The running disc buzzed in the computer, but it was quickly drowned out by the sweet moans pouring out of the computer, and the sound alone showed how beautiful the picture was. The black hair is like a waterfall, but it still can't cover the woman's white skin.

The beautiful face of the woman and the flattering look of falling into desire are enough to make every man's blood swell. Compared with the hot picture, Du Yapeng's heart hanging in the air at this time fell directly to the bottom of the valley and fell to pieces, no one knows this woman who straddles the ups and downs of "a piece of fat" - his stepmother, and no one knows what happened next better than him.

However, to Du Yapeng's surprise, the picture was suddenly switched to the scene of the car accident, a black Jetta crashed into the roadside guardrail, and the body was pierced by the guardrail from front to back. The situation in the car cannot be judged from the video alone, so it is needless to say that the identity of the perpetrator is unknown, but the car itself was very rare at the time, and the license plate number directly exposed the identity of the perpetrator.

Then the roaring ambulance arrived, and when the staff carried out the people in the car, no, maybe it should be called a bloody corpse, Du Yapeng let out a hearty laugh that he had never had before. It cannot be denied that for many murderers, the pleasure of reliving the scene of a murder is no less than a harmonious and pleasant sex. In particular, Du Yapeng, who was cautious at the time, did not approach the scene, and the identity of the perpetrator was special, and the specific circumstances were sealed in the archives of the police station.

Of course, there will be no good mood after the pleasure. Often, pleasure is followed by endless emptiness, which may be why most men are willing to smoke after the fact. Of course, Du Yapeng's side is also without exception, after the small climax, he once again fell into the abyss of fear, because no one knows better than him how leaky that murder is, and everything that is hooked to the prey is in his own plan, and how this video appeared made Du Yapeng puzzled.

However, then he was attacked by the constantly jumping images, and he completely lost the ability to think. First, I saw that the right hand that had been blown up and was yellowed and covered with blisters hung weakly to the side, and only Gu Xiaoxiao, who was lonely and fighting with the left hand that was burned by smoke, trembled and poured the white powder into the pot and stirred it with difficulty.

After that, the squeak once again aroused Du Yapeng's heart, looking at the puppet slowly walking outside the door, a bad premonition came like a tide again, he was too hurried and didn't care about the large doll, but now it seems that both the action and the walking posture are very similar to that person.

Du Yapeng, who has always been inclined to reverse the predicament by himself, silently worships the evil gods of all walks of life, praying that person not to take off his head hat, but the evil gods of all walks of life happen to be on holiday. I've seen him who gets up all night to cover the children with gentle and considerate clothes, and I've seen him who is a cute scoundrel in his bed, but I've never seen him like this - a hideous face, cold and cruel, all the time proving that he is Satan from hell.

The pain of suffocation, and the sweatshirts soaked in cold sweat were all laughing at Du Yapeng's defeat. At this point, Du Yapeng, who was lying on the "chopping board", understood that he once thought he had the ability to cover the sky with one hand, but in fact, he couldn't do anything at all.

"At least for now, it seems that the other party is not on the side of the police, and there may be a glimmer of hope," Du Yapeng comforted himself. With the last glimmer of hope, I opened the only file in the USB.

A "boom" sound exploded in Du Yapeng's ears unexpectedly, spreading to his heart, and the pain of tearing made him sit up. The memories of the battle were not over yet, but the sense of guilt and powerlessness came one after another with weapons, Du Yapeng was overwhelmed, tearing his scalp in despair, and whimpering in a low voice.

Suddenly, his shoulders were heavy, and he turned his head suddenly, and a soft and numb touch hit the tip of his heart.

Realizing who the softness he touched came from, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, and the person who was touched was even more startled and secretly glad that in the dark night, no one could see his burning cheeks.

Du Yapeng coughed dryly, trying to dissolve the embarrassment scattered in the air. "What? I'm just sleeping next to you, so excited. I know I'm handsome, but ... ”

"Shut up." Du Yapeng knew that Du Yafeng was starting to get sick again, so he simply ignored it and buried his head in the quilt.

Du Yafeng touched his nose helplessly, also lay down, and hugged Du Yapeng by the way, Du Yapeng, who was startled by the sudden hug, almost wanted to jump up, but was suppressed by Du Yafeng, and just wanted to go crazy but was extinguished by the coquettish tone behind him.

"Just hug it, okay?" I had nightmares and was scared. Regarding the behavior of being soft-hearted as long as he faces Du Yafeng's coquettishness, Du Yapeng has already spit on himself in his heart more than 10,000 times.

What made Du Yapeng even more disgusted was that he felt a trace of peace of mind and peace in Du Yafeng's arms, and he fell asleep without a cup of tea. In addition to the even sound of breathing in the room, there was also the murmur of Dua wind, which was unreal.