"I didn't!"

The man retorted sharply, "I love her, how could I kill her, she ...... She was already dead when she was poisoned by the gas! ”

Lao Dao also walked over at this time, heard the man's words, and glanced at the skin bag on the washstand, still confused, a little confused.

Didn't the man's wife get back?

Bai Luo walked towards the man step by step, but the man retreated step by step in Bai Luo's gaze, "You said you didn't kill her, so ...... What's going on with this skin? ”

Hearing this, Lao Dao, who was picking up the skin bag to observe, shook his hands and almost threw the skin on the ground.

This...... Is it human skin?

The old man's mentality adjusts quickly, and he often deals with ghosts and monsters, but he is not afraid of a human skin, just subconsciously surprised.

Lao Dao unfolded the skin, but found that it was just a simple skin, which looked like a leaky water bag, not human skin at all.

It seems to be a leaky water bag, and on this skin bag, there is a 'wound' about ten centimeters long, as if it was smoothly cut by a knife.

"Aze, this isn't a human skin!"

Bai Luo waved his hand and signaled Lao Dao not to speak, but the man did not relax because of Lao Dao's words, he already knew that what Lao Dao was holding in his hand was a water bag that looked like human skin, but it was indeed his wife who had lived with him for a few days, and even had a phoenix every night.

He still remembers the feeling of ecstasy.

"I didn't kill my wife, it was a ghost ......"

The man finally stopped retreating, holding his head in his hands, squatting on the ground, and there was a faint sound of crying and whimpering, helpless, hesitant, and a hint of fear.

That day, he woke up in the hospital, his mother and mother-in-law...... They all came to comfort him, with tears in their eyes, and told him that his wife was dead.

He almost fainted, he loved her, and was even willing to give everything for her, he didn't even know how to get back to the villa, he just wanted to come back and take another look.

But, in the villa, he saw his wife, who was standing there as beautiful and virtuous as ever, and he rushed up to her, and hugged her tightly.

It's a little cold to the touch, like water, but it's real, and the skin is softer and more delicate than before.

He didn't care about the difference.

That night, he stripped off his wife's clothes, and he hugged her tighter and kissed her on the lips deeply.

Unlike the previous warm touch, this time, it was with a hint of coldness.

The moment the two of them merged into one, he suddenly gasped, still ...... The cold touch, he was about to ask in confusion, but his wife suddenly took the initiative to kiss him.

This night, his wife was unusually active, almost the exact opposite of before, and there was nothing else in his mind.

One night, he opened his eyes in a daze and found that it was not his wife who was asleep next to him, but a mass full of water...... Hydration bladder!

He woke up suddenly, sweating profusely, and found that his wife was still by his side, and let out a long breath, it turned out to be a dream.

He hugged his wife tightly.

However, in the middle of the night the next day, he suddenly wanted to go to the toilet, but when he woke up, he found that his wife was not around, the bathroom light was on, and he didn't bother to put on his shoes and walked straight over.

The door of the bathroom was not closed tightly, and through the crack in the door, he looked inside, a water bag, standing in front of a mirror of equal height, squirming a little hard, and conjuring a pair of palms.

After that, the palm of the hand began to be fabricated, as if a ball of plasticine was kneaded into a small figure, and the water bag was pinched out little by little, and the limbs, curves, and organs were fabricated, no different from the real person.

In the end, the water bag began to fabricate his face, and the delicate facial features were exactly what his wife looked like, thrushes, eyelashes...... Little by little, the hydration bladder eventually became the one he was most familiar with.

His eyes widened, and his heart was filled with fear for a moment, and ...... Disgusting!

In the past few days, it has always been ...... who has been upside down with him. This thing?

He retreated in fear, cautiously, without the urge to pee, until his wife returned to bed and lay down beside him again, his body tense all the time.

During the day of the next day, he watched his wife busy in the kitchen and living room, and suddenly fell into an endless struggle, and finally, he picked up the fruit knife, hid it behind him, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm your wife!"

He began to growl, "Stop lying to me, I ask, you, yes, who!" ”

He paused word by word, but saw the puzzled expression on her face, "Husband, what's wrong with you, I'm your wife!" ”

As she spoke, she walked over to him.

"You...... Don't come here! ”

Her face was still full of doubt, and she reached out to see if he had a fever, but in fear, he swung his knife.

The fruit knife easily cut a hole in her lower abdomen, and her movements suddenly froze.

still maintained the movement of reaching out, still full of doubts, but, in his eyes, he was full of disbelief and sadness, under this kind of look, he suddenly did not dare to look into her eyes again.

The wound in the lower abdomen was not blood, but a viscous green liquid, which flowed on the floor, but without the slightest viscosity, all the way down the sewer.

She was left with only a skin......

After listening to the man's words in a whimper, Lao Dao was silent, standing in place, holding the skin, motionless, but Bai Luo squatted on the ground, pulled down the man's hands holding his head, and said, "You are very sad? ”

"Are you crying?"

"But...... What about your tears? ”

Hearing this, Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on the man's face.

The man's sadness didn't seem to be fake, with a look of a dead wife, oh, he really died of his wife, but there was not a single tear in his eyes.

The man was also stunned, and reached out to touch the corner of his eye, "I...... Won't cry anymore? ”

"Hehe......"

Bai Luo smiled and stood up straight, "It's not that you won't cry, but ...... Can't cry! ”

Bai Luo beckoned Lao Dao to leave, and Lao Dao followed Bai Luo out of the villa, still looking confused, "What's going on?" ”

"Both of them have problems, and they don't know it......"

………

The man burned his wife's skin.

That night, the man had a dream in which he dreamed that he had become a water bag, and he wanted to move, but he couldn't move a bit, because he had no hands or feet, and he was lying on his stomach.

The next morning, the man opened his eyes and looked down at himself, there were hands and feet, he was human!

The man exhaled, walked into the bathroom, washed, took a razor, and began to shave.

"Hiss~"

Accidentally, the razor made a small cut on the chin, which hurt a little, but it was nothing.

The man wanted to continue shaving, but suddenly found that he couldn't move......

He still maintained the action of gasping for air, his whole body seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move, and at the wound on his chin, drops of green liquid flowed out and flowed into the sewer.

And he can only watch.

He remembered his wife's eyes before she died, and his eyes were full of fear, but the only thing that could change was his eyes.

The police received a report, and the informant was an old man, but when the police rushed into the man's villa, they only found a complete skin.

It took a long time for the police to find a small cut in the skin.

Other than that, nothing has been found......

Another case, an unsolved case......

(End of chapter)