"What's the ghost's name? Mr. Bao!" Chen Jue looked embarrassed.
"Ah?" Yang Mowu gasped for breath, and finally saw Mr. Bao's face clearly, and complained: "Can't you always come in and say hello?"
"People in the mountains don't have so many rules. Why don't we go to bed early in the morning?" Mr. Bao said expressionlessly, which made Yang Mo lose his temper.
Chen Jue was quite sober at this time and asked, "Mr. Bao, are there any screams outside?"
"Screams?" Mr. Bao rolled his eyes and said, "There were no screams. I must have heard it wrong."
"Yes, he also heard the scream, indeed!" Yang Mo testified from the side.
Mr. Bao didn't shut up, wondering what he was thinking. Chen Jue saw that Mr. Bao had a strange expression. After about two minutes, Mr. Bao sighed and said, "Maybe there is some wild beast in the mountains? He went out to take a look."
"He's going with me!" Chen Jue went over to ask for help.
"We are staying there. The mountain road is not easy to walk. If we get lost again, he will have to work hard to find me!" Mr. Bao said in a serious tone, so Chen Jue retreated.
Yang Mo had been huddled in the corner calmly, and finally asked: "Really... is it a beast?"
"Yes." Mr. Bao's tone became more and more sure, "There is a bear trap buried in the mountain. It may have been stepped on by a wild animal. It won't be dangerous for him to go and take a look."
When Chen Jue heard this, Kuandong was heartbroken.
"Wrong!" Mr. Bao remembered something and said cautiously to the two of them: "Don't enter the town when he's not around. Those people have a much worse temper than him!"
"I also know that I have a bad temper." Yang Mo cursed softly. Fortunately, Mr. Bao didn't hear it and had already gone out with the harpoon.
After about half an hour, the screams did not appear again. Yang Mo finally recovered and was ready to stand up and stretch his muscles. Chen Jue suddenly shouted, "Ah!" Yang Mo almost lost his balance and shouted angrily: "I'm not done yet!"
"No!" Chen Jue explained: "It seems that Mr. Bao didn't bring a raincoat when he went out!"
"So that's what happened!" Yang Mo moved his legs casually, then lay down lazily, and said, "It's too late to think about it now. There are many wild beasts and animal traps in the mountains. Do I dare to chase them?"
"I hope he can come back soon." Chen Jue said worriedly, "The old man is already in poor health, and he went out in the rain again. Don't make his condition worse."
Seeing Chen Jue's uneasy expression, Yang Mo wanted to accompany him and wait for Mr. Bao to come back. About one o'clock in the morning, a familiar coughing sound appeared outside the door. Mr. Bao stuck his head into the room without knocking. Fortunately, the two of them were mentally prepared, so they were not frightened again.
Needless to say, Mr. Bao also knew that the two of them were waiting for him, and the expression on his face seemed to be less ferocious than before, so they said calmly: "It's nothing, he's just a wild cat. Let's sleep."
The two of them finally felt at ease. After all the twists and turns, sleep came as expected, and they had a good sleep tomorrow night.
On the highway late at night, a police car sped past, splashing water all over the sky.
Guo An was driving, and the car lights emitted two beams of light, which could illuminate the road more than ten meters in front of him. Otherwise, there was darkness. The wiper squeaked and scraped back and forth, which sounded extremely boring. Fang Xuhui was sitting in the passenger seat, holding a flashlight on one leg and looking at the notebook he carried with him, intently. Pang Jiaojiao occupied the entire back seat by herself, lying motionless and murmuring in her sleep from time to time.
"Captain Guo." Fang Xuhui closed his notebook and said with a frown, "According to what they know, Sun Hui seems to have committed suicide rather than an accident."
"Oh?" Guo An's expression was not surprising, but he smiled happily, "Let's talk about it."
Fang Xuhui nodded and said: "Although Sun Hui worked part-time, he was obsessed with gambling and never saved any money to send to his home. And before he died, he seemed to owe a lot of debt to his employer. Someone once witnessed him being collected for debts. Beaten up."
"So, I think he has a motive to commit suicide?" Although Guo An was driving, he could hear Wong Fang's words clearly.
"Then it's one of them." Fang Xuhui thought for a while, then opened the book and said, "The person responsible for loading the crane is Sun Hui. He has every chance to do something wrong and let the goods fall on him. .According to people at the construction site, when the crane started operating, Sun Hui should have been somewhere else, but could he have somehow appeared due east of the crane when the accident occurred. The reason for this is questionable."
"Very good." Guo Yingchu nodded, his tone suddenly changed, "But there are some doubts that cannot be explained."
"What?" Fang Xuhui asked curiously.
Guo An carefully drove the car out of the curve, and then said slowly: "First of all, Sun Hui's way of committing suicide. If he really wanted to commit suicide, why did he use such a complicated method? And after the goods were smashed into the East, the whole body was beyond recognition. Good bones There is not even one piece, and the appearance of death is so ugly, so why bother. Sun Hui can't afford insurance, so his purpose is naturally not to cheat on insurance, so why on earth? "
"Then he committed suicide?" Fang Xuhui leaned on his seat dejectedly, and then straightened up: "That's right! If he didn't commit suicide, how do you explain his appearance to the east of the crane? Wrong! Someone is there As I said, Sun Hui was squatting on the ground at that time, as if he was looking for something! Could it be that someone deliberately lured Sun Hui to appear there, and then... So it turns out that he committed suicide, and the murderous leg could have killed his coworker! "
Guo An admired Fang Xuhui's rapid change of thinking. He was determined to train the young man and was not eager to interrupt the wrong party. He continued to ask: "Why are you not a coworker?"
"It's very simple. Only with co-workers can we have the opportunity to do legwork during loading. But no..." Fang Xuhui said and Donglai stopped there again.
"I have indeed discovered the problem!" Guo An seemed very satisfied and said, "Although Sun Hui is a gambler and has a very withdrawn personality, he has no conflicts with his coworkers. Is that right?"
"Yes." Fang Xuhui nodded with difficulty. He felt as if he had entered a dead end. "Who is that? Is it really an accident?"
Guo An did not answer Fang Xuhui directly, but asked: "Do you have Sun Hui's relics with you?"
Fang Xuhui didn't know why, so he replied: "They are all here..." He turned around and glanced, and said with a tangled expression: "It seems that Pang Jiaojiao is using him as a pillow..."
Sun Hui was extremely poor because of his gambling habit, and all he had was clothes and an ID card. After the incident, Sun Hui died in a miserable state, his whole head turned into a puddle of mud. Without seeing the ID card, the police confirmed the identity of the deceased. Needless to say, the so-called relics are just a pile of clothes soaked in blood and minced meat. Although they are wrapped in several layers, they are still kept at a distance. Only someone with a heart as big as Pang Jiaojiao could sleep next to her.
"Let her sleep a little longer." Guo An said, "She will be there later."
While shutting up, Pang Jiaojiao suddenly made a sound, and the two of them came quietly at the same time. Fang Xuhui turned his head and realized that Pang Jiaojiao was talking in her sleep. At this time, she was muttering, "Oh, we are not asking for a fight! I want to sleep!"
To the east of the rain curtain, everything became quiet.
Back in the day, it was a small mountain town.
Chen Jue walked like an old monk in trance, which was in stark contrast to Yang Mo's walking back and forth. Although Chen Jue could close his eyes and not see, his ears could not block out Yang Mo's endless thoughts like the heavy rain outside the window.
"Boring, boring, boring, boring... (Edom omitted two thousand words)"
"That's enough!" Chen Jue couldn't bear to go east and even surrendered, "Can you calm down for a while?"
"Isn't he really bored?" Yang Mo complained: "We obviously agreed to come to Longnu Pond, but it turns out that we have been trapped in that bird's nest for two days. The heavy rain has no intention of asking to stop. Don't say no now. Now that we are in Dragon Girl Pond, whether we can go back or not is a question."
"Dragon Girl Pond?" Mr. Bao suddenly appeared again, and Yang Mo was so frightened that he shouted "Wow". Yang Mo secretly swore that if the old man was no longer so scary, he would... definitely be scared to death.
Chen Jue had already seen Mr. Bao behind the door, so he acted very calmly. Listening to Mr. Bao's tone, he seemed to know something, and he asked with a hint of trepidation: "Do you know about Dragon Girl Pond?"
"Who are we?" Mr. Bao's face suddenly became fierce, and the harpoon in his leg shone with cold light, pointing at the two of them from a distance.