Chapter Forty-Eight: I Am a Big Pomegranate

The person who came this time was finally no longer Zhao Wei.

It's two strange police @ inspectors, with two people from the Animal Husbandry Bureau or the zoo.

The four of them cautiously opened the door, and at a glance they saw the poodle lying in a pool of blood without a head.

"There are vicious dogs!" said one of the fork-wielding men, with a look of disapproval.

"Poodle, at least five thousand!" said another, full of regret, and walked over to turn the poodle's carcass up with a fork.

But as soon as they approached the poodle, they found the body of a middle-aged woman lying under the pomegranate tree, eaten, but barely recognizable as a man.

"Ah, dead man!" the two men with forks screamed at once, threw down their forks and ran.

The two policemen @ detectives immediately flashed their pistols, stood back to back, and nervously searched around.

"Reinforcements, Director, request reinforcements! This is not an ordinary dog bite incident, it is enough to eat people, and one of them has already died!" One of the police officers @ Cha shouted through the intercom: "Come on, and call an ambulance!"

Another policeman @cha yelled at a person who brought them to the door: "What about the dog, what dog, how big, how did he bite this person to death?"

"I ...... I ...... "There was a murder in the store, and this person didn't see it, so he was so frightened that he couldn't speak."

"The murderer is here!" Suddenly, the policeman's muzzle was pointed at the corner of the wall, trembling, and the bolt could be pulled at any moment.

"Woo...... Woohoo...... "The puppy that Danno had turned into stood up and looked at the two police officers with innocent eyes.

"It can't be him, how old is he, can bite someone to death?" Another policeman @ detective had some common sense and immediately stopped his companion.

Soon, a large number of police @cha arrived, and ambulances also whistled their sirens.

Several doctors and nurses rushed down, only glanced at it, shook their heads, and turned to leave.

This middle-aged woman's heart, liver, and lungs have been eaten, is there still a need to rescue her, she has already died and can't die anymore?

The cordon was raised, and from the gate, it was zoned off-limit.

All kinds of police @ inspectors went in and out, some took pictures, some searched, and some made records, turning this small hotel upside down.

Everyone was asked, and their answer was basically the same, that is, when they were chatting in the shade in the small courtyard, they suddenly heard a dog barking from room 302 on the third floor, and the shopkeeper wanted to go up to check it, but a headless poodle fell from the sky.

Then, a huge Tibetan mastiff appeared, walked down from the third floor, bit the female tenant of room 104, and walked away.

However, looking at the surrounding surveillance video, there was no trace of the Tibetan mastiff at all.

checked Li Basket West of 302 and found that this woman actually used a fake ID card, and there was no such person.

The mysteries were one after another, and the police @ inspectors were busy and anxious, and they continued until more than 11 o'clock in the evening before leaving one after another.

This small hotel is temporarily unoccupied, all the tenants are arranged to other hotels nearby, and the owner of the hotel has been taken to the police station to continue to inquire about the situation, and a large seal is also affixed to the door.

No one noticed that at the scene of these police @ inspection activities, a Jindan dog weighing more than ten pounds was lying in the corner of the wall, with tears in his eyes, and he was watching the police @ inspection busy.

When the police @ cha packed the poodle's body as evidence and took it away, the Jindan dog quietly followed.

No one even noticed that just above their heads, in the pomegranate tree in the courtyard, under the cover of the branches and leaves, there was a human head!

My head was so damn unlucky that it fell from the third floor, right between two branches.

And on one of the branches, there was actually a raised dead branch, which was inserted right in my trachea, suppressing my vocal cords.

I couldn't move or shout, and I was a completely weird spectator in the process.

At first, I was nervous, desperately trying to get the branches and leaves in my way.

But later, I found that the police @ inspectors didn't notice the pomegranate tree at all, and I couldn't move it at all.

As time passed, the police @ inspectors left one after another, and the small courtyard became extremely quiet.

There is a lot of traffic outside, but here it is gloomy, like a ghost.

I was sandwiched between two branches, I couldn't go up, I couldn't get down, I wanted to cry without tears.

At this time, I would rather be discovered, even if it was the head of a victim, than being dried in the sun, right?

A branch that went deep into my throat was right against my vocal cords, and although it was uncomfortable, there was a foreign object in my throat, and I always felt awkward.

But I couldn't break or move the branch.

My mind shifted to the branch.

I found that I had a wonderful feeling that I could not see, but I could feel clearly.

The size, shape, color of this branch.

Even, I knew that the branch was not really dead, but only the skin was dry, but there was a layer of fresh bark inside.

If I hadn't suddenly fallen from the sky, it might not have taken a few days for this dead branch to sprout.

Suddenly, I felt hungry again!

It's an even more amazing feeling, because at the moment I don't have a body, no stomach and no intestines, but I desperately want to eat.

Wouldn't I not feel hungry?

Could it be that it used to be because of the lack of time to be hungry, or maybe it was just a physical need!

Because there are so many things missing, it can't meet the nutrient needs of the skull?

I'm so hungry, if only I could have a portion of braised pork!

I imagined in my head that I was full of cravings for nutrients.

Suddenly, a slightly bitter liquid poured into my skull, and my hunger pangs plummeted.

It was the dead branch, which had grown a section under my longing, and the tender skin on the surface had merged with my throat and sent a stream of sap to me.

God, what's going on, can I still absorb the nutrients of plants?

The shock was not only that, I suddenly realized that the place under my neck, which was bitten off by the big wolf dog, had been connected to the pomegranate tree.

It's like a tree bark suddenly grows under my neck, and it looks like this pomegranate tree suddenly grows human flesh out of its branches!

After only three or two minutes, I had absorbed enough nutrients from this pomegranate tree to feel full.

Even, the flesh on my neck increased a little, raising my head a little higher.

The branch stuck in my throat finally separated from my throat, and my head, unhindered by the branch, was tilted downward, hanging upside down from the branch.

Now I am a huge pomegranate!

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