Chapter 50: Under the Bed (Part 2)

After arriving at the police station, the policewoman who was in charge of receiving her saw her flustered expression, and asked, “Hello, ma’am, may I help you?”

Jumping Mouse: “I’m going to call the police! There’s someone in my house!”

When the policewoman asked her about the specific situation and how she found it, she said everything about moving the items in the house and so on.

“My house is not big. It’s only 70-80 square meters. I never thought that someone would hide inside before, so I never called the police…”

Jumping Mouse still has lingering fears, but she also has an evasive mentality.

After all, she has not encountered any actual injury and has not found any other abnormalities, so she always feels that there is no need to call the police;

In case the police find nothing, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?

She was also afraid of alarming the neighbors after she called the police, and it would be difficult for them to explain when they asked.

The policewoman paid more attention and said, “I’ll help you contact the police now. You should have called the police when you first noticed these abnormalities.”

Gu Zhisang also contacted Zheng Ruyu online.

Zheng Ruyu notified the Special Spiritual Department branch of the city where Jumping Mouse was located and asked them to cooperate fully. Soon, several police officers went to Jumping Mouse’s house and brought testing tools.

When a group of people went into the community, they happened to run into a few familiar neighbors chatting in the shade.

Seeing a group of policemen around Jumping Mouse, someone asked, “Girl, what’s wrong?”

“It’s okay, ma’am, the police are just here to do a small investigation.” Jumping Mouse replied vaguely.

Who knows whether the Aunt believe it or not, but she waved her fan as she said: “We watched this girl grow up, she is very well-behaved, and she helped us with old arms and legs carry things when needed.”

“By the way, that man downstairs asked me to thank you 2 days ago, for helping him.”

Jumping Mouse was a little embarrassed, and walked towards her house after talking to the aunt.

Seeing the door of her house, timidity and fear arose in her heart, as if something evil inside would eat her if she entered.

The policewoman behind patted her on the shoulder and said: “Don’t be nervous, we are by your side.”

After opening the door, the living room was completely silent, and it didn’t look like there was anyone out there.

The police searched every corner but found no one. Jumping Mouse couldn’t help but wonder if Gu Zhisang made a mistake.

But soon the police officers in charge of the investigation discovered it.

“There’s a pinhole camera over here, facing the bedroom door.”

The camera was placed in an ornament on the shelf, silently watching the bedroom of Jumping Mouse through the eyes of the ornament doll.

From this moment on, the comments in the live broadcast room were all filled with exclamation marks.

In addition, the police officers also found three other cameras, one was caught behind the water pipe in the corner of the bathroom, and the other two were in the bedroom and the kitchen.

Seeing these cameras that were no bigger than a little thumbnail, Jumping Mouse felt her stomach twitch, and her face turned pale.

When she thought about how long her privacy had been leaked and thought that every detail of her life in this house was exposed to the eyes of others, she felt sick all over her body.

In addition, the police officers also found two short strands of hair under her bed, and half of the palm print that the person accidentally printed on the wooden board beside the bed when he left.

The hair strands can be tested, but it will take some time.

What puzzled the police officers was that half of the palm print was very small, not even as big as the heel of the policewoman’s palm, just like a child’s hand.

The police officer said: “There is a little frosty residue in the teacup by your bedside, it should be some sleeping medicine.”

“Do you feel that anyone around you is a suspicious suspect?”

Jumping Mouse’s brain went blank: “I don’t know… My parents returned to my hometown more than a month ago. I don’t have a boyfriend, and I never bring anyone home.”

At this moment, Gu Zhisang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, attracting everyone’s attention.

Some bamboo stick cards were placed on the table in front of her at some point, and each card was engraved with ancient Taoist characters with a pen.

These were bamboo cards she made some time ago, which was a kind of card.

Ancient coins were only suitable for divination, while cards has more options and more detailed categories, and were suitable for other people who were related to you.

Gu Zhisang said: “You hold those hairs and cameras in your palm, and then choose three bamboo cards.”

For a while, some netizens said:

[I died from laughing. This scene is so strange. If you do fortune-telling in front of the police, won’t you be arrested as a feudal superstition?]

Jumping Mouse chose the bamboo cards, then Gu Zhisang began to interpret:

“This person wants to kill you. But he has no hatred for you. Instead, he has a deep and strange desire. He has a good impression of you.”

“This person is someone close to you, not a stranger. You must have met him before. He didn’t follow you, for no reason. He is not young, he should be in his forties, and he has been in prison before you met him. Well, he killed people before.”

“He should have some kind of physical disability, or some strange disease, which caused him to be extremely inferior and conceited. He only had negative emotions in his heart, and he smells like rotten garbage. But this person is very good at hiding on the surface. He can be charming, or honest guys. You may even find him a pretty good poor guy.”

After deciphering the message on the bamboo card, Gu Zhisang said: “Think about it carefully, is there anyone like this among the people around you, who you often meet?”

Jumping Mouse thought about it for a long time, but she couldn’t think of such a person.

Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind, making her pause slightly.

She hesitated: “Among the people around me who have some physical problems, there is only one neighbor…”

According to Jumping Mouse, the resident on the floor below her was a middle-aged man who moved here last year.

Although the man had wrinkles on his face and gray hair, he was only about one meter tall. He was thin, small like a dwarf, and a loner.

When he first moved here, they didn’t meet each other. One time in the elevator, the bag that the neighbor was carrying was broken, and the contents were scattered all over the floor. Jumping Mouse helped him pick up the things and even put gave her canvas bag to him to use.

Because of this incident, they got acquainted, and they often greeted each other when they met.

In addition, this community sometimes has activities to send warmth to the lonely elderly and the disabled. Jumping Mouse was one of the residents who volunteer, and every time, she will bring the grain and oil from the neighbor downstairs.

As for this person’s past, she doesn’t know.

The policewoman said: “Isn’t that half of the handprint just like a child’s hand?”

So they decided to go downstairs and take a look.

As a result, they knocked on the door of that person’s room several times, but there was no movement inside.

  “No one is there?”

Gu Zhisang frowned slightly, and said, “There’s no need to look for it, this person did it.”

A trace of dead air overflowed from this door, and through the lens and screen, she could see the gray-black mist leaking out from the crack of the door.

It stands to reason that the police cannot break into other people’s houses without real evidence and search warrants, but this time, with the help of the Special Spiritual Department, they unlocked the door of the house.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone smelled a pungent detergent smell, which was not like a normal residence.

There was no one in the room, but they felt chills down their spine after turning on the light.   

Because there were two rows of long shelves in the house with many medicinal wine jars and transparent breeding boxes.


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