Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 165: Skinned Corpses of Women

“You don't believe you can go see for yourself.” Li Mazi said: "Call the police, you must call the police! I said I smelled the smell, so I went into the villa and took a look. ”

After that, Li Mazi pulled out his phone.

I'm still a little reluctant to believe it, because it doesn't explain the cry for help we just heard.

Even if Ms. Song's death is unjust and haunted, in the middle of the day, Ms. Song's soul won't be able to make such a clear cry for help, right?

I'm going to go in again, but Li Mazi didn't want to go in and said that the peeled corpse was too scary.

No way, I had to go in there myself.

Because Li Mazi gave me a prophylaxis shot in advance, I wasn't so scared, just a little bit closer to the bathroom.

When I saw the scene in the bathroom, my heart almost stopped.

On a slowly spinning fan, there is a man hanging!

The man's whole skin was peeled off, and his musculoskeletal was as dark as charcoal, as if it had been burned.

But it was a little strange that her feet were wet, dripping water constantly, and she didn't know what was going on.

And in the bathroom bath, it's a beach of blood, and there's some ripped skin residue floating on it...

I can't take it anymore, I'm gonna throw up when I get out.

After I threw up, the civilian police on duty in the vicinity rushed over, and they went in to take a look and threw up. The criminal police unit was then called for backup.

When the handover was complete, we were called by the criminal police to make a statement.

Neither of us was suspicious, so we were released after the transcript.

Upon returning to the hospital, Li Mazi and I were a little frowned upon.

What are we gonna do? Ms. Song is dead and has been burned like this. I don't think she can even detect her DNA?

The ‘Ms. Song’ who lives in the neighborhood, has that replaced the real Ms. Song? This thing is so unbelievable that I can't believe it.

I looked carefully at Li Mazi and asked her what she thought. Do you want to keep checking, or do you want to watch the man in the mirror live instead of Ms. Song?

Li Mazi rubbed his hair and then said seriously: “Brother Zhang Jia, I know that your heart is soft and jealous. I also know that this kind of sits and ignores it, it is lacking in virtue. But I'm not really a saint. I don't care! I am a flat-headed little people. I just want to live in peace and stability. I want to live in peace and stability with my beloved people. I don't want to get into this mess anymore...”

“Promise me you won't mind either. We can't handle this. Don't end up putting us in it. ”

I was silent and didn't know what to do.

I admit I am not a moral role model, much less sacrificing myself to demonize. I just feel, sorry for my conscience, sorry for the rules of the shady businessman.

I had a hard time doing it, staring at the ground.

Li Mazi knew I couldn't hold my attention. Finally, he just sighed. He came up to pat me on the shoulder and said to let me calm down and think about it. Then he stopped ignoring me and went straight into the ward to take care of Chu Chu.

I couldn't sleep for days because of this problem. When I closed my eyes, Ms. Song, who had been skinned, appeared in my head and blamed me for not sitting there?

I've been tortured all day without spirit, without skill.

The T-shirt man suddenly called me the other day and after answering the phone, it was quiet over there.

So I asked the T-shirt guy if there was anything wrong with calling me.

The T-shirt man said, "Li Mazi asked me to call you, and I called, and if it's okay, I'll hang up. ”

I chuckled and laughed. This T-shirt guy is really white.

I rushed to say something.

The T-shirt guy asked me what happened.

So I took the picture of the bronze mirror, and I said it to the T-shirt guy, and I asked him if he wanted to get involved.

After a long silence on the other end of the phone, the T-shirt man finally said: “Stick to what you think is right, you think is right, you think wrong, is wrong, there is nothing to negotiate. ”

After that, the T-shirt man hung up.

And I looked at the phone and I sighed helplessly. What's the difference between a T-shirt man saying that and not saying it? I thought this T-shirt guy was gonna make me drive.

I hung up and stared at the empty room.

And at this moment, my phone suddenly rang, and at first glance, I was spooked.

It's Ms. Song.

Why did she call me? She probably couldn't hide knowing I was going to deal with her.

I took a deep breath and finally pressed the answer button.

Ms. Song's voice was still such a glamorous demon, she said, "Come to me at night, I'll buy you a meal. ”

Hearing her say that, I suddenly stopped. Ms. Song invited me to dinner? What the hell is this?

When I hesitated, her tone suddenly almost begged: "Mr. Zhang, please come! Otherwise, it'll kill you. Really, I beg you. ”

After that, she hung up.

I don't know how this fake Song lady's tone suddenly became similar to that of the previous Song lady. She must be imitating Ms. Song so that she can truly integrate into her life.

So I yelled out Li Mazi and asked the police how the skin peeling case was handled.

I didn't see the news in the last two days and knew it must have been pressed down, but Li Mazi should have followed up.

Li Mazi said: "If no body has ever been claimed, it becomes a headless case. ”

Could this fake Song lady be inside the police station? I shook my head, sighed, and told Li Mazi about Ms. Song's invitation to dinner.

Li Mazi, listening to me, immediately stunned, looked at me somehow: “She invited you to dinner? Isn't that the weasel worshipping chickens? I think this must be the Hongmen Banquet. ”

I nodded my head, and I also thought that 89 out of 10 was the Hongmen Banquet. But Ms. Song's attitude raised my suspicions. If she really wants to hurt me, setting me up for the Hongmen Banquet is actually a very stupid way to do it.

I was a little confused at the moment. Looking at Li Mazi, I didn't know whether to go or not.

Li Mazi finally said helplessly: "Forget it, Brother Zhang family, you should go! I'm afraid if you don't, you'll be upset all your life. I'll go with you. If you can't handle it, I'll call the police. ”

I gratefully patted Li Mazi's shoulder: “No, I'll go. You stay with Chu Chu in the hospital. I always think it's not that simple...”

Li Mazi laughed: “How can I sit down when I see you taking risks alone? ”

Speaking of which, Li Mazi stretched out her lazy waist and drank all the tea: “Come on, the sky has fallen, we're holding each other together! ”

On the way, I asked Li Mazi Chuchu what was going on. Li Mazi smiled bitterly. He said that Chu Chu had only been awake for two or three hours. He could not eat solid food, he could only eat drifting food.

Don't you regret asking Li Mazi? Li Mazi shook his head and said he didn't regret it. He had never loved anyone like Chu Chu in his life.

Chu Chu taught him many things, love, affection, friendship...

Li Mazi cried, and my heart was sour. I didn't know what I could do for them.

There's nothing more painful in the world than watching your beloved die, and there's nothing you can do about it!

I know that Chu Chu's chances of survival are already very small. At this time, Li Mazi should be accompanied by Chu Chu.

Alas, I'm a little depressed. Let Li Mazi wash his hands before he gets too deep.