Mystery Hunter

Tears streamed down Old Weitou as he spoke. He said to Yuan Jun and Jiang He, "Think about it, a girl has no father and mother. She is not sensible yet, but if she is sensible, she will Knowing that your father killed your mother, you know that a good life is a piece of shit."

"What a lovely little girl that is, her life will be so miserable in the future, it's not good." Old Weitou stood up and said to the two: "This kind of beauty, let her stay here forever. age."

That day, Old Wei held the little girl tightly, and the little girl's breathing became weaker and weaker. She could still talk to Old Wei Tou before, but slowly, she couldn't say a word. In the cold late autumn, Old Weitou could feel the little girl's breath getting weaker and weaker, until finally, the little girl's breath completely disappeared.

The little girl's body was soft, like a soft plush toy.

Old Wei Tou gently touched the little girl's face, and his heart was at peace at this moment. The little girl was wearing her favorite little red velvet dress. She was lying quietly in the arms of old Weitou. Like her mother and her father, the three of them fell asleep and fell asleep peacefully. .

The old Weitou gently said that the little girl was placed in the dug deep pit, and while burying the loess, he said to the little girl: "Don't be afraid, you will be able to see your parents soon, the world is really real. It is too painful, you can meet underground. I will throw yellow paper for you every day, I am not afraid that no one will worship you. "

While muttering, the old Wei head buried the loess. The loess gradually covered the pit, and the two corpses gradually disappeared. Finally, the loess covered the potholes, and the old Weitou stood on it, weeping silently. Old Weitou knew that no one would come here, and he would not wait for many years. When he died, no one knew what happened here.

Or maybe in a few years, when the almost-abandoned crematorium is torn down, two bones may be dug up in a nearby field. The bones of an adult and the bones of a child. They'll guess what's going on here, but never know the truth.

Maybe they will bury these two bones everywhere, and in the end they won't even know who they are.

In the end, Old Weitou didn't know what the little girl's name was.

That day, the old Weitou stood until dawn.

After returning to the concierge, a smell of fragrance came out from the house. Old Weitou knew that it contained human internal organs, and he suddenly felt nauseated, because he knew it was human flesh, but he could not help drooling. This made Old Weitou feel a trace of terror. He went crazy and put the internal organs into the travel bag, zipped it up, and threw it in the weeds that were as tall as people. It lasted for four or five days.

To this day, Old Wei Tou finally couldn't bear it anymore. Because in these five days, he finally wanted to understand a story.

"Take us now." Jiang He said.

Old Wei nodded and said to Jiang He, "Alright, it's better than no one else knows when someone dies, but I want to get some yellow paper, okay?"

Jiang He nodded and said to Old Wei Tou, "No problem."

"Thank you, thank you." Old Wei nodded, walked to the drawer, and took out a stack of yellow papers from the drawer: "Every morning, I go to the nearest morning market to buy these yellow papers. Buy yellow paper and sprinkle it at night, these are the only two things I do every day."

"What about other times?" Yuan Jun asked, looking at the old head of Wei.

Old Wei closed the drawer and said with a smile, "Do nothing."

"Let's go." Jiang He said.

Old Wei nodded and walked out of the room first. Old Weitou is in his sixties this year. Although his waist is fake, it is impossible to escape under Yuan Jun's eyes. Jiang He and Yuan Jun did not handcuff Old Wei Tou, nor did they follow Old Wei Tou.

The two stood one meter away from the old Weitou and followed the old Weitou's back. While walking slowly, Old Wei Tou grabbed a large amount of yellow paper and threw it into the sky. He was muttering something, and the two of them couldn't hear it clearly. To be precise, it was not said, but sung, as if it were a song, faintly resounding in Jiang He and Yuan Jun's ears.

A lot of yellow paper was flying in the sky, blown by the strong autumn wind, scattered everywhere. The yellow paper fluttered in the sky, but it didn't fall.

Jiang He and Yuan Jun looked up at the yellow paper and felt the vast field.

Jiang He suddenly remembered what Elder Shao had said to him, and he said to Yuan Jun, "Old Shao once told me before that when a person dies, he will become a star in the sky. When someone misses him, he will become a star in the sky. , that star will light up, and once no one misses him, that star will dim. The more people miss him, the brighter that star will be."

Yuan Jun looked at Jiang He, but did not speak for a long time. Yuan Jun also noticed the change in Jiang He. If it was before, Jiang He would definitely refute this kind of nonsense from the perspective of astrophysics. Now that this kind of remark came out of Jiang He's mouth, Yuan Jun still felt very uncomfortable. Unexpected.

"Yeah." Yuan Jun said: "If it was you before, you would definitely say that this is fake. In fact, this is fake, but it is only a living person to comfort the living. People don't know what they are dead, they are already considered a fake. If you are freed, you have completed this life. But the living have to continue to live. You see, all the white things are done for the living, not the dead."

At the end, Yuan Jun said: "These words were also told to me by Mr. Shao."

Jiang He nodded.

The two continued to walk behind Old Wei Tou, who was still throwing yellow paper and singing in his mouth. Several people walked all the way to the depths of the field, where a lot of weeds grew, but not high. Old Weitou walked on the weeds. The two saw that there were already a lot of yellow paper in the grass. It seemed that Old Weitou came here often.

"Jiang He." Yuan Jun gathered his courage and said to Jiang He, "I want to say sorry to you about Wang Chao. Without you, we would never have known where Wang Chao was. I was a little too excited before, yes My fault."

Jiang He shook his head and said to Yuan Jun, "It doesn't matter, at that time I just wanted to catch the murderer. I originally thought she would do as I did, but Mr. Shao was right, human nature cannot be calculated with probability. Maybe Wang Chao and his wife have become stars in the sky, and they are with us every night."

Yuan Jun looked up and saw that the sky was still full of yellow paper.

"Maybe." Yuan Jun said.

"This is it." Old Wei Tou threw all the yellow paper out of his hand, and pointed to the piece of land standing under his feet.

"Are you sure?" Yuan Jun still had a shovel in his hand.

Old Wei nodded his head: "I will come here every night to have a look, there is nothing wrong with it."

Yuan Jun nodded and said to Old Wei Tou, "Stand aside for a while, I'm going to dig."

Old Weitou and Jiang He stood aside, while Yuan Jun raised his big shovel and began to dig up the loess.

Jiang He looked at this piece of ground. There was such a square inch of land among the piles of weeds. If it wasn't for someone who was familiar with this place, he wouldn't have found it at all.

Jiang He turned to Old Wei and said, "Are you familiar with this field?"

Old Wei Tou suddenly laughed and said to Jiang He, "Going from the crematorium to the sponge factory, there are a total of 431 trees here, and each tree grows differently. I can also walk from here with my eyes closed. pass."

"It's here." Yuan Jun's speed was very fast, and after a while, a small pit appeared in front of everyone.

Jiang He and Lao Weitou looked and saw that they had seen the corner of the corpse's clothes, which was dark blue sportswear. It seems to be the dead Zhang Haitao without a doubt.

Old Weitou suddenly said to Jiang He, "Comrade police officer, I have lived more than sixty years old, and I have lived enough. I think, some people should not be born at all. After they are born, all they feel is only Pain, loneliness, loneliness, no joy at all. What do these people's lives mean, you say?"

Jiang He looked at Old Wei Tou, he couldn't answer such a profound question, and he was honest: "I don't know."

Old Wei Tou smiled: "Maybe this is the meaning you are looking for."

Yuan Jun was already very careful at this time. In order not to damage the corpse, he gently moved the loess covering the corpse with a shovel until most of the corpse was exposed. Yuan Jun put down the shovel and Jiang He walked up to it. The two of them pulled the loess with their hands, finally revealing the two bodies.

One corpse was wearing dark blue clothes and the other was wearing a red velvet skirt.

One is the corpse of an adult and the other is the corpse of a child.

The bodies of the two corpses were already covered with various worms, and the only exposed skin had rotted away, making it difficult to see the faces of the two. Just judging from the clothes, it can be confirmed that it is Zhang Haitao and Zhang Beibei.

Old Weitou said to Jiang He, "Officer, I have a request, can you tell me the name of this little girl?"

Yuan Jun scolded: "Why do you decide the life and death of others?"

Old Weitou said, "Please, police officer, let me know her name."

"Zhang Beibei." Yuan Jun said impatiently.

After getting the answer he wanted, Old Wei Tou finally laughed, and he said, "I'm just afraid that no one will burn paper for them in the future. We will all become lonely ghosts."

Hearing this sentence, Jiang He realized something and said, "No!"

But Old Wei's head still moved, he finally stopped pretending, and his waist was fine.

He ran quickly and rammed into the nearest tree.

With a "spray" sound, his brain burst.