Here Lies The Wicked

That's right, it's wool.

Apart from wool, the square is searching the vocabulary in the brain to find a more appropriate adjective at once.

He never thought of a day like this.

It's so easy to get grey.

In one minute, the wool will reach three strands of gray air.

It was also trying to clarify the situation, when a sound of panic and fear sounded.

“Comrade cop, this is it! I followed that poor little girl yesterday, and she walked into this door! ”

Point your finger directly in front of the closed door of the little girl's house.

This is an old lady in her fifties with a creamy groove on her face, clothes on her body, shoes on her feet and some wrinkled dirt on her face.

Through a verbal conversation between the other party and the police, the other party was finally able to figure out what was going on.

Turns out the old lady called the cops.

The old lady, a vendor of wholesale fresh vegetables at the farmers' market, experienced the same thing yesterday.

Luckily for her, however, when she bumped into people in the hallway who behaved strangely, she was terrified to find them, like invisible people, able to penetrate through her, and she was scared out of the apartment building. And then, after two days of shock, I just remembered to call the police today.

After that, the plot can also be roughly deduced. The occurrence of a psychotic event here will inevitably attract high official attention.

Then go to the police urgently.

Then we find the dead.

Pull the cord.

Seal off the apartment building.

Each household is then checked one by one.

Until, all the focus goes straight to the little girl's house!

Looking at the house of the little girl, who had kept the door closed, Fang couldn't help but sigh. In fact, from the beginning, Fang had already seen that the little girl was dead.

All he saw was a ghost.

At the same time, he also figured out everything he saw in the apartment building. Those were the happy memories of the little girl's last moments of life, the harmonious neighbor's uncle and aunt, the kind and friendly grandmother Xu, and the nipples wanted to try to take care of her sick mother...

However, why… this time, I have a strange anger and unwillingness!

Fang remembers the First Word of Prayer that Don did not encounter.

There are countless words of prayer in the world.

My four-year-old daughter's prayers,

So selfless, so kind,

She's on her knees. Yeah, it's in the smoke.

Kannon, with his eyes slightly closed, said:

Bodhisattva, wish you good health.

……

Fang Zheng's hands are dead.

He can't imagine, he can't even think about it.

This timid, cowardly, pitiful, heartbreaking little girl who, at a very young age, has learned to bow to gratitude to every kind helper.

At the last moment of your life,

What kind of pain did it go through?

She's so kind, so innocent...

Anger is like a boiling flame pouring blood all over your body, one piece, hot as lava.

Fuck me!!

Fang is angry.

Looking at a body that had been lifted, one could imagine a family sinking into grief, ordinary people living like weeds in front of these spirits.

When the party was following other evacuated residents, the police took them out of the apartment building, boom! His acute senses, immediately perceived in the apartment building behind him, like a blazing torch at night, flung up several strong fluctuations of energy.

It's the psychic FBI!

Fang immediately thought of the man with the cold sunglasses and the head in his mouth.

Fang Zheng did not know exactly what the outcome of the war was. As soon as the police took him out of the apartment building, he boarded a police car and was taken directly to the police station to make a statement.

However, at the time of boarding the police car, in the crowd outside the perimeter of the security line, it was not intended to see a familiar figure, the farmer's market butcher Zhang.

Fang was not a prisoner, but assisted in the investigation, so the police were satisfied with his kindness and ordered him a complimentary Udong takeout, afraid that Fang was starving in the morning.

When the transcript was almost finished, an outside policewoman was questioned.

The footsteps were strong, and they were bright and powerful, but when they saw each other, they were both obviously stunned.

“It's you!”

“How could it be you! ”

It turns out that Fang Zheng is the new female neighbor who has just moved here for half a month. However, Fang Zheng still doesn't know the name of the new neighbor.

Since moving to the next door, it seems that the police station has had a lot of cases every day and has been busy working overtime and seldom meets in the community.

“I didn't expect to meet you in this place.” The party is feeling a little uncomfortable, awkward chatting.

Meet an acquaintance in the interrogation room at the police station and make him feel like something's wrong with the painting.

“If you don't touch me here, have you met me elsewhere?” The other party refers to the police uniform on the body, which is obvious.

It's just that the expression is a little cold, with a scrupulous seriousness, and the eyes look up and down, and the eyes seem sharp enough to see through all the secrets of people.

Next, Fang Zheng finally knew each other's names for the first time, Wei Yulan.

It smells like books.

But why does it feel like something's wrong with the painting?

The first time I knew the name of my female neighbor, I was in the interrogation room at the police station, hissing, the back of my teeth is really cold.

Wei Yuran's intention was simple. She had several pieces of evidence in her hand and wanted the party to be able to identify them.

When Wei Yuran put the evidence in his hand on the table, his face changed.

One, two... five meats in plastic bags, pork, beef, lamb, if one meat per day, the earliest meat, corresponds exactly to the day after the Blue Blood Moon.

The earliest pieces of meat, already a little dark, lost moisture, started to mold and smell like blood and water rot.

In order of freshness, the newest piece of plastic bags is the pork that Square is buying for the little girl.

“Just go through the normal process, please identify which one you bought? So that we can build a file and send it to the Evidence Section.” Wei Yuran said.

Fang Zheng's voice was bitter: “The little girl, later..."

“It is not convenient to disclose details to the public during the investigation of a case.” Wei categorically and outright refused.

“I hope you don't embarrass me. ”

When all the formalities had been completed, Wei Yuran was leaving the police station, and it was almost noon.

“Do you like ghost fox monster novels?” In front of the police station, Wei Yu suddenly asked a strange question.

I couldn't help but wonder.

“I have recently been pursuing a case of serial disappearance, and I have found that these missing persons share a common characteristic and have technically viewed their cell phone usage records, indicating that they all viewed the novels prior to their disappearance. ”

Fang thought about it and said, "Yes, I think so. ”

Wei Yu shrugged and said, "Would you mind compiling a list of these novels? ”

“Perhaps I can find clues from it. ”

Fang did not refuse: “No problem, police and civilian cooperation. But I don't have Officer Wei's WeChat. How do I send the list? ”

“I'll add you WeChat first. What's your cell number?” Wei's eyes were clear and bright.