A sinuous red trickle of red flowed through the crack in the door, forming an eerie pattern on the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The entrance was full of people, most of whom were watching the excitement.

"Excuse me, police!" I squeezed in the middle, the door open with a gap.

They poked their heads out to see what was going on inside, but no one dared to push the door open.

"Let's all disperse, don't join in the fun here!"

"Who are you, why are you commanding here?" a middle-aged man standing in front of me glared at me, clasped his hands and refused to leave.

Seeing that someone took the lead, the people around him also echoed: "That's it, why let me go." ”

"yes, what's going on with it?"

I looked down at myself, wearing pajamas and slippers, I really didn't look like a police officer, and I didn't have my ID with me.

This group of people is not a big deal to see the excitement, and they refuse to leave without scaring and scaring them.

I hooked the corners of my lips and said slowly, "I have just called the police, and the police will be coming soon." You say...... After a while, the police will come, and you will all stand here, will you be considered a murderer?"

As soon as the words fell, they began to hesitate when they looked at me and I looked at you.

"Ah, that...... I, my wife, and I'm waiting for me to eat, I'll go first......"

One took the lead, and the others followed downstairs.

"I'm gone too......"

I tugged at the corners of my mouth, this is human nature.

The crowd had left, and only a young man was standing, looking a little at a loss.

"Are you?" I looked him up and down, not looking like he was here to join in the fun.

He pulled the corners of his clothes tightly, and his speech was a little unpleasant, as if he was a little afraid and worried: "I, I...... This ......"

"Don't worry, speak slowly. I patted him on the shoulder.

He pointed to the hidden door: "This, this is my girlfriend's house......"

I nodded, walked to the door, and gently pushed it open.

"Ah~" A head suddenly fell from the door, and the man behind him screamed in fright, and fell to the ground: "Ah~This, this...... How can this be......"

The moment the head fell, my heart trembled violently, but fortunately, after professional training, my psychological quality is relatively strong. If it had been another little girl, I would have been scared a long time ago.

I glanced at the man sitting on the ground, who was too cowardly.

"Call the police, okay?"

He was stunned for a moment before nodding.

At a glance, you can see the long hair on the person's head, and it is obvious that it is a woman. The head was tied to the hair with a rope and hung from the door.

From my point of view, the head is just right to look at me.

Although he has a strong psychology, he ...... Looking at the head, I still feel a little chill down my spine.

This head, with wide eyes, must have seen something terrible when he died.

The human head was still dripping, and there was a pool of blood on the ground......

I walked past the blood on the ground and stepped into the house.

The room was neat and there were no signs of a fight. Walking to the living room, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a white corner under the sofa.

Reaching out and about to drag the white thing out, he realized that he was not wearing gloves and was not prepared for anything.

Forget it, let's wait for someone from the police station to come over.

Trying not to disrupt the scene, I went to other rooms to check it out, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. It's just that in the bathroom, kitchen, balcony, and utility room, a white sack similar to that under the sofa was found.

The sack on the balcony is most noticeable, with some red leaching from the bottom.

It seems that it contains corpse parts.

The murderer of the 920 case has done it again!