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I carefully read every word of his, probably because I was in a hurry, and there were many typos.

After a long time, the other party did not send another message.

I tried to send him one:

"And then? Gone? ”

The other party replied in seconds:

"Yes, do you still want to hear it?"

"Of course, as long as you want to say!"

"Last night, I didn't dare to sleep, I was so scared that I hid myself under the quilt and always felt like someone was standing there watching me next to the bed. But I really didn't dare to look at it, not even a little quilt! ”

"I don't know how long it took, but I fell asleep in a daze, and vaguely felt a hand reach into my quilt and touch my face! That hand was rough and calloused, and it hurt my face. I woke up instantly, but I found that my body couldn't move! ”

"That hand finally stopped on my ear, I was so scared that I wanted to call my dad, but the voice was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't shout!"

"He grabbed my ear and began to pull it slowly, the pain was getting worse little by little, I wanted to resist, I wanted to stop his hand, but I couldn't!"

The other party didn't speak for a long time.

I was a little anxious and sent another message:

"Is it still there? And after that? What happened after that? ”

The other party did not reply for a long time.

Somewhat distraught, I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, and got up to go to the balcony.

At the same time as I got up, QQ rang again.

This time, it's a picture.

I click on load and a circle appears on the screen waiting to load. At this time, Shen Mo's voice came from behind:

"Liu Wu! You're smoking in the house again?! ”

I shrunk my neck, looked back at Shen Mo, who was standing with my waist at the door of the bedroom, and said with a smile:

"Right now, I'll go to the balcony now! Don't be angry, don't be angry... ”

When I turned my head, I saw a bloody ear on the computer screen!

With a shake of his hand, the soot fell on the keyboard.

I was afraid that Shen Mo would see it, so I quickly closed the computer, opened the door and entered the balcony. Until I finished smoking, my hands were shaking. Although I have experienced many such things, it does not prevent me from being frightened every time, but in addition to fear, I feel very excited.

One afternoon a few days later, I was coding at home when there was a knock on the door.

I opened the door and there were a couple of cops.

They looked at me and asked with unkind faces:

"Are you Liu Wu?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Is the QQ number 353***7725 yours?"

"It's mine, what's the matter with you?"

One of the older policemen reached out and pushed me, and said in a deep voice:

"Come into the house and talk about it."

I had just sat down on the couch when a younger policeman took out a couple of A4 sheets of paper from his bag and handed them to me.

"Look, is this your QQ chat history?"

I reached out and took a look at it, and it was a transcript of my chat with that "stone" the other day. I looked at the policeman quizzically and nodded.

"What's the problem? This is supposed to be one of my readers, telling me about what happened to him, and this is also under the control of your police? ”

The old man looked up at me, looked up at me close to the couch, and said calmly:

"Originally, it wasn't under our control, but this kid who was chatting with you died!"

I was stunned.

"What? He's dead? How did he die? ”

"While I was chatting with you, the kid ripped off one of his ears and took a picture of you, after which he died. As for how he died, I'm afraid we'll have to ask you, right?! ”

Although I was surprised, I didn't show it, and asked:

"What are you going to ask me? Suspect that I made him rip off his ears? Also, What was the cause of his death? It can't be because of the loss of an ear, right? ”

The young policeman next to him was obviously a violent temper, and immediately said loudly:

"He had a heart attack because of the severe pain! What the hell did you say to him?! You'd better be honest ... ”

Before he could finish his sentence, he was stopped by the old policeman.

"We don't suspect you, we just hope you cooperate with the investigation."

I glanced at him, got up, took my computer and handed it to him:

"You can look it up with technical means and see what I've told him."

A policewoman immediately took it, plugged a USB flash drive into the computer, and crackled on the keyboard.

I didn't speak again, just watched them quietly.

After a short time, the policewoman raised her head, looked at the older Chang Chang, and shook her head gently.

There was a sound of the door opening the door, and Shen Mo appeared at the door.

Seeing the situation in the house, Shen Mo frowned and asked suspiciously:

"Where are you? What's the matter with coming to my house? ”

The elderly policeman glanced at the police uniform on Shen Mo's body, took out his ID from his pocket and handed it to Shen Mo:

"We are from the S City Public Security Bureau, and we are investigating a case to learn some information from Mr. Liu."

Shen Mo opened the certificate and looked at it, returned the certificate to him, and said lightly:

"My boyfriend is an investigator for non-routine cases hired by our city bureau, and you don't seem to have the right to ask him to cooperate with you."

I waved my hand at Shen Mo and said calmly:

"It's okay, that kid did contact me on QQ, and it's normal for them to come to me to understand the situation."

Turning to the old policeman, he said:

"Can I go back with you to see that child's body?"

The other party hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Shen Mo glared at me and didn't speak again. I know she doesn't want me to get involved in these things, but I really want to know what's going on.

A man ripped off his own ear, still a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and after telling me about his experience!

I rushed to S City with those people that day.

In the morgue, I saw the boy's body.

The moment she saw his face, the policewoman immediately screamed and almost fell directly to the ground. The faces of the other people were not very good-looking, and there was fear in their surprise.

Before I could speak, the policewoman suddenly trembled and said:

"Up, the last time we came, he, he, his expression wasn't like this!"

I leaned over and took a closer look at the corpse's expression:

His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs bulging out, and almost half of his eyes bulged out of his sockets. His mouth was wide open, his tongue curled and twisted together, his hands were tucked in front of his chest, and his left arm was visibly broken and hung down under his ribs.

I turned to look at the old policeman, who was also very unsightly, and despite the low temperature in the morgue, there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

"The last time you saw him, what did he look like? And also. ”

As I spoke, I reached out and pointed to the corpse's head:

"When did his other ear go missing?!"

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