Three people and one ghost solved 43 mysterious cases.

The city of longing.

In a black, surreal space.

Chen Yanzhen sat up and took off the hemp rope wrapped around her body. Obviously, she knew she was dead.

She raised her head, and in the black surreal space, old slides appeared in the sky, as if the events of her previous life were vividly vivid in her mind.

Married at the age of 23, daughter was born at the age of 24.

She loved her husband very much, but his heart was never with her. He wanted a divorce, but she refused. She begged, saying that her daughter was still young.

So the husband chose not to return home all day long.

Except for one situation, that is, my daughter is sick.

Every time her daughter is sick, Chen Yanzhen calls her husband, and he comes home and she can see her husband.

She loves her daughter very much. Her daughter has been weak since she was a child and has congenital heart disease.

She gave her daughter the best food, including milk and fish every meal. She was afraid that her daughter would catch a cold. She always felt that her daughter was underdressed. Even in the dog days of summer, she insisted on covering her daughter, even children. At a temperature of [-] degrees, her daughter wore long sleeves and long pants.

From then on, my daughter could not sweat normally and became weak.

She also wanted to see her husband and called again and again, "Where are you? Come back quickly. My daughter is sick again."

"She's not sick."

"No, she is very serious. She has a rash on her body. I checked it and it may be lupus. Come back quickly and we will take her to the hospital."

"Chen Yanzhen, are you crazy enough?"

The husband came back again, but this time, with the divorce papers, "Let's get it over with."

When she was 30 years old, she divorced her husband and her daughter became hers.

Her daughter became everything to her, she had few friends, she was depressed, her husband provided alimony, and she relied on the alimony to survive.

It seemed that all she had to do was take care of her daughter, but she began to be suspicious. Every day she felt that her daughter was--sick.

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At this moment, messy hair was scattered on Chen Yanzhen's face.

She sat up from the ground and walked forward. Rows of telephone poles appeared in front of her. There were small advertisements in large letters on the poles, "Special cure for cancer."

She looked at the information, tore off the small advertisements one by one, folded them, and stuffed them into her pocket, as if they were life-saving straw.

"Chen Yanzhen."

In the darkness, a woman was speaking, walking towards her.

Chen Yanzhen turned around and saw Yao Ruolan.

"You...who are you?" Chen Yanzhen asked.

"I am the ferryman of the city of longing."

"Oh." She nodded, continued to look at the small advertisement on the telephone pole, and continued to tear it apart.

"No need to read. Those are all fake."

"Really, it's very effective. These medicines can save my daughter. My daughter is well-behaved, but she is so unfortunate." Chen Yanzhen's nose became sore and she sobbed. These were just like her instinctive reactions, "I must cure her." My daughter, cancer can be cured."

"It's useless, Chen Yanzhen, you are already dead, you can't save your daughter."

"Okay, okay." Chen Yanzhen stuffed those small advertising papers into Yao Ruolan's hands, "Please help me write down these phone numbers. You are the ferryman. You can go to the human world. You... help me contact these doctors. , let them go to see Chen Meng, I have money, I still have 400 million in my card."

"Chen Meng is healthy and fine. No hospital has diagnosed her with cancer."

"No, those are quacks. Their diagnosis was wrong. I checked online for a long time. Chen Meng's condition is cancer. I am her mother. I can see it. I want to save her!"

"Chen Yanzhen." Yao Ruolan looked at the stubborn woman in front of him, "It's not that Chen Meng is sick, but you are sick."

"I...I'm sick?"

"I hate you so much, do you know?" Yao Ruolan suddenly said this.

Chen Yanzhen pressed her chest instinctively, feeling no pain. Everyone in Missing City felt no pain, but their reaction was instinctive.

This sentence seemed to be at the crime scene, as if it was the same sentence the murderer said to her before she died.

"I hate you so much, you know that? You're sick."

It was this sentence that caused her so much pain that she died of a heart attack.

At this moment, Chen Yanzhen collapsed on the ground, her head drooped, and she sighed.

Yao Ruolan looked at this poor woman, but didn't know what to say. Comfort was useless. What value could comfort have to a dead person?

This murder case, from beginning to end, was a tragedy like the toppling of dominoes and a chain reaction.

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hospital.

Chen Meng picked up his mobile phone on the hospital bed and saw an email in the email software, an admission notice from the Academy of Fine Arts.

She was admitted, and she could go learn painting, hundreds of kilometers away, to a place she had never been to.

The corners of Chen Meng's mouth were slightly raised, and there were more than a dozen stitches on his back. Although the wound still hurt, compared with the pain of the past 19 years, the wound was healing and there would be no more pain in the future.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked in, holding a black plastic bag in his hand.

Chen Meng put down his cell phone and hid it under the quilt.

Xu Wenshan placed the plastic bag on the ground and sat on the chair in front of the hospital bed.

"Are you feeling better?" Xu Wenshan asked.

"You are."

"I am a police officer from the serious crime team. My name is Xu Wenshan."

"Is it about my mother's case?"

"What do you want to tell me?"

"I have already told the matter to a policewoman (Yuan Fugui), do I need to tell it again?"

"Are you going to lie again?"

"what?"

Xu Wenshan sighed deeply, "Are you going to lie to the police about the whole case again? Of course. You must be able to tell it in detail, and you think there are no flaws."

He looked at Chen Meng, "Because every process and every detail was carefully considered by you and Silk Stocking Killer. After pondering it hundreds of times, you have memorized it by heart, right?"

Chen Meng's heart was beating very fast. She wanted to argue, but Xu Wenshan stretched out his hand to signal her, "Don't speak yet. Listen to me first. I'll tell you how this happened."

Xu Wenshan expressed his speculation:

I guess that some time ago, you had the idea of ​​killing your mother Chen Yanzhen.

The reason is that you are not sick, but Chen Yanzhen always thought that you were sick. She kept giving you medicine and tried to "save" you, but you know it yourself. If you continue to take medicine like this and be tortured by her like this, You will definitely die.

So, you want to kill your mother.

Once, accidentally, while chatting online, you met Zhao Yue, the stocking killer.

You should have met in a chat room. It was a taboo chat room filled with people with very negative emotions.

Both you and Zhao Yue have been subjected to mental violence from your mother for a long time and cannot escape. You complain to each other.

While chatting, Zhao Yue told you, "I have a way to help you solve it."

Zhao Yue is willing to help you because he has a twisted personality and a desire to commit crimes, but he lost his legs and has been unable to commit crimes for 20 years.

So, you conspired to let Zhao Yue, the stocking killer, commit crimes under his name.

What needs to be done is very simple. Zhao Yue just needs to send a bottle of Coke that he drank. The Coke has his saliva, fingerprints, and DNA.

This also explains why there were only fingerprints on Coke in the entire scene.

There were shoe prints everywhere on the scene. These shoes should also have been sent by Zhao Yue, his old leather boots.

Once you get all this, you start planning the murder.

But there is another prerequisite for completing this murder plan, which is that you must be able to stand up.

Xu Wenshan looked at Chen Meng who was trembling all over. Her legs were moving slightly under the quilt. Xu Wenshan said, "Actually, you can walk completely. You don't need to sit in a wheelchair. It's because you took too many medicines and your body was weakened." Weak and unable to stand, you secretly stopped taking the medicine until you were sure your legs could stand.”

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