Lin Jinghao and Pei Feng looked at each other. The two pairs of shoes on the window sill would be terrible if someone else didn't do it intentionally!

"Take the shoes back and have them checked."

The shoes were taken away, and apart from the marks of the two pairs of shoes, no other traces could be seen on the window sill.

"Sister-in-law Wang, don't you want to dry your shoes at home?" Farmers here have the habit of drying their shoes in the sun on the windowsill. Lin Jinghao remembered that Zhang Ning's family also used to dry their shoes.

"Zhang Ning came back and threw away all the old shoes at home. He also said that in the future, whenever the shoes at home are broken, he will buy new ones. For this, grandma even had a quarrel with her, saying that she didn't know how to save at all and forgot about it.

It's over." Mrs. Wang's tone seemed to be complaining about Zhang Ning.

Looking up from the window sill on the first floor, the white tiles on the wall are as bright as a mirror. Even the protruding circle in the center of the second floor is covered. It is absolutely impossible to climb up with bare hands.

Got it.

‘Don’t people enter from behind here?’ Lin Jinghao squinted his eyes and looked up.

"Pei Feng, look at the partition above, are there two white bars?" The afternoon sun became more and more dazzling, making Lin Jinghao not sure whether they were the shadows of the two suns or because there were two double bars.

Objects, traces of pressing.

"I'll borrow a ladder." Pei Feng's eyesight is not as good as Lin Jinghao's, and he can't see clearly.

Just as Pei Feng left, the sky suddenly darkened. A few huge raindrops fell on Lin Jinghao's forehead. The village also heard the shouts of kind-hearted mothers-in-law: "It's raining, put away the clothes."

‘No, it hasn’t rained for a few days, and now it’s raining!’ Lin Jinghao looked up at the sky again, and saw a large black cloud drifting over, blocking the dazzling sunlight.

"Officer, it's going to rain heavily. Let's go inside." The weather in this mountainous area really changes at a moment's notice, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Okay", seeing the raindrops falling to the ground getting bigger and denser, Lin Jinghao could only give up.

There are still no lights in the house, and grandma is still sitting on the sofa watching TV. The program on TV has been replaced by an anti-war drama. This must be what grandma likes to watch. She is completely immersed in the plot, mouthing

Li was still talking to himself involuntarily.

"Grandma, it's raining, why don't you turn on the light?" It was pitch dark outside and even darker inside the house. Even Mrs. Wang couldn't help but say a few words.

"Zhang Jing, you're back." As soon as Mrs. Wang walked to the wall and was about to turn on the light, grandma suddenly stood up. Although Lin Jinghao was brave, he was also frightened by grandma's sudden voice.

"Ah," she said, looking at Mrs. Wang outside the door, she was so frightened that she screamed and almost fell down while holding on to the wall.

When Lin Jinghao turned around, he saw a girl with disheveled hair like a "ghost" standing at the door under the weak fluorescent flash of the TV. Her long wet hair was all hanging down in front, covering her entire face, and her whole body was soaked.

Damp, a blue and white sportswear dripping down the trousers, and a pair of white sneakers on her feet. Isn't this the dead Zhang Jing?

"Zhang Jing, where have you been for such a long time? I miss grandma so much." Cold sweat broke out on Lin Jinghao's back, and Mrs. Wang's face turned pale with fright. Only grandma didn't show any concern at all.

Although he was afraid, he happily greeted him.

"Grandma, we have a guest at home." The girl spoke, her voice did not sound like Zhang Ning, and this guest clearly referred to Lin Jinghao.

"Are you..." Lin Jinghao also encountered this situation for the first time. If he wanted to ask, he was stuck in his throat and couldn't say it. Is the girl in front of him a human or a ghost? If she is a human, why is she?

She will be wearing the same sportswear as when Zhang Jing died; if it is a ghost, why can Mrs. Wang and grandma see it! Isn’t it true that in this world, I am not the only one who likes to see ghosts?

"Where is my sister? Has she not come back yet?" The girl entered the room and held her grandma's hand, seemingly very excited.

"Your sister went out to look for you all morning and hasn't come back yet. Go and wipe your face quickly, she's all wet." It seemed that grandma had identified the girl in front of her as her granddaughter Zhang Jing, so Lin Jinghao could only

Standing there, I didn't know what to do.

The girl shook back her wet hair, revealing her whole face, which was indeed Zhang Jing's (Zhang Ning) face.

"You are such a naughty child." The rainwater on her hair was thrown into grandma's face. Instead of being angry, grandma patted her shoulder lovingly.

"I'll go upstairs and change clothes." The girl jumped upstairs.

The room suddenly became quiet. Lin Jinghao and Mrs. Wang looked at each other and could only smile bitterly. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Standing in the house, you could hear the rapid ticking sound.

"Lin Station, it's raining and we can't borrow a ladder." A man rushed in from the rain. His police uniform was so wet that it clung to his body. As soon as he entered the room, he took off his hat and shook the water on it.

Zhu, he didn't feel the tense atmosphere in the room at all.

"Grandma, why are all my clothes missing?" 'Zhang Jing' ran out of the room upstairs, still dressed in wet clothes.

"This...this is," Pei Feng didn't react for a moment. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the girl upstairs and was stunned.

"Your sister has lost all your clothes. I'll come up and find them for you." In grandma's eyes, a child will always be a child, no matter if she is a good child or a bad child.

"Lin Suo... what's going on?" Grandma went upstairs, and Pei Feng walked carefully to Lin Jinghao's side, but he still couldn't control the trembling of his lips when he spoke.

"Officer, Zhang Ning didn't let the ghost of her sister lean over, right?" Lin Jinghao was not sure how to answer his men, when a woman's equally trembling voice sounded next to him.

"Possessed by a ghost?" Pei Feng felt his scalp numb and his face became paler. He couldn't help but look up at the room upstairs.

"Grandma, why do you think of me as your sister again? Didn't I tell you that my sister is dead?" There was a noise in the room upstairs, and this time Lin Jinghao heard it very clearly, it was Zhang Ning's voice.

"It's Zhang Ning," Lin Jinghao's heart moved. He saw a woman rushing out of the room upstairs, dressed like a lady, it was Zhang Ning who had disappeared with the child in her arms!

"Zhang Ning, you're back." Sister-in-law Wang shouted in surprise from below.

"Lin Suo," Pei Feng pulled Lin Jinghao aside and said softly: "I think this must be... typical

Split personality has been shown in movies and TV shows."

"Split personality!" Lin Jinghao would read some detective novels at home when he had nothing to do. He was also deeply impressed by the descriptions of this aspect.

"It would be nice if Dr. Xia was here." Pei Feng glanced at Zhang Ning who rushed downstairs and muttered to himself.

"Director Lin, why are you at my house?" Zhang Ning rushed downstairs and found Lin Jinghao and Lin Jinghao standing in the living room.

"Zhang Ning, have you brought the child back?" Mrs. Wang rushed out from behind. She was most concerned about the child.

"Child...yes, where is my child? Director Lin, my child is missing. You have to help me find it." Zhang Ning yelled, grabbing his long hair like crazy, and was caught scattered.

Her hair is still wet, she must be the girl who came in just now and got wet from the rain.

"Zhang Ning, didn't you take the child out by yourself? Think about it carefully, where did you take him?" Lin Jinghao calmed down, and he was sure that the woman in front of him was Zhang Ning.

"Child, kid, by the way, I went to visit my sister this morning. It was her sister who said she wanted to see him and asked me to take him to meet her. She must have kept the child." Zhang Ning didn't know whether he was talking about it or not.

It's nonsense, it feels like crazy.

"Zhang Ning, why don't you take us to find the child quickly?" Lin Jinghao raised his head and glanced at the rain outside. If the child who was just one month old was left in the wild, it would be very dangerous.

The rain continued to pour down, and there was a loud banging on the car window. Zhang Ning didn't know whether he was sane or crazy. Sometimes he said that the child was in Zhang Jing's cemetery, and sometimes he said that the child was in the cave where she was abandoned.

Lin Jinghao thought of the place where Zhang Ning was last seen on the surveillance camera in the morning and drove directly up the mountain.

"Yes, yes, it's on the mountain. My sister asked me to go to the mountain to find her." Zhang Ning seemed to recognize the place where he put down the child. As soon as Lin Jinghao stopped the car, she yelled.

Along the mountain road, the three of them braved the rain and walked to the place where Zhang Jing's body was dumped. The rain fell even harder, and the mountain road that was originally easy to walk became muddy.

"Look, this is it. This is where I came in the morning." There were several incense candles washed down by the rain at the entrance of the cave, and there were some black burnt paper ashes on the ground. It looked like someone should have burned them here.

Pass paper money.

"Where's the child?" There was no shadow of the child at the scene, and no trace of anyone passing by here. The rain was getting heavier, so heavy that it was almost hard to open one's eyes.

"Baby, baby, where have you been?" The pouring rain made Zhang Ning wake up. She looked around the cave, shouted, and almost rushed into the cave.

"Pei Feng, hold her, I'll go in and take a look." The cave is a bit low, and a small amount of water has begun to accumulate.

Lin Jinghao stepped into the cave. Fortunately, the water in the cave just reached his ankles. Lin Jinghao turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and looked around in the cave.

The cave was not big, only about two meters deep. Before taking a few steps, Lin Jinghao saw a blue child's blanket floating on the water. The blanket was spread out. Lin Jinghao grabbed it and found it was empty.
Chapter completed!