"Where do you think this case should be investigated?"
Putting down the materials, Beiquan smiled and asked the new partner's opinion.
Jiang Nan'an was dumbfounded.
But he did not admit defeat, but thought seriously.
"I think the biggest possibility is that there is a problem with the abandoned amusement park."
Jiang Nan'an thought about it and came to a conclusion.
"Oh?"
Beiquan smiled and asked, "Why?"
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Jiang Nan'an suddenly became more energetic.
"From the current information, there is nothing special about the background of these people who enter the amusement park."
Comrade Xiao Jiang clicked on the information piled up like a hill on the table.
"So, if there is any connection between these serial suicides, the problem should still be the amusement park."
He touched his chin.
"Speaking of which, about half a year ago, when my master and I went out, we encountered a similar thing!"
"Oh?"
Beiquan didn't care that Jiang Nanan changed the subject, but asked with great interest:
"What's the matter?"
So Jiang Nan'an began to babble.
Comrade Xiao Jiang is an orphan adopted by Shaolin Temple.
Because he grew up in a monastery, and his physique is quite special, Jiang Nanan made a career plan for himself very early - when he was 18 years old, he cut his hair and became a monk.
However, Jiang Nan'an people are very smart and good at studying, although they are a bit stubborn.
His grades have always been very good, so good that he was third in the grade in the high school mock test.
If so, what else to say
The master pointed his finger at it and said: "Teacher, you are not here, go to college."
Four years later, Jiang Nan'an graduated from University. Because he suffered a little emotional setback, he did not go to the postgraduate entrance examination. Instead, he returned to the Shaolin Temple and continued to practice with his master.
And what he told Beiquan was his experience half a year ago.
That time his master took him to a village to do a land and water dojo.
During the zhai meeting, the old monk listened to the villagers chatting, talking about a family surnamed Jing in the village, and there have been a lot of strange things happening recently.
The Jing family first had a yellow dog that had been raised at home for many years and went crazy for no reason. The dog went mad and didn't bite, but just slammed its head against the wall until it smashed itself against the wall and broke blood and died of breathlessness.
After the yellow dog died, the daughter-in-law, who had just passed the door, lost her mind and wandered around the yard like sleepwalking every day. People are sent to the hospital for three or five days as if nothing happened, but they will fall ill again within two weeks of returning home.
As a last resort, the Jing family could only send their daughter-in-law back to her parents' home.
When it comes to this stubble, the villagers have different opinions.
Some say that the feng shui of the ancestral tomb of the Jing family is not good, some say that the young couple commits a rush, and some say that they are teased when they offend Huang Daxian.
However, after listening to the old monk, he pondered for a while, and immediately asked someone to lead the way. He went directly to Jing's house, and asked the owner to dig up the wall of the ghost gate in the northwest corner of the courtyard. Sure enough, he dug a rough doll at the base of the wall.
The little puppet has no eyes on his face, and a red pushpin is stuck in the middle of his forehead.
"Oh, is Lu Banshu?"
Hearing this, Beiquan had already guessed:
"I'm afraid the Jing family has offended a mason."
"Yes, that's it."
Jiang Nan'an nodded again and again:
"When the Jing family built a new house, they couldn't agree on the price with the construction team. It happened that the foreman knew some ways, and he was upset, so he buried a nightmare at the root of their yard wall, and wanted the family to learn a lesson."
"so… "
Hearing this, Beiquan squinted his eyes, "Do you suspect that the abandoned amusement park might have been manipulated?"
Jiang Nan'an nodded like smashing garlic:
"After all, the serial suicide of those little anchors is so abnormal, so I doubt that they may have crashed into something in the amusement park."
He thought about it and added:
"Even if the amusement park has not had an accident before, it is not guaranteed that in the ten years of abandonment, there will be no one there..."
Jiang Nan'an made a gesture of raising his hand and dropping the knife:
"For example, killing a person and killing someone, and then killing a corpse and killing a trace or something."
Beiquan nodded.
"That's really a good direction to doubt."
He smiled and looked down at his watch.
Eleven twenty in the morning.
"It's still early, let's just go to that abandoned amusement park."
Beiquan made a decisive decision.
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At the same time, Wei Fuyuan dragged his luggage and came to the apartment hotel he had reserved. After completing the formalities, he took the key card and entered the room. After the door was closed, he suddenly woke up from his confused state.
"Strange… "
Wei Fuyuan turned his head and looked at the big box in the corner.
"How is this going?"
He pressed his forehead hard, trying to remember what happened before.
"Oh, right."
Wei Fuyuan finally remembered.
He was fired from the warehouse where he used to work, and he had nowhere to live, so he could only pack softly and move here temporarily...
"No way!"
Wei Fuyuan opened his eyes wide.
He remembered that just ten minutes ago, when he was checking in at the front desk, the girl at the front desk told him that the room fee and deposit had been paid... three months!
"No way!?"
Wei Fuyuan was going crazy. He quickly took out his mobile phone and wanted to check the credit card bill.
The price of this hotel apartment is not cheap at all. If he really lived here for three months, he would have to take out all the living expenses he had saved!
But there is no new bank debit reminder in the mobile phone text message.
He reluctantly opened the online banking to check, and found that there was indeed a lot of deposits.
- Did I hear it wrong
Wei Fuyuan picked up the phone in the room, dialed to the front desk, and confirmed it again.
[Yes, Mr. Wei.]
The girl at the front desk obviously still remembers him, and she replied with a very enthusiastic attitude, [Your three-month rent and deposit have been paid in full.]
Wei Fuyuan: "???"
He hung up the phone in confusion.
"This... hell..."
Young Master Wei sat down on the small sofa in the suite, and the whole person was in a mess.
"No...it's really not right."
He began to try to remember the various things that happened during this time.
Wei Fuyuan clearly remembered very clearly that he had a falling out with his parents a few days ago because of coming out of the closet, and his parents were cut off from food, so he had no choice but to decide to take a part-time job.
Then he got a job looking at a warehouse.
I don't know why, but that job has flexible working hours and very good pay, but I often have to stay up late.
It's just that he has just turned regular, and the boss is about to open him. Fortunately, an additional three months of severance pay was made before he opened, so that he would not even be unable to pay the rent of the apartment hotel...
"...still not right."
Wei Fuyuan said to himself.
It is true that he had to find such a rather cheap place to live temporarily because he left too suddenly and had no time to rent a house.
But he is not a brain-deficient, how could he live for three months!
And now he has a lot of money in his bank card, and it is impossible for the hotel to do charity because he is handsome. Who pays the three-month rent for him
—No, there is something even stranger than this...
Wei Fuyuan frowned deeply.
Although he remembered his part-time work experience in the past three months.
Including which warehouse I work in, what the job content is, and what the boss and colleagues look like—there seems to be nothing to doubt.
But thinking about it further, Wei Fuyuan found out that he couldn't remember many details of part-time jobs.
He is in charge of the warehouse, yes, but what is the format of the warehouse registration form? How many times a day do you order? How many rows are there on the shelf? What is the pattern of the numbers on each shelf? ... Wei Fuyuan found that he couldn't remember it at all.
If I had to describe it, it was as if I had just read a book. The book described that the protagonist was a part-time warehouse manager. The part-time job was very hard, day and night were reversed, and the final exam was almost delayed.
However, because the author did not cover everything in the story, after the reader closed the book, he only knew what the protagonist did, but could not clearly describe the overly trivial details.
“… FUCKING…”
Wei Fuyuan only felt black in front of his eyes.
He simply wondered if he got up early and took the wrong medicine, otherwise why would he feel as if he had lost a long and important memory, and now for more than three months in his mind, who was it for him
Although this feeling is very unreasonable and unreasonable, Wei Fuyuan feels that this may be the most reasonable explanation.
- I can't possibly be abducted by aliens, or photographed by the pen of the man in black, right
The two temples began to twitch with faint pain. Wei Fuyuan pressed his temples hard, trying to figure out the slightest clue in the chaotic thoughts.
But the more I thought about it, the more distinct the pain became.
Later, Wei Fuyuan felt as if two electric drills were punching holes in his temples, so uncomfortable that he wanted to knock his head out now.
"!!"
Wei Fuyuan reluctantly propped up his body, then moved to the side of the bed with difficulty, and threw himself on the bed face down.
He stopped mulling over the memories that were confusing him, trying to keep his mind free.
After lying down for a while, the splitting headache gradually subsided.
Wei Fuyuan turned sideways, took out the phone in his jacket pocket, and decided to order lunch for himself.
He unlocked the screen and started looking for "mei x takeaway".
But when he casually scrolled to the last page, he was suddenly stunned.
Wei Fuyuan saw that in the corner of the screen, there was an APP icon he had never seen before.
The icon is very simple, a black square with a small red dot in the middle, and the name displayed below is a string of garbled characters.
Wei Fuyuan couldn't remember when he had put down such a thing.
He tried to poke it with his finger. There was no on-screen advertisement, no pop-up window for terms, no application instructions, and a login interface jumped out directly.
Wei Fuyuan: "??"
He swiped to the right and exited the weird and unfamiliar app.
In line with the principle of "deleting applications of unknown origin without saying a word", Wei Fuyuan long-pressed the menu.
However, just as he was about to press "Uninstall", Wei Fuyuan's mind flashed a conversation between himself and someone without warning—
[what is this?]
[Yin Cao live broadcast room.]
The author has something to say: everyone has guessed what happened to Xiaowei's three-month room fee XD