The murder weapon that killed my mother was the dagger, which I pulled out, and the fingerprints on it must have become mine, and it had been soaked in the pool for so long, even if there were traces of the high priest, it was probably washed clean.

The body was ashore with me, the high priest had already run away, and I couldn't tell what the other party looked like, and I didn't even know the name, how could I tell the police? Say that a man in a grimace mask killed my mother?

Or do you want to tell the other party that the murderer is my grandfather, and he killed my mother in order to resurrect the demon god, just to drive me crazy? If the police ask about the Demon God, what should I tell them?

Let's not talk about whether they can accept such a fantasy thing as the demon god. Even if you can accept it, how can you explain the confused logic in it? Will someone kill their own daughter and drive their grandson crazy? This magical logic is arranged into a bloody legal fantasy that will be scolded by the audience.

I'm thinking nonsense here, and the scenic spot over there is like a great enemy. Several staff and security guards in the scenic area stared at me with long poles to hook garbage, to prevent me, a murder suspect, from messing around, so I could only squat on the ground with my hands outstretched, indicating that I was not in danger.

A staff member was trembling when she saw me shivering from the cold, and she was moved with compassion. Brought me a blanket and put it on my body, so that I didn't freeze to death, or I would have died if I hadn't waited for the police to come.

There are police officers in the scenic spot, who arrived quickly, and they also know how to protect the scene, and after telling everyone not to mess with the scene, he asked me a question in a unique Yungui accent: "Where did you get this corpse?" Where is the scene of the first crime? When the criminal police come, we will also go to investigate the first scene. ”

I pointed to the dark waterhole and said, "I came from the bottom of the water, there is a bigger cave over there, the crime scene is over there, and it is more than an hour away. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, the staff of the scenic spot on the side couldn't help but interject and retorted: "Comrade policeman, this person is lying, when this cave was built, it was carefully explored, this side is a backwater pool, if there is a cave in it, it would have been developed into a diving tour area long ago." ”

Now it was my turn to be confused: "Is this a backwaterhole?" How can it be? I had actually swam from across the rock wall. ”

The staff was even more disdainful, he said that when the cave was developed into a scenic spot, he had asked professional divers to carefully explore all the waterholes in the scenic area, and if there was any dark river leading to other caves, it would have been discovered and developed.

The policemen who questioned were also a little confused, and they couldn't even carry out the preliminary questioning work, so they could only wait for the experienced criminal police to come.

About half an hour later, several criminal police officers arrived at the scene, still with the same problem.

I told them that this was my mother, who had been killed by a stranger, after killing my mother. The stranger fled into the cave and disappeared, and I walked for more than an hour with the body on my back and swam under the water.

In this regard, the staff of the scenic spot who were waiting to expose my lie still said the same thing. After discussing it, several criminal policemen simply found a set of diving equipment and let a young criminal policeman dive.

The young man came up in less than a minute: "It's a backwater pool, five or six meters down, it's always a rock wall, there is no dark hole, you can't touch it at all." ”

At this moment, I was completely stupid: the staff of the scenic spot said that, and it may be for the sake of the honor of the scenic spot, after all, this is a potential safety hazard, but now the criminal police go down, and also say that there is no dark river at all, then there must be no more.

It's just that without the Dark River, where did I come from? I'm not the Monkey King, how could I jump out of the stone? What's more, I still carry my mother's corpse.

But. I also remembered a detail that I once went up to the surface to breathe air when I was almost suffocating to death during my swim. But I couldn't find the palm-wide gap.

Also, I couldn't swim at the bottom of the water, and then my left hand was so hard that I felt as if I had broken through a transparent glass wall, and then I heard a human voice in the water. It's over here.

Was it true that I had been trapped in a stone all along? If it weren't for that explanation, then where on earth did I get into this puddle?

After confirming that there was no dark river, several criminal police officers looked at me very unkindly, in their opinion. I'm just a cunning suspect, stubbornly resisting.

However, after looking at the topography of the waterhole, they were also very puzzled, how did I hide in, after all, two eyewitness aunts said. I got out of the water and grabbed the boat, and one of the aunts said that the hand that grabbed the boat was a ghost claw. I still suspect that I am a ghost.

This backwater pool is relatively deep, but there is a long small river next to it, and the tour project of this scenic spot was originally to row a boat from the upstream to this backwater pool, and then choose to land.

In such an environment, a living person wants to bring the body to the backwater. It's almost impossible, because there is simply no way.

However, the staff of several scenic spots also raised the possibility, they said, the cave is relatively large. There have been cases in the past where tourists have not had time to leave at night and have been trapped in the cave for a night.

They guessed that I took advantage of the darkness to sneak the body into the cave and wanted to find a hidden place to hide it. But something happened in the middle, so I didn't have time to leave in time, and when I met someone coming, I was so frightened that I dived underwater, and then I couldn't hold it anymore and came out.

I am convinced of the brains of these scenic staff, and it is a pity not to write this imagination, but compared to my explanation, their speculations are naturally more reasonable and more acceptable.

Thereupon. I was taken to the criminal police team as a suspect and interrogated. The criminal police are no better than ordinary policemen, and the people in charge of interrogation are all sharp-eyed old rivers and lakes, so I tried to make up a story. I wanted to get away with it, but the other party exposed my lie in a few words.

But what can you do without lying? Tell them the story of the corpse demon, tell them the story of the resurrection of the demon god, and let them see my left hand that will turn into a spiked beast's claw?

If you do that, being treated as a neuropathy is the best outcome. More likely, I was sent to a secret research base to slice and study my weird left hand.

In the end, I was helpless, and there was only one sentence to answer all the questions: "That's my mother, how could I be cruel to her, I didn't kill people." If you let me go, I'll go and get revenge on the murderer myself. ”

My performance was a little strange, the captain of the criminal police was shocked, and after listening to the question and answer for a long time, he suddenly said: "Ji Zang, I believe you are innocent." ”

My heart couldn't help but warm up, and I blurted out, "Thank you." ”

"But since you're not the murderer, why don't you want to tell us the truth?" The captain of the criminal police stared at me with blazing eyes.

I looked at him silently for a long time before I said, "Do you believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world?" ”

The other party was obviously stunned, and after thinking about it, he said: "I believe in conscience, people can't do evil, they must be kind to others." ”

"What if I told you that there really are ghosts, and there are gods?" I asked rhetorically.

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes. But you can tell me about it. ”

The other party put on an interested expression, but I could clearly see that the corners of his mouth twitched rapidly, obviously not convinced.

Seeing the other person's expression, I think I should let them know the seriousness of the matter. After all, now that the demon god has awakened and has embarked on an irreversible path of resurrection, if it is delayed any longer, if something really happens, everyone will die with him.

So, I clenched my left hand, meditating on the black skin and the spikes, and sure enough, my left hand quickly changed its appearance, the skin quickly turned black, and the spikes came out, like a beast's claw.

However, before I could open my mouth to show them the changes in my left hand, I heard a woman's scream from the next room, obviously frightened by some terrible start.

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