"Amu, you shovel, come in with me!" The boss grabbed me by the collar viciously, walked through the messy office, and entered his office.
("Fujie Xiejia shovel" is a classic Cantonese swearing combination. "Fujie" is usually translated as "jerk", which means lying on the street, meaning to die unintentionally, the real meaning is "a bastard who can't die well" ;The "冚" in "冚jia shovel" and "雖" have the same pronunciation, and "冚家" means "the whole family". If it is explained in terms of fonts, it is not difficult to find that "冚" is a coffin board covered on the mountain, to put it bluntly It is a grave. And "shovel" means digging, "Xianjia shovel" means that the whole family needs to dig graves for burial. In simple terms, "shovel in the street" means "the whole family can't die.")
"What the hell are you doing in the office, are you having a wild party?" As soon as the door was closed, the boss poked hard at my temple with his chubby index finger.
"Calm down, calm down..." I managed to keep my head from being pierced by his fat fingers. After finishing my clothes for a while, I squeezed out a sad face and explained to him: "I told you on the phone last night that we were attacked by the Mirror-Hidden Ghost and almost lost our lives."
"If you died heroically, maybe I wouldn't be so angry. And you didn't say on the phone that the office was made like a battlefield." His small eyes widened and he glared at me fiercely.
"You can't blame me for that!" I continued to pretend to be my grandson and reported to him the recent progress of the investigation and the attack last night.
After he listened to my report, his anger subsided, and his tense face gradually relaxed. Although his appearance was not as scary as before, I didn't feel at all relaxed, because his sly eyes let me know that the lecture had just begun.
He leisurely brewed a pot of tea, sat down and took a few sips before casting a contemptuous look at me: "If this case is handled by Xiao Xiang, I don't need to waste my time with you here."
I retorted reluctantly: "Boss, you can't blame me for what happened last night. No one would have thought that the ghost hiding mirror would be so bold and break ground on Tai Sui's head."
"Even if she has the guts to put her in jail, can she still make a mess last night!" The boss glared at me.
I squeezed out my grief again and replied: "I also really want to catch her back immediately, but we haven't figured out her true identity yet, we only know that she should be a person who is proficient in shadow puppetry, and there is no other other clues."
The boss suddenly stood up, poked my head again with a fat finger, and scolded: "It's not that there are no clues, it's just that you were too stupid to notice."
While dodging his attack, I retorted: "I'm sorry, I have already investigated any suspicious details in detail. But the Mirror-Hidden Ghost is so cunning, it's almost impossible to leak, so far we don't even have any suspects. ."
"There is no crime that leaves no trace in this world." He sat down and took a sip of tea and said calmly: "Any criminal will lie to cover up his crime after committing a crime. As long as someone lies, there must be loopholes. Here In Zong's case, you ignored at least two of the loopholes shown."
I asked myself that I had carefully investigated every suspicious detail, but I still didn't find the loophole he said, so I had to continue to ask him to clarify.
He stretched out his chubby index finger and shook it in front of me: "First, in the legend of the ghost in the mirror, you only care about the terrible rumors, but you ignore the essence of the legend."
Although I knew he was criticizing me for being full of superstitious ideas. But what this "legendary essence" refers to, I couldn't figure it out, so I had to ask him humbly for advice.
He rolled my eyes at me and explained, "Legends are stories that are passed down orally. As the most terrifying legend in Wangcun, almost every villager knows the story of the ghost in hiding. Especially last year, there was a student who ran into the air-raid shelter, and there were people at that time. When it comes to the legend of the hidden mirror ghost. For a small place like Wangcun, the mysterious things will definitely become the topic of the villagers after dinner, so most of the villagers will know this legend.”
"Everyone knows what about the legend of the hidden mirror ghost?" He said so much, but I still don't understand what the problem is.
"I think you're too stupid to be saved." He shook his head and sighed. "Think about it carefully. During your investigation of this case, did anyone tell you that you don't know this legend?"
When I told him this, I immediately thought of Liang Caixia. When learning about her attack by the Mirror Ghost, Wu Wei mentioned that she did not know the legend of the Mirror Ghost. But she is from Liangcun, so it makes sense not to know the legends spread in Wangcun.
I said what I was thinking, but in return the boss rolled his eyes again: "If this is a legend that no one has mentioned in recent years, if this surnamed Liang is a big girl who can't leave her boudoir in three steps, then it is called 'reasonable'. Zhong'! You don't want to think about what business the surnamed Liang does. She sells frozen meat in the vegetable market. It is part of her job to talk about mountains with the three aunts and six women. Maybe you haven't heard of it?"
"You mean, Liang Caixia deliberately concealed her knowledge of this legend." I began to understand what he meant.
"You, you should eat brain fragments on time every day." The boss beat me mercilessly again, "The surname Liang was not deliberately concealed, but her husband made a mistake, and she had to make it wrong. In fact, this is just a small loophole, it has no effect on the overall situation. Decisive influence, if she corrects her husband's mistakes in time, no one will care about this episode. However, because of her guilty conscience, not only did she not correct her husband's mistakes, but instead continued her husband's lies, which inevitably made people suspicious of her fate. Is the attack experience true?"
I am puzzled by the boss's fuss over this trivial detail, because his speculation is based on only one uncertain factor. We cannot conclude that Liang Caixia is lying on the basis of this uncertain factor alone.
I explained what the center was thinking, and the boss replied disdainfully, "Don't put me in the same category with you, I don't rely on guesswork in handling cases." After that, he slowly stretched out his second fat finger, "Second A loophole appears in her description of the ghost who hides the mirror."
I carefully recalled every detail Liang Caixia described, but I didn't notice anything unusual. What she said about the ghost who hides the mirror is consistent with what we have encountered. Maybe some subjective feelings are slightly different, but the key features are exactly the same.
After listening to my answer, the boss threw a strange question: "Do you know what a cheongsam is?" I returned a puzzled look, and he raised his hand to me and said, "Tell me what you know first. "
I replied angrily: "Boss, I didn't just come from the country, you wouldn't think I've even seen a cheongsam, right? If you go into a decent tea house, you can find three or a few people wearing cheongsam. Is it possible that I haven't seen the cheongsam?"
("Zhike" is a Cantonese-style teahouse, the waiter who greets guests at the entrance and guides the guests to sit, usually wears a cheongsam uniform.)
The boss nodded: "Then tell me what the cheongsam looks like."
I didn't know what he was selling in the gourd, so I had to tell the truth about what the cheongsam looked like: "To put it simply, the cheongsam is a tight dress. Because the skirt is narrow, the sides are split to facilitate movement. "
"Where do the forks on both sides usually open?"
It was another strange question. I couldn't understand his thoughts more and more, so I had to continue to answer truthfully: "It depends on the venue. The uniforms of the customers in the teahouses are generally only worn above the knee. The cheongsam you wear will expose your thighs."
"What about the cheongsam of the Ghost of Hidden Mirror?" The question of the boss made me speechless for a while.
Although I've had sex with the ghost hidden mirror several times, I really haven't seen her lower body. Every time she appeared in the window or in the mirror, I could only see her face or upper body. I had never seen her below the waist, and of course I didn't know where the slits of the cheongsam were. I even wondered if she had feet, because according to legend, ghosts have no feet.
After I told the boss about this detail, he smiled slyly like a fox: "You have never seen her feet, but the surnamed Liang said he was kicked upside down by her."
Although this detail is suspicious, it is too arbitrary for the boss to believe that Liang Caixia is lying. As for my doubts, the boss seemed to have expected it and explained: "The reason why you doubt my judgment is because your knowledge of cheongsam is limited to modern times."
"Is the cheongsam still divided into modern and ancient?" I asked in confusion.
"Read more when you have time!" The boss gave me a blank look and continued to explain: "The cheongsam is the Manchu clothing style, because the Manchus are also called the cheongsam, so it is called the cheongsam. The gorgeous robes worn by the queens and Gege in the braided show , is the original appearance of the cheongsam. Although this cheongsam looks very gorgeous, it is very cumbersome to wear. It can be worn by the nobles who have nothing to do. If the common people wear this kind of clothes, they will die of exhaustion if they don’t fall. The cheongsam that became popular later in the Republic of China was a greatly simplified style."
"The change in the style of the cheongsam doesn't seem to have anything to do with this case." I scratched my head in confusion.
"You're really helpless." The boss was too lazy to scold me, and directly said the key point: "The modern cheongsam is similar to the style of the Republic of China. The biggest difference is where the fork of the skirt is opened. Modern cheongsam usually has a fork. The mouth is above the knee, mainly to facilitate walking. But this style of cheongsam, in the relatively conservative period of the Republic of China, was only worn by courtesans, and the daughters of large families would not wear such indecent clothes ."
"What do you mean, the Mirror-Hidden Ghost can't kick Liang Caixia?" I suddenly realized.
"Your head hasn't degenerated to the stage of a monkey." The boss nodded with satisfaction, "During the Republic of China, a serious girl would not show her legs casually. In the cheongsam at that time, the forks were usually only open to the ankles and calves. In between, at best you can only see the wearer's socks. If a little bit of flesh is exposed, it will be regarded as indecent."
He took a sip of tea, and then added: "Wearing such a cheongsam, you have to be careful even when you cross the threshold. It is impossible to lift your foot and kick someone unless you lift up your skirt."
According to legend, the ghost of the Tibetan mirror is the daughter of a big family, and should dress conservatively and not do anything indecent. Like the boss said, the indecent behavior of pulling up the skirt first and then kicking someone with a foot is indecent, a rude girl like Zhen Zhen can't do it, even more impossible for her.
Based on this inference, two possibilities can be drawn: first, the ghost who attacked Liang Caixia was not the legendary Miss Cai family; second, Liang Caixia lied to us. The latter is clearly more credible.
If Liang Caixia lied, then her suspicion would be high. However, if the truth is what we think, then there is another problem that I can't understand, and that is the scar on her body. Is it necessary to get yourself bruised all over just to lie
"It is necessary!" The boss gave me a positive answer and explained: "First of all, we can't be sure whether there are lies first and then scars, or whether there are scars and then lies. If there are lies first, the scars exist simply for the sake of ending. Lies. But if scars come first, then lies are meant to cover up the truth.”
"Liang Caixia is not a special forces soldier, so he will get hurt all over for no reason?" I don't agree with his point of view.
He shook his chubby index finger and replied, "Although she is not a special forces soldier, she may be a living target of the Mirror-Hidden Ghost."
I was surprised: "She was punished for offending the Mirror Ghost?"
"This is one of the possibilities." The boss put away his fat fingers, "It is also possible that he actively cooperated with the ghost who hides the mirror to test the effect of alcohol bullets."
"Impossible!" I looked at the boss suspiciously, "Liang Caixia also lied for the hidden mirror ghost anyway, so she must have something to do with the hidden mirror ghost. Even if she is not the hidden mirror ghost, at least she is a subordinate of the hidden mirror ghost. To test the effect of alcohol bullets, you can just find any unlucky person, do you need to find your own people? Even if you are hit by this kind of bullet, you won’t die, but the severe pain can make you die.”
"If it's just to test the effect, you don't need to look for bad luck. There are stray dogs in rural areas, or you can find a stupid pig like you." The boss poked me in the head again, "Think carefully, ghosts with hidden mirrors. When did the legend begin to make the villagers of Wangcun panic?" As soon as he said that, I was suddenly enlightened.
Although the legend of the Tibetan Mirror Ghost has long been spread among the villagers of Wangcun, no one has seen her hideous face before, so it is only regarded as a legend to scare children. However, since Liang Caixia was attacked, all the villagers believed it because of her personal description. At least, I once believed that the Mirror Ghost really existed.
Liang Caixia's "attack" was on the one hand to test alcohol and dry ice bullets, and on the other hand, to convince everyone of the legend of the hidden mirror ghost, so that all the charges could be blamed on the ethereal ghost.
This trick is really ingenious, and for a time we were confused. However, every lie must have loopholes. As long as you follow this loophole to get to the bottom of it, you won't have to worry about not being able to find out the truth!