He answered so simply that it disturbed my train of thought. I quickly pulled him outside the gate, found a secluded place, took out another bag of Hongtashan and stuffed it into his pocket.
Of course he was rejected, so I had to honestly tell him about meeting Yu Qiuyue at the crematorium yesterday.
When the policeman heard this, his expression became serious, and he first asked me about my identity.
I can't say what I do, otherwise I'm just causing trouble for myself.
So I thought about it and told him: I am an enthusiastic taxi driver.
There is nothing wrong with this. My car is still parked outside the police station.
Then he nodded and said a few words to me.
The first sentence: If I dare to talk nonsense about this matter, he will definitely not be able to spare me.
Second sentence: Yu Qiuyue's mother has already gone insane and now lives alone. If I want to visit her, I must not mention Yu Qiuyue to her.
Naturally, I agreed wholeheartedly and patted my chest to ensure it.
I told him that Yu Qiuyue has an unresolved obsession and wants to go home. If I go to her house now, she will go with me.
Otherwise, she would keep pestering me.
I don’t know if this comrade, the film police officer, could believe what I said. Anyway, he was silent for a moment and then got into my car.
After all, I am now an enthusiastic taxi driver. I even bought some fruits as a token of appreciation.
In the car, the policeman didn't say much to me. He just told me that his name was Yang Naiwen and that he had been taking care of Yu Qiuyue's family since ten years ago.
We chatted briefly and got to the place in a short time.
This is a very old community, only a few streets away from the linen factory.
Officer Yang took me to a building in the community and knocked on the door of a house on the first floor.
After a while, someone came to open the door.
What appeared in front of me was a very old and ordinary old lady, who looked to be about seventy years old.
Her eyes were a little weird, they looked red and rotten, and the bottom of her eyes were cloudy, as if they were covered with a layer of something.
The old lady squinted at Officer Yang, then recognized her. A smile appeared on her face, and she hurriedly waved us in.
I also carried the fruit through the door, looked around the room, and couldn't help but frown.
A rotten and musty smell went straight to his forehead.
The yin energy is very strong here.
Looking again, the old lady was about to eat, and there were four dishes on the table.
A plate of soybeans with soy sauce, a plate of mustard shreds, a plate of stinky tofu, and a plate of spicy cabbage.
Good guy, are they all pickles?
What's even weirder is that there are four sets of dishes and chopsticks on her table.
But she was clearly alone in the room.
"Officer Yang, you came just in time. I just made dinner. Let's sit down and eat together."
She enthusiastically pulled Officer Yang to sit down, but Officer Yang didn't move. He looked back at me and then said to the old lady: "Aunt Wang, I won't eat. A friend came to see you today, so we stopped by." When you pass by, put your things down and leave.”
I wisely put down the fruit, but I didn't dare to mention Yu Qiuyue. I just stepped forward and briefly exchanged greetings.
The old lady was indeed not in good spirits, and she spoke incoherently. She held my hand again, called me her eldest nephew, and said that I must keep the meal she had just cooked.
With that said, she hurried to the kitchen and started serving us food.
At this time, Officer Yang quietly put another two hundred dollars on the table, gave me a wink, and we said goodbye and went out.
The old lady seemed a little unhappy. Seeing that she couldn't hold her back, she stood at the door and kept waving to us, asking us to come back more often in the future.
Walking out of the door, I subconsciously looked into the house.
Because when I just entered the door, I felt that the yin energy here was very strong, and there was an indescribable gloomy feeling.
When I took a look at it, the hairs on my body stood up immediately.
I saw that besides the old lady, there were two people sitting at the dining table.
A man in his fifties and a young man in his twenties.
Their faces were ashen and expressionless. They were looking at Officer Yang and me, smiling blankly.
These turned out to be two ghosts!
I didn't say anything, turned around and followed Officer Yang out of the residential building.
Because the old lady’s house was on the first floor, I walked around to the side window and looked inside through the window.
The old lady had returned to the table and sat down. She held a pair of chopsticks and kept picking up food for the two people, and sometimes she would add food to the rice bowl of another empty seat.
One table, four chairs, four bowls of rice.
However, the old lady was the only one alive.
There are also two ghosts.
The other empty seat must be Yu Qiuyue's.
Officer Yang looked at me from the side without stopping, then took out two cigarettes and handed one to me.
I subconsciously took it, lit it, and then glanced at him.
"You already knew this?"
I asked.
Of course, Officer Yang would not just take me for a look. He must have some secrets that he wanted to tell me.
He took a deep breath of cigarette, puffed it out slowly, and looked at the old lady's room with a solemn expression.
"To tell you the truth, I have never told anyone this secret because I was afraid that others would say I'm crazy."
His expression was a little helpless, and he shook his head with a wry smile.
I looked at him sympathetically: "It's okay, just tell me, because I'm also a psychopath."
He took another puff of cigarette and said to me: "Actually, I have been able to see it since I was a child... Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's start talking about it ten years ago."
He must have been concerned about his status, so he told me that when he first worked at the police station ten years ago, the old lady Wang Qiuju was already mentally abnormal.
Wang Qiuju has two children, the eldest is a son named Yu Shicong, and the second is a daughter named Yu Qiuyue.
In the big explosion that year, both her children died in the factory.
My daughter was killed on the spot, and my son suffered burns all over his body and died in the hospital for several months.
After that, Wang Qiuju's mental state became increasingly abnormal.
Her husband was not in good health, and the old couple depended on each other and cried almost every day.
At that time, in order to comfort the families of the deceased and injured, the work unit and the local government thought of many ways, and the two comfort buildings were specially built for them.
The policemen at the police station also took the initiative to take care of Wang Qiuju and her husband.
They visit the old couple every few days, deliver vegetables, grains and oils, and help with some housework.
Even the urn storage fee was paid by them.
Later, due to the demolition of their old house, the old couple moved to their current residence.
A few years later, Wang Qiuju's husband also passed away.
Later, Officer Yang came to work at the police station. After the veteran police officer retired, he took over the task of taking care of Wang Qiuju.
It was also at that time that Officer Yang discovered that although Wang Qiuju's family members were all dead, the old man and his son were always at home.
I don’t know if Wang Qiuju is mentally ill, or she can see that every time she cooks, she puts away the whole family’s dishes, and talks to herself and her deceased relatives at home every day.
When Officer Yang said this, I couldn't help but sigh.
It is said that happy families are alike, and every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
This sentence really makes sense.
I turned my head and looked at the window of Wang Qiuju's house again.
But there was a man standing there, wearing a good-quality shirt, with pitted burns on his face. He looked very scary, like a ghost.
It was Wang Qiuju's son. His eyes had no eyelids and could not be closed. He was staring at me with a pair of terrifying eyes.
