Chapter 672 - Number 036 - Dream Ghost Baby (11)

On June 11, 2006, it was confirmed that Liu Wei had been eliminated. Termination of the investigation.

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I rewind the video second by second, and after a few attempts, the pause was successful.

The woman with a swollen belly on the bed should be Wang Yinan, Liu Wei's mother.

Her expression was hideous and full of fear, but the most terrifying thing was still her balloon-like belly.

After a pause, the picture is skewed. When shooting, the DV may have been held in Wu Ling's hand casually, and it was not filmed normally.

I couldn't help but tilt my head along with the picture and stare at the red water balloon in the picture.

Looking closely, I was sure that when I watched the video just now, I didn't look dazzled. Wang Yinan's stomach had indeed turned into a water balloon, which was filled with blood. I could even see some bubbles.

The video software I use is pre-installed when I buy my laptop, which is very advanced, but in fact, I usually watch videos and don't use so many functions at all.

At this time, I wanted to see the contents of Wang Yinan's stomach clearly, so I studied the function keys of the software to enlarge the picture and adjust the clarity.

The one-click operation of the fool deepens all the lines in the video frame, and the picture becomes a little weird.

But in this way, the contents of Wang Yinan's stomach also became clear.

It was indeed blood, but it was mixed with other things, like minced meat, and it seemed to have broken bones and internal organs.

I looked a little disgusted, covered my mouth, and barely made out.

I don't really have much research on the structure of the human body, but I just compare the minced meat, offal, and bones that I usually eat with what is in the picture. When you think about it, those things are really broken muscles, internal organs, and bones.

Once I confirmed it, I didn't want to read it any further.

The next second the video played, I played it at a slow speed, and I tried to pause it again to freeze the footage that had flashed by when I watched the video before.

Under the bed was a man. Thinking about it with his knees, he knew that this man could only be Liu Jian.

Liu Jian's appearance is not much better than Wang Yinan. His head parted, his head rolled under the bed, and I could only see his chin and neck a little in the frame. His body posture was very distorted, his hands on his headless neck, and his feet were strangely bent, as if he had done half of the kicking motion.

I wasn't interested in studying this bloody picture, and when I wanted to close it, something suddenly came to mind.

I moved my mouse over the editing interface to zoom in.

The break on Liu Jian's neck is moved to the center of the frame, magnified to a little blurry. In the upper left corner of the picture, in the shadows under the bed, his head rests there.

The lines in the picture are automatically outlined by software, and the broken trajectory of Liu Jian's neck becomes clear.

It wasn't a cut wound, it looked like a bite wound.

It made my back tighten, and a chill came out of my body.

A small tooth mark appeared in a broken neck place, so conspicuous.

When I realized that it was a tooth mark, I felt so terrified that I didn't have to think about the scene at that time.

The skull under the bed was also circled by software.

This always made me feel that Liu Jianzheng was looking out resentfully from under the gloomy bed.

When I turned off the video, my hands and feet were a little weak.

Judging from what I knew before, Ye Qing should have had a chance to stop Liu Wei when he attacked Wang Yinan and Liu Jian, right? I have some suspicions that Ye Qing released Liu Wei's behavior at that time, and only after the death of Wang Yinan and Liu Jian, did he take action to solve Liu Wei.

But that's just my guess.

I was stunned for a while, and when I was about to go to bed, I moved.

I squatted down slowly, fell to the ground, and looked at the dark bed.

The bed I slept on was relatively high, but the partition around it was only 10 centimeters from the floor, and the space under the bed was actually quite large.

Our family has lived in this room for 30 years, and there are many things in the corners of the house, and there are many things stuffed in the places that can be stuffed. There are a few cardboard boxes right under my bed. This was after cleaning a few years ago, and I lifted the bottom wooden bed board and packed some old things that I didn't use often in the house and put them under the bed.

There were five or six cardboard boxes, which contained some small old household appliances, old photo albums, tapes and videos, expired contract documents, and my parents' old books seemed to be packed in a box, and possibly homework books and transcripts from my sister and I when we were children. Mom and Dad often collected these things as souvenirs.

I took my phone and turned on the flash to shine under the bed, and beyond the dust on the floor, there were the cardboard boxes I remembered.

There are no heads.

Or maybe the head is in a blind spot that I can't see.

I know that this is what I imagined for a while.

I used to look at Aoba's files, and I also had a little association, such as the incident about the ghost of the underworld and the incident of "Story Solitaire", which gave me a psychological shadow about opening the door for a while.

Only this time, my associations are a bit exaggerated. I actually suspected that Liu Jian's head was under my own bed.

Compared to me, his head is more likely to appear under Ye Qing's iron frame bed, right?

I exhaled and looked at the dust on the floor, wondering if I needed to clean it up. But just thinking about the amount of labor makes me feel troublesome again. I also subconsciously thought that when the time came, I would remove the mattress and bed board and see the scene of the human head below......

Let's talk about the year-end cleaning.

I thought so and went to bed in peace.

My sister's college entrance examination has entered a more urgent countdown, and it also happened to pass the Dragon Boat Festival.

Coupons for zongzi have long been issued in the unit, and there are not many of them. My mom bought other rice dumplings with different flavors. These days, our family's breakfast is all zongzi.

And after arriving at the unit, I didn't expect to receive zongzi again.

It was a colleague from the next group who delivered the zongzi.

Although we are all in the demolition and relocation office, because we were transferred from different departments, we were divided into groups as early as the beginning, and the relationship between colleagues in different groups was mediocre. In addition, the members of our group are all old classmates, and later they were involved in the matter of the Workers' and Peasants' Six Villages and Aoba, and the relationship with other groups has opened up a lot.

This time, the other party sent a lot of zongzi. They came together in a group, each holding a large bag, which was divided into small bags of zongzi, each bag had five, tied with different threads, and it looked very beautiful. On top of that, these dumplings are not labeled, the big bags are all kinds of shopping bags, and the small bags are transparent fresh-keeping bags. No matter how you look at it, it's not a product that you bought from anywhere.

"This is Brother Zheng's mother's bag. Her old man was originally a master in Shengwei Zhai, and her skills are good! "The leader of the group next door is Jiang You, who is two years older than me, who is tall and has a loud voice, and he is handing out zongzi and introducing us at the same time.

Zheng Wei, who is in his forties, looks ordinary. His son is in junior high school, old and young, but the old people on both sides are in good health. I heard him say that after the demolition work is over, he will take an annual leave and take the whole family out for a trip.

I feel embarrassed.

The five of us thanked each other again and again.

Zheng Wei waved his hand with a smile, "She taught people to make zongzi in the community, and she wrapped a lot, and brought it back every day. The red line is the meat dumplings, and the white rice dumplings with the white line ......"