Not to mention the dark road of Wu Changjiang and his family, driving home is naturally inevitable all the way.

Let's take a look at Gong's situation. She was in a psychedelic dream, like the legendary kind of chicken-smelling and dancing, in the soft sound of music, a strange allure, penetrating into the eardrums. She slowly got up from the sofa, looked around in confusion, walked aimlessly to the door, opened the door and pressed the elevator step by step by the light of the sensor lamp......

In the dead silence of the night, the evil wind is miserable, spinning up the streets with fallen leaves, breaking confetti, and drifting with the wind. Gong walked nervously on the street, like a ghost, moving his stiff legs. Walk through the street and walk the alley to a road. The streets are lined with street lamps, flashing orange and yellow ghostly beams, and the trees in the green belt shaking in the breeze, solemnly and quietly under the morning mist, waiting for the baptism of dawn to come.

A gust of cold wind blew in, blowing Gong's messy hair and cheeks. Consciousness suddenly returned, and when I looked up, I felt as if I was in a dream, how could I be inexplicably on this somewhat familiar road.

Gong woke up and wanted to return, when two spotlights shone brightly. A swarthy behemoth, like a drunken man, slammed into her drunken light.

Gong raised her hand to cover the beam of light that pierced her eyes and couldn't open it, but she couldn't stop the attack of the behemoth, and she felt like a floating leaf, hit hard by something.

Gong didn't feel the pain at this time, she struggled to get up from the ground, and there seemed to be a sticky stream flowing down her hands and cheeks.

Gong stretched out his hand, climbed the cold and slippery object, stretched out his bloody palm and slapped it, and shouted for help weakly......

Gong's shouts were tiny, but they didn't arouse sympathy from the people inside the behemoth, but caused another crush.

Gong was once again crushed to the ground by the ruthless tires, and the sound of brittle bones and joints crushed the internal organs and squeezed out of his abdomen. Blood is like a ruptured hose gushing out from all parts of the body.

Gong's eyes burst, his black pupils stared at it stiffly, and the behemoth that crushed him again shook his fingers weakly, and his body was ruthlessly ravaged under the tires.

After Gong's various organs disappeared, they were like a charged battery, gradually losing their heat in the cold wind. A piece of blood red stained the road, and the limbs were scattered, only the pair of bloodshot pupils were still staring at the distant behemoth in a daze. In the dark, a cold wind followed the panicked and escaped behemoth.

The early morning breeze blew the green willows, and there were early road maintenance workers and road cleaners on the road, and when an aunt was picking up her part of the road, she saw that there were blood stains all the way, and she wondered and followed the blood trail to the front.

A bloody female corpse had been crushed to the point of being inhuman, like a pile of bloody mud......

"Oh my god! Crushed to death......" Auntie's panicked voice resounded far and wide in the fog in the early morning.

The traffic police came, the crushed body was pulled away, and the news was broadcast on the morning news of the TV station for the first time.

Chen Jun worked overtime with his friends last night to make a new draft work plan, and went to bed around 1 a.m., but he is a scheming man, and the habit of waking up early was developed many years ago in business, so he almost vomited when the nanny brought the prepared breakfast to the coffee table and watched while eating.

But how is the unique style of the broken clothes of the female corpse in the TV picture so similar to Liu Jing's pajamas? Chen Jun was stunned and a feeling of uneasiness arose, he was stunned, the egg in his hand fell to the ground silently, rolled down a few times and stopped at a gap in the floor tiles. At this time, a terrible thought popped up in his mind, is this female corpse Liu Jing? It can't be that coincidental! The deceased was wearing her clothes.

A heart suddenly fell to pain, Chen Jun no longer had the heart to eat, trembling hands picked up the phone, afraid of hearing the bad news of Chen Jing's accident on the phone, decisively dialed her number.

'The number you dialed is on a call. ’

Chen Jun's heart was beating wildly, his throat was like he was suddenly stuffed with cotton, and he was about to suffocate, and his breathing was not smooth. gap, and nervous jumping. Bounce out the door from the slippery floor tiles in the living room, get into the elevator, and go downstairs. What used to take 10 minutes took only 5 minutes. He was racing all the way to the parking lot, and the car key couldn't be inserted into the lock hole, couldn't catch fire, and couldn't start, only then did he notice that he had taken the wrong key.

Chen Jun anxiously slapped the steering wheel, and the red light flashed just now gave him what seemed like a year's wait. The red light had just been changed to a yellow light, his car had already left the crossbar line, and he was almost fined several times, he was anxious, all he thought about was Liu Jing's shadow, and all kinds of terrible thoughts deeply tore his heart.

When the car finally drove into the parking garage of the rented house, Chen Jun jumped out of the car and rushed to the door of the unit. A heart is still beating wildly, all kinds of speculations are in the heart, and he is born indiscriminately, at this time, he is sweating, and he doesn't know if it is cold sweat or sweating caused by the heat. In short, he was covered in sweat, his clothes were stuck to his skin, and the beads of sweat hung on his forehead like transparent beads, and he didn't bother to wipe them, so he ran straight upstairs.

Going upstairs is with anticipation, and the action is a 100-meter sprint. Looking at the door, Chen Jun suddenly remembered that he was in a hurry, and he forgot to take the door key, so he had to ring the doorbell and looked at the door with hopeful eyes, looking forward to the scene when the door would suddenly open.

But Chen Jun was disappointed in the end, the door did not move, he raised his hand and slapped it, his palms were red and numb with pain. The door was still not opened, and the more this happened, the more anxious he became, and his heart hung in his chest, like a bell, 'Knock knock.' 'Desperate pounding on the chest. Take a deep breath, force yourself to calm down, and try your best to endure the nerves and thoughts that are about to collapse.

Chen Jun decisively used his mobile phone to dial the landline in the house, and after the phone was dialed, his heart was beating violently, no one answered for a long time, and he sighed like a moan of frustration. Said to himself: It seems that I have to go to the funeral home to claim the body.

Chen Jun's legs were as heavy as lead, and every time he stepped down the stairs, he was so tired that he had almost no strength. But his heart was always looking forward to it, and he whispered: Jing'er, don't scare me. Is it okay to come out? Every time he took a step, his head was a little dizzy, his thinking was a little confused, and he always remembered the days when he was with Liu Jing, his intestines were full of regret, and he shouldn't have left her for a day and a night for the company's business.