"Are you kidding? I definitely know better than you whether he is my husband or not!" Huang Ling drove the car and didn't take it seriously.

"I checked his phone. He called you seven times tonight." Chen Ge lowered his head and reached into his backpack.

"Doesn't this just prove that he loves me?" Huang Ling felt that Chen Ge was a strange person, in every sense of the word.

"However, none of these seven calls went through. The call you received on bus No. 104 was from someone else."

"Another person?" Huang Ling was so surprised that she turned her head and looked at Chen Ge: "Impossible!"

"Drive carefully." Chen Ge pointed to the road ahead and said calmly, "I have no need to deceive you. I am reminding you only out of good intentions. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

After Chen Ge finished speaking, the taxi fell silent and no one spoke.

Huang Ling pursed her lips and drove seriously, but her hands gripping the steering wheel became stronger and stronger. After about a few minutes, Huang Ling stepped on the brakes without any warning.

The taxi stopped in the heavy rain and the atmosphere inside the car was a bit weird.

Huang Ling stared at the steering wheel for a long time, then slowly looked at Chen Ge: "Jia Ming is indeed different from before. Since the car accident, he has become silent and autistic. He rarely communicates with me and suffers from insomnia for many nights. The doctor said he may have depression."

"That means the time point when your husband changed was the car accident, right?" Chen Ge did not look at Huang Ling and still kept his head down.

"Did you pay attention to the point I made? Jia Ming got depression because of the car accident, and he was sick." Huang Ling grabbed the steering wheel and smiled very hard: "He took into account the difficult situation of our family and took the initiative to give up psychological counseling. He also stopped taking medication after a period of time because the medical expenses of four or five hundred yuan a month were a considerable burden for us. At that time, I was the only one relying on the family. I know he felt very bad, so I can understand the changes that happened to him."

"Think carefully again, besides being in a bad mood, has he done anything unusual? I mean special behavior that has nothing to do with the disease." Chen Ge gave a few examples: "For example, you woke up in the middle of the night and found him standing by the bed with his eyes open, looking at you; suddenly another person's voice came out of his mouth; he killed some small animals without telling you and hid the bodies in the room, etc."

After hearing what Chen Ge said, Huang Ling turned her head with difficulty and looked at Xiao Gu who was sitting in the back seat. She was a little scared of Chen Ge in her heart: "No, none of what you said happened."

"You can look at the call records on your phone and think about it carefully. This matter may be related to your own life." Chen Ge had no interest in the man in Huang Ling's house. What really caught his attention was the man who called Huang Ling in the car.

"Call log?" Huang Ling took out her cell phone and looked at it. There were only seven missed calls in the call log, and it did not show the calls between her and her husband in the hearse.

"You can suspect me of lying, but your own phone won't." Chen Ge looked at the heavy rain outside the window: "I advise you not to hide anything. The man at home may have noticed it. The next time you are alone with him, he might do something strange to you."

Huang Ling held onto her phone for a long time before she spoke: "After Jia Ming got into the car accident, he became particularly disgusted with children and things like dolls."

"Tell me in detail." Chen Ge's eyes flashed with light.

"He gave me some dolls a long time ago. Although I am old, those things are still the memories between him and me, so I have never thrown them away. I put them in the cabinet and take them out to look at them occasionally."

"I forgot the day when I noticed that one of the dolls in the closet was missing."

"I didn't take it seriously at first, but a few days later, another one was missing."

"I asked Jia Ming and he said he didn't see it."

"About a month later, I left work early because of a fever. When I got home, I found that the door of my room was not closed."

"I thought maybe there was a burglary in the house, so I tiptoed in and saw that the fire in the kitchen was on, with an iron pot for cooking soup on top."

"A thief wouldn't cook soup in someone else's house. I called Jia Ming's name a few times, but no one answered. So I ran to the kitchen to see what kind of soup Jia Ming was making."

"But when I opened the lid, my mind was completely confused."

"There was a shredded rag doll in the pot, and the doll's plastic face was floating up and down in the broth."

"I quickly turned off the fire. At that moment, the door was pushed open and I saw Jia Ming walking in with a kitchen knife in one hand and a large black bag in the other."

“I still can’t forget that scene.”

"I remember asking him why he had to chop the doll into pieces and cook it in the pot. He told me in a mysterious way that there was a person living in the doll and that was the only way to drive it away."

"There are many similar things related to children and puppets."

"A few months ago, when the neighbor's baby was just born, he would cry every night, as if there was something scary in the house, and he would cry all night long."

"When Jia Ming heard a child crying, his condition would get worse. He often quarreled with his neighbors over this. In the end, it was the neighbors who couldn't stand it anymore and moved to the western suburbs."

Huang Ling put away her phone after she finished speaking: "Before I was with him, I didn't have children because I couldn't afford it. Now it's purely because he hates children."

"After the car accident, your husband suddenly became afraid of puppets and children. This is not a manifestation of depression." Chen Ge motioned Huang Ling to continue driving: "Tell me the scene of the day when Jia Ming had the car accident."

"Jia Ming and I work very close to each other. Usually, Jia Ming would pick me up on his electric bike. But that day, I was forced to work overtime by a client and didn't leave the company until almost nine o'clock."

"It was raining heavily outside, just like it was tonight. I waited for a long time but didn't see Jia Ming. Later, the traffic police called me and said Jia Ming had been in a car accident."

"The surveillance video showed that he collided with the last bus of Route 104 when he was crossing the road. At that time, he seemed to have not seen the bus at all. He stared straight in a certain direction and drove past."

Huang Ling felt a wave of fear when she recalled the scene at that time: "I was terrified when I received the call and ran straight to the hospital. Jia Ming's legs were crushed and he fell into a deep coma for some reason. He woke up the next day."

"You said Jia Ming was hit by bus No. 104?" Chen Ge interrupted Huang Ling. He had figured out what he wanted to know: "That means the guy who occupied your husband's body was most likely from the last bus of No. 104."

Huang Ling and Xiao Gu didn't react to what Chen Ge said. It was a long time before they felt a chill on their backs.

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