At ten o'clock in the evening, the two came to the Taiyang pawn shop. He Jingjing waved them in at the door. There was no light in the room, and it was so dark. Lin Qiupu imagined that there was a gangster holding a sharp blade behind the door, so nervous. Swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
He followed Song Lang and entered the room. He Jingjing turned on the light, and there was a reception desk directly opposite the door. On the left was the consultation room, which contained only sofas, coffee tables and potted plants. He Jingjing opened the door on the right, which was an office. The room is full of tall glass cabinets, with antiques, calligraphy and paintings, famous brand watches, jewelry, jewellery and other objects placed in a dazzling array, but they can only be seen but cannot be touched, and there are locks on them.
"This is my father's office. He will put the collateral and books here. Outsiders are usually not allowed to enter without authorization, not even me."
"Then why do you have the key here?" Song Lang asked.
He Jingjing's expression panicked for a moment, and she said, "He is my dad. Of course I know where he hid the spare key. I can't hide things at home and in the store."
"How many people are in the store?"
"My dad; Xiao Li, the receptionist, she is nine to five every day, and sometimes she is not on top of me when she is absent; He Jun, my buddy, is mainly doing chores."
"It's not just these people, right? This is also a lending business. Debt collection is a hard job. Who is responsible for debt collection? Miss He, if you want to help us investigate the case, don't hide it."
He Jingjing pursed her lower lip and said, "He Jun has a few friends on the road, and when he encounters debts that cannot be collected, he will go to the friends on the road for help. Of course, he will collect them within the legal scope."
"Does your father believe in any army?"
"Yes, He Jun is his nephew, who lives far away. He fought and went to jail when he was young. He couldn't find a job when he came out. It was my dad who took him in. He has been here for ten years."
Song Lang nodded, and turned his head to find Lin Qiupu standing still. He said, "You brought the notebook just to remember a few words I said?"
"Oh!" Lin Qiupu woke up and quickly took out his notebook to record the information.
Song Lang said to He Jingjing: "Let me take a look at that little bowl!"
"I am searching!"
He Jingjing went to open the safe. After a few attempts, he couldn't open the code lock on it. So he shouted "He Jun" upstairs. A man wearing an undershirt and full of black muscles came downstairs. The tattoo on his neck was very eye-catching. , Seeing two strangers in the room, subconsciously said: "Tiaozi?"
"Don't talk nonsense, they are here to investigate the case, my dad killed someone!"
"Wh...what!?" He Jun was shocked, his expression didn't look like it was pretended.
He Jingjing briefly explained the situation and asked He Jun to open the safe. He opened it easily. Song Lang glanced at the safe. There were cash, gold bars, real estate certificates, etc., and there was also a small bowl.
He Jun carefully took the small bowl over, and Song Lang observed it in his hand. The shape, color, and touch were clearly carved out of a human skull, but it is hardly a work of art, because it Without any carving and processing, only a bowl bottom is installed at the bottom, which is also bony.
"What is this?" Song Lang noticed a strange pattern on the bottom of the bowl, which was pasted on it.
"Captain, that's a QR code." Lin Qiupu explained.
"Two-dimensional code?" Song Lang looked puzzled.
Lin Qiupu thought to himself that Song Lang didn't even know the QR code, which was too weird. Later he noticed that Song Lang was using an old-fashioned flip phone.
"What does this thing mean?" Song Lang asked.
"like this… "
Lin Qiupu took out his phone and scanned it, and a video popped out. He clicked to play. In the picture, a man was sitting in a dark room. He couldn't see his appearance against the light. He was holding a folding fan in his hand and kept watching. He tapped on the other hand and said in a story-telling voice: "She is Zhaodi, a Huaibei rural woman who was born at the end of the 19th century. Because her family was very poor, she was hired by her father early to a landlord’s family. His second son became a daughter-in-law. When she was seventeen, she became a mother, but because of the incorrect fetal position, the child did not survive. She was very sad and cried for a long time. When she was twenty, she became pregnant again but still failed to give birth. Come out. The two children who have been lost in a row are both sons. The husband is heartbroken and is looking for reasons everywhere. On this day, the husband returned from the midwife in despair and beat him up. He said, I called the midwife to take care of the child. You actually said you If you want to survive, please beg them to protect you. I will XXX you XXX and not give birth to a son for the X family. What do I have to marry you? If I can't regenerate a son, I will screw off your head and be a dog!"
The man in the video shook his head regretfully, "However, it's as if fate is joking with Zhaodi. The third child is a son and did not give birth. Since then, Zhaodi has disappeared. When people ask about her husband, Her husband said with a cold face, ran away, the bitch killed my son, and still have the face to come back?"
The man took out a small bowl that was exactly the same as Song Lang’s hand from a small wooden box, and said, “This bowl was found from the second son of the landlord’s house during the Cultural Revolution. Yes, you guessed it right. , It is Zhaodi! A poor and helpless woman! This is not only her skull, but also her anger, the deep anger that spans a century... Boss, I want to pawn this thing now, I To be 6 million yuan, if you don’t want to give me so much money, I will leave Zhaodi at your house, she will bring continuous'good luck' to your family, giggle..."After laughing enough , The man continued, “I’ll notify you where you pay the money. By the way, it’s useless if you call the police. This is not blackmail, because you believe it or not. You can throw it in the trash can and see if the offer Will get angry! Suck!"
The four people stared at the screen quietly, and He Jingjing said: "Now you believe it, this bowl will bring a curse!"
"Can we take the appraisal from the bowl?"
"Yes, okay, don't return it! Your police station is very angry, maybe you can stop it." He Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief as if he had sent away the plague god.
"By the way, how much cash did your father take when he went out at night?"
"I don't know. The last time I saw him was at 8 o'clock in the evening. He was carrying a suitcase to go out. The suitcase was used to store money. He also handcuffed his wrist to the suitcase. It must be a big one. A sum of money. I asked him where he was going, and he said he would be back in a while."
"He didn't personally say to send this life-saving money?"
"I guessed, otherwise, what did he do with the money in the middle of the night? Police officer, it's really not my superstition. Go to any pawn shop in the city to find out that there is a curse in this bowl, Yuxiang Pawn The boss of the line died bizarrely after receiving this bowl. You police also have files on this matter."
He Jun also helped, "Yes, it's true. This bowl is really evil. Since it appeared in the store, my misfortunes have happened one after another this month, and the lady boss fell ill and died again."
Song Lang noticed the pair of young people standing together, He Jun's hand seemed to touch He Jingjing's waist...