Peerless Little Mommy: The ghost baby is cute

Chapter 510

Because the content of the text message is very short, I read it with a cursory glance.Police officer Chen has already snatched the phone back quickly, and his eyes are fixed on the content of the text message.

There was an inexplicable expression of horror in his eyes. What was written in the text message was written like a suicide note. My old uncle seemed to know that he would die at all.

In particular, the three words "uncle is gone" make people feel the pain in the atrium.

My fate was originally good, but after returning from Shencheng this time, it became a fierce white tiger.Fate is very hard, Kefuke can defeat the whole family, but not myself.

The evil spirit on my body is heavier than that of the chef in the dumpling shop in the east of the city who chops pork all day long and makes dumpling stuffing.So, the first day I went back to visit my grandfather in Sijiu City, he saw my fate with a fierce look.

Even my grandfather didn't dare to divination for me easily.That's why he asked "Embroidery Eye" to pick up the sticks in the bamboo tube, and let the spiritual bird do divination on his behalf.

The hexagrams shown by the bamboo sticks raised by the bird raised by my grandfather are tried and tested, and I have never missed them.

Before he left, my uncle showed me my face, saying that for such a hard-fated person, my seal turned black and I suddenly had bad luck.The reason for this is that some relatives put a spell on me, and my uncle told me to be careful of my dad before he died.

My uncle, did my father kill him?

In my heart at this moment, all that remains is my hatred for my dad.He did all this because he wanted to use my life to save Yuanyuan's life, but what's the point of implicating my uncle?
Yuanyuan, she can never come back to life!

My uncle's death, he will also pay the price, I swear.

The law can't rule him, my mother, my grandma, grandpa, and my whole family can't get around this scumbag.After disappearing for so many years, he will harm people when he comes back.

The place where my palm was pierced finally started to hurt like crazy.The chilly pain made me wake up even more, and I wiped the tears off my face casually.

"Little sister, where did your boyfriend go? Why did he disappear?" Officer Chen glanced around in the huge mortuary with only one bed. He frowned and spit out the smoke from his mouth. Stamped off.

I also searched around the room, but Xuan Qing was gone!
This mysterious man, like a gust of wind, broke into my world suddenly, and then disappeared suddenly.

I shook my head, and said a lie in a low voice: "I don't know, I should... probably went to buy cigarettes. Was the content of the text message sent by my uncle? Could it be made by someone else intentionally? "

"It's possible, but judging from the time when the text message was sent, it seems to be two hours before the time of death. Little sister, I can't tell, you are still from a family of Fengshui." Police officer Chen is very talkative, he doesn't know if it is Handling a case, or just chatting.

Or he was chatting while working on a case, and he asked some simple questions about the fortune-telling skills that my uncle inherited from my grandfather.He also told me about his relationship with Director Yao, and treated it as a small talk between each other.

It turned out that Director Yao was originally a forensic doctor, and he and Police Officer Chen were close partners at work, and they were good friends regardless of you and me in private.

Later, Director Yao came into contact with some bizarre cases and couldn't bear it, so he chose to study orthopedic medicine again.Avoid contact with things related to human internal organs to prevent those bad memories from being brought back.

I didn't expect Director Yao to be a monk half way. When he treated me, I felt like an old expert for more than ten years.But this is all off-topic. I chatted with Officer Chen for a long time to relieve the sad and surprised atmosphere in the mortuary.

Only then did he ask me, "By the way, I've been asking you this question for so long, and I still don't know your grandfather's name."

"He...his name is Zeng Zaizhong, he should be an old man in this industry. However, outsiders may not be able to know his name." I looked at the pale face of my uncle's body from a distance, and that His heart felt like it was bleeding, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, but he had no choice but to say this to Officer Chen.

If you can make friends with Police Officer Chen, it will definitely be useful in dealing with my father in the future.

Officer Chen's eyes widened, and his mouth opened as if he could swallow an egg.I wonder why Officer Chen is so surprised when he hears my grandfather's name.

Could it be that my grandfather has any reputation in the police circle?
But this is not surprising, my ancestors were originally military advisers who assisted in handling cases in the Beiping yamen, and they passed out the iron rice bowl in the yamen by relying on their ability to calculate Feng Shui by looking at faces.

He paused for a long time, and then slowly said: "So you are the granddaughter of Mr. Zeng. You should have said it earlier. I have been interrogated for a long time. It is a pity that Zeng is old and wants a white-haired person to send a black-haired one." .I think your uncle may have opened his eyes too many times, so he lost his lifespan."

I know about my uncle Zheyangshou, and my grandfather got angry about it.Not only broke the father-son relationship with my old uncle, but also haven't seen him again for a long, long time.

This time my uncle died suddenly, probably because my life was too hard, so he gave me a hint.As a result, the remaining Yangshou were not enough.

Sometimes I even think negatively to myself, why didn't I die in Shencheng and come back to kill my uncle.

However, this has become an ironclad fact, what I can do now is to avenge my uncle, and then spend the rest of my life taking good care of my aunt.

"I think so, too. My uncle did too many fortune-tellings. He probably also figured out what happened that night, so he gave me this last word." I had a sad expression on my face, but my eyes were fixed on Officer Chen. "You...how did you know my grandpa? Although he was very famous in the industry, he has washed his hands now. Now, he is just an ordinary old man who walks birds in the alley."

"Let me tell you something, little sister, don't laugh at me. When I was young, I wanted to worship Mr. Zeng as my teacher, but unfortunately he didn't agree. He said that my fate is not strong enough, and I will die easily if I learn it." Officer Chen smiled wryly, and he I suddenly remembered that someone in my family had just died, so I immediately suppressed the smile on my face, and said seriously, "I am here today thanks to Mr. Zeng's support. I was just graduated from the police academy at the time, and he broke the bank by himself. In the end, because he was not a police officer, he was not a police officer, so... anyway, I followed the light..."

Officer Chen was still talking to me about the case my grandfather had helped with when he was young, and two more people came outside the morgue.One is my mother and the other is my aunt.

The traffic situation in Forty-Nine City is just like this, a traffic jam can last a whole morning.

The two of them can come here at this point, which is already very good.I guess, now my grandma and grandpa are either crowded in the subway or stuck in a taxi.

My aunt was wearing a plain white long sweater, white leggings, and white UGG boots.This plain white body shows that she has already known that my uncle is dead.

She stood at the door, watched from a distance, and couldn't take it anymore and collapsed on the ground.Her eyes were red, and tears flowed like a brook, "Zeng Weiyuan, Ayuan, you bastard. You promised me, you promised me, you will never divination again. You liar. "

I have never seen my gentle and introverted aunt so crazy, with a dignified temperament at this moment, she has long been crying into a pot of porridge.The mournful wail pierced everyone's heart.

Especially me, every tear she shed makes me feel extremely guilty and remorseful.

My mother and I went up to help her at the same time. I had a plaster cast on my hand. Although it was a bit inconvenient to help her, my aunt was finally supported.

We helped him to my old uncle's bed and took one last look at him.My aunt hugged my uncle's cold head, crying like a child, her body trembling like chaff.

When my mother saw me in red, she didn't say anything, she just put the white down jacket she was wearing on me silently, and said in a low voice: "Your father is back, someone saw him go back to your grandpa's place Money. He and that woman are already at the end of their ropes, and I heard that Yuanyuan also..."

"Why doesn't he die, mom, why doesn't my dad die? Mom, do you know? My dad wants to trade my life for Yuanyuan's life, and my uncle is doing it for me... and dying It will hurt your life." When I heard that my dad was back, the hatred and anger in my heart surged uncontrollably.

"Sure enough, nothing good will happen when he comes back." My mother helped me zip up the down jacket, her face was slightly cold, her eyes were red but she didn't shed a single tear, "Joan, don't be sad. Mom and your grandpa, grandma won't let your uncle die in vain."

When I heard my mother say this, my heart seemed to be filled with a powerful force.However, there was a strange, weak feeling coming from the depths of the body.

"Old Zeng, it's really you." Police officer Chen has already gone up to shake hands with my grandfather, my grandfather didn't recognize Officer Chen, "Who are you...? I'm getting old, and my memory is not very good... ..."

Officer Chen introduced himself again, and my grandfather kept frowning and looked at my aunt's crying back. He shifted his gaze to me, and waved, "Qione... come here, I have a few words to say to you explain."

"Grandpa, I..." Just as I was about to say something, the powerful feeling of weakness burst out in my body, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of my mouth.

My vision became blurred, and the figures and scenery were doubled.

But in the pool of blood that I spat on the ground, I could vaguely see that there were one after another wriggling worms in the dark red mucus.

These bugs twisted their bodies crazily, as if they were struggling before dying...

(End of this chapter)