136 Dogs

As Li Nuannuan flipped through each photo, we gradually understood the meaning of this, since there was no body, the coffin was just Miss Zheng's clothes, and what was buried must be just a clothed mound.

Mrs. Zheng had not yet successfully screened the CD, and when Mr. Zheng saw that we had finished watching it, he said: "After reading these photos, you must think, why is there no body for my daughter, who obviously committed suicide?" ”

Li Nuannuan nodded.

Mr. Zheng sighed and did not speak.

The film was finally released, it was black and white, and it was vague, and it was a surveillance record from the style of the picture.

Mrs. Zheng was about to sit down, and Mr. Zheng asked her to pour tea and get snacks, but she seemed reluctant, but she still left.

Mr. Zheng went to close the door and locked it. I looked at Li Nuannuan, and when I saw that her expression was calm, I felt less nervous.

The background of the picture seems to be a garden, and in the center is a person lying down, although the face is a little blurred, it is not difficult to see that this is Miss Zheng. She lay motionless for fifteen minutes, and the picture was silent, and I think everyone else felt a strange feeling like me: who would sleep in such a meadow?

At this moment, a dog barked suddenly in the picture, and a black shadow rushed over and bit Miss Zheng's arm in one bite. At the same time, a black shadow rushed from the opposite direction, biting Miss Zheng's right leg, and no one on either side tore up.

At this scorching moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed to the left of the picture and bit Miss Zheng's head.

I covered my mouth to keep myself from screaming, and watched one dog rush over and tear Miss Zheng like an appointment. Among them, there are large dogs like Gu Mu and small dogs like Chihuahuas, there are more powerful dogs like De Mu, and there are friendly and gentle dogs like Golden Retrievers, they are scrambling to tear Miss Zheng, and we now understand that it is not Miss Zheng who is alive who has just been lying here for fifteen minutes, but the remains.

Soon, the dogs tore the body to pieces, ate the meat, and each held a bone and gnawed, some stayed, some left, and scattered bones, flesh and even organs scattered on the ground, although it was only a black and white blurred shadow, I still felt uncomfortable in my throat, and I almost vomited.

Mr. Zheng sat behind the computer the whole time, obviously not wanting to watch this kind of picture again, but the sound still made him cry.

This scene went on for a while, when suddenly a woman's screams were heard, and after a while, a gunshot was heard, and the video ended.

Mr. Zheng took out a handkerchief, wiped his face, and closed the computer. He was silent for a while, and then seemed to calm down a lot, his voice still a little choked, but at least he could speak steadily, "This is my back garden. A few days before the funeral, my daughter's body, which had been placed in a coffin, was suddenly moved here without realizing it. ”

"These dogs all look like they are domestic. ”

"It's all neighbors." Mr. Zheng said: "All of them ran out overnight, and the police came, only saying that they didn't take good care of the dogs, and they couldn't tell why." ”

Li Nuannuan said: "Saying this doesn't catch people. ”

Mr. Zheng said, "No, but we received a letter. ”

Li Nuannuan picked up the photos and said, "These are the photos, right?" ”

Mr. Zheng nodded.

I asked, "What is the significance of these photos?" ”

"There is a young man in every photo, presumably this is Zheng Gongzi. At the same time, the subject of the photo is all empty coffins," Li Nuannuan said, "I think the person who sent the photo wanted to tell the two of you that they were the ones who destroyed the corpse, and the next target was Ling Lang." ”

Old Mr. Zheng nodded and said, "I think so too, and the words of that female ghost also confirm this." ”

I looked at Song Jiayan and bowed my chin at the photos, but Song Jiayan shook his head. It seems that none of these were in the funeral photos they had just shown him.

Li Nuannuan asked, "Did Mrs. Zun find it?" ”

"Yes," said Mr. Zheng, "and after this incident, she had some mental problems. I couldn't stay in that sad place, so we changed addresses. ”

Li Nuannuan nodded and said, "This matter is indeed very strange. These dogs are all well cared for, and they should be educated, and if someone hadn't opened the door and lured them, they wouldn't have all escaped. And your former address is also a good neighborhood, since your family has a gun, the security must be good, and the other party is a powerful person. Didn't the police investigate at all? ”

Mr. Zheng shook his head and said, "There is no conclusion at all, they said that the dog ran out on its own." At that time, most of those owners said that they brought their dogs into the house, how could the dogs open the door and run out on their own? My bodyguards and servants didn't say they saw anything. I fired them all. ”

No wonder he didn't even have a doorman or servant in such a big house.

Talking about this, Song Jiayan suddenly asked, "Can I let my aunt in now?" ”

Mr. Zheng then said, "Oh, I'll go open the door for her." ”

He got up as he spoke, and Song Jiayan stood up one step ahead of him and ran to open the door, but there was no one at the door.

Mr. Zheng was frightened, and Song Jiayan also ran to help him. I also wanted to go over, but was pulled by Li Nuannuan, she operated the computer and her mobile phone, and said, "Let them go and find it, you can take all these photos for me." ”

I took a picture with my mobile phone, and Wu Jilang said on the side: "The other party may not have destroyed Miss Zheng's body." ”

Li Nuannuan said: "It depends on how the police confirm her identity, but I think that the body has been so unrecognizable, presumably it is a method such as DNA identification." ”

Wu Jilang was surprised: "What do you mean...... And who is the living one? ”

Li Nuannuan said: "Maybe it's Miss Zheng." But that's easier to fake. ”

I asked, "Don't you both feel bad?" ”

Li Nuannuan was puzzled: "What's uncomfortable?" ”

"I ...... in that video just now," I covered my mouth and tried my best to resist the urge to vomit, and it took a long time to finally recover slightly, "I feel my scalp tingle when I think about it now." I feel like I can't face an animal like a dog anymore. ”

At this time, not only Li Nuannuan smiled, but even Wu Jilang laughed and said, "Don't forget that you still have puto." ”

I said, "Puto definitely wouldn't do such a thing." ”

Wu Jilang said: "It stands to reason that the Golden Retriever Labrador will not either." ”

Li Nuannuan said: "It's that the vast majority of dogs in this don't know how to do it." ”

Wu Jilang nodded, "I also think that there is something wrong with their spirits, we should find them." ”

Li Nuannuan said: "There is no need to look for it, if I do this, I will definitely inject them with some virus at the time to cover up this matter." ”

I said, "You mean, these dogs weren't crazy when they came running to destroy the remains?" ”

Wu Jilang said: "If you are crazy, you can't do this." ”

Indeed, opening the door and hiding from the bodyguards are things that ordinary dogs can't do, let alone mad dogs.

At this point in the discussion, I have finished taking the photo, and Li Nuannuan has also copied the video. At this time, my mobile phone rang, it was Song Jiayan.

I picked it up, and Song Jiayan said, "Sister, Mrs. Zheng fainted. ”

We went as he said, and they were at the garden gate. The tea tray rested smoothly on the floor, and it seemed that she had come by herself. The mailbox was open, and she sat against the wall of the door, her eyes closed, holding a half-opened package in her hand.

Seeing this, Wu Jilang hurriedly went over to check her, and Mr. Zheng saw that he was professional, so he stayed aside.

Although the package was still half-opened, we could easily see it: there was a hand inside.

Looking at the shape, it was a man's hand, with slender fingers, neat nails, very beautiful, and an untimely scar on the tiger's mouth. Also on the severed wrist is a designer watch that shines in the sun.

That's right, the whole hand is very clean, as if someone has specially cleaned it, and even the dial is bright.

The reason why I was able to see the details so clearly was because Li Nuannuan took the parcel out of Mrs. Zheng's hand as soon as possible, took it out, and inspected it.

There was no card on the inside of the packet, but it was postmarked on the outside, and I was surprised to ask, "Is this the real package?" Don't post offices do inspections? ”

"Do it." Li Nuannuan suddenly stretched out that hand towards me, and when she saw that I was excited, she immediately smiled and said, "It's fake." ”

I don't believe it.

She slapped that hand in my face again, "Touch it, it's really fake." ”

I swallowed the saliva that had soaked into my mouth because of fear, and touched the hand, who knew that it suddenly trembled, I couldn't help screaming, and Li Nuannuan suddenly laughed.

Mr. Zheng on the side said angrily: "Don't laugh! That's my son's hand! ”

Li Nuannuan glanced over there, and Wu Jilang said gently: "Don't worry, Old Madam Zheng is fine, she will wake up after a rest." After that, he turned his face sideways and glanced at Li Nuannuan coldly, as if he was very disgusted.

Li Nuannuan couldn't see him from an angle, but my afterglow happened to see it, and I couldn't help but feel awkward. But when I turned my head to look at him, he was looking at her helplessly, and smiled when he met my gaze.

Looks like I was wrong. Alas, it must be because I was stimulated by all kinds of today and hallucinated.

However, when I touched it, I realized that this hand was indeed not a human hand, and that compared to its highly realistic appearance, it felt rough to the touch, without the slightest feeling of flesh.

Probably seeing that my expression was relaxed, Song Jiayan immediately asked, "Isn't this Zheng Gongzi's hand?" ”

I said, "It's a prosthetic hand." ”

Song Jiayan hurriedly told Mr. Zheng, "Uncle, it's a fake hand!" ”

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