Cheng Yan touched the coffin and suddenly tears welled up in her eyes.
Her tearful and sorrowful expression was truly heartbreaking.
"Yan Yan, what's wrong with you?" Huang Xin wanted to comfort her, but I stopped her, saying that it wasn't Cheng Yan who was crying, it was the fox spirit inside her.
"Ah? Fox spirit?"
I confirmed, and Cheng Yan is not the sensitive type who would cry at the sight of a coffin or recite poems, so how could she sob like this?
The most likely possibility was that the fox spirit had possessed her, crying for the coffin.
I took Huang Xin out of the room and let Cheng Yan cry properly.
After I left the morgue, I lit a cigarette.
Cheng Yan asked me if I wasn't afraid of what might happen to her.
I naturally said that I wasn't afraid.
As for why I wasn't afraid, I had a plan in my mind. Anyway, I had made an agreement with the fox spirit, so what was there to be afraid of? There were still 48 more days, and the fox spirit wouldn't harm Cheng Yan.
Now I was also clear that the death of the fox spirit was indeed related to the Fox Ghost Coffin.
Otherwise, the fox spirit wouldn't have been so heartbroken.
Alas! The main direction of investigating the origin of the Fox Ghost Coffin seems to be correct.
黄馨 and I are waiting at the "door".
After about ten minutes, the crying inside stopped, followed by a burst of crazy shouting.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The next second, Cheng Yan stood in front of Huang Xin and me.
She loudly questioned us why we left her inside the morgue.
Hehe!
I couldn't be bothered to explain.
I asked Huang Xin and Cheng Yan to go home first, and I went to find Han Li, to ask her when the camera operator from the crew would "arrive". It's been two days, and there's been no news at all.
If we want to find out the origin of the fox's coffin, we have to start with the camera operator.
I stepped to the door of Han Li's office.
Her door was tightly closed, and I gently knocked on it: Li, it's me.
"Just a moment!"
After about ten seconds, the the door opened, and Han Li stuck her head out, asking me: Where's Da Jinya?
"Oh, Old Jin? He went home to rest first. He said he's been too tired these last few days," I told Han Li.
Han Li asked me to quickly call Da Jinya back, something has happened over here.
"Oh really?" I called Da Jinya and asked him to come back quickly.
After finishing the call, Han Li dragged me into the office.
I asked Han Li when the camera operator would arrive. It's been two days already. Still no word. Is that guy planning to defy the national law?
Han Li said the camera operator had just called her, saying he would arrive tomorrow afternoon. She also said she didn't want to talk about the camera operator now, as there's a new problem here.
After she said there was a new problem here, I noticed that there was still a "girl" in the room.
The girl was petite, with delicate features, like a porcelain doll, she definitely looked like a girl from the Jiangnan region.
Han Li pointed to this "girl" and said: This is my best friend, my old college classmate, called Xiaoke, she's an illustrator.
"Hello, Xiaoke," I nodded to the girl.
The girl also nodded to me, then shyly turned her face away.
"She doesn't speak much. People in the art world are like this, not good at communicating with others," Han Li told me about Xiaoke.
I agreed, saying that when your mind is on art, it's inevitable that you're not good at talking.
Then I asked Han Li what had happened. Han Li invited Xiaoke to speak, saying that I was a very capable person and should be able to solve her problem.
Xiaoke immediately spoke up, her voice very crisp. But the content of her speech...
"Oh, it's like this. Today, I felt very pretty, so I wanted to come out and buy some clothes. After buying clothes, I wanted to go eat cake, the cake was so delicious, but we have to pay attention, we need to lose weight, the cake has high calories, I've been working hard to lose weight recently, can't sacrifice my results for a bit of temptation, eating the cake, I thought of my cousin again, my cousin is very pitiful, she was strictly controlled in her house since she was young, so she couldn't eat sweets, now she..."
As I listened to Xiaoke's speech, my head spun. Damn, she talked so much, but not a single useful sentence?
I asked Xiaoke not to speak for a moment, then turned to Han Li and asked: This sister can't speak? She talks a lot, although I don't know what she's talking about, but she seems very strong.
Han Li also laughed and said that Xiaoke's biggest flaw in speaking is that she can't summarize and get to the point.
So she told me instead, that Xiaoke had arranged to meet her cousin for cake today. She called for a long time, but there was no response, so Xiaoke went to her cousin's house to find her.
Once she got there, she found that her cousin had already hanged herself.
Her body was already cold.
After saying this, Han Li began to cry. Xiaoke said that she loved her cousin the most, their relationship had been particularly good since childhood. When she was five years old, her cousin gave her a porcelain doll, which was very beautiful, the doll was very delicate.
Oh dear, Xiaoke veered off again.
So even though she was very sad now, I still had to interrupt her and stop her from recalling her cousin all day long.
I made a gesture for her to be quiet: Xiaoke, please don't speak for now. Li, isn't this just a suicide? Why are you looking for me? This is something that the police should be responsible for.
"Yes, it is our responsibility for suicide cases, but... based on my understanding, from yesterday to today, there have been four people who committed suicide in the warehouse apartment. This is not a small probability event. There must be something strange about it, so I want you and Da Jinya to go take a look."
In a warehouse apartment, with at most a few hundred people living there, to have four people commit suicide in one day, this is not something minor. I think nobody would believe that there's nothing unusual about it.
I thought for a moment, sat down and casually crossed my legs, saying: You're asking me and Da Jinya to go take a look, which is fine, but what about the pay?
"Alas, Water Son, you have to know how to contribute. When police officers and forensic scientists have accidents, the compensation is two million each. There's really no more budget to allocate to you right now!"
"Nonsense! Two million in compensation has already been given out, and you're still short of money for me and Laokin? What kind of contribution is that? I'm already risking my life for money, and now you want to talk to me about contribution, should I sacrifice my life for it too?"
Well, if it weren't for the fact that my Second Uncle was in the life and death "gate" this afternoon, I might have ended up dead. And now they want to talk to me about contribution?
For a moment, neither Han Li nor I backed down, and the situation became very awkward.
But Xiaoke, who spoke without a central idea, suddenly made a decision, saying she would pay, she'd pay forty thousand!
"Forty thousand? Do you have it?" I stared at Xiaoke.
Xiaoke spoke for a long time again, and again, there was a bunch of words that I didn't understand at all.
Han Li helped Xiaoke translate again, saying that Xiaoke's illustrations were well-known, and she had recently won a big prize for one of her paintings, which included a large cash prize, plus Xiaoke's normal salary was high, so paying this forty thousand was very easy for her.
"Oh! She's a little rich lady." I realized I had underestimated Little Ke a bit.
I said to Hanli, "Okay, as long as the money is in place, we'll shatter all the glass! I'll take Da Jinya to check out the warehouse apartment area later and see what other monsters and demons are there!"