Chapter 1179: The girl who bumped into a ghost (35)
Soon, the magic effect of the tea in the tea came.
Wang Shengli suddenly saw Ling Wuwei and Lian Cheng disappear, and although he was still in this room, he didn't seem to be in the original room.
Suddenly, a young girl in a white dress opened the door and walked in.
"Who are you?!" Wang Shengli asked, looking at the door.
But the girl in the white dress didn't seem to see him at all, and said to herself: "I wanted to travel and relax, but I didn't expect... I'll leave tomorrow, and decide a good place to travel before I go."
Then the girl in the white dress sat on the bed and made a phone call——
Lian Cheng, who was sitting beside him, was a little puzzled by Wang Shengli's strange behavior. Looking at Wang Shengli's line of sight, there was nothing!
Therefore, Wang Shengli should not be in hell.
Liancheng tilted his head to look at Ling Wuzhi and asked her with his eyes.
Ling Wuyi said, "I'm helping him speed up the investigation!"
She felt that it was long overdue to let the person in charge of this case see the incident with his own eyes!
Ling Wuyi actually knew Liancheng's plan, because in addition to killing Cui Li, those five people had also done a lot of illegal things over the years.
Liancheng assured Ling Wuzhi that the five people would be sentenced to death because of their heinous crimes.
Once other crimes are committed, it will be life imprisonment instead of capital punishment.
But today Ling Wuzhi saw that Zhang's father took the initiative to stand up for the crime for his children. She felt that there was actually a way to get Zhang Xue and a few people arrested first.
It's a lot easier to arrest these five people first, and then investigate other crimes they've committed.
Lian Cheng didn't fully understand Ling Wuwei's words at first, but after seeing Wang Shengli's strange actions and words, he understood.
When he looked at Ling Wuzhi again, his eyes became different.
But Liancheng didn't ask, didn't ask what Ling Wuwei did to Wang Shengli.
And Liancheng didn't ask, Ling Wuwei of course chose not to say it.
Because of the limited time, Ling Wuzhi adjusted the effect to one hour.
An hour is enough for Wang Shengli to understand what happened in this room that night ten years ago.
The setting of Ling Wuwei is to let Wang Shengli see how Cui Li was tortured to death by Zhang Yaoming, Deng Kui and Wu Wei.
Let him see how the five people deliberately dispose of Cui Li's body, and also let Zhang Xue say what he said to himself and imitate Cui Li's handwriting to write notes.
Even the burial scene, Wang Shengli could see clearly.
After an hour, Wang Shengli regained consciousness.
opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Ling Wuzhi who looked at him with a 'stunned' expression.
"Uncle Police, are you okay? You scared me to death just now!"
Wang Shengli was also at a loss, just now... what happened?
He seemed to see something, something.
"I...seem to see Cui Li."
Wang Shengli's spirit was a little dazed, otherwise he wouldn't tell Ling Wuzhi that he saw Cui Li.
"Ah?! Cui Li?! Is that the elder sister who was killed ten years ago?"
Ling Wuyi asked Wang Shengli with wide eyes, then looked around, and put his arms around Liancheng who was sitting beside her with a frightened look.
Wang Shengli finally cleared his mind and wanted to deny it to Ling Wuzhi.
But what he saw was too real.
It's so true...he thought he was a witness ten years ago!
Ling Wuyi suddenly approached Wang Shengli, lowered his voice and asked him, "Uncle police officer, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"
Hearing this sentence, Wang Shengli's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that he just hit a ghost? Could it be Cui Li's own ghost who made him see what happened when the crime happened?
Wang Shengli did not answer Ling Wuzhi's words, Ling Wuzhi continued, "I believe it, because I have seen it before."
Then Wang Shengli heard Ling Wuyi say that she actually stayed in this room when she first came to this inn.
Of course, at that time, she didn't know about the room Cui Li lived in before she died.
That night, she was crushed on the bed by a ghost.
The next day, she changed rooms, but she still met Cui Li 'accidentally'.
"It's so important, why didn't you say it just now?" Wang Shengli asked Ling Wuzhi.
Ling Wuzhi shrugged his shoulders: "After all, there are not many people who believe that there are ghosts in this world. Do you believe it, Uncle Police?"
Wang Shengli did not answer this question, but said to Ling Wuzhi, "Thank you for your cooperation." Then he left.
Ling Wuyi and Lian Cheng also left the room. Before leaving, they poured out the remaining tea leaves and tea.
Liancheng saw Ling Wuwei's movements and guessed that there might be a problem in the tea.
After all, Wang Shengli was the only one who drank tea just now.
Liancheng's concern was not what Ling Wuzhi put in the tea, but the reason why Ling Wuzhi didn't give him tea just now was because he couldn't drink it!
Well, thinking about it like this makes me feel a lot more balanced.
Ling Wuwei, who didn't know Liancheng's psychological activities: "..."
The police quickly left and took away Zhang’s father who ‘surrendered himself’.
After Zhang's father was taken away, Zhang Xue went to Ling Wuzhi specially.
Ling Wuzhi was under the roof of the backyard, looking at the place where Cui Li's body was originally buried, but now there is only a pit left.
Zhang Xue asked Ling Wuzhi what the police said.
Ling Wuyi tilted her head to look at Zhang Xue, shrugged her shoulders, and said, "I just asked about my identity, why I stayed here for half a month and didn't leave."
"Why is that?" Zhang Xue asked Ling Wuzhi.
Ling Wuzhi looked at Zhang Xue, a thirty-year-old person, who was originally very ordinary, maybe because people's hearts are twisted, so they look even worse.
Ling Wuzhi smiled and turned to look at the pit: "Because of curiosity I wonder who killed Sister Cui Li ten years ago and buried her body in this place."
Zhang Xue's facial muscles twitched, and then she said unnaturally, "Don't you already know who the murderer is now?"
According to Zhang Xue's meaning, it means that the murderer is Zhang's father.
Ling Wuyi chuckled and leaned closer to Zhang Xue's ear: "Xue'er, did you dream of me when you slept at night? Why didn't you save me that night? Did you do it on purpose?"
Ling Wuyi imitated Cui Li's tone of voice and lowered her voice, so that it was really similar to Cui Li's voice.
Zhang Xue's eyes widened and she forgot to breathe.
"Why don't you talk? Are you guilty? Do my things work well?"
Zhang Xue's legs softened and he fell directly to the ground.
There are only two people under the eaves, Zhang Xue and Ling Wuzhi, and Ling Wuzhi's voice can only be heard by Zhang Xue...
Zhang Xue put his hands on the ground and looked up at Ling Wuyi with wide eyes: "You...you you...who are you?!"
Ling Wuyi raised her eyebrows and raised her feet to approach Zhang Xue: "What do you think? The writing on the note is a good imitation..."