"Ahh

But his cellmates were still doing their own thing, and his shouts were like a world away, and they were on the other side, unable to hear them. Zhou Acai shouted in his throat, and still no one heard his shout.

He was really scared, his whole body began to tremble, his legs began to weaken, he held the cell door and slowly slid down, not daring to look at Bai Zhankui's hanging appearance anymore, and kept whispering in his pale lips: "Ghost retaining wall...... Ghost Retaining Wall ...... Ghost Retaining Wall ......"

Bai Zhankui was still half-hanging on the wall, the corners of his mouth were grinning at an abnormal angle, his eyes were wide open, his tongue was long and spit out, and from a distance, he looked like he was not dead, and he looked like he was smiling obediently after a prank.

When Fu Mingrui arrived the next day, the cell head and the jailer in the cell were all standing by the door of Bai Zhankui's cell with their scalps tight, and the people in the cell committed suicide in fear of crime, so naturally they were not good at taking care of them!

"We don't want to be here!"

"We don't want to be here!"

The prisoner's shouts came from the cell where Bai Zhankui was, Bai Zhankui was lying down and committing suicide was weird enough, and his neighbor Zhou Acai was still scared crazy, which was even more cautious.

Those who are locked up here are all guilty, and they are already weak-hearted, and the so-called don't do bad things, and they are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, but which one here is not afraid of ghosts?

The old man has also been darkened recently.

There are many people who commit suicide in prison, but those who can lie down and hang themselves like Bai Zhankui are also the first people in the ages, and they can be described as talents who commit suicide. No matter who hanged himself in that position, he couldn't hold on, and he had already stood up on his own.

And, just this month, it's already the third.

A few days ago, it was Ma Guanqun, who was scared to death by thunder, and Zhou Youfa, who committed suicide by biting his tongue.

Could it be that because this month is a ghost month? It's almost the Midyear Festival, and the ghosts come up to ask for their lives?

Fu Mingrui also had a gloomy face, checked the cell, there was no trace, and it was suicide at first glance. However, Fu Mingrui has handled the case so far, and it is the first time that he can hang himself lying down.

Moreover, no matter how you look at it, Bai Zhankui is smiling at everyone, that smile is particularly weird and terrifying, and it also carries a mockery of the world. What the hell is he laughing at? What is he mocking?

Bai Zhankui's unpretentious smile made the hunters who were used to seeing broken corpses also feel furious, and they all looked at each other in a hurry, and then they no longer looked at Bai Zhankui's wide open eyes.

Fu Mingrui waved his hand, and immediately untied Bai Zhankui and flattened it. I wanted to close his eyes, but I couldn't close them. That smile seemed to be fixed on his face, and it couldn't be erased.

He stepped forward to perform an autopsy, and after carefully examining it for a while, Fu Mingrui nodded: "It's hanging." "All the traces are too obvious, Bai Zhankui's body is clean, there are no other external injuries, just a strangulation mark on his neck. It can be said that the body is too clean, and there is not even the slightest trace of struggle.

Some hanged people, he will instinctively struggle because of the pain, sometimes scratching the skin on the neck, so after death there will be another scratch on the neck, there will be dandruff and blood stains in the nails, and the fingers will not be bent straight, maintaining the form of struggle before death. But none of these are on Bai Zhankui.

Although he made a decision, he was also muttering in his heart, this Bai Zhankui's death was too "strange".

Fu Mingrui immediately scolded the cell boss Lao Wang: "Lao Wang! How could you not find out that such a big living person was hanged?" This hanged person moved very quietly, and last night was not like the night when Ma Guanqun died, the lightning and thunder roared, it was very quiet, how could the jailer not notice it at all? Although Fu Mingrui was stern, he did not blame, because he knew that Lao Wang had always been responsible, and there must be some strange and reason for this.

Lao Wang also gritted his teeth and was annoyed, why didn't he find out?

On the night when Ma Guanqun and Zhou Youfa committed suicide, even if the lightning flashed and thundered, his old king found out. It's just that Ma Guanqun was scared to death and there was no way to recover, and Zhou Youfa couldn't be treated because of excessive blood loss. But this hanging, there is a period of time, if it is found in time, it can naturally be rescued.

"Adults, small, villains think, no wonder the cell boss. Zhang Wang, the jailer who was on night duty with Lao Wang last night, said tremblingly that he was young and dared to say something if he had something to say.

Fu Mingrui looked at Zhang Wang sternly: "You can talk about it." ”

Zhang Wang's face turned a little pale and pointed to Zhou Acai, who was curled up in fright: "When we found out, Zhou Acai next door said that he shouted, but we didn't hear it, he said it was ......" Zhang Wang had goosebumps all over his body, looked left and right with some fear, and lowered his voice, "Ghost retaining wall...... Because the ghost retains the wall...... So...... We can't hear ......."

"Nonsense!" Before Fu Mingrui could speak, Zhao Chengcheng beside him shouted, Zhao Cheng was strong and mighty, and at first glance he was Tiangang's righteous qi protector, and he spoke even more in an urn voice, "Where did the ghost come from! I think you have a ghost in your heart! I was lazy last night!"

Lao Wang and Zhang Wang immediately knelt down: "My lord, we really don't!" Lao Wang patted his chest, "My lord, you know me, I am by no means that kind of person, Xiao Wang came to prison, and he is also very responsible, taking adults as an example, Xiao Wang and I really have been on duty last night, but ...... There is indeed something strange happening, that is, it is a hot day and suddenly ...... The temperature in the prison has dropped...... "Lao Wang didn't dare to say any more, "If the adults must blame, please blame me alone, I am an old man, and I will shoulder this responsibility!"

Zhang Wang looked at Lao Wang gratefully and adoringly, and just wanted to say that he came to carry it, but was stopped by Lao Wang. Lao Wang is the head of the cell, he has been doing it for decades, and even before Fu Mingrui entered the Eight Doors, he was looking at the Eight Doors Prison, which can be described as the patriarch of the Eight Doors. He will carry it, and at most he will be punished with silver.

But Zhang Wang is still a young man of seventeen or eighteen, he has just been divided into eight doors, and he is a newcomer, if he carries it, he will lose his job. This is outside, and it is even more difficult to find a tolerance.

If it was original, Fu Mingrui would definitely not believe in those strange things. But now, it's different. He twisted his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Cheng: "The case was closed with Bai Zhankui committing suicide in prison." ”

Zhao Cheng didn't have any doubts, because all this in front of him seemed obvious to him. Bai Zhankui killed his parents, the crime was extremely heinous, and he committed suicide in fear of crime, and there was no suspense. It's just that suicide is really cheap for this brute.

Zhao Cheng took out a pen and paper and recorded it simply. Halfway through the book, he asked, "What was the approximate time of death?"

Lao Wang and the others found the body this morning, so if Bai Zhankui died last night, it would be considered yesterday, and if he died after the son, it should be regarded as today. Here, you can't be half random.

He pinched the corpse and looked at the corpse spots: "It was last night, probably between unitary time and midnight time." ”

Zhao Cheng recorded: "Last night...... That is the year of Gengzi, July 28. ”

"What did you say?" Fu Mingrui looked at Zhao Cheng, "July 28?"

Zhao Cheng looked at Fu Mingrui suspiciously: "Yes, July 28th, what's wrong?"

Fu Mingrui turned his face sideways and said in a low voice: "It's nothing." But in his dark eyes, there were dark clouds.

July 28 is the day when Bai Zhankui and his wife, Yu Huanting, got married......