car door was locked, but when I looked at my car At that time, I found a woman sitting in the co-pilot through the glass, she was wearing a red dress, and she was staring at me blankly."

"I was shocked at the time, but when I blinked and looked carefully, I found that there was nothing inside. Later, I thought it might be the reflection of the glass, which gave me an illusion, so I didn't pay much attention."

"Now you suddenly ask me if something weird happened to me. I think it's a bit weird."

I nodded and said, "This is a bit weird, where is your car parked, can you show us?"

Mr. Ye looked at me and asked curiously: "Are you all from the public family, do you also believe in ghosts and gods?"

I said to Mr. Ye: "We are the special accident investigation team, and we are here to solve these supernatural worlds. There may not be ghosts behind them, but since the supernatural, there must be a special reason. We are here to find the reason behind it."

What I said was very official, Mr. Ye also nodded.

We drank tea here for a while, and chatted for a while, and Mr. Ye led us to the place where he parked.

The car was parked on the side of the road, and when he got here, he pressed the car key and unlocked it.

When I was tens of meters away from the car, I started to frown, because there was a lot of yin around the car, and it could be seen that some dirty things had already taken Mr. Ye's car as a nest.

I looked at Nangong Xiong, she also frowned slightly.

Fang Jie's face was calm. He should have filed more cases than me and Nangong Yuzhang, and he had experienced more things. Maybe he is used to not showing his face.

Mr. Ye asked me if there was any problem with the car and if there were any supernatural elements.

When he said this, Mr. Ye still used a half-joking tone. Obviously, he didn’t believe in ghosts at all. He might even think that the matter of his mother’s painting was just a prank, and we are here to investigate the truth of the prank. , not to catch ghosts.

I looked at Mr. Ye and said solemnly: "Believe it or not, you'd better not drive this car in the near future, otherwise you will be in bad luck!"

Mr. Ye was stunned for a moment and said, "Little brother, don't be joking!"

Before I could speak, Nangong Xiong climbed on the car window and pointed to the seat of the driver's cab, "There is a painting over there, did you leave it in the car?"

Mr. Ye was stunned again and asked, "What painting!"

While speaking, he opened the car door and took out the painting. The person in the painting was Mr. Ye, and the content was that he died at the scene of a car accident, covered in blood...

(End of this chapter)