Mysterious recovery, the world is unscientific

Chapter 9 There Are More and More Mysteries

Zhang Qian still hasn't figured out what's going on.

Her eyes began to change from black to blue, and a pair of pupils began to flood with a faint blue light.

Raising her eyes and looking around again, she was even more certain that she was right.

This is the gloomy basement that was shown on the weird TV screen last night. Somehow, she turned into that horrible woman.

"Clap clap clap..."

But at this moment, the sound of whips hitting the ground suddenly exploded in Zhang Qian's ears.

Zhang Qian raised her eyes and saw a man walking towards her with a grinning grin while slapping the ground with a bloody whip in his hand.

"Bitch, I beat you to death."

"Clap clap clap..."

When he stopped not far in front of Zhang Qian, the man roared, swung the bloody whip in his hand, and beat Zhang Qian violently.

"Ah ah ah..."

Zhang Qian was beaten and screamed.

Every time the whip fell on her body, a piercing pain would invade her whole body.

Zhang Qian wanted to resist, but also wanted to curse.

But she couldn't stand up because of the severe pain, and she didn't have the strength to scold anymore. She could only curl up in the corner of the wall and shiver in pain like the woman on the TV screen last night.

After receiving countless beatings, Zhang Qian felt that she could no longer hold on, her consciousness was blurred, and she was about to pass out.But she knew she couldn't faint, and the sixth sense in her mind told her that if she fainted, she might never wake up again.

Zhang Qian gritted her teeth and struggled to support herself, trying to think of a way to escape from here.

She knew that the yin qi remaining in her body must have caused the backlash again, and it was thanks to Wang Hao that she was able to get out of trouble last time.It's a pity that the mentally ill person is not here this time, and the second grandfather is not here either.

"Second Grandpa!" Thinking of Second Grandpa, Zhang Qian's mind instantly cleared up, and the things that Second Grandpa always emphasized to bring appeared in her mind.
too!
flat!
through!
"call……"

On a bench not far from the barbecue shop.

Zhang Qian suddenly woke up with a loud gasp.

"Qianqian, are you okay?"

Seeing that she woke up, Huang Shanshan hurried forward to inquire.

"What just happened?"

"After you gave psychological counseling to the owner of the barbecue shop, you got up and were about to leave, and then you suddenly passed out on the ground. I couldn't wake you up, so I could only help you come over and lie down on the bench here, so that you can have a good rest one time."

Huang Shanshan looked anxious, her best friend's sudden fainting frightened her.

Zhang Qian quickly stood on the ground and began to check her physical condition.

She found that what she was wearing was the professional women's outfit she wore before going out in the morning, not the white pajamas that were stained red with blood.

And she was beaten so much just now, she should have been covered with scars, but now she doesn't have any wounds on her body.

"I was really dreaming just now."

Zhang Qian muttered to herself with a solemn face.

"Qianqian, I know you are tired from work, but you still have to rest well, your body is the capital of your struggle! You can't be so tired and faint again."

Huang Shanshan hurriedly expressed concern.

"Shanshan, just now I had a very strange dream, in the dream I became someone else."

"Okay, don't talk about it all day long, you only believed in science before, so you wouldn't say such nonsense!"

"But……"

Zhang Qian was about to explain.

At this moment, people from the relevant departments came out of the barbecue shop carrying the dead man's body.

Zhang Qian raised her eyes to take a closer look at the appearance of the deceased, her expression darkened on the spot, and her words stopped abruptly.

Just because in the dream she had just now, the man who kept whipping her with a leather whip looked exactly like the dead man in front of her.

Looking away, Zhang Qian stared at Huang Shanshan and asked.

"Shanshan, can you tell me the details of the deceased?"

"What do you want?"

"I have a lot of friends, so if I know the details of the deceased, I might be able to help you find clues!"

Zhang Qian found a reason.

"The name of the deceased is Zhang Po. He is 45 years old this year. He opened a hotel in Xicheng. He is relatively rich and decent. He has no criminal record. Most importantly, after our investigation, we found that he is still a very infatuated man. .”

"infatuation?"

"Yes! His wife died of illness five years ago. Since then, he has never married another woman. His relatives and friends all say that he treats his wife well and is a very good infatuated man. Anyway People around him never said anything bad about him, they all said good things about him.”

When Huang Shanshan said this, there was a look of envy on her face, thinking, if she could also meet such a man who was so infatuated for her, that would be great.

Zhang Qian's face was cold when she heard this, and she dismissed it.

If it wasn't for the weird picture played on TV last night, and the pain she experienced in the dream just now, she might still believe in the personality of an infatuated man like Zhang Po, Mr. Haohao.

Huang Shanshan didn't notice the change in Zhang Qian's expression, and instead said, "Qianqian, then you go back! If you get any clues, remember to tell me."

"Okay, I have a clue and I will tell you."

Zhang Qian agreed with certainty.

Then the two said goodbye to each other.

Huang Shanshan stayed and continued to deal with the aftermath of the scene.

Zhang Qian left the night market street silently all the way, and drove to the office to work.

On the way, Zhang Qian's cell phone rang.

She picked up the phone and found that the call was from the mental hospital, so she picked it up.

"There's a third dead man, right?"

Zhang Qian was shocked. She thought it was the call from the dean, but she didn't expect it to be Wang Hao.

"I really don't understand. You are locked in a mental hospital ward, and the situation here is not announced so quickly. How do you know this?"

Zhang Qian finally expressed the question that had been hidden in her heart for a long time.

She admitted that Wang Hao's psychosis was too mysterious, and she couldn't understand him with professional knowledge.

"How did the third deceased die?"

Wang Hao still did not answer, but continued to ask about the case.

"It was pierced through the body with wooden sticks up and down, put on the barbecue grill, and grilled like a suckling pig."

"Grilling with wooden sticks corresponds to wood in the five elements of yin and yang, which is called 'the end of wood'."

"Even if what you said is correct, the way of the third deceased, Zhang Po, 'Mu Jin' died is a mystery. They can't find anything, so they can only temporarily collect his body and deal with the aftermath at the scene."

Zhang Qian did not deny Wang Hao's statement this time, but wanted to know how 'Mu Jin' died.

Wang Hao's voice suddenly became low.

"No, there is a problem. I was misled, and there is an expert behind this."

"Ah? What did you say?"

"Beep beep..."

Wang Hao didn't explain to Zhang Qian at all, and hung up the phone like a psychopath.

(End of this chapter)