The hometown should belong to a relatively remote location, and most of the time it seems very close, because few people will pass by, and generally those who come here are specially come.

But when He Zhiyong arrived at the old mansion today, he saw a lot of people surrounding the door.

He Zhiyong's heart suddenly sudden, could it be that the whole family has been emptied? How good is that? A few days ago, she persuaded Manjuan to move out, if it was really empty, how could he have the face to explain to Manjuan when he went back?

Before He Zhiyong arrived at the door, he could only ask anxiously to the people gathered there: "Everyone, what happened in my old house?" ”

When the onlookers saw He Zhiyong coming, the onlookers had different expressions on their faces, some with compassion and sympathy, and some with frightened expressions......

He Zhiyong really couldn't imagine how amazing and bizarre the situation inside could be, and he paused for a while.

An old man in the village walked towards He Zhiyong, the old man looked sad, even his eyes were red, and his eyes were full of tears, she took He Zhiyong's hand, patted the back of his hand gently, and said, "Alas, child, go in and see it yourself." ”

After speaking, she put down He Zhiyong's hand.

Gently pat the back of your hand, which is a soothing and comforting action.

The people around him also didn't say a word, and this strange silence made He Zhiyong even more worried, and he faintly realized that this might not be just a simple theft.

But what else could it do? He Zhiyong couldn't think of breaking his head.

So, he strode towards the gate of the courtyard, and when he entered the gate of the courtyard, He Zhiyong saw that there were many people around his yard.

He Zhiyong felt even more bizarre, as if all of a sudden, the whole village of people flocked to his yard.

What is it for?

He Zhiyong rushed in even faster!

It's so red......

The room is full of red ......

The color was bright red and weird......

The whole room was cold and gloomy by this red color, and it seemed that there was a biting cold everywhere.

On the ground, there was a corpse lying on it, and He Zhiyong looked at this corpse as if he was thundering.

It was a headless corpse, and it was evident that the head of the corpse had been cut off at the base of the neck.

When the major artery was broken, blood gushed out from the base of the neck, and the blood spurted all over the room.

He Zhiyong was stunned for a moment, and the whole person seemed to have returned to the darkness of that night.

The whole person is as motionless as a wood carved clay sculpture.

His heart, like a lump of lead, cold and hard, was falling in his ribcage and almost falling out.

For a long time, He Zhiyong also sorted out the initial panicked feeling.

But as soon as he cleared up, he felt a piercing pain, like being suddenly injected with penicillin by a doctor, the pain was surprising, and the pain made him dizzy.

He Zhiyong struggled to bring himself to his senses, struggling to identify the corpse.

He tried to make out a trace from the corpse's figure and the blood-stained clothes that were not the traces of his wife, Xu Manjuan.

It's a pity, no matter how you look at it, whether it is the petite and slender figure, or the dress that can vaguely see the peach pink color, or even the bracelet carved with Miao silver on the wrist of the corpse, he is too familiar to be familiar with.

But he still couldn't believe it, how could it be?

But he was obviously in the dormitory in the city, still cooking dinner, and when he came home, how could he be here and become like this.

Impossible, impossible.

He Zhiyong's chest was burned inside. But he still had a belief in his mind, but it wasn't actually a belief, he just wanted to go back to the dormitory to have a look, in case that person was still at home, so he was just lucky.

But reality is reality, and reality dooms him to turn around and run to the county seat.

He fell to his knees and reached out to hold the corpse, ignoring the blood on it.

The people around him didn't dare to walk in because of the blood on the ground, but comforted them in a few words: "Mourn ......"

Another person said: "Ajuan has gone so badly, you can't be angry with this stall anymore......"

Of course, He Zhiyong knew that he couldn't go with her in a fit of anger, his wife died so miserably, so inexplicable, no matter what, he had to find out the person who killed his wife, otherwise how could his Ajuan be willing to drink Meng Po soup on the Nai He Bridge......

But soon, He Zhiyong's thoughts were different.

As soon as the incident came out, the neighbors heard someone calling for help and hurriedly ran over, only to see a red piece in the house, a headless corpse lying on the ground, and a teenage boy holding a kitchen knife in his hand was stunned in place, but the boy's body and kitchen knife were dripping with blood.

After that, a few brave people surrounded him and arrested the boy on the spot.

After the neighbors called the police, the police came faster than Ho Zhiyong, and they took the boy back to the police station first. So He Zhiyong didn't see him when he came.

Soon, after verification, the police confirmed that the kitchen knife was indeed the murder weapon that cut off Xu Manjuan's head, and there were only two people's fingerprints on the kitchen knife, one was Xu Manjuan, and the other was the boy's.

But strangely, no one knows where Xu Manjuan's head went? Until the end, Xu Manjuan's head was still not found, which is one of the reasons why no one dared to approach this courtyard later.

He Zhiyong went to the police station to meet the boy who was armed with a kitchen knife and hacked his wife to death.

This boy He Zhiyong knows, the boy's parents died in an accident, and they have been raised by their uncles and uncles since then.

But it caused the boy's personality to be withdrawn and inferior, after He Zhiyong learned about the situation, he often brought lunch or something to the boy, Xu Manjuan also knew about this and agreed with it.

Because of the care of He Zhiyong and his wife during this time, the boy has gradually become cheerful, and his academic performance has also improved a lot. He Zhiyong almost regarded the boy as his own son, and he could not believe that this child could be the one who brutally murdered his wife.

The boy usually calls Uncle He by He Zhiyong.

The boy in the detention center cried incessantly when he saw He Zhiyong.

He Zhiyong asked him: "Why do you want to hurt your aunt, she was so good to you in the past?" ”

yes, what? There's no reason for that.

The reason given by the police was that on that day, the boy saw Xu Manjuan alone at home, and the neighborhood of the home was quiet and sparsely populated.

He was greedy for a while, and asked Xu Manjuan for money, in fact, it was to break into the house to rob money, he saw Xu Manjuan refusing to give money, and scolded him, so he was angry, picked up the kitchen knife that Xu Manjuan had just used to cut vegetables, and cut off Xu Manjuan's head with a knife......

But He Zhiyong couldn't believe it in his heart.

When the boy heard He Zhiyong's words, he stopped crying for the time being, raised his head, looked at He Zhiyong, and said: "How could I harm my aunt, whether Uncle He believes it or not, I just want to tell you that that day, I saw my aunt slashing her head with a kitchen knife, and I took it from my aunt's hand." ”

He Zhiyong suddenly remembered all the strange things that had happened in the old mansion since the two got married, as well as the fact that his wife always said that the woman had been following her, and the figure that had wandered in the window on the third floor the night before......

Plus his wife's head that disappeared out of thin air.

Everything made He Zhiyong suspicious..................