I have big problems with my superpowers and my relationship

"it is good."

Lu Shuyu nodded and still only said one word.

They turned around and walked into a path paved with white stone slabs. The rich young woman led the way in front, and Lu Chen followed behind. The two of them walked through the tombstones one after the other, with only the sound of each other's footsteps in their ears.

The sun shone through the sparse clouds, and the air was mixed with a faint smell of grass. Not far away there was a row of pine trees, and further away was a lush low hill.

Maybe it was because it was neither a holiday nor a weekend, at least within Lu Chen's sight, there was no one else except himself and Lu Shuyu.

In short, the atmosphere was very silent.

After walking like this for about five or six minutes, Lu Shuyu suddenly stopped.

"Are we here?"

Lu Chen also stopped and glanced at the rich young woman.

"Well, that's grandma's tombstone..."

Lu Shuyu pointed blankly at a tombstone a few steps away, with a confused expression.

Hmm? What's that expression on your face?

Lu Chen looked in the direction she pointed, not knowing what was going on, and was also stunned for a moment.

Because right in front of the tombstone, on the marble bricks specially used for placing tributes, flowers and other items, there were actually two flowers.

Two blooming white chrysanthemums.

Chapter 183 Ripples from the Past

The sky was cloudless and there was no sound.

With eyes wide open, Lu Chen looked at the two white chrysanthemums lying quietly in front of the tombstone. He suddenly felt a chill on his spine and his expression instantly became shocked.

Five minutes ago, Butler Li had just handed him and Lu Shuyu two white chrysanthemums.

The two flowers are still in their hands, with their white petals tightly clustered together and wrapped in a layer of transparent cellophane.

At this moment, the two white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone are also wrapped in the same cellophane.

"..."

"Lu, Lu Chen..."

Subconsciously taking a half step back, Lu Shuyu finally reacted. She immediately turned to look at Lu Chen with horror in her eyes, her voice trembling.

"fine."

Lu Chen took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "Maybe someone just came here."

"But, but these two flowers..."

Lu Shuyu bit her lips tightly, her face pale: "Why are you the same as us..."

"They are all chrysanthemums, so it's normal to look like some of them."

Lu Chen is not a complete atheist, but he is used to analyzing things from a scientific perspective.

What's more, they are just two flowers, not some monsters.

"There should be surveillance cameras in the cemetery. Let Uncle Li check to see who was here today or yesterday."

"Okay, I'll go right away..."

Seeing Lu Chen so calm, Lu Shuyu relaxed a little, but it was obvious that she was still a little uneasy.

After agreeing, she immediately ran back the way she came.

But Lu Chen did not go back with her. He walked to the tombstone alone, squatted down, picked up the two white chrysanthemums and examined them carefully.

It is summer now, and if these flowers are not kept in water, they will obviously wither and shrivel in a day at most.

But these two flowers are very fresh, so they will definitely not be kept here for too long.

Comparing the petals with the white chrysanthemum in his hand, Lu Chen was silent for a moment, then reached out and touched the petals.

Tender, but not soggy.

If someone left it here last night, there should be dew that has not evaporated yet.

so......

Was there anyone else here this morning?

who is it?

Lu Chen suddenly transformed into Sherlock Holmes, his brain working rapidly.

Lu Shuyu's grandmother is not a martyr or anything, so normally only relatives and friends would come to pay tribute to her.

And since there are two flowers, there should be two people coming.

"..."

Frowning, thinking of this, Lu Chen once again compared the white chrysanthemums brought by "both sides".

Although the one for Lu Shuyu is missing, it’s not a big problem.

Under the increasingly hot sun, he squatted in front of the tombstone and compared it carefully for a minute or two, and finally came to the conclusion -

Different.

The flower I brought is different from the two I already have.

At first glance they do look very similar, but a closer look reveals that there are subtle differences.

"call......"

I don’t know why, but after making this clear, Lu Chen actually felt inexplicably relieved.

Fortunately, humanity's scientific outlook remains strong today.

In this case, this incident can only be regarded as "strange" rather than a "paranormal event".

and......

After looking at the packaging and details of the three flowers, Lu Chen was basically certain that they were made by the same person or the same flower shop.

And the flowers for him and Lu Shuyu were prepared by Butler Li...I understand!

Solve the case!

Someone from the Lu family must have come here this morning, but Lu Shuyu just didn’t know about it!

Damn, I’m scared to death!

Just now I thought it was a overlap of parallel worlds!

After complaining in his heart, Lu Chen finally felt relieved and put the two white chrysanthemums and his own one back on the marble slab.

It was not until this time that he cast his eyes on the tombstone in front of him for the first time.

It is no different from other tombstones around it. It has a simple and elegant shape, without all the fancy designs. The name of Grandma Lu Shuyu is engraved on the tombstone, and there is a black and white portrait on the top.

Ding Yingqi.

Just by looking at the name you can tell that he is an intellectual.

And the old lady in the portrait also looks kind and gentle.

In short, although there was only a photo and a name, Lu Chen had already imagined in his mind the image of a "retired female professor with neatly combed white hair, decent clothes, and kind eyes."

But that’s about it.

"Is that all the information..."

After looking for a long time, Lu Chen stood up reluctantly. He even walked around the tombstone, but he didn't find anything useful.

The main reason why he came here today was to see if he could find any clues that were not in the information.

But it turned out that he was overthinking.

Not to mention an eight-digit password, there isn't even an epitaph.

"Da da da......"

Just as Lu Chen was standing there scratching his head in disappointment, the sound of footsteps came from far away.

Turning around, it was Lu Shuyu.

"Uncle Li has gone to find the cemetery manager."

The rich lady trotted all the way to Lu Chen, panting a little, her chest heaving slightly.

"It should be found soon."

"Hmm...I just checked these two flowers, and they're different from ours."

Lu Chen smiled and shook his head: "So someone must have been here before us, but it was earlier and we didn't run into them."

"Is it."

Lu Shuyu was stunned for a moment, and his expression obviously relaxed a lot.

Good man, it seems that you are not a staunch materialist.

"Okay, I've seen enough here."

Looking back at the tombstone, Lu Chen asked, "Would you like to stay a little longer?"

Lu Shuyu was a little surprised: "Ah? So fast?"

"Well, I didn't find anything useful."

Lu Chen nodded: "I plan to ask the administrator again to see if there is anything I can learn."

"Is that so... Wait for me a moment then."

Lu Shuyu thought for a moment and said, "I'll just talk to grandma. It'll be quick."

"Okay, I'll wait for you over there."

Lu Chen had no interest in eavesdropping on Lu Shuyu's "secret conversation" with her grandmother. He walked seven or eight steps, stopped in front of an "empty room", took out his cell phone and looked at it.

There was a message from Qin Wanqing, sent ten minutes ago.