My House of Horrors

Chapter Four Hundred and Ninety Seventh Strange Husband

"What are you kidding? Whether he is my husband, I must know better than you!" Huang Ling drove the car, disapproving.

"I looked at his cell phone. He called you seven times tonight." Chen Ge lowered his head and stretched his hand into his backpack.

"Doesn't this just mean that he loves me?" Huang Ling felt that Chen Ge was strange, in every sense.

"However, none of the seven calls got through. The call you received on the No. 104 bus was from another person."

"Another person?" Huang Ling turned her head to look at Chen Ge because she was too surprised: "Impossible!"

"Drive well." Chen Ge pointed to the road ahead with a calm tone: "I have no need to deceive you, I remind you that it is just for good intentions, believe it or not."

After Chen Ge finished speaking, the taxi became quiet, and no one spoke.

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

The taxi was parked in the rainstorm, and the atmosphere inside the car was a little weird.

Huang Ling stared at the steering wheel for a long time, then slowly looked at Chen Ge: "Jia Ming is indeed not the same as before, since the car accident, he has become silent and autistic and rarely communicates with me. Chengsu suffered from insomnia, and the doctor said he must be suffering from depression."

"That is to say, the time when your husband changed before and after was the car accident, right?" Chen Ge did not look at Huang Ling, but kept his head down.

"Did you pay attention to the point of what I said? Jia Ming suffered from depression because of the car accident, and he became ill." Huang Ling grabbed the steering wheel and smiled hard: "He took the initiative to take into account the difficulties of our family. I gave up psychological counseling, and the medication stopped after a period of time, because the medical expenses of 400 to 500 yuan a month were not a small burden for us. At that time, the family depended on me alone. I know he was very worried. It's not good, so I can understand all the changes that happened to him."

"Look back carefully, apart from being in a low mood, did he have any unusual behavior? I mean the kind of special behavior that has nothing to do with the disease." Chen Ge casually cited a few examples: "For example, you wake up late at night and find that He opened his eyes and stood by the bed and looked at you; suddenly another voice came out of his mouth; killed some small animals behind your back, hid dead bodies in the room, etc."

After listening to Chen Ge's words, Huang Ling turned her head with difficulty and glanced at Xiao Gu who was sitting in the back row. She was already a little afraid of Chen Ge: "No, none of the situations you mentioned happened."

"You can look at the call log on your phone,

On second thought, this event could be at stake in your own life. "Chen Ge has 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 phone and looked at it. There were only seven missed calls in the call log, and it didn't show the few calls between herself and her husband on the hearse.

"You can suspect that I'm lying, but your own cell phone won't." Chen Ge looked at the rainstorm outside the window: "I advise you not to hide anything, the person in your family may have noticed it, wait for your next time. When you're alone with him, maybe he'll do strange things to you."

Huang Ling grabbed the phone, and it took a long time before she spoke: "After Jia Ming's car accident, he became particularly disgusted with children and stuff like puppets."

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

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

"I also forgot which day it started. I found that there was one less doll in the cabinet."

"I didn't care at first, but who knows that there will be one less after a few days."

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

"About a month later, I got off work early because of a fever, and when I got home, I found that the door was not closed."

"I wondered if there might be a thief in the house. After I went in lightly, I saw that the fire in the kitchen was on, and there was an iron pot on it for making soup."

"The thief doesn't make soup in someone else's house. I called Jia Ming's name a few times, but no one answered, so I went to the kitchen to see what soup Jia Ming was making."

"But when I opened the lid of the pot, my mind was completely dazed."

"There was a shredded rag doll in the pot, and the plastic face of the doll was floating up and down in the clear soup."

"I quickly turned off the fire. At this time, the door was pushed. I saw Jia Ming came in from outside the house with a kitchen knife in one hand and a large black bag in the other."

"I will never forget that scene."

"I remember asking him at the time, why do you chop up all the dolls and cook them in a pot? He told me in a dazzling way that there is a person living in the doll, and that's the only way to drive it away."

"There are many things like children and puppets."

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

"As soon as Jia Ming heard the child's cry, his condition worsened. He often argued with his neighbors about this. In the end, the neighbors couldn't stand it and moved to the western suburbs."

After Huang Ling finished speaking, she put away her phone: "I didn't have a child with him before because I couldn't afford it, but now it's purely because he hates children, even to the point of fear."

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

"The place where Jia Ming and I work is very close. Usually Jia Ming rides an electric bike to pick me up. That day, I was made to work overtime late by the client, and I didn't leave the company until almost nine o'clock."

"It's raining heavily outside, just like the situation tonight. I haven't seen Jia Ming for a long time. Later, the traffic police called me, saying that Jia Ming had a car accident."

"Monitoring showed that he collided with the last bus of No. 104 when he was crossing the road. At that time, he seemed to have not seen the car at all, his eyes were fixed in a certain direction, and he drove past."

Thinking of the scene at that time, Huang Ling felt scared for a while: "I was terrified when I received this call, and ran directly to the hospital. Jia Ming's leg was crushed, and he fell into a deep coma for some unknown reason, and only woke up the next day. "

"You said that Jia Ming was hit by the No. 104 bus?" Chen Ge interrupted Huang Ling, he had already figured out what he wanted to know: "That is to say, this guy who occupies your husband's body is very Probably got off the last bus on Route 104."

Huang Ling and Xiao Gu didn't respond to Chen Ge's words, and it took a long time before they felt chills down their spines.

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