Chapter 297 The Lost Blood-stained Clothes, the Dream of the Affectionate Fiance
Wu Yue looked at her thoughtfully, seeming a little hesitant.
"What's wrong?" Wen Xiaoli looked at him and asked, "Is there a problem? Or can't go?"
"No, it's not!" He immediately shook his head and smiled: "How could it be? Then please come to my house and help me!"
After packing up, the group drove towards Wu Yue's home.
His home is in Beijing, in an old geological team family compound on the second ring road.
A few elderly people in the yard who had just returned from buying groceries saw Wu Yue with a kind expression and asked, "Xiao Wu is back?"
"Yes, Grandma Wang!" Wu Yue diligently helped the old woman carry the heavy vegetables to her doorstep.
"Thank you, Xiao Wu!" Grandma Wang praised with a smile, "You are such a kind child."
"You're welcome!" After seeing the old man off, he continued to take Meng Fuling and the others upstairs.
"Oh!" Grandma Wang downstairs sighed, "It's just bad luck. My fiancée died just as I was about to get married."
"Poor thing, how pitiful!" she muttered as she closed the door. "Good people are not blessed by God."
Meng Fuling listened to the old man's sigh and continued to go upstairs.
In front of the door of No. 402 on the fourth floor, Wu Yue took out the key and opened the door: "This is my home!"
"Squeak!" The door of the room was pushed open, and a gust of cold air hit me in the face. Even standing at the door, I could feel the faint hostility.
"Sorry, I haven't come here much since the incident!" Wu Yue swallowed as he stood at the door.
He seemed to be preparing himself mentally before walking into the house.
The house had been renovated, with big red wedding characters pasted on the walls and window glass.
The wedding photo is hung on the wall of the living room, in which a man and a woman are smiling sweetly at the camera.
The furniture and sofa were covered with white cloth, and there was a basin in the corner.
There was something left in the basin after burning. Wu Yue then explained, "I just burned some paper money at home."
As he said that, he pushed the basin to the corner of the wall: "My Xiaoting died here, so I didn't even move in here!"
At this point, tears could not help but flow down: "If it weren't for the sudden accident, we would have been married now."
Wen Xiaoli quickly took out a tissue to comfort him: "Don't be sad, I checked the files, and Liu Xiaoting did die accidentally."
"The dead cannot be resurrected, so let's quickly find the skirt you mentioned!"
As soon as the fans in the live broadcast room heard it, they immediately started various searches.
[Oh my god, a woman named Liu died unexpectedly in the geological team's community. It was also in the news at the time.]
[I also searched and found that a woman surnamed Liu died in the bridal chamber. I will post the link here.]
[It is said that he accidentally slipped while taking a shower in the bathroom and hit his head, causing his death.]
[The newlyweds were separated forever, and the fiancé was filmed crying and wailing on the ground and posted online.]
[Oh my god, this infatuated man I was talking about turned out to be him. There are still such good men these days.]
Meng Fuling opened the link sent by a fan and found out that Liu Xiaoting had died unexpectedly a month ago.
Wu Yue was holding the corpse in the yard and wailing in pain. A local internet celebrity took a picture of her and posted it online.
Later, netizens praised Wu Yue as a "lovesick man". A month later, he was still busy fulfilling the last wish of his deceased fiancée.
Such a kind man also helps the elderly. These points alone are enough to make everyone sympathize and admire him.
"Yes!" Wang Xiaoli also sympathized: "Xiao Meng, please calculate it!"
Meng Fuling looked around before saying, "The skirt is in this room!"
"How could that be?" Wu Yue was full of confusion. "I've searched the whole house, but I can't find Xiaoting's dress."
"It's not that you can't find it, it's that it doesn't want you to find it!"
"What do you mean?" Wu Yue frowned. "Master, could this skirt actually grow legs and run?"
Wen Xiaoli also didn't understand: "Xiao Meng, what do you mean?"
After all, people can run, but this skirt is a dead object. Can it hide itself so that she won’t find it?
He even began to question whether this so-called master of metaphysics was just trying to be mysterious.
"Clothes really can't run away, but ghosts can!" Meng Fuling's words made people feel a chill down their spines.
"What? Ghost?" Although Wen Xiaoli had seen ghosts before, she still got nervous when she heard that.
Wu Yue was the most nervous, his eyes looking around the small house.
"She always wears that skirt, that's why you can't find it!"
Meng Fuling looked at Wu Yue coldly: "Haven't you always known about this?"
Hearing the question, he calmed down and said, "You, what do you mean by that?"
"Wasn't that the dress she was wearing when she died?"
"You, how do you know?" Wu Yue's eyes immediately turned cold after he finished speaking: "You have seen the video."
In the video posted online at the time, he ran out holding the dead Liu Xiaoting in his arms.
She was wearing this white dress, which had been stained red with blood.
"Yes, she was wearing this dress when she died!" he admitted on the spot.
"Then why did you say she appeared in your dream and asked you to burn the dress for her?"
Wen Xiaoli also realized: "Weren't you the one who kept this dress before the body was cremated?"
Only then did he realize that there were loopholes in his previous calls to the police for help, and they were clearly contradictory.
"Of course I kept it!" Wu Yue stiffened his neck. "I put it away at the time, but I don't remember where I put it."
He kept explaining, "So she came to me in a dream and asked me to burn it for her. I must have been too sad to find it."
Meng Fuling smiled faintly: "If she doesn't want you to find it, then you can't find it!"
"The bloody clothes can't be washed clean, and it's daytime now, not the middle of the night."
Wu Yue's already flustered face was now filled with shock: "What are you talking about?"
"I don't want to look for skirts anymore, please leave!" He seemed to be defeated and asked Wen Xiaoli and Meng Fuling to leave.
Wen Xiaoli seemed to have noticed that there was something hidden, otherwise why didn't Meng Fuling say it directly.
[This person is furious without any reason. Is it just a feeling that he is hiding something?]
Conan said there was only one truth. I think the clothes search was fake. Maybe his fiancée hid something and wanted to keep it for herself, but he couldn't find it.
What does it mean that the blood-stained clothes can't be washed clean? Why did you have to wait until the third hour to find out? It's so creepy.
[Was he taken away by a ghost? Is there a ghost in this room? Could it be that the ghost of the dead woman is still here?]
[Holy crap, I thought it was a love story, but why did the style go off track and become a bit of a horror/murder story?]
Fans in the live broadcast room were complaining and speculating, and immediately saw Wu Yue's two-faced personality.
"Okay!" Meng Fuling didn't care at all: "Let me go, don't regret it!"
"I'm the only one in this house who can save your life. If I leave, you'll die!"
Wu Yue instantly flew into a rage and opened the door: "Get out right now, you nonsense charlatan."
He was so rude to public officials, completely losing his previous kind and gentle attitude.
He was anxious to leave the house at this moment, but as soon as the door opened, a powerful force hit him.
With a 'dong' sound, the door was suddenly closed tightly.
"It seems that she doesn't want you to leave!" Meng Fuling said, looking towards the bathroom door.
"Tick, tick!" A row of wet footprints appeared on the ground, one by one moving towards Wu Yue.
Looking at the footprints on the ground, his face was filled with fear and trembling.
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