Zeng Fan knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing. Wang Fugui went to help him, but he did not move. Even if he was helped up, he would continue to kneel and kowtow.

I observed Zeng Fan's behavior carefully. It was as if he had done something wrong and was being punished. This was retribution, but why?

Half an hour later, Zeng Fan fell to the ground with a bloody head and fainted.

Wang Fugui asked Zeng Hong why he didn't find someone to tie him up so that he could reduce his pain.

Zeng Hong said that it was not that she had never thought of this method, but that it would be more painful for him if he was tied up. He would convulse all over and foam at the mouth, and he almost failed to save him once.

Later, she discovered that although her brother was in pain when he was ill, it was not life-threatening, so she left him alone.

While I was thinking about it, I walked around the house and suddenly saw the door of a room locked.

I opened the door and walked in.

This room is more than 80 square meters, and is filled with various sculptures of women, with lifelike body contours.

I thought to myself, these artists, who only think about women and their bodies, are no more elegant than us.

At this time, I walked up to a sculpture, which was covered with a piece of white cloth. I picked up the white cloth out of curiosity and was shocked.

This sculpture is not a woman, but the head of a child. This child's head is a bit strange, with a big head and a smile that is not a smile. It is uncomfortable to look at. As an art person, facing these sculptures all day long, don't you think

Afraid?

I suddenly felt that something was wrong with this studio, because sculptures have no souls. Every midnight, ghosts will find places to hide. Sculptures like these are the best hiding places.

"This is my brother's studio, and all his works are here." Zeng Hong said from behind.

I nodded and looked around again.

At this time, Zeng Fan woke up from sleep. He sat on the sofa and drank a large glass of water before regaining consciousness.

This asked Zeng Fan how often this kind of disease occurs.

Zeng Fan said not necessarily, maybe two or three days, maybe one day, there is no pattern.

I asked Zeng Fan again if anything strange had happened in your studio.

Zeng Fan said that it was a little strange. Whenever he worked, a child always appeared in his mind. The child was smiling but not smiling, which made him upset.

I asked him if it was the big-headed doll sculpture inside? He nodded.

I decided that this was something strange, and planned to come over tonight to see what this big-headed doll was.

At this moment, I received a message. When I opened it, I was dumbfounded.

The content of the message is several photos and a ten-second video.

The content of the photos and videos are all of Zheng Yahui and I cuddling and doing indecent actions in a bar.

Damn it, we were secretly filmed. If this video is leaked, not only will Zheng Yahui be ruined, but Xia Xueli will also stop paying attention to me.

I asked Zeng Hong and Zeng Fan to reminisce at home. Didn't their father say anything strange before? I'll go back and deal with some things, and then come back in the evening.

Because I know that Zeng Fan's life is not in danger for the time being, so the video issue is what needs to be resolved now.

I hurriedly got into the car, and Wang Fugui followed behind and said anxiously: "Why are my nephew running so fast? Wait for me for a while."

I drove the car downstairs to the community, opened the door and let Wang Fugui get out of the car.

But Wang Fugui, a turtle grandson, insists on following me.

This guy is more likely to fail than succeed, so let him follow you to ensure bad things happen.

I stretched out my legs, kicked him out of the car, closed the door and drove away.

"Zhang Erpi, you went too far. You actually kicked me. If I didn't tell my sister when I got home, she would beat you."

I called Zheng Yahui and told her about the video and asked her if she had received the message.

Zheng Yahui was very surprised and asked me to meet at the Encounter Cafe.

Not long after I arrived at the coffee shop, Zheng Yahui arrived. Her face was flushed and she seemed to be sweating.

"Zhang Erpi, what should we do? Does the other party want money or has other plans?" Zheng Yahui stamped her little feet nervously.

"I don't know. There is no news yet. Have you found out who is framing you?" I asked.

"There are two people who always have trouble with me at work. Now that I have become their boss, I feel even more unbalanced. But I am not sure who did it."

What's strange is that I wonder why that person didn't threaten Zheng Yahui or send the video. Then his purpose would have been achieved. Instead, he sent it to me. Could it be that it was me that this person wanted to deal with?

Just then, my phone rang again.

I opened it and saw a line of text, Room 888, Amethyst Hotel.

I understand, this person is targeting me, not Zheng Yahui.

I comforted Zheng Yahui and told her not to be nervous. I will handle this matter and will not let the videos and photos leak out.

Zheng Yahui held my hand tightly and said, "Zhang Erpi, my life is in your hands. If this matter is not handled well, I will not survive."

I particularly understand Zheng Yahui, because she is a girl who loves her work. She is upright, brave, and unpretentious. It would be unreasonable for such a good police officer to lose her job because she was framed.

I left the cafe and went to room 888 of the Amethyst Hotel alone.

I keep thinking in my mind who is targeting me and what is the purpose?

When I walked into room 888, I understood everything at once.

There is a man sitting on the sofa in the room, it is Xia Long.

At this time, Xia Long's face was quite ugly. This man is my future father-in-law. Even though I don't like his current appearance, I still said with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Xia."

"I'm not good. If you treat my daughter like this, will I be okay?" Then he threw the photo in his hand on the coffee table.

"Uncle Xia is a smart man and should know that I have done nothing wrong to Lily." I said calmly.

"Although you kid didn't violate the bottom line, you did a lot of borderline stuff."

I was speechless by what Xia Xia Long said. This is indeed what happened.

"This is a trap, I..." Before I could finish my words, I was interrupted by Xia Long.

"I have settled this matter. You owe me a favor. How are you going to repay it?"

Hey, this summer Long Zuiweng is not interested in drinking. It seems that he has something to ask me for, so I don’t have to worry about it.

I smiled and said, "Uncle Xia, you said, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it."

"You know Lily has a dual personality, right?" Xia Long said suddenly.

I nodded and said, "I know."

"Then you know why?"

"have no idea!"

"Because she lacks a soul, a heavenly soul!"

What? The reason why Xia Shirley has a dual personality is because she is missing a soul.

Everyone has three souls and seven souls. The three souls are the heaven soul, the earth soul, and the life soul. Among the seven souls, one soul is the sky, the second soul is the wisdom, the third soul is the energy, the fourth soul is the strength, the fifth soul is the center, and the sixth soul is the essence.

Seven souls are heroes.

This person's three souls and seven souls support a person's spirit, and what Xia Xueli lost was the heavenly soul. If a normal person had lost the heavenly soul, he would have become dementia, but Xia Xueli just had a dual personality, which is a classic for her

The best result yet.

But how could such a powerful person like Xia Long let his daughter lose her soul? Things here must not be simple.

"Then you want me to help you find Xia Xueli's heavenly soul?" I asked tentatively.

"Her heavenly soul is..." Xia Long stopped mid-sentence.
Chapter completed!