The murderer fell from the sky.

The owners on the 9th floor were too welcoming. Why do you run into her every time?

There will not be so many accidents in life, premeditated and necessarily the same thing.

There must be something wrong with her.

The resentment in the stairwell was provided by her, and Mrs. Liu's door was knocked on by her.

The most important thing is that she guides Luo Bo's thinking, the way of thinking of Mrs. Liu's family, opposite, repulsive, lonely, and incompatible.

Robb got up and left the diner, and Biri suddenly remembered that he had no money to pay the bill.

Timidly wailed, a faint voice came from beside him, "Don't pretend to be forced? ”

Bi Rui shuddered, and his wailing turned into sobbing.

Robb ran to the Jing'an community as fast as he could.

Ninth floor.

Fang Xiaonan opened the door, Luo Bo's hand was like an iron hoop, his arm was like a stick, pinching the other party's throat and pressing her against the wall.

"Tell me, where is Shu Yihui?"

Fang Xiaonan gently stroked his arm, her eyes were full of tenderness, "She went to reunite." ”

Luo Bo added a little strength to his hand, Fang Xiaonan's face turned pale, and her eyes bulged slightly, "You still found me, haha, she's dead." ”

"Where's the body?" Rob was a little dizzy, and his nails penetrated into the other man's neck.

Fang Xiaonan didn't struggle, her eyes were closed as if she was enjoying the pain, "I ate it, it's delicious!" ”

"Where's the corpse?"

Fang Xiaonan wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself, Luo Bo easily removed her mandible, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she said the last two words vaguely.

"Mom!"

Mom? What does this mean, the ordinary woman in front of her said these two words.

She "fell from the sky", and she died "silently".

"Mom"?

Robb held his head.

"Dead?" "Eaten by her?"

It couldn't be, Robb turned her house upside down and found nothing.

She seems to have come down from the fourteenth floor.

"Granny Fang?"

An old man, there is no connection.

Fang Xiaonan, Granny Fang?

Mom?

The corpse is on the thirteenth floor!

Murderer!

Out of thin air!

Luo Bo's heart tightened, he ignored the police's obstruction, and came to Mrs. Liu's house on the thirteenth floor.

Corpses on the balcony!

He looked upstairs on the balcony. It's not closed, it's a cut off from here.

You can just throw things down.

Including corpses.

and even planted to divert attention.

Robb went to the fourteenth floor again, and without knocking, he was ready to break in.

Granny Fang was holding a knife, she didn't want to kill Shu Yihui, a perfect wax figure, there could be no flaws, so let's suffocate to death.

Wet cloth, plastic bag, all of them, make the body perfect, she gently put a towel dipped in water on Shu Yihui's face.

It's so good-looking, for example, everyone Xiaonan found is good-looking.

His own man must like his daughter to be so good-looking, and Fang Xiaonan is also good-looking, why is it becoming more and more ordinary.

Not like her father, not like her vixen mother.

Instead, like yourself.

Incredible.

She pressed Shu Yihui's head against the back of the chair and leaned back.

"It's a little uncomfortable, the baby endures it, and it'll be fine soon!"

"You old pervert, don't you know he doesn't love you?"

"Shut up!" Granny Fang said viciously.

"Whether he loves me or not, he's with me."

She brought the wax figure out of the closet again, and tapped the white candle with her shriveled fingers, revealing only a dried corpse.

She pulled out all the candles and hugged the skeleton wrapped in only dark skin, "You say, do you love me or not?" ”

"You say? You say! ”

"It's all dead, how to say, if he loves you, he will die, but he is afraid of you and tired of you, so he would rather die."

"Shut up for me, you're all so vicious, you're all jealous, you're all wicked."

The wet towel was applied to Shu Yihui's face, and Granny Fang took one last look at her, "Don't worry, soon!" ”

The soft towel, without a single gap, fits perfectly on Shu Yihui's face, "Relax, you will have dilated pupils and pores later, I will drip hot wax on your face before your body stiffens, it will make your expression more vivid, perfect pain, perfect face, you are my best work." ”

Shu Yihui began to struggle with all her might, and she felt that her bones were about to break free from her body. However, confined to the small space of fear, the harder I strened, the wider my mouth opened, and there was no trace of air to breathe in.

She struggled to distort to silence, the images in her mind chaotic and disorganized, followed by the calmness of her body.

Just like a piece of rice paper, pure and without a drop of ink, is this the end or a new life?

Will you make a wax figure for the rest of your life? Where does it stand forever? Can you keep it beautiful?

People are going to die, they don't have too many desires, they don't need an afterlife, they don't need reincarnation, and they don't need to be found out by others, just like their fathers.

I hope they don't peel off that layer of wax when they find me, it's like jade, it's white!

Women, they all want to be beautiful, more beautiful!

It's not desire, is it?

End-of-life appeals!

It's so quiet around, I seem to be lighter, and something wants to float out of my body.

It was the same dry palm again, and I pressed it back.

It's strange that the light and ephemeral thing is still conscious, but it can't run out.

The body has become a cage, rushing left and right, and can't get out.

The soul is getting weaker and weaker, and the cell without iron bars is completely locked up.

You can't just die!

Shu Yihui's head swayed from side to side, and Granny Fang's pincer-like palm made her shaking cheeks hurt.

But she didn't want to die.

Don't want to die!

With his legs propped up to the edge of the table, he kicked hard, the wet towel fell off, and he lay flat on the carpet.

Shu Yihui's legs were still curled, Granny Fang didn't expect this kind of accident, "Huh"

She bent down, but was kicked away by Shu Yihui's legs, and slammed through the door of the closet.

The wax figure she had guarded all her life smashed down and pressed on Granny Fang.

The wax blocks were all scattered, and the corpses were also broken, piece by piece, one by one.

Shu Yihui rubbed her feet against the ground, swayed her waist, and struggled the rope off the chair.

She was terrified of the old woman, the throbbing in her heart, so she got up and picked up the chair without thinking.

Raised high, ready to smash into Granny Fang, who was squatting on the ground.

That weird, perverted old man, didn't look at Shu Yihui, she was trembling,

Put those scattered bones, one by one, tightly together.

It's like losing something you love the most, and your mouth is whimpering, and your whole body is shaking.

The chair Shu Yihui was holding stopped in the air, looking at her as if picking up her beloved "building blocks".

Shu Yihui was on guard, slowly moving towards the door, the old man did not look up, and carefully pieced together her "toy"

Shu Yihui put down her chair and carefully twisted the locked door.

Granny Fang suddenly raised her head, like a hungry wolf dog foraging for food, and crawled towards Shu Yihui.

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