Fog Formula-Warning Book of Fog City Search Chief's Strange Talk

"Your brother?"

Seeing the gods repairing and hearing the words is thoughtful.

"But your younger brother Yong Ye died before. Are you sure that is 'your younger brother'? According to your description, it seems that you haven't been in contact for a long time."

"I'm sure." However, the proprietress said with certainty, she nodded slightly when she spoke, "Before the official contact, I spied on them for a long time, so I'm sure I can't hear his voice wrong."

"...Okay." Jian Shenxiu turned his head to look at Markesias, motioning for him to take out a pen and paper and start recording.

"So the correct description is actually, you heard your brother's voice—he was knocking on your door?"

"right."

The proprietress folded her hands on her chest and trembled, seeing Jian Shenxiu's face pale.

"He asked me why I left him, and he said he knew everything, he knew how his parents died. He asked me why, why I destroyed his family, why I killed his parents."

"...Do you feel guilty about this, because you avenged your mother? I thought you were very determined after planning for so long." Zhong raised his gaze and glanced into the proprietress' eyes.

"Or is it simply fear?"

"...I don't know, I don't know anything." The proprietress hugged herself and shook her head desperately, "He asked me why I left him there, and asked me if I wanted to kill him on purpose. I didn't mean to, I It really wasn't intentional. Then he asked me to open the door, said I had something holding him back, and he said let me in. He was cold outside...”

"Did you open the door?" Jian Shenxiu frowned and asked.

"Just a little bit." The proprietress smiled bitterly, "At that time, my mind seemed to be confused, and I almost opened the door when I walked to the door. But at the last moment, I maintained a little sobriety, and did not open the door at the last moment. He cried quietly outside One night, until the dawn is about to retreat."

"I maintained my sobriety at the last moment... What do you think is the reason?" Jian Shenxiu's eyes fluctuated slightly, and then asked.

"..."

The proprietress didn't answer, but turned her head to glance at the decorations on the wall. There are all kinds of magical instruments on it, dazzling.

"I understand." Jian Shenxiu followed her gaze and saw the things on the wall, showing a clear expression, "Are these things here in the first place, or after the incident, you Collect it from you again?"

"Originally there were only a few items, but I just placed them here normally." The proprietress replied in a low voice, "After the incident happened, I collected these items from various parties, and only then did I have the current wall."

"Do you think it's effective?" Jian Shenxiu looked carefully at the things on the wall again after hearing the words, and asked the proprietress, "Do you think which ones are effective and which ones are useless?"

"Sorry, I can't tell the difference." The proprietress forced an apologetic smile at Jian Shenxiu, "The things outside the door don't give you such accurate feedback. You asked too much detail, I really don't know have no idea."

"Okay." Jian Shenxiu nodded in understanding, "Did 'he' come a lot later?"

"Not every day, but every three to five." The proprietress nodded palely, "The resort is not foggy every night, but 'he' will come most of the foggy nights. The time is usually around 1:00 in the morning, but sometimes it will be early. One o'clock. The earliest is after 12 o'clock."

"After 12 o'clock..."

Seeing that Shenxiu raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, seeing that it was pointing to eleven o'clock at the moment, he nodded to express his understanding.

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if you opened the door?"

"Probably like other people." The proprietress smiled bitterly. "Actually, I can't tell what's wrong with them. Apart from turning a blind eye to certain problems, they didn't show many abnormalities. But I'm sure That's definitely not a good thing. Sometimes I even have a feeling that they are not who they used to be."

"It's as if a part of them is missing." The proprietress hesitated, choosing her words carefully, "Sometimes it feels like their reactions are slow, as if they have been thinking about something else, and when certain issues are mentioned, they will appear very excited."

"I don't know what they all saw." She lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "But I think it's all about my past. Too many things happened after Yongye, and the people of Xuejianze left too many regrets. "

"..."

Seeing Shenxiu and hearing the words also seems to have feelings. He didn't speak, his brows and eyes lowered slightly. For Xue Jianze people, this is indeed a problem that can be understood without saying it. In the first nine months after Yong Ye, Xue Jianze experienced unimaginable hardships and disasters. The hunger, chaos and confusion at that time still hang over the people of Xue Jianze.

No one wants to recall those nine months, and it took years for NAVI, newly born in that disaster, to slowly restore order. Therefore, even if this order has many loopholes, few people will discuss this issue.

"Heiwei's house at the east gate of the resort used to run a supermarket. During Yong Ye, they met people who came to rob supplies. Both the couple died, and only the old man who was recuperating at home was left. The old man who looks after the Blacktail Supermarket."

The proprietress seemed to be a little emotional, and slowly told some stories about the past.

"The lady selling suits on the pedestrian street was originally a couple of painters. When Yong Ye was poor, her husband went to join the 'carnival' team and wanted to grab some food. It is said that he was beaten to death on the street. No remains were ever found."

"There is also Lao Ji who sells tamagoyaki next to the hotel..."

Hearing that Shenxiu's expressions fluctuated, Markesias showed a hint of eagerness on his face, even Jian Shenxiu raised his head and glanced at the proprietress opposite.

"His son was originally a teacher in the city, and his job was decent. After Yong Ye, his wife ran away with others, and his son came to the door and beat him into a disabled person. He was locked up in the police station and is still in prison until now. .Old Ji's wife was sick and couldn't bear the bad news. She died of illness not long after, and he was the only one left."

"And then..."

The proprietress whispered about the gossip of these parents, holding a tea bowl like the most common kind of village gossip peasant woman. However, even if it is an ordinary chat in the village, there should be a happy event and a promotion, but there is absolutely no happy event in the words of the proprietress, and there are only various misfortunes left after Yong Ye.

"In fact, everyone is very sorry. 'It's good that the eternal night didn't happen'. Does anyone not have such an idea in their hearts? Especially for this resort."

"..."

At this point, everyone was silent for a while. There was a moment of silence in the arena, no one spoke, only the rustling of Jian Shenxiu taking notes with a pen and paper.

"……in addition,"

After a short silence, the proprietress hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"Before you came here today, our lady has commissioned the Guitan Investigation Agency to investigate this incident. But she will not stop your investigation, and let me find an opportunity to tell you this, saying that the two sides compete fairly."

"Ghost Story Investigation Agency... I understand, maybe tonight's action will meet."

Seeing that Shenxiu thought for a while after hearing the words, he quickly thought of which party the ghost talk investigation agency the other party was talking about. So he nodded thoughtfully, expressing his understanding.

"Is there anything else to add?" Then he looked at the proprietress, and finally asked, "If not, let's call it a day."

At this point in the conversation, he also knew that he would not get any more information.

"No more." The proprietress shook her head, "I don't know too much."

"OK."

So Jian Shenxiu ended the recording. Put away the pen and paper, ready to get up and leave.

"When will I be charged?"

However, just as the two walked to the door, the voice of the proprietress suddenly came from behind.

In the quaint and dark tea room, the glamorous proprietress sat behind the tea table and looked at the two of them. Her spirit seemed a little depressed, but her expression was more of relief.

"You have obtained the recording evidence now," she asked frankly, there was no fear in her tone, only the tiredness of hiding for many years.

"When are you going to send me to jail?"

"What are you talking about?" Seeing that Shenxiu looked back at her, his tone was indifferent, "We haven't been here today. We haven't heard any stories, and there are no recordings."

"...Aren't you going to arrest me?"

The landlady's eyes widened, she looked at the two men in plain clothes in surprise, shocked by the sudden tolerance.

"The death of the murderer is a part of justice. I only care about the implementation of justice, and I don't care about the method used to achieve this."

However, seeing that Shenxiu didn't express anything, he just withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked out the door.

They even thoughtfully closed the door before leaving, lest any ghosts take the opportunity to sneak into the proprietress' room.

"It's getting late, go to bed earlier."