Chapter 942: Writer Zhuang’s current situation is called the separation of the soul.

The weather is nice today, the sun is warm, the wind is light and the clouds are light, which is suitable for outdoor sports.
I was playing basketball on the playground with Gao Peng and Li Yuantai. After playing for a while, I suddenly felt thirsty. I ran to the court and bought three cans of Red Bull. I greeted them, "Hey, are you thirsty? Drink some water Continue to play."
Gao Peng and Li Yuantai put down their basketballs and took over the drinks. The three of us were drinking cold and icy drinks, and suddenly saw a man in police uniform hurriedly approaching us.
At the sight of the man in the police uniform, I couldn't help being amused.
"Isn't this detective Ye? How come you have time to come to our school to play?"
Ye Tian said with a sad face, "I'm not here to play, I'm here to find this little Taoist priest."
When Li Yuantai heard that he was looking for him, he immediately turned around, "Leader Ye, are you looking for me?"
Ye Tian nodded, "Writer Zhuang seems to have been succumbed to evil, you should come and see with me."
Li Yuantai nodded, "Well, where is she, let's go and see."
Gao Peng drove behind Ye Tian's police car, and the three of us followed Ye Tian to the police station.
As soon as I entered the office of the special case team, I saw Zhuang Mengdie sitting motionless in his seat like a plaster.
Xiao Zhang held the Siamese cat with a weeping face, and the Siamese cat kept crying.
The atmosphere in the office is unspeakable.
Ye Tiandao, "Xiao Zhang, I have been walking for a long time, has Writer Zhuang reacted?"
Xiao Zhang shook his head, "No, it's exactly the same as before you left, without even blinking his eyes."
Ye Tian sighed, "Little Taoist, let me see what happened to Writer Zhuang?"
We stepped forward curiously and looked at Zhuang Mengdie carefully.
Zhuang Mengdie stared at the hairpin with wide eyes, with a focused expression and a strange smile on his face. People who don't know the actual situation must think that she is thinking about the problem, and no one will think that the girl can't move.
Li Yuantai looked at Zhuang Mengdie with a smile, and then at the hairpin. "The problem lies with this hairpin."
Ye Tiandao, "Huh? What can be wrong with this card issuing?"
"This hairpin has accumulated a lot of grievances after the death of its owner, and the more grievances accumulate, the more it will become mischievous."
Xiao Zhang was taken aback, "Ah, is this hairpin finished?"
Li Yuantai shook his head, "Being a fine is not a big deal. At present, it doesn't have any major deeds. At most, it's just a mischief, to clear up the grievances he has accumulated.
"Then what is this hairpin doing this way to Writer Zhuang?"
"It's telling a story."
Ye Tiandao, "Telling a story? To whom is it not telling a story to Writer Zhuang?"
Li Yuantai nodded, "Yes, it is telling a story to Writer Zhuang."
Xiao Zhang frowned, "But a hairpin, what story can it tell?"
Li Yuantai smiled and said, "A hairpin is simple, but when combined with the surrounding events, it has a rich story content. Because no object exists alone in the real world. And objects will change the past. Recorded the incident faithfully, this is the memory of the item. By the way, who is the owner of this card?"
Ye Tiandao, "The owner of the card is called Zeng Yuqing. She died on a rainy night twenty years ago. She was raped and killed by Zhou Xuguang during the filming of the Cyan Film Studio. This case is very sensational. You should all know about it?
Li Yuantai nodded, "I know, this case has been reported many times on the TV network. If I'm not mistaken, this card must be telling the writer the details of the rainy night and murder case."
Ye Tian frowned, "Well, the case was solved, but there are still unexplainable doubts about some details. For example, the police officers Li Ming and Zhao Liang who were investigating the scene at the time found a red issuing card at the scene. However, the hairpin disappeared strangely before they left the set. The police and the media at the time believed that the disappearance of the hairpin was a spiritual phenomenon, and believed that the ghost of the deceased Zeng Yuqing took it away. However, today, twenty years later. , This hairpin reappeared in Zhou Xuguang’s house and was worn on the head by his crazy wife Zhang Aihong. Then this hairpin was put on the head by Zhang Aihong from the time the police officer Li Ming sealed it in the evidence bag and put it in the briefcase. What kind of process has this span of 20 years gone through? This is unexplainable up to now. Moreover, the involved person Zhou Xuguang and his family have all died, and these details are even more unknown."
Li Yuantai smiled and said, "I believe this issuance card is clear about the small details of these cases, and it is telling writer Zhuang these details."
Xiao Zhang said, "Then, isn't this card issuing good deeds? Help us explain the details of the case clearly."
Li Yuantai shook his head, "Any behavior of spirits will not be beneficial to humans, because most spirits are caused by grievances, and their grievances often come from humans. For example, humans do not pamper them or pay attention to them for a long time. Abandonment of the land will cause their grievances. In this way, the spirits formed by grievances will most likely retaliate against mankind.
Ye Tian worried and said, "Ah? So, isn't the situation of Writer Zhuang very dangerous?"
Li Yuantai nodded, "Yes, it's dangerous. Writer Zhuang's current situation is called the separation of the soul."
"Soul out of the body?"
"Yes, it is the separation of the soul and the body. If the soul cannot return to the body within a certain period of time, the body will die."
"That means that the soul of Writer Zhuang is not in the body now?"
"Yes. Her soul was taken away by the hairpin."
"Where did you take it?"
"Since the Yuye and murder case occurred in 1997, her soul should have been taken in 1997 by a card."
"Is it to take the rainy night to watch the whole process of the murder?"
"Well, maybe it's more than that. Because this issuance card knows not only the murder that night, but also all the details surrounding the murder. It is estimated that it is pulling the soul of Writer Zhuang to concentrate on telling her stories. "
Ye Tian was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, "Then what should we do now?"
"Since the card is issued and her soul is taken away, then we can bring her soul back and it will be over."
Xiao Zhang smiled, "It's so simple."
Ye Tian glared, "Shut up, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."
Xiao Zhang smiled awkwardly, hugging the Siamese cat and said, "Meow, I'll take you to eat."
The Siamese cat meowed, got rid of Xiao Zhang's arms, jumped onto Ye Tian's shoulder, and lay on his neck.
Li Yuantai smiled, "It's actually not easy to say, I'm afraid that this card will be bad in the middle of issuing the card, and will detain Writer Zhuang's soul and prevent her from coming back."
Xiao Zhang said, "Ah? What will happen if the writer Zhuang's soul cannot come back?"
Gao Peng said, "Li Yuantai just said that if the soul can't come back, Writer Zhuang will die."