During the investigation of the murder scene, the conversation between Huang Zhao and Zhao Song on the balcony made me suspect that they knew something about the cause of Gao Weixiong's death. However, Boss Zhao seems to be unwilling to tell us the truth. Fortunately, Huang Zhao seems to have the intention of revealing the truth to me. Maybe I can find him through Nie Hong. Just when he was about to ask Nie Hong how to contact Huang Zhao, the phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number. After connecting, a familiar voice came from the receiver: "Is it Mu Shenyu?"
"Hello, I'm Mu Shenyu. May I ask who you are..." I'm usually more polite when I don't know who the other party is.
"My name is Huang Zhao, and we have already met." It seems that today's luck is good. When he was about to find him, he took the initiative to contact me.
Since he took the initiative to find me, there must be some trouble, maybe it was the ghost that he said during the day. So, I might as well play Tai Chi with him for a while, and say, "Oh, do you have anything to do with me?"
"This...actually..." He hesitated for a while without getting to the point, then I pretended to be impatient and said, "I still have things to do, if there is nothing important, then let's talk about it next time! line."
"Don't, don't, don't drop the call, I have something very important to tell you." His tone was very anxious.
The more anxious he is, the better it will be for me, so I don't mind making him more anxious, and said in a more impatient tone: "If there is something important, just tell me quickly, I have to investigate Gao Weixiong's case. , I'm busy!" I deliberately threw a few tricks up so that he could get on with the topic.
Sure enough, he immediately said, "I'm looking for you just for Xiao Gao's case."
Although he may provide us with very important clues, since he took the initiative to deliver it to the door, I am not afraid that this fat meat will fly away, so I am still extremely impatient: "Then what do you want to say? Just say it, don't waste everyone's time."
Although I was very impatient, and although his tone was also very anxious, he was much more cautious than I thought: "I'm afraid it's inconvenient to talk on the phone, why don't we find a place to chat in person."
The mobile phone is actually one of the least confidential communication tools. In addition to being eavesdropped, it is more likely to be recorded by the other party. Since the last time I was fixed by Yuetong, I have installed call recording software for my mobile phone. However, a common shortcoming of several software I have tried is a subtle "beep" sound every few seconds during a call. Although the voice is subtle, the other party can find it with a little attention, and an experienced person can judge that the call is being recorded. I think Huang Zhao only proposed to meet me when he found out that our conversation was being recorded. In this way, what he wants to talk to me is definitely something that cannot be seen, and he will definitely not admit every word he said afterwards.
Even so, I still have to meet him, because he may be able to provide me with key clues, so I must agree to meet him. But he was really too cautious, not only set the meeting place in a remote place, but also asked me to go to the appointment alone. Although I was very impatient again and again, it was just pretending. I couldn't refuse his request, so I had to agree one by one.
As soon as I hung up the phone, I found out that Zhen Zhen had brought her face close to eavesdropping. Although she wasn't ugly, she would still be startled when she suddenly found her face so close. After I came back to my senses, I laughed and said, "You don't mean to harass me!"
Although her face was a little red, she still replied with sharp teeth: "Do you need sexual harassment as well? You just don't sexually harass me."
"Do I have it?" I squeezed out a surprised expression.
"Stop pretending to be garlic with me, is it still less for me to be teased by you?" She rolled my eyes at me and asked with a little concern, "You really plan to meet him alone."
I shrugged helplessly and said, "Otherwise, what else can he do? He must know something, something Zhao Song won't tell us."
"Aren't you afraid of being a trap? Since Zhao Song doesn't tell us the truth, he certainly doesn't want us to investigate the truth. Maybe they designed it to frame you." From her uneasy eyes, I could see that she was not interested in me. of care.
"You care about me too!" I smiled and stretched my arms around her shoulders, but I was rewarded with an elbow before I touched her.
After parting ways with Zhen Zhen, I went to the appointed place alone - a huge and secluded park. Many people come to visit this park during the day, but the bus passing by here stops at 8:00 pm, and there is no parking lot nearby, so not many people come here at night, and only occasionally see one or two couples behaving intimately couple.
Huang Zhao designated to meet me in the pavilion on the top of the park. After walking along the winding mountain road, it took me nearly half an hour to see this damn pavilion, and my feet became weak. However, when I walked into the pavilion, I didn't see Huang Zhao, who was even more damned. This kid shouldn't be playing with me! When I took out my phone and called him, he actually said that he was staying at the foot of the mountain, and he came up immediately and asked me to wait for him for a while.
God, what the hell is this kid trying to do! He specified to meet at the top of the mountain, which I can understand, because there is not a single ghost here now, and no one will hear our conversation or even know that we are meeting here. But he has already arrived, why stay at the foot of the mountain, isn't it easier to be met at the foot of the mountain
I sat in the gazebo full of complaints and waited for him to go up the mountain, thinking that it would take ten minutes for him to run up, so I lit a cigarette and waited slowly. After waiting, I found that the surroundings were getting darker and darker, the sun had already gone down, but the electric lights around the pavilion did not come on. Maybe it's because there are few tourists at night, so just don't turn on the lights in order to save electricity!
Staying in a dark and unoccupied place, I didn't think it was okay at first, but gradually I felt that this pavilion seemed to be very "cool", with a feeling of gusty wind. Moreover, there are many trees two or three meters high around, and at this moment it looks like a monster with claws and claws. However, these are not what I am most afraid of. What I am most afraid of is that occasionally the night wind blows and I can hear some "rustling" sounds, as if there is an unknown danger hidden behind the trees.
I suddenly felt a shivering feeling in my heart, as if danger was approaching me, and a chill came from behind, making me shiver, and I even felt "something" coming out of my back. The fear of the unknown made me turn around and look back, but as soon as I turned around, I almost screamed out of fear, because I found that a figure appeared behind me at some point. However, with the help of the dim moonlight, I soon discovered that the figure was the person I was waiting for - Huang Zhao.
"Why are you walking without making a sound?" Although I could see the other person clearly, I still had a lingering feeling in my heart.
He walked up to me and stopped, but instead of answering my question, he asked a strange question: "Did you feel scared just now?"
This is really an embarrassing question. I pretended to scratch my head: "There is not a single ghost here. It is a lie to say that you are not afraid. There will always be a little bit."
"Would you feel scared if you were left here alone all night?" His question was really strange.
It might be a nice place in the daytime, but it's not the same at night. Especially when there is only one person, it always gives people a kind of eerie feeling, as if the surrounding plants and trees may hide a crisis. This is probably the fear brought about by loneliness! So my answer was: "Nothing special, I don't think anyone would want to spend the night there."
"If you were alone here, and suddenly saw behind a tree in the distance, there was a burly man with blood on his clothes and a butcher's knife in his hand, would you be afraid?" His face gradually became ugly. Under the hazy moonlight, there seemed to be no blood at all, like a dead person. Moreover, what he said became more and more inexplicable: "If you find that man is staring at you, and you realize that you have noticed him, raise your butcher's knife and charge at you. Will you feel scared and run away?"
I think there seems to be something wrong with his spirit. He called me to such a ghostly place in the wilderness, and said a lot of inexplicable things to me. What could it be if it wasn't a neurosis? But I don't dare to directly say that he is insane. Who knows if it will stimulate him and make him suddenly mad and strangle my neck. There's not a single ghost here, and if he's against me, I'll have a lot of fun. So, I followed his intentions and replied: "Of course I would be afraid. In such a situation, probably only a fool would not run away."
He seemed to be a little comforted by my answer, his face was a little prettier than before, but then he continued to ask strange questions with a dignified expression: "If you find that the man has been chasing after you when you run away, you will not only throw it away no matter what. Can't fall, and you are getting closer and closer to him... Just when you don't know what to do, you suddenly find another man with a butcher knife and blood on his body behind a tree not far in front of you Sneering at you, will you be scared crazy?"
I haven't been able to draw a conclusion for the time being whether I will be scared crazy when I encounter the situation he said, but now I am about to be scared crazy by him. Because he suddenly rushed forward and grabbed my arms hard, shook my body vigorously, and kept asking me: "Are you going to be scared crazy? Are you going to be scared crazy..."
"Calm down, calm down, if you have something to say slowly..." I shook his head so much that he almost fell off.
He seemed to realize that he was too excited, and finally let go of me, sitting on the old-fashioned board in the gazebo, holding his head in distress, bowing his head silently. I don't know what the hell he wants to do, but for his own safety, he took a step back and said, "Didn't you say that you have something important to tell me?"
He didn't answer me right away, but was silent for a long time before opening his mouth: "Actually, what I said just now happened to me." When I told him this, I suddenly shivered a few times, and involuntarily looked around. The tree looked over and was relieved to confirm that there was no scary man he just said. He added: "You feel terrible too! But don't be afraid, because this terrible thing will not happen to you."
"Why?" I blurted out. His words became more and more strange, and I began to regret a little bit of agreeing to meet him here.
"Actually, I used to come here often to watch the sunrise." He still answered the question and said something inexplicable to himself: "You can watch the most beautiful sunrise here. I like to come here when I am in love with my wife, but After we got married, we seldom came here."
"Mr. Huang, I still have a lot of things to do. I don't have time to watch the sunrise with you. If you have nothing else to tell me, I can leave." , even if I want to see it, I will find a company. Who wants to stay with this crazy person like him, and maybe he will suddenly slaughter me in a frenzy. So, as I speak, I step back and get ready to run when the time comes.
"I scared you!" He slowly raised his head, his face looked very haggard under the moonlight.
I have retreated to the edge of the pavilion, kept a relatively safe distance from him, and squeezed a smiley face: "Are you too tired from work." Doctor check."
He wiped his face vigorously, and sighed again: "You may think that I have a mental problem, but if you are like me, I have terrible nightmares like what I just said every night. I think you will too. Crazy!"
"Nightmare? So what you just said was just a dream?" I really thought he was just talking nonsense because he was crazy. If it was just a nightmare, I would feel more at ease.
However, just when I thought he wasn't much of a threat to me, he suddenly stood up and screamed, "That's not an ordinary nightmare!" It made me almost turn around and run away.
Perhaps he realized that he had lost his way, so he sat down immediately, and when he spoke again, his voice was calm and slightly excited: "I'm not having an ordinary nightmare, no, absolutely not! Because the feeling in the dream is so real, so real I can almost distinguish between dreams and reality. Xiao Gao is also like me. Every night is tormented by terrible nightmares because we are cursed by the unjust soul of Director Song. For the past two or three months, we have played almost every night until midnight before returning. Home, because we all suffer from terrible nightmares when we close our eyes."
"Director Song? Who is he, and why does he curse you?" I realized that he had already touched the point. This "Director Song" is likely to be the key to Gao Weixiong's death.