Xu Que kept silent and chatted with Song Fangfang while looking back.

I saw Song Fangfang's grandfather sitting at the window and looking at them.

He kept staring at them, unable to see his expression. If he had to say it, it would be cold, ruthless, without a trace of focal length.

‘It’s so weird.’

Xu Que complained in his heart.

"Xu Que, what are you looking at?" Song Fangfang pushed him.

"Oh, it's okay." Xu Que felt that there was no need to tell Song Fangfang about such a small matter.

The two of them came to Song Fangfang's cousin's house, and the door was already full of people.

Most of the relatives of Song Fangfang's family were dressed in bright clothes, and they looked like rich people.

With Song Fangfang's arrival, her relatives naturally greeted her.

Xu Que didn't like this kind of occasion very much, so he temporarily separated from Song Fangfang and came to the edge of the coffin.

The coffin is the best crystal coffin.

However, when burned into the soil, the body will be placed in the wooden coffin.

A group of old men and women sat around the coffin, crying at the coffin. At the front, a young man in a brown suit kneeled in front of the coffin with red eyes.

"Jianming, you can rest. It's been all night and your body will not be able to bear it." An old man comforted Chen Jianming.

"It's okay." Chen Jianming shook his head.

Xu Que glanced at the young man. He had a middle-parted head and dressed in a normal manner. A hint of fatigue was revealed on his young face.

"It turns out that he is Fangfang's cousin's fiancé, Chen Jianming."

Then look at the corpse.

The body in the coffin was obviously restrained. The tragic situation where the tongue was pulled out had been stitched with white needles and threads, and the needles and threads under the flesh tissue could be vaguely seen.

The corpse is dignified and has both hands on the chest.

However, although the corpse had eyes closed, it could be seen from the corpse's frown eyebrows and the veins on its forehead.

The owner of the corpse was not leaving peacefully.

I walked around the corner.

There are more than a dozen people in the house, most of them are older.

Most of these people cried very hard.

However, it is strange that the more you cry, the more you don’t have tears.

Yes, I can't see tears.

Although these people were wiping their eyes with rags, they just couldn't see tears.

In this way, it's like pretending to be crying.

On the contrary, Xu Que could see their tears in those who were sobbing softly.

“It’s so weird here.”

Xu Que was like an outsider, standing not far away.

At this time, the family helped his fiancé Chen Jianming upstairs.

Song Fangfang found Xu Que and said, "Go up and chat with Chen Jianming."

"Yeah, let's go."

The two went upstairs, and Chen Jianming was looking at a photo alone.

"Chen Jianming."

Song Fangfang walked in and greeted her.

"Oh, Fangfang, this is..."

"This is my friend, Xu Que. He used to be a detective. This time he invited him to come here to help investigate the death of my cousin." Song Fangfang said solemnly.

"Detective?" Chen Jianming walked over excitedly, "Come on, Mr. Xu."

"You're welcome. Song Fangfang told me about the death of your fiancée. I think the most critical thing about this is the puppet doll you received." Xu Que said.

"I also think that puppet doll monster. Although I grew up in the village next door, I knew the legend of puppet dolls when I was very young."

As he spoke, Chen Jianming got up and dragged a box out from under the bed.

"This is the puppet doll we received before."

Open the box, and there was a child-type puppet doll wearing a red jacket and only fifty centimeters long lying inside.

The doll's eyes were very large, and the eyes with black pupils seemed to be able to move, looking at the people in the room tightly.

"In order to find out the truth, I brought the puppet doll back. Unfortunately, I can't find anything. Mr. Xu, since you are a detective, please check it out for me. The money is not a problem."

"You're welcome, Miss Song and I are friends, so I'm just helping."

Xu Que waved his hand slightly and declined the other party's kindness.

Then, pick up the puppet doll and look at it.

This puppet looks very delicate, with embedded eyes and can rotate back and forth.

After turning the puppet doll over, Xu Que noticed that there was a hand that could be reached in and pulled a crossbar inside. The puppet doll's jaw could be closed up and down, just like talking.

In addition to this, there is also a spring in the eyes inside, and the thumb is hooked, and the eyes of the puppet doll can turn back and forth. After a quick look, it is exactly the same as it is.

I touched the puppet doll's hair, which was very smooth and smooth.

"This puppet is very realistic."

Xu Quezai carefully checked it and opened the clothes. The material inside seemed to be made of wood and a bit hard.

At this moment, on his right hand, Xu Que noticed a line of words: Xiaodong.

"This puppet is called Xiaodong." Xu Que pointed to this line of small characters.

"Well, I have noticed it a long time ago. I have checked it online. Many performers who perform ventriloquism will name their puppet dolls." Chen Jianming said.

"Just now, I heard a story about her servant Zhou Xiaohong at Fangfang's house. It was about Yang Juan, a puppet ventriloquist in your village. Do you know about this?" Xu Que asked.

"You actually found this. To be honest, I also suspect that this matter is related to this puppet. It just so happened that when I was a child, my grandfather said that the last puppet Yang Juan made was called Xiaodong. She had performed to show her neighbors."

"A Dong, they are all called Xiao Dong, such a coincidence?"

Xu Que looked at the puppet in his hand. For some reason, he always felt that the puppet was staring at him.

"Well, so I'm going to go to Yang Juan's previous residence to see it."

Chen Jianming put the puppet down and said, "Go together."

"good."

The three of them went out through the back door, got into Chen Jianming's car, and started driving out.

On the way, Chen Jianming began to tell some of the things he found about Yang Juan in the past few days.

"Yang Juan's family was beaten to death by the villagers. Later, the villagers found out that this was a misunderstanding, and some people came to apologize, but later they found out that Yang Juan was crazy."

"After that, no one can see her, and even if she sees her, she will not speak. The only person who can talk to her is her neighbor."

While talking, the car stopped because the road ahead was too narrow and it was no longer suitable to drive in.

"Get out of the car, Yang Juan's house is very remote." Chen Jianming sighed, "Actually, today I wanted to go there alone, and find her former neighbor."

"Where did her former neighbor live?" Xu Que was a little surprised, and then he picked up the puppet doll in the car and got out of the car.

"Well, of course Yang Juan's generation is dead. I'm looking for her neighbor's son. Calculate the time. Her neighbor's son is already 98 years old."

"At 98, that's really long-lived." Song Fangfang couldn't help but say.
Chapter completed!