Chapter 141 The Meaning of Symbols
"You didn't say just now that Hongling didn't have a pupil, it's not that you didn't notice it, right. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info "When there was no one around, I had to ask him about it, because I didn't believe that Xiao Jue didn't notice the strangeness of Hongling's corpse just because he couldn't see it with his eyes.
Just now, when Hongling's body was being carried past me, I felt that her eyes were a little too swollen, so I stopped the person carrying the body. When I stepped forward to open the eyelids of the corpse, I suddenly became stupid, because Hongling's eyes had no pupils, only the whites of the eyes...... It was so terrifying that I screamed unconsciously.
I've never seen a dead person without Hitomi.
After death, the pupils dilate because the pupils are made up of a large number of nerve fibers that are innervated by the brain. Once a person dies, the nerve fibers lose effective control, and there is a slump.
But there is no pupil like Hongling...... It's really the first time I've seen it, it's like an immersive horror movie, and at that moment, I was really scared to the point that my soul was about to pop out.
"Huo Xi." Xiao Jue seemed to have spoken after careful consideration, his face was gloomy, obviously because of the seriousness of the matter. "The case you're investigating now ......"
I think I know what he's going to say, the corners of his mouth are unconsciously concave inward, so the muscles of his jaw are obvious, and it's his hesitant reaction; He pursed his mouth a total of four times before and after speaking, indicating that he was hesitant to tell me something these four times, but he didn't say it, he chose to hide it after thinking about it, just in time to match the state of his jaw muscle line; His fingers were white, and he had been tapping on the wheelchair since he entered the room, indicating that his mind was focused elsewhere, so he was not aware that the movements of his hands were extremely unnatural; He straightens his upper body unusually straight because he is nervous, a posture that is more common in the defensive of people who sit, and because they are overly focused on what they feel, and it is an instinctive reaction when people are under pressure that is higher than they have estimated. Just like when a person is carrying a heavy object on his shoulder, although the person's posture is generally leaning forward, his upper body is exerting, and the weight on his shoulder will make him lower his body, which is the instinctive protection of the body. And when a person does not have an actual weight on his shoulders, but instinctively bears too much pressure on himself, his body straightens up and does not lean forward...... This is the reaction of Xiao Jue's current physical state.
Before he could say what he was going to say, I had already guessed that he was trying to persuade me to stop the investigation of the case.
"Xiao Jue, Hongling's death should be more than just a separate case, right?" I used one sentence, and it only took one sentence to dismantle his desire to persuade me to give up. After I saw that his mind changed, I gradually said, "Just like five years ago, the murderer left a symbol in the prison, which is still different from the symbol that Hongling left on the coarse cloth before, and the symbol that we detected, but I vaguely feel that today's symbol should be related to the symbols left at the scene of the crime five years ago." Now that the murderer has started a new killing, will he stop there? …… He won't. Xiao Jue, he will definitely design, get rid of me like Xiyue, if I want to stop his killing, then before he kills me, unravel his identity hidden in the crowd, and pull this murderer out of the crowd. is the safest. ”
Now that a new killing has begun, the symbol that represents him must have had another meaning. Every murderer who leaves a mark at the scene of the crime, that symbol must have a specific meaning, just like the signature left by the murderer at the scene, most of which has a provocative meaning. The sins they have committed, since they have begun, will not end easily, and when we are afraid, they hide in the shadows, laughing, laughing, just as all the people who are feared in the case are their dolls, and they proudly appreciate the fear, the fright, the loss of control, and so on displayed by these people. Then, they will commit a second case......
"Huo Xi, you will die." In the depths of Xiao Jue's voice, there was a secret emotion trembling.
Since I knew him, I had never seen him scared, and I had never seen anything that could affect him, except for Shioduk.
"Is it because of the tide moon that scared you? It's been five years, and this kind of thing has happened again, so even the past that hides you deep in the depths of your memories is also recalled? Five years from now, you'll still be terrified by the pain you felt when you lost Shigetsuki, right? "I thought, I'm not that sensible, maybe I also have some dark corners of my heart, which are evoked in the moment of fear, childhood nightmares, or even some unbearable experiences...... I'm scared too. But now, I had to calm myself completely, for this murderer, who was hiding in the shadows, aroused my greatest interest, and I was thrilled by the moment when I pulled him out with my own hands, after waiting for his artistic killing.
The case five years ago aroused Gao Tao's fear and Xiao Jue's fear...... Two of my friends around me were in a mess because of his presence, and the people who could help me were already panicking. Therefore, I have to calm down even more at this time.
"Huo Xi......" Xiao Jue faintly called my name, like a cry for help after falling into a deep valley.
He took a deep breath and exhaled softly, without a sound. Such a reaction just confirmed my suspicion of his fear.
"Don't worry." I can still chuckle out loud, because now I am very excited, and I don't feel the slightest fear because of the murderer who is hiding, the crime after five years, maybe I feel it too, but the excitement makes me more unbearable than fear. But I must appease Xiao Jue, otherwise the trauma of memories will have a serious impact on his life, "Xiao Jue, I am your good friend, Huo Xi." It's not the lover who left you five years ago, Xiyue. Do you know the difference between me and Shioyue? ”
Xiao Jue was silent, the impact of this murder on him was far beyond what I had estimated.
"I'm crazier than Shiozuki, crazier than the murderer." After saying this sentence with a smile, he took a breath and gradually became serious. "You can rest here first, and by the way, think about the question I just asked you. Also think about it, what is the biggest blow that Shiozuki's death brought you, if you don't figure it out, you will live in the shadow of losing Shioyue for the rest of your life. Leave the murderer's business to me, women in 5,000 years have an even more outstanding characteristic, that is, we have a social capacity that is not inferior to that of men. ”
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This is the place to be.
Hongling was in this position in the prison at that time, and was not found by the guards until some time after she died.
I went into the cell, sat down where Hongling had fallen and died, and tried to mimic what she would have looked like she was dead. That's right, this is the pose...... But I don't have a rope, and even if I have straw at hand, I don't knot it into a rope like they do. However, in order to restore the scene, I had to grab a handful of straw, twist it even if it was a rope, and then strangle it around my neck.
After a day and a night, the original damp straw in this prison has dried up a lot, but the smell is still there, the damp fishy smell. So when the rope was wrapped around my neck, the smell stimulated my senses so strongly that it made it difficult for me to get involved in the role.
This taste...... It's too strong. Originally, when I smelled it in the prison, it was already the kind of smell that I subconsciously frowned on, but when I wrapped it around my neck, it was even more unbearable.
It smells terrible.
But how did Hongling endure such a taste and commit suicide?! Is it because she only wants to die? So you can't take care of so much at all? I took a deep breath and hypnotized myself into not being able to smell the smell that made me almost gag.
Why did she die on that day?
Just because, that day the prison smelled bad, and then the guards asked the slaves to change the hay in the prison? But the grass is not dry, and the smell of the grass is not necessarily better than the smell, so the barren argument is obviously not true. The damp dead grass turned out to be the murder weapon of Hongling's suicide......
I lay down in the corner as if Hongling had been found dead, and then crossed the two ends of the "straw rope" from the front of my neck and tightened my neck a little harder...... It's an awkward position.
Unless she didn't lie in the haystack like this at first, but sitting.
I sat up again, tried the direction of the fall a few more times, and finally determined which wall Hongling was facing, strangled myself and then fell...... Just as I repeated her and tightened my neck, I looked up...... I saw the symbol that came into view, and it was carved into a position where I could sit and look at it......
This symbol! It is by no means engraved in this position by accident!
Someone deliberately carved the symbol here!
Because this symbol has a subtlety that makes people's vision sink into it, and then slowly, the subconscious enters a dormant state. Then, it's very sleepy...... It's sleepy......
No, no! This symbol is hypnotizing the dead!
However, when I became alert, I realized that I could not take my eyes off it.
How so...... It was as if I had completely lost control of my hands, or I could say that I couldn't feel them at all. And in the process of my consciousness gradually falling, I only felt that I was getting more and more out of breath......
Getting...... I could clearly feel the feeling of the casually twisted straw rope on my neck, the ridged withered grass pierced the soft skin on my neck, it hurt, the straw rope twisted the delicate skin on my neck between the two strands, and pulled it hard, as if it was going to be torn apart......
It hurts, it hurts......
"Master, didn't you tell you not to come and see me?"
Before I completely lost my consciousness, in a trance, I seemed to hear Hongling's voice. (To be continued.) )