Chapter Forty-Eight: Suicide or Homicide

Listening to my uncle's words, I was shocked in my heart, I know the fat man's ability, although some bad things happened before, but I am still sure of his ability. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's just that how could he help Lao Liu do things, the person who said that Lao Liu was a zombie was this big fat man.

The fat man went to help the zombie do the dead ritual ghost to believe that the zombie didn't need to do the ritual and destroy it directly.

Another mystery in my heart has deepened, who is a ghost has made a mess of me, but now it seems that everything points to Lao Liu is a ghost, not a zombie.

When Lao Liu died for three days, it really gave me a lot of impact.

Lao Liu has been my friend for three years, and when he dies, I naturally feel uncomfortable.

"Cher, do you see anything different in this house?" I whispered to Cher.

"There is a dead popularity. Cher said simply.

I frowned, didn't speak again, and walked towards the big fat man's funeral home with Cher.

In fact, in my heart, I really don't want to come to the funeral home again, I don't want to have any more contact with the big fat man, because as long as I follow the big fat man, I can't understand anything, one will say that Lao Liu is a zombie, and one will say that Mo Yan is a thousand-year-old female ghost, which will make me stunned.

But now I still have to look for him, after all, it is about Lao Liu.

Now that Lao Liu is dead, I can't help Lao Liu before I die, and I have to investigate it after I die, at least I have to find out how Lao Liu died.

I don't believe that a strong, ox-like man would suddenly die.

The taxi was also very fast and soon came to the vicinity of the funeral home.

I didn't let the driver drive over, just got off nearby.

"Xue'er wait a while, you can help my brother see if the big fat man who lives in the security room of the funeral home is a human or a ghost. I whispered.

"I'll help you this time, you're going to give me something to eat. Cher said softly.

I didn't ask Cher what she said was delicious, and I agreed.

Cher told me to say yes so happily, winked at me, and smiled secretly.

I took Xue'er into the security room where the big fat man was on duty, and I saw the big fat man picking his feet and eating noodles.

I was speechless for a while, this big fat man is really dirty.

"Fatty. "I knocked on the window.

The fat man raised his head, glanced at me, and then ignored me, lowered his head and continued to eat.

I was also speechless in my heart for a while, you still have a face.

I still took out a hundred dollars and knocked on the window gently.

The fat man looked up and didn't look at me at all, just at the money in my hand, "The door is not locked." ”

"It's still money that plays a big role. I muttered softly, slowly opened the door, and walked away from the big fat man's house.

As soon as I walked into the room, the big fat man glanced at me, but quickly moved away from my body and looked towards Xue'er, "Where did this little guy get it, it's very special, it's not in the Three Realms." ”

"Okay, what's not in the Three Realms, you are writing myths, I came to you today, I just want to ask you, how did Lao Liu die. I said in a deep voice.

"Bring the money. The fat man didn't speak immediately, but beckoned to me, and I handed over a hundred dollars to the big fat man.

After collecting the money, the big fat man turned around and took a puff of noodles, "That guy is very evil, and the method of dying is extraordinary." ”

"Okay, don't sell it, don't you think it's too much money. I waved my hand again and again, told the big fat man not to mess with these useless things, and took two hundred yuan and gave it to the big fat man.

"Say it. I whispered.

The big fat man smiled, "It's quite good, but I'll be honest with you, Lao Liu, this guy is really evil, and the method of his death is hanging." ”

"Hanged him, who hanged him. "My heart sank, and I immediately thought that Lao Liu was killed by him.

The big fat man rolled his eyes at me, "What if he kills, he just killed himself, his hand tightly strangled his neck, and then he couldn't breathe air and burped." ”

I was a little angry in my heart, and I stepped up, holding the collar of the big fat man tightly with both hands, "I also gave you the money, don't fool Lao Tzu, you still think that you haven't read a book, why did Lao Liu kill himself." ”

The big fat man is not a good collar master, he shook his fat body and shook my hand directly.

"Believe it or not, I'll say what I should say anyway, he really killed him, if you don't believe it, go out and turn left, walk along the road for 300 meters, if you're lucky, a commissary hasn't closed yet, where can you find the news of Lao Liu, my fat third child has always been a child in business. The big fat man said casually.

I frowned, although this big fat man spoke eloquently, but he also had a nose and eyes when he said it, and I had to believe it for a while.

I took out a hundred dollars and gave it to Cher to ask her to help me buy a newspaper and come back.

Cher rolled her eyes at me with the money and ran outside.

I sat down on the stool with my eyes fixed on the big fat man.

"It's not shallow these days, I'm kissing with ghosts, isn't that cold and cold lip feeling very refreshing. The big fat man took another puff of vermicelli and looked at me playfully.

I just ignored the big fat man, but when I turned my head and thought about it, no, how did the big fat man know that I kissed.

After thinking about it for a while, when I fell into the water, Mo Yan gave me artificial respiration in order to save me, how could this guy see it, there was no lip gloss in my lips.

I glanced at the mirror on the table, and my lips were clean, and there was nothing, how could this guy see it.

"Don't look at it, I also know that the so-called peony flower dies, and you are also a ghost, but you have 300 yuan, and my fat third child can't be collected in vain, which is to tell you, some people you can't close relatives, and some people you have to close relatives. The big fat man put the bowl of vermicelli on the table, wiped his mouth and whispered.

I just wanted to ask the big fat man some questions, but before I could ask, Xue'er came over with a bunch of newspapers and a lollipop in her mouth, "I don't know what you want, so I bought all the newspapers they have." ”

I looked down for a newspaper about Lao Liu, and after looking for a few minutes, I suddenly found a newspaper about Lao Liu, and suddenly I looked at it, and I was a little confused for a while.

The newspaper said that a man died at home, and it was preliminarily concluded that the man died by suicide, and the man's face seemed to have been cut off by others, and his face was no longer faceless, and his whole face had become bloody and blurred, and the case is currently under investigation by the police.

Looking at this newspaper, I was confused.

Lao Liu is indeed dead, what the big fat man said is not wrong, but when I look closely, I have more trepidation in my heart.

Did Lao Liu commit suicide? Or did he kill him? What shocked me even more was that Lao Liu's face was gone, and his face was exactly the same as the case of a female college student's face disappearing, and even the method of cutting his face was the same.

As soon as my hands trembled, the newspaper fell to the ground.

The female college student wore a mask before her whole face disappeared, but could it be that Lao Liu also wore the mask I brought over, and his face disappeared with him?

All this is too weird, besides, Lao Liu also knows that the mask is very evil, why do you still want to wear a mask, isn't this the old birthday star who hangs himself?

I took a deep breath, put the newspaper down, glanced at the big fat man, and asked softly, "What do you think about this matter?" ”

"Hey, you can still look at it this way, people die like that, but Lao Liu did die a little evil, I guess someone forced him to wear the mask, of course, this is just my estimate. The big fat man said softly.

"Someone forced Lao Liu to wear a mask? Could it be that someone seems to want Lao Liu's face. I muttered softly.

Something suddenly occurred to my mind, and I stood up suddenly.

Yes, someone wants Lao Liu's face, if this is the case, the Lao Liu I met with us at the beginning was not the real Lao Liu at all, but someone completely cut off Lao Liu's face, and then used some method to wear it on his face, and followed us into the mountain.

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly pounded, who was going to cut Lao Liu's face?

"Do you know how long Lao Liu has been dead? I said hurriedly.

If he had died three days ago, my statement would not be valid at all.

The big fat man didn't think much about it and replied casually: "It's been more than a week since he died, and when we went to his house, his body had already begun to stink, and there is no week that the corpse will not be like this." ”

Listening to the words of the big fat man, I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, and sure enough, as I guessed, Lao Liu's face was cut off, and then pretended to be Lao Liu and followed us into the mountain.

Now that I think about it, Lao Liu's performance is not like Lao Liu I know at all, I know so much about everything, even Taoism is involved, especially when Lao Liu comes back alone, I feel wrong, you must know that Lao Liu is a person who is afraid of loneliness, so he will not go alone at all.

But at that time, Lao Liu not only left alone, but also walked simply, without saying hello.

Thinking of this, I felt a little angry in my heart, why did the person who killed a thousand knives do this?

Lao Liu is only in his thirties, such a person will be gone if he says no, and what is even more odious is that he also cut off Lao Liu's face.

"Do you know who cut off Lao Liu's face?" I said in a deep voice.

"You treat me as the Taishang Laojun, you can count anything if you pinch your fingers, I only know that Lao Liu killed himself, and then his face should have been cut off by others, and I don't know anything else. The big fat man rolled his eyes and said.

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