Chapter Ninety-Three: The Human Head Under the Bed
When Han Caiyin heard that I was really angry and was going to leave the Han family, her face was a little flustered.
"Kuang Heng, don't get excited, I know there is something strange about this matter, you give me some time, and the matter will always be clarified. β
"Sister!" This time, even Han Dong grabbed Han Caiyin, obviously not wanting her to take care of this matter, to put it bluntly, she just poured dirty water on me, so that the Han family could clear her suspicions.
Through this incident, I saw the face of the Han family clearly, and Taoism pays attention to the dependence of blessing and evil, which may be a good thing for me.
Anyway, I don't need to be weak about things I haven't done.
"What are you doing!" Han Caiyin glared at him fiercely, struggling hard, Han Dong grabbed her wrist and shackled her movements.
"Does the Han family still want to protect this murderer?" The victim's mother showed a fierce look on her face, and suddenly cried even more fiercely.
"My daughter came to your house to work, I didn't agree, I haven't heard of your family's troubles, it's my daughter who wants to come, I agreed, I didn't expect to be scared to death by the spirit, but I was actually killed by your family!"
Hearing this, I always felt a little awkward, since this woman was so worried about her daughter, why would she agree to Xiaohua to work in such a place?
"If you really have an accident because of the trouble, the Han family will compensate you, but the victim's family can't come over to make trouble, and the Han family doesn't have the responsibility to compensate you for a daughter. β
"We have already given the money that should be given, and the funeral will be held as scheduled, so don't make trouble here. β
Han Caiyin said coldly.
"Do you hear that this is a human statement? It is my daughter who died, and I am not even qualified to be sad?"
Han Dong hurriedly soothed: "My sister, she didn't mean that. β
"I don't care if I have to catch this murderer with my own hands today and send him to the police station!"
I glanced at her, ignored her, pushed the crowd away, and strode forward.
"Stop, where are you going?"
Guo Zhuo chased after him in a few steps, and I turned around and glared at him fiercely, so frightened that he immediately didn't dare to step forward again.
"Catch this murderer, he wants to abscond!"
Guo Zhuo said viciously.
But he only moved his mouth and didn't dare to take the initiative to step forward.
The fighters who were specially sent here before were not my opponents, let alone Guo Zhuo.
At that moment, I only felt that I was angry, even if I was framed as a murderer, I was not so angry.
I walked briskly back to my room, packed my things and packed my bags, and a group of people followed me, and I sneered.
This is because I am afraid that no one will take the blame for them when I leave.
I was just about to push the door open and leave, when I suddenly smelled a strange smell, like the smell of gasoline.
How can I smell like this in my room?
Since I practiced according to the ancient books, both my physical strength and my five senses have become very acute, and as soon as I lifted the bed, there was another paint bucket under the bed, and the smell came from here.
I pulled the paint bucket apart, and it was covered with a layer of cement, which was quite strong, and I grabbed a pair of scissors and plunged into it, and it couldn't penetrate at all.
This thing is not mine at all, and although I haven't looked under the bed before, this smell should never be in my room.
It took me a long time to finally cut a hole in the bottom of the paint bucket, and some viscous liquid came out of it.
It was a thick, dark yellow with a musty stench, then a little bit of gasoline, and then it gradually darkened, half yellow and half dark red, and flowed down the ground.
It dawned on me that something must be wrong.
As soon as I got up, Guo Zhuo pushed the door directly and walked in, I really forgot that the door lock was not locked when I came in, but this Guo Zhuo came at a really good time.
As soon as he came in, he was followed by a group of people, but they all gathered at the door without coming in, and even Han Caiyin wanted to come in but was stopped by Han Dong.
"What is this earth? β
Guo Zhuo had a sneer on his face.
"How do I know what's there?"
Looking at Guo Zhuo's expression at this time, I decided that this matter was not so simple, and Xiaohua's death was inseparable from Guo Zhuo, although I have no evidence now.
"You don't know that you can, so do you dare to let the people present take a look?"
I don't think something is right in my heart, this must be Guo Zhuo's plan, but I can't imagine that Guo Zhuo is so vicious that he can use human life as a tool for revenge.
Guo Zhuo waved his hand to let a few people in, and quickly tore the paint bucket in half, and what fell out of it was a human skull.
The skull was still covered with skin and flesh, most of which had turned into pus, and the liquid inside was still bubbling.
It's not the first time I've seen this kind of scene, and I don't have much physiological reaction other than being very surprised and feeling a little nauseous.
The people outside were all stunned when they saw it, mixed with the strange smell in the house, and they all covered their mouths and ran outside to spit sour water.
Guo Zhuo glanced at me a little proudly.
His face didn't look very good, but he was able to hold on, which was enough to see that it wasn't the first time he had seen such a thing.
"I didn't expect it, Kuang Heng, you are still a habitual offender, not only killed Xiaohua but also hid this kind of thing under the bed. β
"I'll just say, I knew you weren't a good thing from the first day I saw you, and now that you've got all the stolen goods, what else do you have to explain, I think you're a serial murderer!"
I listened to Guo Zhuo's words here, but I didn't feel very angry in my heart, but I just felt that Guo Zhuo should be really ruthless.
This Han Caiyin is also pitiful enough, with such a fiancΓ©.
"This is definitely not Kuang Heng's ......"
Han Caiyin tried to defend me, although she was very uncomfortable after seeing the mess in the room, and turned around and threw up as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Oh, Kuang Heng lives in the Han family's place, could it be that this thing was put here by the Han family early in the morning?"
"This ...... Of course not. β
In this case, Han Dong chose to deny it.
"Isn't this enough, it wasn't done by the Han family, isn't it just Kuang Heng alone? Besides, it's not the first day you lived here, you don't know what is under this bed?"
"The security of the Han family is so poor, while I was not there last night, I still don't know if one or two people came in to frame me. β
Seeing that I was not afraid of the situation at all, Guo Zhuo squinted his eyes slightly.
"You're pretty calm, but it's useless, there's a lot of evidence, I've called the police and they'll be coming soon. β
"I advise you not to do this, I was wronged, it doesn't matter if you investigate it or not, it's just the Han family?"
Han Dong reacted when he heard me say this.