At this moment, Wang Yang, Qu Mo and Wang Zijun heard Shen Bing screaming, and they all hurried over and asked what happened. I leaned against the wall and pointed forward. Wang Yang covered his mouth after taking a look, and Qu Mo stood on tiptoe to barely see the front, his eyes full of fear.
"What's going on?" Wang Zijun was the last one. He stretched his head but couldn't see anything.
"Two corpses, killed by stones." Qu Mo said lightly.
Wang Zijun cried out "Ah!" and looked up quickly, as if he was afraid that stones would fall from above.
I ignored his wretched look. Seeing Shen Bing holding a police badge number plate with tears in her eyes, I couldn't help but feel something in my heart. I vaguely guessed something and asked her hurriedly, "Do you recognize this thing?"
Shen Bing nodded and sobbed, "My dad has this number." Then she squatted down and cried, "Dad, is that you?"
Her heart-wrenching cry made me feel sad. Looking at the corpse in front of me with its head facing us, I thought that he would definitely not be able to answer you. His clothes were also rotten. If you want to know if he is Shen Bing's father, I guess only DNA can detect it. If it is true, then could the corpse in front be Shen Bing's mother
Qu Mo and Wang Zijun didn't know about Shen Bing's parents yet, so they asked what happened. Shen Bing was crying so hard that she didn't bother to answer. I turned around and waved at them, indicating that I would ask them later.
I turned around and suddenly found the remains of the hand bones were pressed under the stone, and a corner that looked like a notebook was exposed from the bottom. I wondered if it was the only relic left. I patted Shen Bing on the shoulder and told her not to cry yet. It was hard to say whether it was your father. If you cry for the wrong reason, you will suffer.
Shen Bing rolled her eyes at me and followed my instructions to move the stone away, revealing the hand bones underneath. It turned out to be a diary, tightly clasped between the finger bones. She took great effort to pry the finger bones apart, took out the diary, and hurriedly opened it to read. Due to the erosion of wind and rain over the years, the diary was in a very bad condition and fell apart as soon as it was opened. The pages looked very fragile and would crumble into powder if moved slightly.
She carefully turned the two pages. The handwriting on them was blurred by the rain. It recorded some of her experiences during her trip to Huangshan.
"This belongs to my father. I recognize his handwriting. He has the habit of writing a diary. There are many diaries he left at home." Shen Bing looked up at me with excitement on his face.
I nodded, not daring to joke anymore, tilting my head to carefully read the words. The diary roughly said that he and his wife arrived at Huangshan on March 18th, and it started to rain after entering the mountain. He liked adventure, so he didn't go with the others, but took a detour into a remote canyon. Seeing this, I thought to myself that his spirit of adventure was really passed on to his daughter. Shen Bing was very courageous in this regard, unlike ordinary people.
Later, they mentioned that they encountered a ghost in the mountains that night. Fortunately, they often encountered supernatural cases when handling cases, and had some experience in dealing with ghosts. They smeared urine on the forehead to avoid the danger. This method is a folk remedy. Because ghosts are afraid of filth, urine has a certain effect in exorcising ghosts, but the effect is much smaller. However, in a critical moment, ordinary people like them who don't understand Taoism know this method.