Chapter 2 Where Does the Cold Come From?
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Although Yuncang City is a metropolis, the town of Chuanbei is only an undeveloped remote area on its fringes, and police cars are still rare.
Several policemen rushed in, and the leading policeman was tall, very strong, expressionless, and grim.
"Who called the police?" Fang Dongjiang was the first to rush in, asked his men to go down to inspect the body, and then ordered the scene to be blocked, and put his eyes on the three people, obviously, this sentence was asked by the three people.
"It's me." Fang Xing took off the cap on his head, revealing his original face.
When he saw Fang Xing, Fang Dongjiang, who had been expressionless, lost his temper for the first time, and then asked in disbelief: "You... You... You are...... Xing'er? ”
"Hmm." Fang Xing replied simply. He was also surprised, he didn't expect to meet Fang Dongjiang here.
After Fang Dongjiang got Fang Xing's confirmation, his heart beat uncontrollably, the green tendons on his face were exposed, his fists were clenched, and the flesh of his palms was crushed white.
It's not angry, it's so excited that it's hard to control yourself.
"Xing'er, I'm ......" Before Fang Dongjiang could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Fang Xing.
"If it's okay, I'll go first, Officer Fang." Fang Xing's tone didn't fluctuate much.
"No, Xing'er, I..." Fang Dongjiang hurriedly took two steps, but after seeing Fang Xing's calm gaze, the corners of his mouth were bitter and he sighed.
"I'll send you so late." Fang Dongjiang said, he has already adjusted his state.
Fang Xing looked down at his watch,
Time
It's almost too late!
"No, you're busy." After Fang Xing finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.
A police officer next to him wanted to remind Fang Xinglu to make a statement, but at this time, another police officer showed his high emotional intelligence side, and he pulled the police officer who was preparing to pass.
The other party is obviously someone they know above, and this kind of thing can be handled by themselves.
"Xing'er, aren't you still willing to forgive me?" Fang Dongjiang sighed and said in a low voice.
Fang Xing stopped, his back to Fang Dongjiang, looking gloomy.
"Don't talk about the past."
"I know, but I'm sorry. Give me your number and come out for dinner tomorrow. ”
"After all, we haven't been in touch for three years."
Fang Xing nodded, reported the number and walked out quickly, the police who blocked this place did not stop him.
Fang Dongjiang handed over the matter to his subordinates, asked them for a pack of cigarettes, and squatted in the corner of the dim staircase, he took out one, but his calm and powerful hand trembled slightly at the moment.
He has quit smoking since that incident three years ago.
But in the face of Fang Xing's indifferent attitude towards him, he still felt a sense of loss,
Because this person is his own brother who has been missing for three years!!
......
Fang Xing looked at the time, it was already 12:49, he was walking fast, and a trace of sweat overflowed from his forehead. He ignored it and walked to a dilapidated utility room.
Closing the door slamming shut, Fang Xing quickly entered, closing the window and blocking the view with something.
He squatted in the corner, rolled two extra-thick quilts and wrapped them around himself, and looked at the time, it was already 12:58.
Two minutes to go,
It's 1 o'clock!
The alley bell rings, and it's time!
Fang Xing's body began to tremble, and green tendons suddenly appeared on his forehead, and Dou Da's cold sweat slowly flowed down his forehead and cheeks, and his teeth were chattering.
He's cold!
Fang Xing lowered his head and clenched his teeth, on his left and right shoulders, a blood-gray skull tattoo appeared, there was not much difference between the two in shape, but at this moment, they were opposed to each other!
Tattoos stretched out from the blood-gray skulls on either side, not too fast, but not slow either, and soon the tattoos reached his elbows.
At this time, his left eye began to change, and the whites of his eyes slowly turned a frightening dark blue.
At the same time, the right eye has changed, and the whites of the eyes have turned dark purple.
As the eyes changed, the skull converged a lot, and the tattoos that spread out were compressed back.
His eyes were stopping the tattoos on both arms from spreading.
This scene sounds very funny, their hands and their eyes fighting, one destroying and the other stopping.
But the person concerned had no energy to focus on it at all, and the inhuman pain made him almost collapse, and he hunched over and roared, only in this way could he keep himself a little conscious.
His face was almost contorted, and the pain tortured him to the point of being inhuman, and he was like a devil crawling out of hell, extremely hideous and terrifying.
A shadow strung out, and the white fox jumped on Shangxing's thigh and curled up in his arms.
The white fox didn't know what the principle was, but it knew that this would help Fang Xing.
Fang Xing's terrifying blue and purple pupils converged slightly, and the tattoos on the surface of his skin accelerated and contracted, and there was only so much that the white fox could do.
Time flies so slowly, and for him, every second is an ordeal.
Finally, five o'clock in the morning arrived.
The two skulls let out a silent roar, and then disappeared on Fang Xing's arm, while the left pupil blue mangs and right pupils purple mangs were also slowly fading until they disappeared.
"Whoa."
The white fox's cry seemed a little weak, it consumed a lot of money in one night, it barked lightly twice, and after rubbing Fang Xing's face affectionately, it lay down beside Fang Xing.
Fang Xing gasped, he didn't even have the strength to respond, and fell into a deep sleep.
......
It was the height of summer, and the sun in North Sichuan Town came out very early, and it was only seven o'clock, but the sun was shining on people, but there was a feeling of slight heat.
"Wife, let's move out, the woman next door died too weirdly."
In a breakfast shop, Lei Cheng drank a glass of boiled water, looked around and found that no one was paying attention, and whispered in his wife's ear.
"Don't scare yourself, just the meager salary of the two of us, where can we move to, and we still have to provide for our son to go to college, where will the money come from?" Lei Cheng's wife gave him a blank look.
"We can save some flowers, I always feel that this thing is too weird, every time I pass by her house I have a cold and cold feeling." Lei Cheng was a little afraid of his wife and didn't dare to refute it strongly.
"Yes, you can move, you can move yourself, I'll live here."
"Wife, listen to me."
"Don't say it, I've already decided."
"Hey, it's really unlucky there, I suspect there's a ghost." Lei Cheng poured another glass of boiled water and drank it all.
"Ghosts? Hehe, only people like you who have done bad things will be afraid of ghosts coming to the door. Lei Cheng's wife finally got impatient and spoke in an impulsive tone.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, have the two benefactors met something dirty?"
Next to the two couples, a Taoist priest with a large basket on his back, wearing a Taoist robe and hanging Buddhist beads, turned his head, folded his hands, and looked at them with a smile
In this era, there are still monks dressed up, basically to cheat to eat and drink, this is common sense.
"Where is the monk who cheats to eat and drink?" Lei Cheng's wife glanced at it with some disgust.
The old man in the Taoist robe said that the monk is not like a monk, and the Taoist priest is not like a Taoist priest, but he wears Buddhist beads and wears a Taoist robe, the most unacceptable thing is that the old man is also dyed with yellow hair, which is like killing Matt.
Lei Cheng's wife is a conservative person, and what she is most unaccustomed to is the bad atmosphere in society, and now an old man is also hanging like this, which makes her feel even more disgusted.
"What do you know?" Lei Cheng had the mentality of giving it a try, he always felt that things were a little weird, if he remembered correctly, a week before Zhuang Ye's death, he would feel a deep chill every time he passed by that house.
You must know that the temperature in North Sichuan Town is at least 25 degrees even in the morning, and it reaches an astonishing 36 degrees at noon.
Before Zhuang Ye died, he didn't care about these details, thinking that the other party's home might have an air conditioner, although the people who live here are a little poor, but if you want to buy an air conditioner, you can still buy it by gritting your teeth.
But after the incident, he realized that something was wrong, first of all, which kind of air conditioner can be cold to the heart? Let him shiver on a hot day, and then there is an air conditioner to cold his feet first, after all, the door is closed, and the air conditioner comes out of the crack in the door, but after careful reflection, he found that except for the chill rising from the bottom of his heart, the rest of the place is not cold.
Last but not least, on the day Zhuang Ye died, he found that Zhuang Ye's house did not have air conditioning at all!!
Where does the chill come from??