Shen Zhiren's face darkened and his brows knitted together. He looked at Tan Wan with mixed feelings in his heart.
This woman seemed to be talking nonsense, but what she said made him have to pay attention.
After Ru'er's death, his son was his only relative, and he could not let him be harmed in any way.
Shen Zhiren took a deep breath, tried his best to calm down, and stopped everyone before they entered the carving room.
"Miss Tan, since you said before that the psychic was fake and that there are no ghosts in the world, what are you doing now? Aren't you pretending to be a ghost?"
Tan Wan smiled slightly: "The ghosts in the world are hidden in people's hearts. Do you think this is right?"
Shen Zhiren was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.
Tan Wan continued: "Everyone has ghosts in their hearts, some are greed, some are fear, and some are sin..."
At this point, she turned her attention to Shen Chengfeng behind Shen Zhiren: "Once you make a mistake and lose your hand, sin will take root in your heart, and you will make one wrong step and one wrong step."
As she spoke, she came to a sculpture.
Before the people around her could react, she suddenly pushed the sculpture beside her to the ground.
With a loud bang, the fragments of the sculpture exploded on the ground and fell to pieces.
Everyone was stunned by this scene and caught off guard by her sudden move. All eyes were focused on the sculpture, and suddenly they saw a foreign object falling out from the inside of the sculpture when it shattered.
At first, the lights were not turned on, and it was difficult to see clearly in the darkness.
After everyone stared at the floor for a while, Xie Mowen suddenly shouted: "It's a syringe!"
I have to say that Xie Mowen has good eyesight. It was pitch dark all around, but he was the only one to see clearly.
After a while, the lights were turned on and everyone gathered around. Now the objects on the floor were completely exposed to the spotlight and everyone's sight.
It was a discarded syringe. The needle tip on the syringe was still there, and some clay remained in the needle hole. It had dried and hardened and adhered to the inside of the needle hole.
Everyone's facial expressions first changed from shock to surprise, and then from surprise to sobriety.
"Isn't this the murder weapon that Officer Li has been looking for all day?" Han Beiya looked at Li Dongliao again, "Isn't it Officer Li?"
There was still blood stains near the pinhole. Judging from the size of the pinhole, it seemed almost like it was it!
Li Dongliao put on his gloves and squatted on the ground to observe for a long time.
He finally stood up, his eyes became more profound, he took a deep breath, looked at everyone, and said, "This is the murder weapon."
Everyone was in an uproar, and this discovery made the originally peaceful scene boil up again.
While Xie Mowen was shocked by the direction of the plot, he did not forget to take out a small notebook to record it. He had already planned to write this plot into his new novel as material.
Shen Zhiren, who was standing aside, stared at the syringe. He looked at the syringe in disbelief and then at Shen Chengfeng: "Chengfeng, please say something. Please explain to the policeman. Say it wasn't you..."
"Master Shen, don't you have anything to say?" Tan Wan looked at Shen Chengfeng, "I don't think you have time to wipe the fingerprints on it. As long as Officer Li checks the fingerprints on the syringe, he can identify you. crime."
Faced with such conclusive evidence, Shen Chengfeng did not defend himself.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was unusually calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant: "I killed the person."
When Shen Zhiren heard his son's words, he was stunned for a moment. For him, these words were too unexpected. He even couldn't believe his ears, let alone his always obedient son, who would do such a thing.
This matter was hidden in Shen Chengfeng's heart like a time bomb. Now that it was detonated by Tan Wan, instead of feeling fear, he felt unexpectedly relieved.
"Son, why would you do such a thing?!" Shen Zhiren looked at his son in front of him as if he were a stranger.
He killed two people in a row and hid the murder weapon in a sculpture. His scheming was extraordinary.
With his skillful killing techniques and secretive methods of hiding the murder weapon, Shen Zhiren knew that it was impossible for Shen Chengfeng to do such a thing, and he no longer recognized him.
"Mr. Shen, I think this is not the first time that Master Shen has killed someone." Tan Wan said to Shen Zhiren.
"What?!" Shen Zhiren said in shock. He glanced at Tan Wan and then at Shen Chengfeng, "What else are you hiding from me?"
Seeing that Shen Chengfeng didn't speak, Tan Wan said, "Since you don't want to open your mouth, I'll do it for you."
Gubayan's death was caused by the spiritual ritual that took place in the morning.
During that spiritual summoning ceremony, the psychic medium Gubayan said the words "The murderer will kill me" on the spot, which hit Shen Chengfeng's vital point: "I think Shen Ru may not have fallen accidentally."
"Although I couldn't predict the situation at that time, I guess that Shen Ru's death at that time had something to do with you. In other words, Shen Ru might have died because of you," Tan Wan said.
As soon as these words came out, Shen Zhiren's face was filled with mixed emotions, and he looked at Shen Chengfeng hesitantly.
"Perhaps you hid it well and made Shen Ru's death an accident no matter how you looked at it, but all this was broken by the arrival of the psychic."
The medium was there to create publicity, or to pretend to be a ghost. She made the people attending the ceremony think that she was possessed by Shen Ru's soul, and even used Shen Ru's mouth to say the words "The murderer killed me."
Shen Chengfeng, who didn't know the truth, naturally thought that the psychic had seen everything, so he decided to kill her to silence the psychic before she could tell more.
"I think you were responsible for the poisonous biscuits at noon." Tan Wan put his hands on his hips and looked at Xie Mowen: "We subconsciously thought that Writer Xie was suspicious, but we forgot that Master Shen had also been in the kitchen."
"This was his first attempt to kill the psychic, but because Miss Gu had no appetite, the plan failed." Tan Wan said, "So he prepared a second plan, which was to kill her during the ceremony. "
Nothing could be more reasonable than a medium being killed by an evil spirit during a ritual.
"What about Luo Xin? Why do you want to kill even the psychic medium's assistant?" Xie Mowen asked eagerly.
He listened carefully with both ears and could not stop writing.
Tan Wan replied: "Because Luo Xin saw all of Master Shen's murder process in the dark."
Xie Mowen's pen stopped, he frowned and looked at Tan Wan.
"You mean, Luo Xin saw the whole process?" Xie Mowen questioned, "This is impossible, it was so dark at the time, we couldn't see anything clearly."
"Because of the perspective mirror." This time it was Li Dongliao's turn to explain.
As for Luo Xin's pair of glasses, Li Dongliao has already tested them, and they can see the surroundings clearly in the dark.
"Assistant Luo originally wore these glasses to assist the medium in the dark. I don't think even he thought that the medium would be killed during the ceremony."
Because the evidence is conclusive, Li Dongliao is ready to take the person back to the police station.
After leaving the mansion, Li Dongliao was escorted into a police car. Before getting into the police car, Shen Chengfeng suddenly turned around and asked about the late date.
"Is Shen Ru really back?"
Tan Wan said: "Of course not. After a person dies, there is nothing left."
After hearing this, Shen Chengfeng's eyes, which were already deep in fatigue, became even duller.
All kinds of feelings surged in his heart, and then he seemed to be lost in thought, muttering silently and repeatedly: "When a person dies, there is nothing left..."
He raised his head and took one last look at the mansion behind him. The sun was too bright and he could only squint his eyes.
But at this moment, a woman in a white dress stood by the window of the room at the end of the third floor. She looked at him with a smile, opened her mouth and said something, as if to say: "Chengfeng, come with me." ~"
The sun was so hot that he couldn't open his eyes. With Shen Chengfeng's hands cuffed behind his back, he lowered his eyes and smiled.
"...Xiao Ru, I will be with you right away."
Shen Chengfeng no longer had to hide the secrets in his heart at this moment, the sunlight shining on his body was extremely warm.
But the sculpture he made for her could only hide under the curtains forever, covered by dust, and the four words "Ru'er, my love" engraved on the back of the sculpture were destined to never come out into the bright sunshine.
