Wang Junyi woke up from a coma and found Wen Wen sitting in front of him, playing with a strange bone cane, and his whole person exuded a strange and demonic aura.

Seeing that he was a little nervous, Wen Wen handed over a cup of tea and said, "Don't be nervous. Tell me what you wanted to say before. There will be no accidents this time."

Wang Junyi remembered the purpose of his visit and said to Wen Wen: "I came here mainly because of my son's affairs. He..."

"Let's talk about my father first." Wen Wen asked with a calm expression.

Wang Junyi opened his mouth, remembering Wen Wen's weird behavior before, and had no choice but to continue speaking according to Wen Wen's meaning.

"Your father and I met fifteen years ago. At that time, he was a very good detective. Although he had some quirks that made him less recognized by other detectives, there is no doubt about his ability."

Wen Wen nodded, this statement was consistent with his impression of his father Wen Rui.

"That year, we worked on a case together. In that case, I learned that your father had the ability to handle some special cases."

Wen Wen raised his eyebrows, what does a special case mean?

For the detective profession, special cases can be described in many ways, but for Wen Wen, the only special cases are supernatural events!

Wang Junyi continued: "We met several times after that, and I also saw his special abilities with my own eyes. At that time, he told me that if I encounter a case that cannot be solved, I can go to him for help."

"So after my son's accident, the first thing I thought of was your father, but unexpectedly I got the news that he was dead."

Wen Wen thought for a while and asked: "Then what did you say before that my father might not be dead?"

Wang Junyi smiled bitterly and said: "After learning that he died, I couldn't believe it, because he was my only hope. I felt that a person like him could not die easily, so I did some research.

It turned out your father's tomb was empty."

"You...digged a grave!"

The cane in Wen Wen's hand twisted unnaturally, which made Wang Junyi instinctively feel uneasy, but he didn't know where the problem was.

If he was gentle before making the cane, now he is probably uncontrollable and driving Wang Junyi crazy.

Urged by inexplicable tension, Wang Junyi quickly explained: "You misunderstood, we are friends, how could I dig a grave? I went to the funeral home to investigate and learned that your father's body was not sent to the funeral home."

, the coffin was empty during the burial..."

"Impossible, I did see it back then..."

Wen Wen stopped mid-sentence. He did see the body, so what?

The body was so badly damaged by the explosion that it was impossible to identify it in detail...

And even if he could identify his father, it wouldn't prove anything. You know, even Wen Wen himself can create a fake corpse!

"After making this discovery, I went to the scene of your father's accident to investigate. There were no traces of the accident there. There was no car accident at all!"

"So, I think your father may not be dead. He just pretended to be dead to avoid some enemies or to do something."

"This is also the reason why I use a telescope to observe your home, because I am afraid of running into your enemies. I just hope that one day, your father can come back and save my son."

After listening to Wang Junyi's words, Wen Wen's mood could not calm down for a long time. He had the idea of ​​​​rushing to the cemetery and opening the tomb.

Now that he thinks about it carefully, his father's death is indeed full of doubts. When he was dealing with his father's funeral, those so-called friends of his father only appeared once and were never contacted again.

Wen Wen had only seen his father's body once, and he couldn't even distinguish his face.

Moreover, after Wen Wen became a detective, he discovered that Wen Rui was not within the scope of the registered detectives. Even if a legitimate detective dies, his identity will not be canceled within a few years.

After thinking about it carefully, almost all of them were doubtful. Wen Wen suddenly realized that he didn't seem to recognize his father.

He was silent for a while, and then said to Wang Junyi: "Now, you can talk about your son."

"Since you don't know where your father is, I'd better not say anything. Only your father can do that." Wang Junyi shook his head and refused.

Wen Wen raised his eyebrows slightly, becoming more interested in this matter: "I am also a detective. What can only he do that I can't do?"

Wang Junyi sighed and said: "My son's case is not an ordinary case. I found many people but no one could help me solve it. Instead, they thought I was crazy."

"Since it's not an ordinary case, I want to listen even more. Don't worry, I can do everything my father knows!"

The nature of this case determined what was special about Wen Rui, so in order to understand Wen Rui, Wen Wen decided to take care of it.

After hearing this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Wang Junyi's eyes. After taking a sip of tea, he began to narrate: "It happened three years ago. My son Wang Zixuan received a strange text message. Three days later, he fell into a coma.

Awake!"

"The coma lasted for ten days. When he woke up again, I no longer recognized him."

"When outsiders are around, Zixuan is just an ordinary good kid. No one would think he is abnormal. But when he is alone, this kid is simply terrifying!"

"He likes to eat raw meat, bugs and things with a strong smell. You can always find a big nest of bugs in his room. He sometimes says words of unknown meaning to himself, and his eyes sometimes turn dark..."

After describing it for a while, Wang Junyi looked at Wen Wen's expression, and then said with a wry smile: "Many people have listened to my story, but not many are as calm as you. Now I really believe that you are just like your father.

."

Then, he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Wen Wen. On the paper was the content of the text message.

Picking up the piece of paper, Wen Wen read softly: "Congratulations, you have received this lucky text message. This is your friend's blessing to you..."

Generally speaking, this text message is a rogue text message disguised as a blessing. If you forward it, you will get happiness. If you don't forward it, you will encounter bad luck.

As early as a few years ago, this kind of text message was no longer popular. Everyone has received this kind of thing, and I don't see everyone suffering from it. It is a bit far-fetched to say that this text message is the reason.

"Have you ever thought that this might be just a coincidence? It's just that something happened to your son and you didn't forward this text message..."

Wang Junyi shook his head bitterly and said: "I thought so too at first. I didn't realize there was anything wrong with this text message at all. But the day after my son passed out, the phone sent the message to another person by itself.
Chapter completed!