The train police who followed dispersed the people blocking the door of the carriage.
As soon as she walked in, Zhang Meng saw the fat woman from yesterday lying on the ground with her eyes wide open, looking as if she was dying.
At this time, there were already two conductors in this carriage looking for someone and taking notes.
The three flight attendants who came with Zhang Meng came over to talk to their colleagues and soon found out what had happened here.
"Girl, why are you here? Go back quickly. Someone has died here. Don't stay here any longer. It's very unlucky." Just as Zhang Meng was staring at the fat woman's body, someone suddenly pulled her arm, and then a kind voice came to persuade her to leave quickly.
Zhang Meng looked back at the person who was pulling her arm, and it turned out to be the old lady Wu.
"Grandma Wu, I came here with those train attendants. I'm not afraid." Grandma Wu glanced at the three train attendants she was pointing at, and then she relaxed her frown.
Just then, Zhang Meng took her hand and walked aside and asked about what was happening here.
Old Mrs. Wu immediately told her the whole story without reservation.
"Oh, you have no idea how tragic the death of that fat woman was. Although she was sometimes quite annoying these past few days, no one wanted to let her die. I didn't expect her to die like this now. It's so pitiful."
From Old Lady Wu, Zhang Meng learned that the fat woman had died last night. No one knew how she died, and it was the evil man sitting next to her who found her dead. He was really scared at the time.
After listening to this, Zhang Meng turned around to look at the evil man whose face was still pale. She saw that he was answering the conductor who asked him questions in a distracted manner.
Originally, she had some doubts about whether he killed the fat woman, but now seeing his performance, Zhang Meng quickly dispelled this doubt.
While no one was paying attention, Zhang Meng sneaked into the toilet in this carriage.
"I know you are still here, please come out." Zhang Meng spoke to the empty toilet.
Just a few seconds after she finished speaking, a headless ghost suddenly appeared in the mirror in the bathroom.
Zhang Meng looked at him in the mirror with a sullen face, "Let me ask you, did you kill your fat wife?"
The headless male ghost said nothing. "How could you do this? You clearly promised me not to kill anyone. Now that you've killed someone, forget about reincarnation."
Originally, she felt sorry for his situation and planned to ask Master Jingchen to perform a ritual to let him reincarnate in the underworld once the matter was settled. But now he did this, which was to force her to accept him.
The headless male ghost said in a muffled voice, "This is none of my business. She came to the bathroom last night and accidentally saw me. She scared herself to death. It has nothing to do with me."
"Is it really like this?" Zhang Meng looked skeptical.
The headless male ghost suddenly shouted, "Although I am already a ghost, I don't lie. If you don't believe me, just take me in."
As soon as the words fell, the ghost disappeared in the mirror with a whoosh.
Zhang Meng looked at the mirror that had returned to its original state, curled her lips, and whispered to herself, "Really? In this day and age, I, a fortune teller, have to look at the face of a ghost like you. Just wait and see."
After coming out, Zhang Meng happened to hear the report of a flight attendant who had just checked the body.
The result was just as the headless male ghost said, the fat woman was really scared to death.
The evil man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He immediately ran to the ground, picked up the fat woman's body, and burst into tears. "Wife, it's all my fault. I should have accompanied you to the bathroom last night. It's my fault. Don't worry, I will definitely take you back and bury you properly."
After crying, the evil man looked at the two train police officers in front of him with red eyes, "Brother train police, thank you for seeking justice for my wife. I will get off the train soon and take my wife back to her hometown for burial."
Seeing that the two unaware police officers were about to agree, Zhang Meng immediately stepped forward and said, "I'm afraid this won't work. Zhao Dazhu, you killed someone and you still want to escape?"
Zhao Dazhu, who was looking at the two train policemen with hope, immediately cast a resentful look at Zhang Meng and said through gritted teeth, "Comrade, I don't know what you are talking about. Didn't the train policeman just say that my wife died? She was scared to death. It has nothing to do with me."
Zhang Meng smiled coldly and glanced at the fat woman in his arms. "Yes, you didn't kill her, but you killed someone else. Do you remember Liu Tiansheng?"
Liu Tiansheng was the headless male ghost in the toilet just now.
When Zhao Dazhu heard the name, his face turned pale and his eyes dodged. "I don't know what you are talking about. I don't even know anyone named Liu Tiansheng. You must be asking the wrong person."
Zhang Meng sneered again and immediately looked at the five flight attendants in front of him. "Five flight attendants, I have evidence to support my claim. Look at the green snakeskin bag under his seat. If I'm not mistaken, it contains Liu Tiansheng's body."
The other three conductors knew about this matter in advance and their expressions were normal. However, when the other two heard that there was a bag of corpses hidden in this carriage, their faces turned pale.
Zhao Dazhu's expression immediately became ferocious. He threw the fat woman in his arms and rushed towards Zhang Meng with bared teeth.
Zhang Meng was startled and was about to raise her foot, but was stopped by two smart flight attendants.
But even so, Zhao Dazhu still pointed at Zhang Meng with an arrogant look and cursed, "What did you say, you bitch? Don't spit blood on me, you bitch, be careful."
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