Chapter 9: Find Me (Part II)

I looked at the phone and couldn't help but be stunned, and kept explaining that it might be a mistake, or a bizarre answer to the phone's question, but the buddy didn't say anything but looked at me calmly, and finally I had to admit in vain that this thing was indeed very strange and strange.

Xiao Chao stared at the red wine glass and said, "Begin." Then he raised his glass and drank it down.

I was stunned: "What to start?" "Find her." Xiao Chao said firmly.

We started out just looking on the outside of the wall, then in the corners of the house, we didn't know what we were looking for, we just tried to find something out of the ordinary. We searched for a while to no avail, and then I grabbed his arm: "What the hell are we looking for?" Corpse? Xiaochao said: "Maybe, let's assume that she is a corpse, even if this house is demolished, I have to find her, otherwise this house will not be inhabitable." ”

I nodded, since he had his determination to tear down the house and find her, I dared to destroy, I poked two scissors on the mat of the fabric bed, and I kicked open the partitions of the whole wardrobe one by one, I suspected that there was a compartment inside, I even peeled off a good wallpaper on the wall, and got up and down each glass wall pasted on the wall, I stroked the wall to see if there were any traces of repainting, and every ending of the novel I read was built in the wall. But unfortunately there is no gain.

When I touched him with my dusty and lime-powdered hands, he snapped away nervously, and I remembered that he had a habit of cleanliness. So I went to the bathroom to wash my hands, I looked in the mirror and suddenly found that I was a little distorted in the mirror, maybe I was too nervous, or maybe I was hallucinating because of the lack of oxygen in my brain after working for a long time. But I did see the distortion in a flash, and I yelled at Xiao Chao and told him it might be behind the mirror.

We took off the large mirror that only two people could lift, and the wall behind it really had traces of repainting, and there was still a wet patch, and our palms were in a cold sweat, a little nervous and a little afraid. We had been hoping to find the body until we found it, and we were a little scared when we found it. We bought a big hammer for renovation and knocked on the wall behind the mirror. Surprised, only surprised, not frightened, frightened, surprised or something, there was nothing behind, and I was so shocked that I broke out in a cold sweat, and now the new house that was so decently renovated was destroyed by the two of us. Xiao Chao was also a little distressed, and said angrily to me: "Look at the good things you did with nervousness, the back of the mirror was also smashed, this big hole is more terrifying than seeing hair." "As soon as I heard it, I was anxious, and I came all the way to Nanyang to help you deal with the problem, so I said it. Before he could finish his sentence, I went back to the house, picked up my luggage, and walked to my door. Xiao Chao saw that I was angry, and followed me in a hurry and kept saying that I was wrong, and I will change it next time. Suddenly I stood at the door holding the key and didn't move, I looked back at Xiao Chao and said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Chao, do you think that after I open the door, will I see hair all over the ground?" ”

I opened the door of my house tremblingly, and the floor was smooth and clean. Although the house is small, it is exquisitely decorated, and there is no extra hair on the floor except for dust. I breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to Xiao Chao and said, "Let's sleep at my house tonight, aren't you afraid to sleep with you?" After saying that, I felt that he was a little stunned, so I pushed him, and he agreed, so I went and got a towel and brought a blanket.

"Your house seems to be a little taller than mine, and it looks bright." He said to me suddenly.

"Really? How I didn't feel it. "I don't want my house to be clean." I can't tell, it's tiny, you wait a minute. So saying, he went back to his room. I also followed, and we compared the height of the roof and the ground outside the security door, and then compared it with the inside of the house, it was generally high. Nothing was a problem. I said mockingly, "It's that there's something unclean in the house, but it's definitely not a burial body, such an old-fashioned storyline has been played many times on TV and movies, you see what our house has become." ”

He put his finger to the center .....of his lips and made a "shhh I was startled and began to suspect that he was possessed or something, but it was unlikely in broad daylight. He said, "Smash it." I was stunned and asked, "What are you smashing this time?" He said, "The floor, the floor is slanted." ”

I handed him a hammer, but he smirked and said that he was a painter and that he couldn't have calluses on his fingers. No way who let me just learn to broadcast and have not been engaged in this industry, otherwise I will also say that my hands are used to push the tuning keys and can not have a hard callus, it doesn't seem to matter..... I had to take off my coat and pick up the hammer and smash it, I experienced the hard work of migrant workers for the first time, it was too difficult to smash half an hour later, I finally broke a floor, and smashed open the ground to touch the layer of cement, the cement of the underground should be the rough cement attached to the blank house, but here it has become another layer of cement partition. I propped up the hammer, panting from exhaustion, looked down and said, "You see nothing, you don't expect me to smash the floor around you, do you?" ”

He squatted down, pointed to a piece of hair that came out on the ground and said, "No need, I know this hair, you see, its color and thickness are the hair, and call 110, there are other impurities in the cement, although I can't see what it is, but this matter is not something we can handle." ”

Everything went according to the procedure, we were taken away by the police to make a record, Xiaochao lived in our house, because his house became the scene of the crime, every floor was pried open, the construction team, the decoration team were also assisted in the investigation, and even we were not required to leave Nanyang even though we were not seriously suspected, and we were summoned for investigation at any time. Half a month later, the case was solved and the aftermath was over, and Xiao Chao moved back to his home where the floor had just been rebuilt.

When the first rays of the morning sun found their way into his eyes, he looked down at the ground, still spotless. We decided to sell the house, but word spread, and everyone around us knew about our murderous house, and no one wanted to buy it. It wasn't until later that a southern businessman bought our house, of course, for eight percent less than the transaction price, and my house had to be sold together. Xiaochao agreed for me, it's okay to be a brother, to be honest, I also think this matter is very unlucky, I don't want that house, since it can be sold and dealt with at a low price. We didn't tell the southern businessman that there had been a homicide here, and at noon on the day we got the money, we went to the criminal police brigade and found a friend of mine in the Nanyang criminal police brigade, who found our case file for me.

Here's the thing, it was one night during the renovation period, there were very few people on the street, and the workers of the renovation team walked by the cool white river after drinking, and the cold wind slapped the wine even stronger. A girl sat on a stone chair on the bank under the river embankment and cried quietly, and a young worker went over with the strength of wine and asked, "Girl, what's wrong with you, do you need help?" Perhaps the girl looked back and saw a large group of drunken men, and was so frightened that she stood up and said, "I don't need your help, and you have helped me." A very normal sentence, but the workers who drank lost their cool. A worker stood up and stopped the woman, pulled the girl hard, and asked her why she looked down on them. The girl was terrified and shouted for help, hooligans and so on. The migrant worker covered the girl's mouth hard, and the girl gradually stopped struggling, her breathing became weaker and weaker, and the girl died. They knew that if the police found the girls, they would definitely find them, and their children and wives were waiting for them in their hometown. Thinking of this, they went back and pushed the cart, brought the sack and put the girl in the sack, pretending to work overtime at night to decorate the eyes of the community security, and there was no flaw in the community monitoring.

If it is said that the incident here is caused by a misunderstanding, or if it is just the instinct of human nature to evade responsibility, the following thing is outrageous. They decided to destroy the body, they stripped the girl naked, and when they wanted to dispose of the body, the girl woke up. It turned out that she didn't stop breathing, but the shock had passed, and her breathing was weak.

The girl found out that her clothes were stripped naked, and naturally shouted in horror, a migrant worker picked up a hammer and smashed it at the girl, everyone's eyes were red, they all raised the tools in their hands that could be cut, cut and smashed, and knocked on the girl's body, there are not too many residents in this new building, even if someone hears it, in this society, there are not many people who dare to stand up and meddle in "nosy" and even have the courage to call the police.

The girl could no longer struggle, because her body had been broken into a puddle of paste, and they used a hammer to knock the corpse into mud, and then spread it into the floor, so that the owner would not find out that the whole floor was sloping according to the feeling of the floor of the bathroom, and it was slightly inclined that ordinary people could not find it at all, but they did not know that the owner of this household was a painter.

We returned to Zhengzhou that afternoon, I was not in a hurry to return to the field to deal with a large number of unfinished affairs, let the various agencies and systems and various important customers go to hell, I only need to clean up my bad luck and get drunk. We threw away all the clothes we wore in Nanyang, even our own watches and mobile phones, and we got new ones with new watches and new phone numbers, and we didn't want to have a half-dime connection with that thing. We went together to a night club where a friend of mine was the vice president, and there were only the two of us in a luxury bag, and we drank the most foreign wine we had ever drunk, although these A foreign wines were so fake but the alcohol was real.

We were drunk, staggering out of the KTV door, I held on to the telephone pole and vomited when his mobile phone rang, I pointed at him and said: "My grandson just changed his mobile phone number, there is a mm appointment with you, leave me alone, go and make an appointment." "As soon as I finished speaking, I remembered that the mobile phone number that I just changed in the afternoon was not known to anyone who knew his new number. Who could it be, he also took out his phone and looked, 10086.

We're about to cry when we both laugh, haha it's 10086 again, but this time it's not that 10086 anymore, it's not anymore. We cleared the grievances of a girl, but we left the wives of several families without husbands, and the children of several families without fathers, I don't know if we are doing what is right or making decisions against our conscience. Yes, we were right, there was nothing wrong with that, but it was all a misunderstanding, they were at fault, but their children and wives were wrong, their parents were wrong. With a lot of thoughts, we held each other's shoulders and laughed so sadly. My buddy clicked on the text message, and in an instant our blood coagulated, and the night that was not so cold actually made us cold to the bone marrow, only to see a few words written on the text message: Thank you.