My House of Horrors

“It's not impossible to get ahead of ourselves, we've had precedents before.” Yan team picked up Li Zheng's previous record: “On the way here, I logged into the internal system of public security and looked at the case file. You said there was a lot of strangeness in the case. ”

“There is so much behind this case that I am anxious to hide a large trafficking group of children.” Chen Gong's words grew faster, and he didn't dare say everything he knew.

“Caution should be exercised precisely because the case may involve something else.” Yan team looked at Li Zheng's collated data, his fingers knocked unconsciously on the desktop: “The situation recorded in the case file is similar to what you said, but one thing made me wonder, the killer was completely in a coma when he was thrown in front of the police station, the doctor said his spirit was greatly stimulated...”

Chen Gong realized what Yan wanted to say, and he spoke softly: “Probably because he killed the child and was under tremendous mental stress every day, so his brain went wrong. ”

“Looks like he was half crazy when you grabbed him.” The team added this sentence at the end of the note.

“Whoever asks, I'll say so, because that's the truth.” Chen Song reacted quickly and immediately understood what Yan team meant.

Gently nodded, Yan team collected Chen Gong's notes and handed them to Li Zheng: “Take them with you, I'll make some more phone calls. ”

Take out your phone, Yan team walked out of the office and made a phone call.

“Ginger is still old spicy.” Chen Sing looked at the back of the team, and suddenly he thought of a problem.

When talking to other policemen, such as Li Sanbao, Li Zheng, etc., they often say when they encounter uncertain problems, to follow the city's instructions, or the requirements above, but Yan has never said anything like this.

Three minutes later, Yan team pushed open the door of the office: “Li Zheng, go and drive, we'll go together with Chen Song. ”

“Okay.”

Things were going better than Chen Song thought. At 8: 30 p.m., Yan team and Li Zheng had brought Chen Song to Dongcheng Detention Center.

Upon presentation of the documents, they were led by a person and parked outside a single room.

“Marv was temporarily held in solitary confinement, presumably knowing that he could not escape death, had completely collapsed and was half mad and half stupid.” The man at the detention center also knows why Marv came in, and he doesn't need any sympathy for such scum: “When you interrogate, be sure to be safe, and the person dying may do something. ”

Several people spoke outside the single room, and Marv seemed to hear movement in the room, making footsteps in the single room, followed by a banging slap.

“Help me! Let me out of here! They're back! There are ghosts in this house! ”

This is the voice of a middle-aged man with a bad foreword and a loud voice.

“Just get used to it. When it first came in, the lunatic didn't even dare to cover his quilt, put on his clothes and sleep naked against the wall every night.” The caretaker mentioned that Marv was also frowning.

“Don't you dare cover the quilt? Don't you dare wear clothes?” Li Zheng was the first to hear such a thing, and he subconsciously looked at Chen Song.

He shook his head gently and Chan didn't say anything. In fact, he knew exactly why Marv had become like this.

That night, when Chen Gong and the cell phone ghost found Marv, the cell phone ghost used his powers against Marv, inspiring his deepest fear scene.

At midnight, Marv, who was lying asleep in bed, felt something moving in his quilt, and he looked confused into the quilt, with a dead grey child staring at him.

He was instantly woken up and pulled the quilt apart and found the bedside was full of children, all of whom he had trafficked or passed by his hand.

That face, one hand grabbed him all the way into his skin, and soon he was all over the shape of a child.

Screaming and moaning, anyone he hurts will always come back.

“What a noise! Stand back!” The guards shouted at the iron gate. “You can wait beside us. We'll hold him for a while. ”

The three guards stood by the iron gate to prevent accidents.

“Let me out! Please, let me out! There are ghosts in this house!” Middle-aged men keep hitting the iron gate with their heads and hands, and their emotions completely collapse.

“Now that you know you're scared, why don't you think about it when you're guilty?” The guards seem to be taking into account the presence of outsiders, very restrained: “Gentlemen, why don't you go outside first? I'll send you straight to the interrogation room. ”

“Do you have an interrogation room here?” Chen Gong opened his mouth for the first time after entering the prison.

“Who is this?” The people in the penitentiary had no impression of Chen Song, and they were informed by the leadership that they were fully cooperating with the criminal investigation team of the city bureau.

“My name is Chan Gong.” Ignoring the guards, Chen Guo stood at the door and looked inside through the iron window on the door.

His eyes narrowed, his voice was not loud, and only a few people around him could hear him: "Turns out your name is Marv. ”

The middle-aged man knocking on the door of the room as if he was sick suddenly stopped all the movement after hearing Chen Song's voice.

He slowly raised his head, and the moment Yu Guang swept to Chan Song, he screamed, his body was like electric shock, and he backed several steps in a row.

“Ghost, ghost! ”

His eyes were filled with fear, his lips trembled and he kept repeating the same word.

The scene shocked several guards and policemen, just a glance, and they were scared. Is this young man that scary?

“Open the door. I want to talk to him.” Chen Gong stood at the door, but at this time the guards hesitated again. They always felt like something was going to happen. They were worried that the prisoner was directly scared to death in the detention center before the verdict came down.

The door opened and the three guards entered the house first to control Marv.

“If you have anything to ask, you have twenty minutes.” One of the guards stopped between Chen Gong and Marv: “Keep your distance, just ask. ”

“Okay.” Chen Gong grabbed a new message from Fan Chung about something, and Marv most likely saw the mastermind behind the scenes in the eastern suburbs: “A few years ago, did you abduct a boy named Boy? ”

“I don't remember.” Marv was shaking all over his body, and he didn't look like he was lying.

“Do you remember when you put a kid in a water tank on the roof after he killed him? And a big rock pressed against the head of the tank?” Chen Gong spoke slowly and his voice was like a sharp saw, cutting Marv's nerves.

“Remember…” Marv's expression was painfully distorted.

“Tell me, who bought this child from you? Tell me everything you know about him! ”