You said that it was smoky and rainy in the south of the Yangtze River

Saibei Lonely Heaven Festival

Who pays attention to the new grave of the mound

The historian has put pen to paper

I watched the final scene of the old man

Ideal for light application

I'm afraid to watch the curtain song

Jun, the rivers and lakes have left since then

There was a black hole in the hallway, only a small 15-watt light bulb was lit in the stairwell, and the bathroom light was probably broken, and it was pitch black when viewed from the door, like a big mouth with a hole.

Someone was singing in a low voice.

There are rats grinding their teeth.

The faucet in the bathroom was ticking.

In the attic, it seems that someone is walking gently in leather shoes.

Wang Hao felt that his head was covered with fine beads of sweat, his lips trembled, and he looked to both sides in fear.

On both sides of the corridor, the doors and windows were locked, silent, as if with bad intentions.

Wang Hao involuntarily walked to the other side of the corridor.

The doors and windows on both sides gradually receded, Wang Hao stared ahead, what was hidden in the darkness?

He didn't dare to look to the left and right, the ordinary doors and windows seemed to have life in the corridor in the middle of the night, snickering and watching the trembling lone wanderer step by step towards an unknown fate, one of them seemed to open at any moment, leading him to that tempting but deadly path.

There was a sudden smell of blood in the nose.

Wang Hao was about to scream, and the doors on both sides of the corridor suddenly twisted, and vague figures loomed in the dim not far away.

The blurry figure slowly approached him.

No, don't.

Squeak –

At this time, the door of Wang Hao's room opened.

The sleepy-eyed master rubbed his eyes and walked out, and when he saw Wang Hao's pale face, he was startled: "What are you shouting in the house?" ”

Wang Hao opened his eyes and almost shouted out: "Master, run!" But these words were stuck in my throat.

The twists and figures in the hallway vanished in an instant, and after a dream, the dust settled.

"No, nothing, I had a nightmare."

Wang Hao slowly pulled his hand out of the quilt.

The master looked at him with a frown, snorted through his nose, closed the door, turned and walked back to the back room.

Wang Hao rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed, went out to wash up, and after returning to the house and sitting for a long time, he saw Chen Xiaotian push the door in, and looked up and greeted: "Finished duty?" ”

Chen Xiaotian responded, took out a bottle of meat sauce from his bag, and put it on Wang Hao's table. "Here, my mother made it, you can try it."

"Huh?" Wang Hao tilted his head a little in surprise, "Thank you." ”

He took out a pair of chopsticks from the drawer, opened the cap of the meat sauce bottle, put the chopsticks in and stirred them a few times, and then took them out and put them in his mouth.

"Whew! It's so fragrant, your mother's craftsmanship is really good. ”

"Then eat more, I still have it here."

"I'm ready to eat noodles tonight, mixed with meat sauce, it must taste good." Wang Hao picked up another large piece and put it in his mouth.

"You're not afraid of saltiness." Chen Xiaotian smiled, "Brother Hao, I can see that you have been mixing well recently." ”

"Yes?" Wang Hao replied nonchalantly while chewing the meat sauce.

"Hey, the brothers' eyes are bright, you have been going in and out for a while, and there are cars every time you send them, everyone says that Brother Hao has met a nobleman!"

"Hehe, what's the matter, it's just that I met a few friends."

"Brother Hao, I understand, I understand, if you have a nobleman, don't forget our Durian Garden."

"Hey, everyone eats a bowl of rice, and if there is a good thing, I must think of you."

Wang Hao looked at Chen Xiaotian, and he had a sincere expression.

"Yes, if Brother Hao has any instructions in the future, just tell me." Chen Xiaotian nodded heavily.

At this time, several young security guards jumping outside the window of the police room passed by, holding balls in their hands, about to go to the basketball court.

Chen Xiaotian saw it from the window of the hut and dragged Wang Hao: "Don't eat Brother Hao, let's play ball." ”

"Oh no, I don't know how to play."

"Let's go, let's go play together, you see you've been here for so long, and you haven't played much with the brothers!"

Wang Hao hesitated for a moment and took out a pair of blue sweatpants from the closet, which was the clover given to him by Chen Yan.

Half an hour later, six people were jumping and scrambling on the court, and for the first few minutes of playing basketball, Wang Hao had been standing still, neither going up to scramble, nor having anyone pass the ball to him.

He felt very uncomfortable participating in such an event.

Chen Xiaotian struggled to break through to the basket, and after jumping, he saw Kutinima, a big security guard from Tibet, raising his hand and preparing to give him a sturdy hat.

In a hurry, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Wang Hao standing near the free throw line, and passed the ball to Wang Hao with a raised hand.

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, instinctively took the ball, at this time a companion had already gotten into the basket, there was no one around to defend, Wang Hao didn't want to think about it, and quickly threw the ball to him again, and the companion shot and scored very easily.

"Beautiful!" Several people exclaimed.

The companion who had just scored ran over excitedly and raised a hand at Wang Hao, and Wang Hao also raised his hand at a loss.

"Smack!"

The palms of the two hands clapped together loudly.

This sound made Wang Hao's heart suddenly warm.

The ball is passed again, catch the ball, slap it twice, dribble under the crotch, stick out the right shoulder, and disguise in front of the body...... Stop, jump, shoot.

"Whew", the basketball fell straight to the heart of the net.

"What a ball!" Nima, who was playing against her, also cheered loudly.

"I've said it all, Brother Hao is very powerful." Chen Xiaotian said proudly.

"I'll defend you." Nima ran to Wang Hao's side and clung to him.

The atmosphere is getting hotter and hotter, intense physical confrontations, accelerated runs, catches, passes, rebounds, shots, good-natured slaps.

"Damn, that's accurate."

"Brother Hao, I really can't see it, it turns out that you said before that you couldn't play basketball and sold dog meat with a sheep's head."

"Let's split up again, we want Brother Hao!"

Sweat flowed down his forehead, and Wang Hao closed his eyes to enjoy this dripping feeling.

It wasn't until near lunch that they left the court, high-fived each other, and then went their separate ways and went back to their respective posts.

When Wang Hao rushed back to the Durian Garden Police Office while biting on the egg scones, he passed by a villa and found hundreds of residents gathered on the side of the road, as lively as a vegetable market.

What's wrong? Wang Hao just wanted to ask the aunt next to him, but he turned his head and saw a police car with flashing police lights on the side of the road.

Wang Hao's heart sank, shouldn't he die again? He struggled his way through the crowd and managed to get to the front row, only to be stopped by a policeman who reached out mercilessly.

The yellow and white cordon completely cut off Villa 72 from the crowd, and through the open door, the police could be seen busy upstairs and downstairs.

Through the window of the villa, Wang Hao saw that Cai Tianming, the deputy head of the security guard, was stammering and explaining something to a policeman with a solemn face, and on a chair next to him, a cleaner was holding a glass of water in both hands, his eyes were straight, and he was covered in chaff.

Something really happened, Wang Hao's heart sank, he thought about it, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Lu Xiao's phone.

"Who?"

"I'm Wang Hao, what's going on with Villa 72?"

"It's deadly again."

"I want to go in and have a look!" Wang Hao asked eagerly.

"I'll say hello to them, you come in, there are shoe covers and gloves at the door, you can come in with them on." After speaking, Lu Xiao hung up the phone.

Lu Xiao's foul language shows his current anxious mentality, indeed, as a people's policeman, murders have happened one after another, and everyone has to scold people.

The scene of the crime is located in Villa No. 72, Duyuan District, Huangcheng Community, and the scene has been blocked by the police who arrived in advance.

He was surrounded by policemen hurrying upstairs or downstairs, and many of them looked at the boy suspiciously.

Wang Hao walked into a bedroom next to the corridor, about fifty square meters, several technicians and forensic doctors were busy taking pictures, autopsies, and inquests on the scene, Lu Xiao was directing with his hands behind his back and frowning, and the room was crowded.

The deceased was a man who had been stripped of his skin, his head was south and his feet were north, lying on his back, his upper body was naked, and his throat and chest and abdomen seemed to have been cut open with a sharp weapon, and the ribs and organs inside could be seen.

"How?" Lu Xiao patted a forensic doctor on the shoulder.

"The cause of death was asphyxiation, the cause of suffocation is not known, the preliminary examination was not a mechanical asphyxiation death, and the time of death would not have been more than six hours from now. The wound on the body was suspected to be a knife wound, but the incision was not a mark of a sharp weapon. ”

The moment he saw the corpse, Wang Hao trembled as if he was frightened.

"Are you scared?" Lu Xiao looked back at him and frowned.

Wang Hao looked at Lu Xiao, took a deep breath, and walked in.

The medical examiners were carefully examining the wounds in the man's chest and abdomen, carefully pulling at the dissected skin and muscle tissue.

Wang Hao stared at the wound for a while, then glanced at the pool of blood that had congealed on the ground, and suddenly jumped into the corridor in a few steps and ran downstairs.

Wang Hao leaned against the wall, hunched over and retching in the corner of the bathroom.

This time, Wang Hao himself didn't expect to be so embarrassed, but when he walked into this villa, the dim and dirty corridor, the solemn police officers hurrying by, the eye-catching cordon, the cold instruments of the forensic doctors, the corpses lying in a pool of blood, and the faint smell of blood in the air all made him shudder.

Here, a life had just disappeared, and the sight made him tremble, as if a part of his memory had been slammed.

Then, coughing, uncontrollable coughing.

Then there is the endless violent vomiting.

Holding the edge of the toilet bowl with his hand, he frantically grabbed the paper roll next to him with his right hand, tore off a large piece of it fiercely, wiped it on his mouth indiscriminately, threw it into the toilet, pressed the switch, and the dirty paper swirled and disappeared into the sewer.

Some vertigo.

Wang Hao barely stood up, and in the bathroom mirror was his own hair messy and pale.

Laugh, don't panic, it's not your fault.

As he tugged at the corners of his mouth, he closed his eyes.

The portrait in the mirror, the smile gradually distorted, blurred like a devil.

Wang Hao staggered back to the living room, slumped on the sofa weakly, the doors and windows in the villa were closed, the thick curtains blocked the sunlight outside the window, and a floor lamp in the corner of the wall was dimly lit.

The hair soaked in cold sweat was sticky to his forehead, sticky and uncomfortable, Wang Hao pulled them to the back of his head, and his palms were also wet.

Snorting, the room smelled of rot, he hurried to the window, opened the curtains with a clatter, but hurriedly pulled it together as if it had been stabbed by the sun.

Sitting back on the couch, he picked up a bottle of water and took a few sips.

Yes!

The mineral water bottle was thrown hard against the wall, and after a dull impact, it fell to the ground with a clatter, rolling innocently.

His body slid from the sofa to the ground, and the cold tiles brought a biting chill to his whole body.

Holding his hand on the ground, Wang Hao tried his best to stand up, but he felt a slippery and greasy thing pressed on the palm of his hand, through the glove, sticky feeling.

When I picked it up from the ground on the edge of the couch, it was a small piece of meat.

His throat tightened suddenly, Wang Hao covered his mouth and crawled to the bathroom, and before he could lift the toilet lid, the terrible retching sound echoed in the bathroom.

Although his body was bent into a bow, his stomach was twitching violently, he only spat out a few mouthfuls of yellowed liquid, and his eyes were covered with tears, but he could feel the snot already flowing to his lips.

Facing himself in the mirror again, he weakly wiped the long saliva from the corners of his mouth, and looked fixedly, but there was another person with the same pale face standing opposite.

Lu Xiao was about to be driven crazy at the moment, several people had already run to the bathroom to vomit, and he wanted to vomit too, but in the end, there were too many cases, so he mustered up the courage and turned around to face the unprecedented death scene.

The camera clicked and flashed in the bedroom, and Lu Xiao was dazzled for a while, and the vomiting feeling became even stronger.

"Okay, no?" Lu Xiao asked his colleagues in the image group in a rough voice, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he waved his hand, "Other departments, do your job!" The colleagues of the inquest team sprang into action quickly.

The matter of Villa No. 72 was once again spread in the community, and the specific situation was only known to the police, all kinds of news were true and false, there were official news, and there were also gossip rumors, and for a time the wind was surging, as if a big storm was coming.