145 No Survivors (11)
Cheng Jiacheng really brought back bad news.
He found the white SUV that Mr. Situ had driven out, fell down the slope, and half fell into the water, he couldn't get close, but he knew it must have been scrapped just by looking at it.
He also walked down the mountain road for most of the day, and found that the only way down the mountain was completely blocked by the mud and stones that had fallen from the landslide on the mountain, and the people on the mountain could not go down, and the people below the mountain naturally could not come up.
In other words, they can't wait for the housekeeper at the bottom of the mountain to drive up the mountain today.
Moreover, not only today, but also looking at the area of the landslide, it will not be able to dredge out without three or five days.
This news cast a shadow on the already heavy mood of the people in the villa, and Cheng Jiacheng, who had always been calm, also became restless, and even smoked in front of Mrs. Situ and Xiaocao, completely forgetting the gentlemanly demeanor he had always cared about the most.
"Anyway, it's still going to be dinner. Mrs. Situ couldn't stand the smell of smoke in the room, got up and said, "I'll go and prepare, you can wait for me in the dining room." ”
Xiaocao also stood up and said, "Madam, I'll help you too." ”
Mrs. Situ smiled, shook her head and said, "How can you let the guests do it, I'll be fine soon." ”
Cheng Jiacheng didn't notice that Mrs. Situ was leaving, lit another cigarette, held it to his mouth with trembling fingers, took a deep breath, and suddenly said: "We are dead, none of us can do without this place, everyone will die, we will die!"
Xiaocao frowned and said, "Mr. Cheng, calm down, we will find out the murderer." ”
Cheng Jiacheng raised his head and showed a distorted smile, "You can't find it, how do you say I will die?" Will it be dismembered, or will it be cut by a thousand knives, just like the two of them?"
Xiaocao saw his nervous smile, his heart sank, and he picked up the water glass in front of him. splashed on Cheng Jiacheng's face, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to live, don't think nonsense." ”
Ice water flowed down Cheng Jiacheng's face, and he was stunned for a moment. The man seemed to be much more sober, lowered his head and wiped his face, and did not get angry, but said, "I'm sorry, I lost my temper." ”
Xiaocao sighed. Instead, he was a little embarrassed, sat down and said, "Mr. Cheng, I'm really sorry, but now we can't give up, you have to cheer up." ”
Cheng Jiacheng nodded with a wry smile, fell into silence again, lit a cigarette, and smoked fiercely.
Xiaocao was a little dizzy from the spicy smell of tobacco, so she got up and walked to the window and opened it to breathe. When the cool breeze of the night blows in from outside. Xiaocao felt refreshed, and the whole person was much better.
Now that Mr. Situ and Bai Zhenglin have been killed, the living people are Mrs. Situ, Le Yanhong, Ling Chuchu, Cheng Jiacheng and Minghao, as well as himself, who is the murderer?
At the time of Mr. Szeto's death, it seemed that everyone had alibi. So everyone wants to believe that it was an outsider who committed the crime.
But when Bai Zhenglin died, there was no trace of outsiders entering and leaving the villa, even if he didn't want to believe it, the murderer must be among them.
To be able to do so in such a cruel way. Killing a big man like Bai Zhenglin silently is not something anyone can do, who is it?
Xiaocao's brows furrowed, thinking of the guess in her heart, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible, and she had to find a way to prove it. Whether it's right or wrong......
Xiaocao took a deep breath, feeling the cold and fresh air rushing down her nose into her lungs, she couldn't help but raise her hands and stretch her waist, shaking her head fiercely, wanting to shake off the inexplicable depression in her heart.
When I knew that my head was tilted to the right, I suddenly noticed a black shadow hanging on the camphor tree in the garden, gently swaying and swaying in the wind.
Xiaocao stared at it in surprise for a moment, and suddenly her heart froze, and there was a person hanging from the tree!
"Oh no! Something's wrong!"
Xiaocao screamed, turned around and ran out, Cheng Jiacheng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed.
Xiaocao ran wildly all the way, almost out of breath, but did not dare to stop a step, until he was close to the camphor tree, he slowed down, looking at the woman hanging on the tree and swaying in the wind, her feet were so weak that she almost sat on the ground.
The woman was wearing a long red dress, the long skirt was soft and light, blown by the wind, a pair of white feet hung straight down from the bottom of the skirt, the toes were painted with bright red nail polish, red as blood, waist-length long hair was beautiful at the end of the big wavy curls, black hair fluttered in the wind, there was a strange beauty.
It's just that the beautiful face is gray and blue, no longer has the slightest vitality, the eyes are bulging outward, and a red ribbon is wrapped around the neck like a white swan, tightly strangling the trace of vitality and killing another life.
"Yan Hong!"
Cheng Jiacheng screamed, and was suddenly frightened by this scene and fell to his knees, the whole person was about to collapse, Xiaocao smiled bitterly and said to him: "Let's put her down." ”
But Cheng Jiacheng just knelt on the ground and shook his head desperately, and cried bitterly, muttering in his mouth: "We will all die, we can't escape, no one can escape, everyone has to die......"
Xiaocao had to give up his plan to let him help, and he struggled to put Le Yanhong's body down from the tree, people will really become very heavy when they die, if it weren't for the magic of the Immeasurable Mind Method, Xiaocao would almost impossible to do.
Even with the help of the mental method, Xiaocao was almost out of strength, panting and sitting on the ground, feeling so tired for a while, both mentally and physically.
"I don't want to die, I can't die, don't kill me, you die for me, I want you to die!"
Just as Xiaocao was resting weakly, Cheng Jiacheng suddenly screamed and pounced, pressed Xiaocao to the ground, pinched her neck with one hand, and her eyes were bloodshot, frighteningly red, staring at Xiaocao viciously.
"I don't have to die if you die, I don't want to die, I'm a barrister, I can't die, you go die!
Looking at the crazy and distorted smile on Cheng Jiacheng's face, Xiaocao felt that his hand holding his neck was like an iron tong, and she couldn't break free even if she tried her best, Xiaocao raised her foot and kicked Cheng Jiacheng hard, one after another, each time it kicked him heavily, normal people should have screamed in pain and let go.
But Cheng Jiacheng didn't seem to notice it at all, but he still pinched Xiaocao's neck, muttering words in his mouth, Xiaocao gradually felt that he had no strength in his body, and his lungs were like thousands of needles desperately stabbing in, almost exploding, Xiaocao's eyes turned black for a while, and the movements on his feet and hands gradually slowed down. (To be continued.) )