Xiao Zong replied with a slumped face: "I didn't even remember it at first. Later, Li Yanan died and the police came to the door. I could only rack my brains to think about it."
"I remember it clearly now. Li Yanan and I met at a party on the fifth day of the Spring Festival the year before last. After we agreed on the price, she followed me all over the country to eat, drink and have fun. On October 28 last year, she made a fuss about eating Fei Jiu also said she wanted to marry me, so I was annoyed and just settled the bill and completely severed ties with her."
"On January 19 this year, she suddenly came to me and told me that she was pregnant and asked me to marry her. She also said that she would definitely give birth to a son to carry on the family lineage. I asked to go to the hospital to solve the problem, but she refused to live in tears and left in tears. She never showed up, and I didn’t know she had committed suicide until February 11, when the police came to my door.”
With so much paving the way, he didn't feel that he was still within the suspect range. Besides, the police had investigated before and he had complete alibi. So what if new clues were found?
Even if Li Yanan committed suicide instead of committing suicide, the murderer had nothing to do with him.
So Xiao Zong was very relaxed and didn't care at all about Yue Chenyang's subsequent inquiries about details; he didn't even notice that the black cat that had been holding Lin Muguang silently jumped down, went around to the European-style high-base sofa, and squatted on his Directly below.
Qingfeng gave Chen Yiang a look, and Yue Chenyang patted Chen Yiang on the shoulder and pointed in the direction. He stood in the corridor behind to prevent anyone from suddenly breaking in and disturbing Wen Ling.
Chen Yiang reacted immediately and stood guard at the entrance corridor.
"Is there any lie in what you told the police?" Lin Muguang had already stood up, staring at Xiao Zong who had fallen asleep with his eyes under the black curtain, and asked without any fluctuation in his tone.
Xiao Zong, who was under the control of the black cat, leaned on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep. However, a shadow of his soul sat up and replied with an expressionless face like a puppet: "I didn't lie, it's all true."
"Your brain may forget and hide some things, but your spirit will not." She continued to ask: "Have you seen Li Yanan again since she left on January 19th."
"No."
"Have you ever sent anyone to follow or disturb her?"
"No."
"Do you know that Li Yanan has been exposed to occultism?"
"have no idea."
There was no emotional ups and downs between the two of them when they asked and answered questions, they were dry and dry.
After Wen Ling confirmed that there was indeed no direct cause between Xiao Zong and Li Yanan's death, under Qingfeng's instruction, Lin Muguang asked: "What happened to your sleepwalking and when did it start."
When the keyword was mentioned, Xiao Zong was summoned and said calmly: "I don't know when I started sleepwalking. I just started to feel very tired at the end of January. I slept eight hours a day, but when I woke up, I still felt like I hadn't slept all night. Then one night, I was too sleepy to chat with a friend on the phone and fell asleep. The next day, my friend told me that he heard me talking nonsense, and there were squeaking sounds in the room. He asked me what the hell was going on. what happened."
"I thought it was strange, so I bought a voice recorder and placed it beside the bed, and installed a surveillance camera in the bedroom facing the bed."
"Then I turned on the recorder the next day and listened. I really started talking in my sleep after I fell asleep, and everything I talked about was related to Li Yanan. Starting from the first time we met, I talked incoherently for nearly two hours all night long. .”
"And the footage captured by the surveillance shows that I would get up from the bed while talking in my sleep, sleepwalk in circles in the bedroom, and finally walk to the floor-to-ceiling window, constantly scratching the glass with my nails. The squeaking sound my friend heard was I was scratching the glass.”
Wang Qiyi, who was lying at the captain's feet, couldn't help but look up at the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the villa's living room.
With the curtains drawn at night, he couldn't see the glass or the night outside, and he didn't feel much sense of security.
The villa is so big that the living room seems empty even with so many people sitting there. Thinking back to the scene where Xiao Zong said that he scratched the glass while talking in his sleep, it was weird and bizarre.
Qingfeng stood up and motioned for him to follow. After he climbed up to the second floor with dexterity, he said softly: "Muguang is a relatively strong support. She can easily call out the spirituality of ordinary people. She will not hurt the target's spirituality after asking. I won’t remember the process either.”
"The object of spiritual inquiry is any spirit that can be evoked and communicated smoothly, including but not limited to people, monks, demons, ghosts, and certain special insects. If she continues to practice specifically in the direction of spiritual inquiry, she will present the results you have asked and read Similar effects to mental tricks.”
"But asking for a spirit must be done in a quiet and safe environment by calling out the other person's spirit. There is no way to directly pry into the truth through real-life contact. If you like this profession, Mu Guang will be a very good mentor."
Wang Qiyi understood that the captain wanted to create a separate niche for himself. After learning more about more detailed professions, he could make a choice easily, so he nodded and said that he would consider it carefully.
"This gourd has been illuminated." Qingfeng looked up at the gourd hanging on the door frame of the bedroom and chuckled: "No wonder he is spinning around in the house but can't get out. There should be a Five Thunder Talisman in the gourd, which can be used to calm down. Get rid of evil spirits to ensure safety. The evil spirit can come in through the window if it has no body, but after possessing the body, it is suppressed by the gourd and cannot go out. "
He pushed open the luxuriously decorated bedroom and took a quick glance.
The villa has a fresh air system installed, so the large floor-to-ceiling window on the large balcony of the bedroom is a whole side of large glass with no place to open it.
Qingfeng turned on the flashlight on her cell phone, shone it diagonally on the glass, pointed at the thin and less obvious scratches, and explained: "The resentful spirit controlled Xiao Zong's body to sleepwalk and talk in his sleep, but did not cause any substantial harm. These scratches are not too intense, indicating that the resentful spirit may be a little confused but not very hostile to Xiao Zong."
"From many non-human perspectives, it is actually impossible to understand this weird material like glass. In their simple thinking, since they can see outside, there is no obstruction. The resentful spirit does not want to hurt Xiao Zong, but just wants him to leave the bedroom. This kind of behavior Very weird."
Instantly remembering the mystery novels he had read in his previous life, Wang Qiyi poked his head and immersed himself in it and guessed: "What is Li Yanan's goal? If it is just for money, why commit suicide? People who love money usually cherish their lives. From what Xiao Zong described Look, if Li Yanan’s plan fails, he will either let it go completely or keep asking for money.”
"But she was so determined to die that even cutting her wrists didn't stop her from hanging herself. She must have been more than just for money. Could it be that... Li Yanan was really a love brain, and she couldn't extricate herself after falling in love in the transaction? After being dumped by my sweetheart, I tried every possible means to reconcile, but to no avail, and committed suicide out of despair."
"My heart is not understood. It stays in the human world and refuses to leave, turning into a resentful spirit. Then it comes to find my sweetheart at night. It is most likely because..."
The more he "reasoned", the more he felt it fit the clichéd story. He waggled his little tail and said in a low voice: "Maybe he wants to control Xiao Zong to run to the cemetery and get into the coffin to be buried with him!"
In his previous life, Wang Qiyi was new to supernatural novels and saw a similar plot in the middle of the night. The evil spirit was still hiding under the bed, waiting for the person to fall asleep and then possess him. He was so scared that he had to use a flashlight to shine under the bed every night before going to bed. , for fear of hiding something weird.
Qingfeng smiled and encouraged after hearing this: "Bold assumptions and careful verification, the point you raised is very interesting. However, Li Yanan's body has not been buried yet, and the possession of Xiao Zong should not be to let him bury himself alive."
