Chapter 133: Train 14

While I was eating instant noodles, I was chatting with Zixi and Inla, Inla was still the same, the main time was to listen to us quietly, we talked all over the world, from physics to forensic science, and from forensic science to art, when we talked about music from art, we suddenly got stuck, because we must have thought of Tianmei at the same time, Tianmei didn't even have any news now, did she arrive safely somewhere, what was she doing?

I looked at my instant noodles and there was only soup left, so I picked up the soup bowl and prepared to take it to the big trash can next to the bathroom outside, and I said, "You go ahead, I'm going to take out the trash." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

I went out and went to the bathroom, there was a large trash can next to the bathroom, with a big lid on it, I opened the lid, and without looking at it, I threw the soup bowl of instant noodles into it and immediately closed the lid. As I started walking back, I suddenly felt as if something was wrong, why was there a rotten smell in the trash can just now?

Although the smell of corruption is faint, but for the forensic doctor, this smell is too familiar, just like the smell of some meat tissue corruption, but if this smell is absent, it doesn't seem to be so obvious, is it my delusion?

I stopped, turned around and walked back to the trash can, and opened the trash can again, only to see that the trash can was at least half a bucket of garbage, and there was a mess in it, there was everything, there was the instant noodle bowl I just threw in, there were orange peels, there were drink bottles, and even a piece of baby diaper, and there was some ...... stuck to the diaper

I took a sip of the smell wafting out of the garbage can, this time the smell was weird, the smell of sour pulp mixed with the smell of urine came to my nose, the familiar smell just now seemed to be gone again, I was thinking about what to do when I heard a cry behind me: "Su San." ”

It was Zixi's voice, I hurriedly put down the lid of the trash can in my hand, and the lid "snapped" on the trash can, and when the lid was patted, a smell was lifted, and I seemed to smell the familiar smell again, what is it? So strange.

"Su San, what's the matter? Found a treasure in the trash? Zixi walked up to me and said jokingly.

I also jokingly said, "yes, when I was working, I used to pick up treasures in the trash can." "I mean I often find valuable physical evidence, even body parts, in the trash.

Zixi sneered: "It can't be that kind of thing, right?" ”

I smiled knowingly, "That kind of thing is also a treasure." ”

Zixi passed by me and went to the bathroom, I stood by the trash can and thought for a while, the smell was no longer smelly, it was really strange, how could there be such a rotten smell in this trash can, could it be that a passenger threw spoiled meat food here?

Not long after, I heard the sound of Zixi opening the door, and quickly turned around and walked to the room, otherwise it would be embarrassing to wait for him to come out and see me still standing by the trash can.

"Su San, wait for me." I heard Zixi calling me from behind, I looked back, in the long aisle, there was only Zixi alone, Zixi's face was very white under the dim fluorescent lamp, if I didn't know that there was a person behind me, suddenly turned around, and saw such a miserable white face, I would definitely be startled.

Zixi walked up, didn't say anything, we walked into the room one after the other, Inla was already reading, she saw us come in, and put down the book.

It was supposed to continue chatting, but somehow, there was a silence on the scene.

This time, it was rare for Yin to open her mouth, and she said: "Teacher Zixi, after listening to your story in the morning, I feel that your past is really miserable, but you are so honest and sunny now, how did you get through this difficult time psychologically?" ”

I think Inla is which pot is not open and which pot is not mentioned, Zixi's so sad childhood was mentioned by Tianmei, and now Inla is going to dig into other people's past, it is really an ignorant child, I said: "Don't talk about this, recalling the past will make a person old." ”

Zixi ignored me, and he said to Inla, "Is it miserable? Do you think that's miserable? ”

Inla didn't understand me either, and she continued to say timidly, "Isn't this miserable? ”

Zixi sneered: "Of course it's not miserable enough, later after Buji's death, the thin forensic doctor didn't come, I thought everything was over, but then a lot of things happened one after another." ”

I knew that Zixi was going to talk about his past again, and it was not good to obstruct it directly, so I could only listen to him: "Later, I knew that there was a classmate named Little Cabbage in the next class, and she spread the news of my mother making chickens, and Boogie also listened to her and only learned about my mother, and I was very angry after I knew it, if it wasn't for Little Cabbage, Boogie would not have died, so when I was out of school, I stopped her halfway and beat her hard." ”

"The next day, when I came home from school, I heard a woman's scream coming from my tin room, it was my mother's voice, a man yelling, who made your son beat my daughter?"

"I knew it must be Cabbage's father who came to the door, and I felt the murderous aura enveloping my little tin room, so I hurried and kicked open the wooden door. Sure enough, it was the father of the little cabbage, holding a bright sharp knife in his hand, which was the sharp knife they usually use to kill wild dogs, and he pressed it on my mother, who gasped loudly. I rushed over and took the wooden stick that I usually used to top the door to hit the little cabbage's father. My strength was too small, and he was unharmed. ”

"My mom screamed there, Xiao Ming, call the police! I threw away the stick and frantically went to my mother's phone. Suddenly, the little cabbage father let go of my mother, and pounced on me like a hungry wolf, but his foot tripped over my little desk, and his fat body fell to the ground in response, and the sharp knife immediately took off his hand, and slid towards me with a 'poof'. I looked at the sharp knives on the ground, and I couldn't help but think of the uncles by the railroad catching wild dogs, bloody, they caught wild dogs, and directly plunged them into the necks of wild dogs, and they pulled out bloody sharp knives and wiped them with dry grass, while laughing happily like hunters. ”

"The little cabbage father has already climbed up, and I have no choice, so I picked up the sharp knife on the ground in an instant and held it tightly in my hand. My mother also stood up and threw herself at me. Mom slammed her body into the solid back of Daddy Cabbage with an instantaneous burst, and his knees immediately bent at an angle, his belly bulged forward, and his head fell to my side. At this point, I was forced to have no way out, leaning my back against the iron wall, the tip of the knife facing forward. ”

"When I felt the heavy body of the little cabbage father squeezing hard towards me and pressing me who couldn't move at all, a viscous warm liquid had completely soaked my right hand, and his whole body was like a tiger that Wu Song had knocked down, lying on top of me. When the mother struggled to open the body of the little cabbage father, she found that he had the sharp knife in his chest that had brought him. ”

"The sirens outside are coming from far and near, and someone must have heard the sound and called the police. Mom ran out of the house and ran towards the railroad bridge, screaming as she ran, I killed you, I killed you! Several policemen got out of the police car and chased after my mother. Seeing her mother run to the top of the railway bridge, the police were already about to catch up with her. She suddenly turned to the guardrail of the bridge and screamed, I killed her! Then he rolled over and jumped off the bridge. ”

"I stood on the edge of the tin room and saw that my mother's face was also pale and pale, and her body fell on the railroad tracks with a dull sound. The bridge became my nightmare again, and the police told me that my mother committed suicide in fear of sin, and only I knew that it was actually me who killed the little cabbage's father. ”

At this time, my heart felt a tremble, how could Zixi's story be so long? The suffering was beyond my imagination, and Inla leaned back on the cushion behind the bed, a look of pity in her eyes.

[Author's note: How do you feel like something big is going to happen again?] (To be continued.) )