Chapter 59: Murder and Cooking Corpses

The northern suburbs of Haizhou City, halfway up Siwu Mountain.

On a deserted, dead-end road, a pickup truck with a license plate removed is parked on the side of the road.

In the driver's seat was a middle-aged man with a razed beard, lying on his back in the folded seat, smoking a cigarette and letting the ash fall on his clothes.

He was dressed in a black summer suit from a security company, with his feet resting on the steering wheel, a few toes sticking out of his torn socks, and his heels had been washed thinly.

His name is Fang Liang, 43 years old, from Wanshi, he has been a security guard for several years, and his parents are both employees of Wanyan Factory.

Fang Liang has lived with his parents in the staff dormitory of Wanyan Factory since he was a child. When he was a child, he could smell the unique smell of tobacco in the cigarette factory every day, and he was fascinated by the delicate and elegant smell.

Since I was in elementary school, several good classmates often took turns stealing cigarettes from home.

Until I was in junior high school, the pocket money I saved was not only for game expenses, but also to buy cigarettes. When he didn't have enough money, he would occasionally steal a few from his parents' bags, but he never dared to take a pack of cigarettes outside in his life.

He was still a child king in elementary school, and he had done all the fights, and his classmates were basically afraid of him.

When he arrived at junior high school, his classmates around him all rose up one by one as if they had applied fertilizer, but he didn't grow up. Parents were so anxious that they asked the doctor everywhere to buy medicines and supplements. Eating all kinds of pills every day, Fang Liang felt that he should be sick.

Fortunately, he made some names in elementary school, and there were not many people who dared to bully him in junior high school. Only Fang Liang himself knows that he is only a false name bluffer, in fact, "strong outside and dry in the middle" is the most appropriate to describe himself.

In the third year of junior high school, in order to avoid being punctured as a "false name", he began to learn to be kind to others, but his inner temperament became more and more cowardly.

After graduating from junior high school, he was finally fertilized by God, and his size also jumped to 1.7 meters. Cowardice is still cowardice after all, but it has the confidence to become angry.

As a result, he was slapped in public by the teacher in high school, and he didn't dare to let him retaliate against the teacher, but he took revenge on himself. He never returned home.

With the lofty ambition of not getting ahead and preferring to die, after going to other places for more than ten years, those unrealistic fantasies when I was a child have long been exhausted.

Fang Liang, who had polished his fighting spirit, returned to Wanshi alone, and looked at the gate in the security company.

He thinks the salary is okay, four or five thousand a month, plus the bonus can reach six or seven thousand. Just working 16 hours a day with no fixed holidays.

When he was thirty years old, his parents took out their savings to help him buy a small two-bedroom apartment in Xincheng, and he married a wife on a blind date.

His wife is a countryman, graduated from junior high school and worked in an electronics factory in Wanshi, and her appearance is reasonable, and the biggest feature is that she has a pair of sharp tiger teeth.

After getting married, my wife's body began to grow horizontally, and the words she said became more and more mean day by day, a little sharper than her tiger teeth.

My wife can eat and sleep, she can stick to her pillow, and her temper is not small after she falls asleep. This made Fang Liang, who rarely went home, useless. So until now, neither of them has any children.

There are always rumors about his wife from the electronics factory in his ears, but Fang Liang doesn't care, he has long been pressed by reality, and he doesn't plan to resist, he just wants to live this life just like that.

Fang Liang, an old smoking gun, was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer in the hospital a year later, he tore up the physical examination report and threw it into the hospital trash can, which happened to be the Qingming Festival.

He wasn't sad, he thought it was good, and he left early and stopped early.

But the paper can't hold the fire, and the people who should know will always know, but the reactions after knowing are different, the parents are crying sadly, and the daughter-in-law is snickering.

Since knowing that Fang Liang was sick, the rumors of his daughter-in-law have become witnesses, and they are grandiose.

He weakly walked out of the house, came to a bridge, leaned on the handrail, and tumbled down.

It's just that he didn't die, and when he woke up, he had been floating in the water for two days.

He swam ashore and found that his body was much stronger than before, but it was swollen with blisters.

After paying the fare with the money soaked in his pocket, and only when he walked downstairs, Fang Liang heard a quarrel at home, he looked towards the fifth floor, and saw a naked man hanging outside the window.

He didn't say anything, calmly walked up the stairs and pushed open the door. He saw his father protecting his mother who fell to the ground, and his daughter-in-law holding a kitchen knife, fierce and vicious!

Fang Liang didn't know what was going on, and only sent his parents back to the staff dormitory of Wanyan Factory.

When he walked downstairs, he smelled the good smell of tobacco again, looked at all the corners and corners he loved to go to when he was a child, sat on the table tennis table made of cement, and calmly smoked half a pack of cigarettes.

Back in the new city, I bought half a watermelon at the fruit store at the entrance of the community, and when I paid for it, I stole a watermelon knife and stuck it on my back.

At this time, there was one more person in the family, a man who looked thin and capable. He was holding a thin and long folding knife, dancing with knife flowers in his hand, and his movements were very handsome.

Fang Liang's ears could no longer hear his daughter-in-law's chatter, he just sat on the sofa and used the stolen watermelon knife to cut the watermelon for himself piece by piece.

The daughter-in-law walked up to him and pointed, and Fang Liang suddenly heard a sentence clearly, "If you have a kind, you will hack me to death!"

Fang Liang finished eating the watermelon in his hand, and when he looked up, he saw his daughter-in-law's white and tender neck.

The watermelon knife dragged against the neck, like cutting tofu, into the throat.

The knife slashed through his neck, and the thin man was still playing with the knife to himself.

Fang Liang stepped forward and looked at the man with four eyes. The frightened man stabbed the sharp knife into Fang Liang's stomach in a panic.

He shrunk his hands and feet, like a girl in Fang Liang's eyes.

The knife slashed across the neck of the "girl", and blood gushed out.

Fang Liang pulled out the sharp knife on his stomach, leaned on the sofa and swiped his mobile phone and waited for death.

In the video, there is a stone man, crackling and destroying half of the village, and like the previous anacondas, they should all be mutants.

It would be nice if I were also a mutant!" Fang Liang thought.

He flipped through the comments one by one, and the alarm clock on the wall ticked and ticked.

Fang Liang found that he was not dead, and the knife on his stomach returned to its original state.

After his parents learned that he had killed someone, his father, who was silent, called a distant relative in Haishi.

A distant relative, surnamed Bian, was a smuggler of gasoline along the coast in his early years, and in those years he did a lot of business, with ships, oil depots, and guns.

Later, he was served in a pot, and he became lame after being shot in the foot, and when he absconded out of the country, Fang Liang's father borrowed him 500 yuan.

He washed dishes abroad for several years. I returned to Japan with the help of the president of an overseas chamber of commerce.

The chairman has an industrial company in Haishi, and asks him to take care of the freezer, with a monthly salary of 8,000, and gives him a pension.

Fang Liang took tens of thousands of yuan from his father, escaped and hid along the road, changed vehicles, and finally came to Haishi.

Last night, I saw the uncle surnamed Bian, who looked like a simple and honest man, not tall, with a habitual grin in his mouth, showing two rows of teeth, Fang Liang felt that there was a silly feeling in this smile.

But when Uncle Bian closed his lips, his face would be flattened, revealing a murderous face.

Uncle Bian helped him find a way, and he was entrusted with one of his original horse boys, who is now the boss, called Brother Kai.

Kai Ge is engaged in the business of connecting diesel fuel on the high seas, commonly known as smuggling.

I heard Uncle Bian say that Brother Kai has a group of subordinates who turn off the GPS of the ship every day, falsify the navigation logs and operation logs, and go back and forth to the high seas to barge oil, and there are tens of millions of profits every month.

But Fang Liang couldn't stay, and Brother Kai also promised not to charge him a fee, and was only responsible for sending him to the high seas, and Brother Kai, the ship of the Jiaozhi Kingdom, also greeted him.

It was agreed that at ten o'clock this evening, Fang Liang would go to the small pier in the northeast corner, and someone would answer him.

Fang Liang carried 50,000 yuan in cash in his arms, waited for a long time on the mountain road of Siwu Mountain, smoked two packs of cigarettes, and his tired body and tense nerves still made him fall asleep.

By the time he woke up, it was already 9:40 p.m.

Without bothering to adjust his seat and not even buckle his seat belt, he started the car in a panic and rushed all the way down the mountain road, turning sharply to the main road by the sea, only to see that a Cayenne had come closer.

The pickup truck was hit by the Cayenne and lost its bearings. Fang Liang held the steering wheel tightly and hit left and right, the car flipped over or got off the guardrail and fell into the sea.

Cayenne stopped on the road, and two people got out of the car, it was Luo Bin and Luo Li, Luo Bin saw that there was no one around, and his body flashed and fell on the pickup truck that had not yet sunk, and the probe lifted Fang Liang from the car.

Luo Bin saw that he was unconscious, and his forehead was injured, which should have been caused by hitting the windshield.

The ability operated, and the stones on the shore extended in front of Luo Bin, like a stone bridge.

Luo Bin carried Fang Liang back to shore quickly, only to see that the damage on his forehead was repairing automatically at a speed visible to the naked eye.

glanced at Luo Li, and both of them felt weird. Luo Li looked at Fang Liang and felt a little familiar, took out her mobile phone in the car, clicked on a wanted news, and after confirming the photo, she stretched out it to show Luo Bin.

Fang Liang opened his eyes this time, knowing that he had been discovered by the two of them, and escaped without the two of them.

Luo Bin stood up and asked, "What should I do?"

"No, the sea market is surrounded by the sea on three sides, and he can't run away. Luo Li said as she picked up her mobile phone and called the police.

When a few police cars came, except for those who stayed to make a record, all the other police officers went after the suspect.

Cayenne's loss must not be compensated by anyone, but fortunately, the injury is not serious and does not affect driving.

After Luo Bin and the two made confessions, on the way to the hotel, Luo Li asked: "This is yesterday's news, the family of the male deceased reported to the police, and when the police found the scene, a pair of elderly people were cooking corpses." ”

Luo Bin flipped through his mobile phone, sighed heavily and said, "Alas, this old man is really stupid and naΓ―ve, in order to save his son, he actually did the thing of dividing and boiling the corpse." ”

Luo Li asked puzzledly: "It's divided, why are you still cooking?"

"I guess it's two dead people, and I can't fit in the fridge. Luo Bin replied casually.

Luo Li held the steering wheel with both hands and asked, "What do you say on the Internet?"

"It seems that a woman is cheating, and the husband and wife are divorced. ”

"Is divorce going to kill someone? This man is really. ”

"Who knows what is right or wrong, the news on the Internet has reversed in three days, so don't jump to conclusions too early. ”

The two returned to the hotel to rest and did not elaborate on them one by one.