Chapter 20: Fragmentation
Tears slipped from the corners of Ji Chen's eyes and seeped into the white pillow.
The hustle and bustle of the bun shop.
"Shhhh
Spit out a mouthful of buns, Xiao Ning's eyebrows tightened slightly, and there was an extra bone in the corner of the table full of oil, which was mixed with blood.
"You, why are you spitting it out?" Ah Song, who was sitting opposite Xiao Ning, looked pity, and his hands were eager to try, eager to pick up the bone and put it in his mouth.
"I can't eat it." The faint voice was even clearer in the noisy environment, and the proprietress and the boss still talked as before.
Ah Song quickly forgot about the bone and continued the conversation about Amin.
"He's so good, people call me stupid, but I can remember him completely when he was born, small, wrinkled, like a little monkey." The voice stopped abruptly, and Ah Song swallowed the bun in a panic, "He's a little monkey, am I an old monkey?" ”
Xiao Ning's vision behind the heavy glasses was deep and complicated, and the chattering Ah Song in front of him made him feel embarrassed, not irritability, but heartache.
He understood why Ji Chen chose Ah Ming, which the sixteen-year-old child was absolutely unwilling to admit.
Eat one's heart out.
Jealous of Ah Ming's stupid father, who loves him, and despite his cold-bloodedness, he is still a child who longs for the love of his family.
"A person who does not honor his parents is definitely not a good person, you think about it, even his parents don't love him, how can he love the world?"
This sentence was said by the short and fat bald head teacher when Xiao Ning was in high school. It is difficult to prove whether it is correct or not, but on the other hand, a person who does not even love his parents must feel abandoned by the world.
Squeak.
A black shadow suddenly fell from the plane tree, and the cicada let out the last wail of its life and swayed down on the transparent glass.
......
Time passed slowly, and I woke up early in the morning, and the autumn frost on the leaves became heavier and heavier day by day.
Ji Chen happened to be 16 years old not long ago, and there is no possibility of probation for his crimes, and the death sentence is determined to be carried out next spring.
In the huge conference room, there were many panicked faces talking.
Zhou Qing's face was expressionless, and the deep and sharp eyes above his beard were like wild wolves coming down the mountain in winter, coldly scanning everyone in the room.
Money, gone.
Ji Chen's 500,000 yuan seemed to have evaporated from the world, completely gone.
However, after investigation, Ji Chen had not been to other places, and after thinking about it, Zhou Qing came to a bold and terrifying conclusion - there were ghosts in the bureau.
Linked to Song Yi stealing milk jade beads from the bureau before, this speculation was once again confirmed, and the more Zhou Qing thought about it, the more he felt a chill down his spine, so he planned to hold a meeting to interrogate.
The wall clock on the wall had ceased to be in use many years ago, and the hour hand under a thick layer of ash had stopped forever, and in a few moments the atmosphere in the conference room had become scorching.
Can't see it, you can't see anything.
In fact, Zhou Qing also knows that even if everyone in the bureau is interrogated one-on-one, it is difficult to find the answer. But as long as that person existed, he was like a fish in his throat, but in a few days, he suddenly realized that he was on a cliff, and the person who brought him here was behind him.
I really couldn't find an answer, and dragging it out like this would only affect the efficiency of the case, so Zhou Qing had to wave his hand and squeeze out with difficulty: "The meeting was dismissed." ”
"Team Zhou, what's wrong?"
"Who knows, menopause is coming."
"It's inexplicable, this old fox won't hold any bad water."
......
Among the policemen who complained while walking, a slight chuckle was on their faces, but there was a coldness in their eyes.
Zhou Qing, the days are still long.
The wind blew over the city, and the heavy clouds covered the first quarter moon tightly, and countless tall trees shadowed each other, and the sound of the leaves rubbing seemed to be hidden behind them, casting malicious glances.
Cold sweat slid down Xiao Ning's back, and he pushed the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose, his wet palm trembling slightly.
Putting his hand in his pocket, he was about to take out his mobile phone to look at the time, the empty touch came from his fingertips, Xiao Ning's face changed suddenly, and his eyes fell on the deep woods not far away.
The gloomy cold wind hit him, and there was a sound like a tidal wave in the woods where the leaves had not yet completely withered, Xiao Ning swallowed his saliva, his eyes were like a mouse in a cage, and he looked around vigilantly and vigilantly.
No, a trace of horror crossed his pale face, Xiao Ning shook his head, there was more than the sound of the wind blowing leaves.
His slender legs changed rapidly, and deep in the dark and dead woods, the whole world was only a little starlight overhead, and there seemed to be countless invisible faces around him, smiling sarcastically at him.
I can't escape—someone seems to have said that.
The clouds rolled over, and the hazy moonlight sprinkled down, Xiao Ning paused with relief and gasped violently.
"Hmm......"
The screams were finally choked in his throat, his pale knuckles tightly covering his mouth, and Xiao Ning desperately kept himself from making any noise.
Mouth, ears, thighs, soles of feet......
In the dim light, it was impossible to tell whether there was scarlet blood in the broken mouth, but just looking at it like this, Xiao Ning felt a fishy sweetness in his throat and eyes, and there was a rancid breath from his nose.
All of them were separated, his teeth and lips kept trembling, Xiao Ning was almost unable to restrain himself, what a perverted person would be to separate the corpse little by little, and put it into such a terrifying and weird scene in front of him.
The vaguely outlined organs were nailed to several trees about three meters away from Xiao Ning, and the overly scattered state brought an inhuman illusion, with a round abdominal cavity in the center leaning in front of an extraordinarily tall tree, and the equally round head resting in the sliced belly.
"Eyes....... My eyes ......"
The voice of grumbling sounded, Xiao Ning took a few steps back, and he suddenly knew what the sound he had just heard was - the moaning of people!
Eyes full of fear stared at the head wrapped in the abdomen, and the body seemed to be exhausted for many days, exhausted, and cold.
Suddenly, the eyes of the head opened suddenly, and the two black holes looked blankly in Xiao Ning's direction.
With his mouth wide open, Xiao Ning desperately breathed in the air that had become dirty, and he wanted to run away, but the two black holes were like Medusa's pupils, and when his eyes came, people couldn't move a bit.
"Eye...... The eyes are there. Struggling to spit out a few words, Xiao Ning trembled and stretched out his index finger, pointing to the arms on either side of his abdomen.
The rounded black and white sphere is one on each side, and it is held securely by the palms of two hands......
The bloody head was corroded by gastric juice, and the outline of the face could no longer be seen, and "he" twitched, and a low smile came out from the broken vocal cords.
There was a soft, cold touch on the shoulder......