The county seat is not big, and Xing Yuan didn't have much effort to find out all the insurance companies. The surname Geng is rare, which helps Xing Yuan narrow the scope of his search. At noon, Xing Yuan had already appeared in Xiao Geng's unit.

"Xiao Geng? You should be looking for Geng Tingwei, right? We have a salesman surnamed Geng. Xiao Zhao, a salesman of an insurance company, replied to Xing Yuan.

"It should be, he's not tall, and his face is like ashes."

"It's really not tall, you said that your face is like ashes, but no, Geng Tingwei's face is quite ruddy. Oh yes, he called in sick last month and is still on vacation. ”

"What kind of illness does he have after taking such a long leave?"

"I don't know, our small company, the management is not so strict, you don't want a base salary, you can take as long as you want to take leave, and no one will ask. I said, comrade policeman, this kid can't do anything, right? ”

"No, he didn't do anything, but there was a case I wanted to consult with him to see if I could get some clues."

"Park wreck?"

"You don't have to ask about this, do any of you know where Geng Tingwei's home is?"

"Oh, I know this, I helped him rent the house at the beginning, at No. 11 Jinghua Hutong, the mouth of the alley is a little narrow and difficult to find, but there is a bun shop at the mouth of the alley, and if you find the bun shop, you will find his alley."

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation, if Geng Tingwei comes to the company, please contact me, this is my contact information." Xing Yuan left a note with a phone number, turned around and ran to Jinghua Hutong.

The mouth of the alley is really hard to find, and the steamed bun shop is actually not conspicuous, but the smell coming from the steamed bun shop has attracted Xing Yuan's attention from afar. But this smell, like coming out of hell, made Xing Yuan nauseous, fortunately he didn't eat at noon, otherwise Xing Yuan would not have vomited at this time.

After settling down, Xing Yuan walked towards the entrance of Jinghua Hutong, which was guarded by the bun shop. But every time Xing Yuan took a step closer, he would feel an inexplicable pressure getting heavier and heavier, and the devil's laughter and the painful howl of a large group of dead souls seemed to sound in his ears.

Xing Yuan shook his head vigorously, walked quickly to the mouth of the alley, and when he passed by the door of the bun shop, Xing Yuan unconsciously looked in, the door was open, there was no one inside, and the kitchen was neatly placed with all kinds of tools for making buns, neat and clean, and it could even be said to be spotless, I don't know how many times cleaner than the so-called five-star hotels. But I don't know why, there is a smell like hell in the bun shop, which makes Xing Yuan extremely uncomfortable, but the more uncomfortable it is, the more it seems that there is a mysterious force that pushes Xing Yuan into the door.

Entering the kitchen, a murderous aura instantly attacked from behind Xing Yuan, and out of instinctive reaction, Xing Yuan quickly turned around and made a defensive posture! However, there was nothing, just that the walls on both sides of the gate were full of knives of all sizes, large and small, and the blades of the kitchen knives shot out chills, and Xing Yuan felt that his skin and flesh were being cut off by these kitchen knives piece by piece.

Xing Yuan wondered, is it necessary to prepare so many kitchen knives for making buns? While thinking, his eyes stayed on the largest kitchen knife, the blade surface of this knife was really smooth, smooth like a mirror, Xing Yuan could even see his face from this "knife mirror", and a pair of sharp, weird, fierce, yellow eyes behind him!

"Huh?!"

Xing Yuan was startled, and immediately turned around, facing each other almost against a person's body, Xing Yuan took a step back in horror, and only then did he see the person in front of him clearly.

Strange man, with a thin build, long hair with a pair of eagle-like eyes behind the long hair, about thirty years old, with an apron on his body. Undoubtedly, it should be the owner of this steamed bun shop.

"Are you buying-bag-child-?" The strange man asked word by word, his voice a little ethereal.

"Oh no, I was just passing through here and coming in to inquire about something." Xing Yuan responded, at this time, Xing Yuan pretended to be calm on the surface, but in fact, he was extremely frightened in his heart, when did this strange man appear behind him, how could he not make a sound at all? Moreover, his eyes are exactly the same as those of Li Decai's son in the commissary and Geng Tingwei of the insurance company.

"What-what?" The strange man still asked word for word.

"Your neighbor, Geng Tingwei, do you know each other?" Xing Yuan's breathing was a little short.

The strange man didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on Xing Yuan.

"He lives at No. 11 in this alley, sells insurance, everyone calls him Xiao Geng, you open a bun shop, you should see him every day." Xing Yuan asked, beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.

"I-please-you-eat buns." The strange man said coldly.

"Thank you for your kindness, I'm really not hungry." Xing Yuan said breathlessly, the kitchen and the strange man in front of him formed a huge sense of oppression, Xing Yuan was already having difficulty breathing.

Gotta get out of here.

Xing Yuan didn't even have time to say goodbye, turned around and rushed out of the bun shop, flashed into the alley next to him, supported the wall with his left hand, covered his chest with his right hand, and breathed in a big gulp.

After stabilizing his mind and recovering his strength, Xing Yuan felt that there was something wrong with this bun shop, so he didn't dare to enter it again for a while, and the strange man didn't follow, so Xing Yuan walked to No. 11 Jinghua Hutong - Geng Tingwei's home.

Xing Yuan looked forward as he walked, and the silent alley was narrow and long, and there were hardly a few families still living here. Even in the daytime, this alley still gives people a sense of slaughter, cold and lonely.

When the 11th arrived, Xing Yuan knocked on the door and did not respond. A little regretful, Xing Yuan turned around and wanted to leave, but he caught a glimpse of a bright light in the room, no sunlight shining in, the room was extremely dark, where did this light come from? Xing Yuan leaned on the window and half-squinted, concentrating his eyes to look inside.

There is a back door in the house, and the light shines in through the back door. If you look closely, the space at the back door is a small courtyard, scattered with a few clothes hanging to dry: a white shirt, jeans, a suit, a tie, and a strange yellow costume that looks like a one-piece.

Why does this dress feel weird?

Because it was too humanoid, and its color was also very similar to human skin, Xing Yuan lowered his head and smiled, secretly wondering who would wear such ugly clothes on the street? Since Geng Tingwei is not here, let's leave this gloomy Jinghua Hutong first.

"Oh, no!" Xing Yuan, who had just walked a few steps away, involuntarily shouted loudly, "That 'one-piece suit' with the same color as human skin is oozing bright red liquid down!" Where is the one-piece suit, it is clearly a human skin! ”

Xing Yuan leaned towards the window again and looked in, that's right, it's human skin! Bright red blood dripped into a swamp on the ground in the courtyard, devouring all kinds of insects that followed the smell of blood.

Xing Yuan, a newcomer to the police world, was completely shocked into a stone at this moment, and his bloodshot eyeballs looked like they were about to fall out.

"The case of the sinking of the corpse at the bottom of the lake in the park", the murderer is Geng Tingwei!

Xing Yuan, who came back to his senses a little, took out his mobile phone with a trembling right hand, and rummaged through the communication for the phone number of captain Wang Liansheng.

Probably out of excessive panic, Xing Yuan didn't realize that a murderous figure suddenly appeared next to him, blocking the only exit direction of the alley. Xing Yuan lowered his head and squinted, leather shoes, trousers, white shirt, fruit knife...... Looking up further,

A bloodless face like a dead man, a pair of fierce and weird eyes with yellow light - Geng Tingwei!

Realizing the danger, Xing Yuan subconsciously made the action of pulling out the gun, but the gun was gone!

Just in the thousandth of a second when Xing Yuan was confused, Geng Tingwei raised his fruit knife and stabbed straight at Xing Yuan. Fortunately, Xing Yuan's years of hard training at the police academy have made his body faster than his brain when facing danger, and he will spontaneously exercise to avoid danger.

This knife did not stab Xing Yuan's vital point, after all, the distance was too close, although the body dodged, but the knife still stabbed into Xing Yuan's left lower abdomen, and the mobile phone in his hand fell to the side.

The pain made Xing Yuan sober up instantly, and the results of the police academy training also broke out at this moment: Xing Yuan held Geng Tingwei's wrist holding the knife with his left hand, so as not to be disemboweled, and his right foot exerted force to the ground, twisted his waist forward, and hit Geng Tingwei's jaw with a right hook, causing his body to suddenly lose its center of gravity, and the hand holding the knife was released. Xing Yuan didn't care about the wound, took advantage of the momentum to attack, and hit Geng Tingwei's temple with another heavy right elbow blow, Geng Tingwei hit the wall directly, and the huge rebound force made Geng Tingwei fall to the ground.

This set of counterattacks, for a normal person, must have fallen to the ground and been completely subdued. However, Geng Tingwei stood up slowly, although his nose was blue and his face was swollen, he looked like he had never been injured, and he stood straight in front of Xing Yuan, still murderous.

Xing Yuan's counterattack was too violent, and blood gushed out from the wound. Due to excessive blood loss, Xing Yuan's consciousness began to blur, and he was already reluctant to stand up. Although Geng Tingwei has temporarily lost the murder weapon, for Xing Yuan at this moment, Geng Tingwei in front of him is still a huge threat.

What to do?

No matter how Xing Yuan's brain spun, he couldn't stop Geng Tingwei from walking towards him step by step.

Is that the end of it?

Xing Yuan finally couldn't support his body and collapsed to the ground.

Xing Yuan tried his best to stay awake, and in the blurred and dim vision, Xing Yuan saw that a white meat bag was suddenly thrown at Geng Tingwei's feet, and Geng Tingwei immediately lay on the ground like a drug addict who had endured drug addiction for a long time, and carefully picked up the meat bag like a treasure. Xing Yuan saw that Geng Tingwei's eyes glowing with yellow light began to redden, blood-colored red, and saliva couldn't stop flowing out of his mouth.

Suddenly, Geng Tingwei found that Xing Yuan was barely staring at him with his eyes open, and stared at Xing Yuan viciously for a while, as if a warning, and then got up and left quickly.

Silence returned to the alley, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Xing Yuan's right hand, which was about to lose consciousness, touched a cold thing, a mobile phone! Xing Yuan rolled his eyes and glanced at it, the screen was still on, and there was a familiar name on the address book: Wang Liansheng.

With the last of his strength, Xing Yuan's ring finger touched the green key.