I don't know how I got home, Zhao Feng's words kept lingering in my head. If I said it before, I might still feel a little guilty about Zhao Feng's stupidity. But now it's different, Zhao Feng died, and the cause of the incident was that rainy night. We two money-obsessed bastards have been retaliated against by evil spirits.

Zhao Feng is already dead, and as he said, it will be my turn next. These days, my spirit has been tormented and broken.

I don't know if I'll die like Zhao Feng, but I know that my fate is definitely not going to be any better.

In this way, after a few months, I felt as if I had aged many years. And, to my horror, my son seemed to have changed, and he always looked at me with a hint of indifference and calmness. Sometimes, I even have the feeling that he wants to kill me!

That time when I was taking a shower in the bathroom, my son walked in with a long fruit knife. I had water stains all over my eyes, and I didn't see what he was holding in his hand.

Just as I was rinsing with water, my son walked up to me unconsciously. He put the fruit knife against my belly and giggled.

I felt a chill in my belly, and when I looked down, my hair stood on end. My son looked up and looked at me with a very strange expression, and at the same time, the fruit knife against my belly began to rub against my belly.

I pushed my son away, and the fruit knife fell to the ground. It was not a coincidence that it happened to pass my foot and suddenly opened a big hole.

When I was about to question, I was shocked to find that Mrs. Shi's head appeared on my son's neck.

Mrs. Shi smiled at me suspiciously, and her wrinkled lips couldn't help but lick it.

I screamed and ran out of the bathroom like crazy.

After that, I became very sensitive, and subconsciously thought that my son was possessed by Mrs. Shi's ghost.

I began to avoid my son, intentionally or unintentionally, but after all, it was a luxury.

I feel that if I continue like this, even if I am not killed by Mrs. Shi, I am very likely to be scared to death by myself.

I don't want to die, my son can live if he is gone, and if my life is gone, then there will be nothing.

I figured that instead of sitting back and waiting, I might as well take the initiative myself.

I'm not human, I'm a beast, I killed my own son with my own hands!

That day, I found my son sitting on my bed with the jade cigarette holder in his mouth, spitting clouds from time to time.

When he saw me, his face changed rapidly, and in an instant, he changed into Mrs. Shi. I completely lost my mind at that time, rushed into the kitchen and got a kitchen knife, pressed my son on the bed, looked at Mrs. Shi's face, and slashed it down.

Blood spurted from my neck, splattering all over me. At that moment, I felt a sense of relief.

But the next moment, my expression froze. After Mrs. Shi's head was cut off by me, it immediately became my son's head. His eyes widened and he looked at me in confusion. I still can't forget that expression.

Before I could come to my senses, my son's head suddenly flew up, opened his mouth, and bit me down on the neck.

I kept slapping the skull, stumbling to the kitchen. It just so happened that at this time, the water in the pot was boiling. With all the strength of my body, I forcibly ripped off the head that had bitten my neck, and in an instant, there was a burst of blood on my neck.

I threw the head into the boiling water. Then pick up the lid and close it, and then, press the lid with your hand. I was afraid that this head was flying out, and I had no other thought in my heart than to kill this hateful old lady.

I don't know how long it took, but the smell of meat reached my nostrils. I carefully opened the lid of the pot and saw that my son's head had been cooked.

I slammed into the guts and took the head out. But at that moment, my son's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened, and I was startled, and reflexively wanted to throw his head out.

But it was still a step too late, and the head was in my hands, not controlled at all.

I looked at my son's terrible expression, and my heart was so fierce that I opened my mouth and bit it. "I'll bite you, bite you!"

You don't know, I didn't want to eat my son's head at all, but as soon as I bit his head, the meat on it would involuntarily fall off and flood into my mouth. I didn't even have to swallow it, it naturally entered my stomach......

When Zhuo Feifei said this, he couldn't cry anymore. It can be seen that he really regrets it.

To say what was told before, the Song team can still hold back, but this time, no one can control it. Several people rushed out of the interrogation room and ran to the bathroom to vomit.

My brow furrowed, this kind of thing is really unheard of. Even if Zhuo Feifei and Zhao Feng took Mrs. Shi's things, the latter's revenge was really contrary to common sense.

I'm not a detective, and I don't have the ability to reason. It's just that there are always a few things in my mind that I can't understand. In order to thoroughly investigate this matter, and at the same time to give an explanation to Team Song, after thinking about it, I asked Team Song to escort Zhuo Feifei back to the scene of the crime, that is, Zhuo Feifei's haunted home.

At this point, the Song team had already been frightened, for fear of provoking the unjust soul of Mrs. Shangshi, and it would be more than worth the loss.

He didn't agree, he said it in a daze, and would rather end up with an unsolved case than investigate the case.

I understand his feelings, and I can't say anything. After all, he is an official, I am a citizen, and I only have the share of obedience.

Zhuo Feifei heard our conversation and went crazy on the spot, he kept yelling at me and the Song team, if it weren't for the handcuffs, he would probably fight with us.

This time, I'm just a soy sauce player. To be exact, it didn't let me shoot. Despite this, Team Song was still very polite to me. That night, Team Song invited me and Feng Xuejiao to dinner for the first time.

I don't think this guy is idle and has nothing to do to invite us to dinner, but he didn't say anything on the surface, Team Song asked, and I replied.

After some conversation, I understood that this guy wanted me to play for him for a long time. Every year, there are some cases that cannot be explained by science, and if they are in other places, it is not about the Song team, so they can not ask and interfere.

But if it is not handled well in the place under his jurisdiction, it will affect his future. After all, it's not the same thing to always take unsolved cases as a solution.

For this kind of request, I really couldn't cry and laugh, and politely agreed. Promised the Song team, as long as there is a dispatch in the future, they will be on call.