Chapter 11 To live to see a man, to die to see a corpse
Without saying anything, the two of them rushed out the door, ran into the rotunda, ran to the stairs, and ran towards the first floor. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The gate, right in front of them, they could even see the night outside the door.
But just as they were about to run to the door, the two of them stopped in unison, and their hearts ached as if they had been torn apart.
There was a man on the ground.
He lay in the doorway, forming a threshold with his body.
That's Sun Heyang.
At this moment, his eyeballs bulged, his eyes were cracking, and his whole body was strangely distorted. However, he had a large hole in his abdomen.
There was nothing in the big hole, not even bones.
Everything was shrouded in darkness, only Sun Heyang was exceptionally clear in the eyes of the two.
They saw his hand clearly.
It was a hand that was pressed under his own.
To live to see people, to die to see corpses.
They saw his body.
Feng ...... Mingran...... Sun Heyang ...... "Song Hangchen cried, trembling like leaves in the wind and rain.
"We ...... We must ...... Jump over him and run away, or else we'll ...... It's going to be dead! Feng Mingran's voice was also trembling, but he still maintained a glimmer of sobriety.
"I ...... I ......" Song Hangchen didn't say a reason for a long time.
Feng Mingran gritted his teeth, grabbed Song Hangchen's wrist, and ran forward fiercely. As he was about to reach Sun Heyang's body, he jumped violently.
Two young men, in this night, ran at the fastest speed in their lives, running into the unknown and endless darkness.
When they came, three people. When walking, two people.
The picture on the screen has become slightly brighter.
Feng Mingran's hand was clenched tightly, and his voice trembled violently. While he was telling about this, Jiang Zihe always looked at him without saying a word.
"So, what's your request?" Jiang Zihe asked.
"I'm not done yet." Feng Mingran said, "If this is the end of the matter, I don't think I will choose to come to you." ”
"Could it be that something else is going on?"
"Yes."
Feng Mingran lowered his head, as if he was fighting fiercely with himself.
Finally, he raised his head, but his gaze still did not fall on Jiang Zihe's face, but looked at the air.
"After we fled back, Song Hangchen didn't dare to go back to the dormitory, and the two of us stayed in an Internet café until dawn the next day. After dawn, our fears were alleviated a lot. However, out of fear, we didn't say anything. We are all college students living on campus, and Sun Heyang's parents don't contact him every day, so they didn't notice anything unusual right away. We agreed that if the police came looking for us, we insisted that we had been at the Internet café since 8 p.m., and we discussed the rhetoric with the staff at the Internet café. We also made up the details, such as going to the internet café and not playing games, just watching a movie for a while, and then falling asleep in a daze. In fact, we made these preparations just to avoid trouble, after all, Sun Heyang was not killed by us, and we are not guilty, but we are just a little guilty. To be honest, we have already thought about it, the big deal is to live with guilt for a while, and it is estimated that soon, this matter will be forgotten. However, what I didn't expect was that person had no intention of letting us go at all......"
"That person?" Jiang Zihe repeated sharply.
"Hmm......" Feng Mingran's palms sweated a lot, rubbing his pants, "The owner of that murderous mansion, the murderer who killed those out-of-town tourists and Sun Heyang." He is an out-and-out murderer! ”
Jiang Zihe didn't speak, his eyes stared sharply into Feng Mingran's eyes.
Feng Mingran paused for a moment and continued to tell what happened afterward.
The picture darkens again, although this time it happened during the day.
Song Hangchen was running like crazy, holding his mobile phone in his hand, and he was saying loudly: "Feng Mingran! Come on! ”
"What are you talking about?" Feng Mingran immediately became nervous and asked loudly.
The next picture has been focused on Feng Mingran.
"He's coming! He's coming! Because he was running rapidly, Song Hangchen was a little out of breath.
"Who's coming?"
"The man in the painting!"
"Be clear!" Feng Mingran was anxious.
There was no Song Hangchen's voice on the other end of the phone, but there was a loud noise.
It was the sound of the door slamming shut.
Then there was the sound of rummaging through the cabinets.
"Hey! Song Hangchen! What are you doing? Speak! Feng Mingran yelled.
"Feng Mingran, do you remember the oil paintings on the walls we saw in the rotunda of that murderous mansion?"
"Oil paintings?" Feng Mingran thought for a moment, "Ah, I remembered!" ”
"That's the man! The fierce man on that painting, he's coming! ”
"What did you say?"
"I saw him in the hallway just after class. He was wearing a gray robe, skinny and skinny, but his eyes, I will never forget! And...... And ......"
"And what?"
"And he still has an axe in his hand, and there is blood on it! He saw me and rushed towards me. I remember him, I know it's him ......" Speaking of this, Song Hangchen lowered his voice, "I know that he killed Sun Heyang and those out-of-town tourists." He's found us, and he's going to hunt us down! Run, get out of the city! ”
"Where are you now?"
"Bedroom. I can't say any more, I have to leave as soon as possible. Feng Mingran, take care of yourself! ”
Feng Mingran wanted to say something, but the phone had already hung up.
His hands hung down, and his face was full of panic.
How can it be? Why?
The heart beat wildly, like a beast about to break free from its cage.
Suddenly, Feng Mingran remembered that Song Hangchen's dormitory and his dormitory were opposite, and looking out from the window of his dormitory, he could see the door of Song Hangchen's dormitory.
He immediately threw himself in front of the window, opened it, and looked out desperately.
He happened to see Song Hangchen running out of it with a backpack and bumping into several students. But he didn't care, and ran with a panicked face.
Feng Mingran's eyes followed Song Hangchen's figure and ran away, and he ran not far from the school gate until he could no longer see him.
He sat on the bed in a gloomy way, trying to figure it out, but his mind was a mess.
Finally, he made up his mind to go back to his hometown as well. This is a matter of human life, not a joke.
He began to pack his things. His house was far away from Haiyuan, so he brought a few packets of instant noodles and two pieces of bread from his bedroom. Then he filled a jug of water, dug out his wallet and student ID, and stuffed them all into his hiking bag. After thinking about it, I felt that something was missing.
What's missing?
Yes, if I meet that person on the road, I have to be able to protect myself.
He pulled out a fruit knife and removed a metal bar from the old trolley case.
Everything was ready, and he planned to leave the dormitory and go to the train station.