"Bang bang bang!"

The quiet morning was broken by a knock on the door, Duan kept rubbing his eyes and opened the door, only to see a man with blond hair, standing anxiously at the door. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, a plot hint flashed in his mind, and Robert Jr. was a mouthy man in the town, whenever something big happened. (PS: The so-called big things, that is, those things that the people in the town don't think of, but are very appealing to Duan Constant.) He should be the only one in the town who takes the initiative to talk to Duan constantly.

After reading the plot prompts, Duan had a certain guess about what happened next, and felt that the so-called "suicide" had happened again.

Little Robert saw Duan constantly coming out, so he couldn't wait to say: "Something big has happened, it's just amazing, God is on top I have never seen such a tragic thing, it's really tragic, unimaginable, lawless ......!"

"Wait!" Duan interrupted little Robert's ramblings at once.

"Getting to the point!"

Little Robert was stunned for a moment, looked at Duan Zhi's gloomy face, and immediately stopped being verbose, and finished describing what he was about to say very quickly, and Duan Zhizhi also understood the general situation.

Here's how it happened, just this morning, when old Connie, who was sweeping the streets, was about to start his day's work, something horrible happened.

What should have been a rather leisurely job has become more cumbersome today, and the ordinary streets are nothing more than dust blown by the night wind, and only a simple sweep can be done.

Because, when Connie Sr. first came here today, he found some blood stains on the street, and Connie Sr. didn't care about it at first.

I thought it was a pig killer who spilled blood on the street, but after he cleaned up the bloodstains, he found that there were some blood stains a few hundred meters away.

This aroused the indignation of old Connie, it is really the world that is not ancient, and now even the fruits of his own labor, the residents of the town do not cherish it, which makes him embarrassed.

Thinking of this, old Connie stepped forward, but as he passed, he found that the whole street was sprinkled with more or less blood.

Old Connie walked along the trail of blood, and suddenly he was even more frightened when he found at the end of the street, some human entrails were scattered on the ground, and not far away, a disemboweled corpse lay on the ground.

This discovery immediately frightened old Connie, and he immediately ran towards the police station, but the police station, which was supposed to be manned, was now open and empty.

Old Connie had no choice but to shout in the streets of the town, and at last, in a burst of complaints, woke up the people who were immersed in the gentleness of his own woman.

Accompanied by everyone, old Connie had the courage to lead everyone to the disembowelmented corpse again.

Under the action of the bold man in the town, the body was flipped over, and this time it was finally clear that the disemboweled man turned out to be Detective Roger.

This can set off an uproar, after Robert Jr. got the news, he secretly felt that things were not simple, and the weird Duan Juan, who always loved to explore problems, should be interested, so he hurriedly ran to Duan Juan's house to ventilate the news.

"Damn murderer!"

Duan constantly scolded in his heart: "I actually stretched out my hand to the police station, the murderer is really lawless and extremely arrogant, is this provoking the majesty of justice?"

Duan didn't have time to wash up, so he ran straight forward, but he ran two steps and stopped, looking back at little Robert.

"What are you still doing, take me to the scene of the crime."

"I'm ......!"

Little Robert said hesitantly: "The scene is too terrifying, I dare not go, I will not go."

"It's really guts."

Little Robert lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at Duan Zhu, but kept muttering something in a low voice.

"Forget it!"

Duan Ji was also helpless, so he could only say: "If you don't dare to go, you won't go, but where is the point of the crime, you should always tell me!"

Duan kept knowing the location, and before he had time to delay for half a minute, he hurriedly ran towards his destination.

When Duan kept running to the scene of the crime, looking at the onlookers, where they were chattering and discussing, from a distance, several police detectives had blocked the location of the crime.

Duan kept stepping forward, watching several detectives preparing to bury Roger's body, and cursed: "Fake!"

"Stop, you all don't touch this body, it's really going to destroy the scene of the crime."

Duan constantly looked angry, and shouted at the police detectives: "You all get out of the way for me, you will only make things worse by doing this, and now who can tell me that this incident is a suicide?" ”

A middle-aged police detective stepped forward and did not expel Duan Zhu, because he had long been accustomed to Duan's continuous interference in the police's handling of cases.

"Duan Zhuzhu, don't shout where first, I know that this matter is strange, but everything is still pending investigation by our police, please don't rush to conclusions."

"Your police investigation?"

Duan continued to have a stunned expression: "This is already the lice on the bald man's head, and this still needs to consider whether he killed or committed suicide?" Have you ever seen someone commit suicide by slitting open their stomach and walking down a street naturally? After their internal organs flow out of their stomachs, people can still walk a distance of several hundred meters, which is really ridiculous. ”

The middle-aged detective also fell silent when he heard Duan's constant arguments. He didn't speak, and neither did the other two detectives, but they stopped preparing to collect Roger's body.

Only these ignorant onlookers were still whispering there, as if they were judging the corpses, and as if they were giggling as if they were watching a play.

Duan kept looking at the scene in front of him, he didn't say anything, he knew in his heart that the townspeople in this town, their minds had been distorted, and the whole town was shrouded in an invisible terror.

This horror is not a series of murders, nor is it some obvious curse, but the indifference and numbness of the human heart.

The people in the town do not feel sad and indignant about the death of their compatriots, but have a mentality that they have nothing to do with themselves, and in addition to this numbness of the spectators.

Duan kept looking at this gloomy town, he really didn't know what to say, originally he just planned to finish the plot here to avoid any mistakes, so that he could successfully advance.

But now, the resentment in his heart was officially aroused by everything in this town, whether it was the real culprit behind these events or the indifferent residents of the town, all of this gave him an inexplicable impulse.

In the end, the detective agreed to Duan's suggestion not to collect the body and allowed Duan to assist the police in the investigation.