Some people die when they die, and some people still think they are not dead when they die, and they are still doing the things of the living;

This situation, in fact, is very common, and even often seen in the newspapers, the most famous one is that there is a family in Hong Kong ordered takeaway, the takeaway brother went to knock on the door, heard the sound of rubbing mahjong inside but no one came to open the door, the takeaway brother can only continue to knock on the door, or continue to play mahjong but still no one opens the door, and finally the takeaway brother is anxious, this takeaway is quite a lot if the pigeon is deducted from his own salary.

It is estimated that the takeaway brother was also mixed up earlier, and directly kicked the door with his legs, okay, the door kicked open, and then the takeaway brother was so frightened that he immediately sat on the ground, and the takeaway was scattered all over the ground.

In the room, there was a mahjong table, and then four chairs, and there was a person sitting on each chair, and all four people were lying on the mahjong table, their faces were facing the door, and the corners of their mouths were smiling, but their faces were iron blue, and their eyes were wide open.

Later, the police came, and the autopsy report concluded that the four people had been poisoned by charcoal for four days, and several of them had spoken with their families several times in the past two days.

Hong Kong has not experienced the baptism of sports like the mainland, so Hong Kong people are more convinced in this regard, and the master does have some level, explaining that they are dead, but they still think they are alive and doing what they should do when they are alive.

If a living person is dead, it is dead, in Zhao Zhu's opinion, there will be this kind of thing that is dead but thinks he is still alive, someone must have done it on purpose, and they deceived the dead.

Let the dead still think they are alive.

"Okay, four catties of meat, freshly roasted."

Cheng Fan took out the knife and began to cut directly at the meat on his thigh. Cut off a large piece, weighed it in his hand, and then put the meat in front of Zhao Zhu.

There was a "pop", and the sound was very loud.

It's the sound of meat falling on the table.

This sound reminded Zhao Zhu of when he was a child, only about four years old, and followed his father to a party, the meeting place was a well-known mutton shop in Shenzhen at that time, the adults were chatting about things at the table, and the children naturally felt bored, so Zhao Zhu ran off the table to play alone. Then he ran to the kitchen area behind him, and saw a sheep that had been scalded and hung on a hook.

The sheep is still steaming hot, it is dead, and this heat is the residual temperature of hot water.

Immediately afterwards, a cook took a large knife and cut through the neck of the sheep, and then pulled it all the way down, cutting a thick slit in the entire abdomen of the sheep.

Then, the cook's hand reaches in. The internal organs of the sheep were taken out of it and thrown on a large wooden board in front of Zhao Zhu.

"Boom!"

The voice, and the sound at this time, was almost exactly the same.

Zhao Zhu didn't understand why he suddenly thought of the feeling he felt when he first watched "Killing" up close.

But. Seeing that his old friend had become like this at this time, one-third of the flesh on his body had basically been cut off, and the bones could be seen in many places, of course Zhao Zhu would not feel very good in his heart.

"Meimei." Zhao Zhu asked. He saw Cheng Fan and his daughter here, but he didn't see Cheng Fan's granddaughter.

"Meimei, play in the kitchen. This kid is very well-behaved, but sometimes he likes to be naughty. ”

Zhao Zhu nodded, got up and went to the kitchen, pushed open the kitchen door, Zhao Zhu saw Meimei, Meimei became very white and a little fat at this time, because she was placed in a big pot that had boiled big bones before, the pot was full of water, the fire below was still burning, the water was boiling, the little girl's body had been boiled to the point of swelling, and there was a smell of meat in the air.

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Zhao Zhu scolded and stepped forward to turn off the fire.

"What are you doing? I'm bathing my family, how can you turn off the fire, when the water is cold, what should I do if my family is so beautiful that I catch a cold! Let me tell you, my sister has been in poor health since she was a child, and she is weak and sickly, but she can't catch a cold. ”

It was Meimei's mother, Cheng Lin, who spoke out.

Cheng Lin had been accompanying her father in front of her to greet the guests, Cheng Fan cut the meat for the guests to eat, and Cheng Lin was no exception, the two balls on her chest had been cut off, and they looked like two pits, which were very dazzling.

Cheng Lin muttered a sentence to Zhao Zhu, and then immediately went to turn on the fire of the gas stove again, seeing that the pot was still rolling, a touch of maternal brilliance appeared on Cheng Lin's face.

"Meimei, let's take a bath for a while, it's good for your body, this bathtub is too small, otherwise your mother will soak with you."

Continuing his life, now it is not necessary, Zhao Zhu actually doesn't have too much anger in his heart, he just feels a little tired, he feels tired for Cheng Fan's family, here, there is no useful information to extract, let's let the little fox purify this place, take a look more, listen to it more, it feels depressing.

Zhao Zhu came out of the kitchen and was about to go out, but at this time Cheng Fan immediately shouted:

"You're going out."

Zhao Zhu turned his back to him and nodded.

"Check out, how can I get out if I haven't checked out yet!" Cheng Fan shouted.

"That's right, check out, how can you not give money after eating such delicious meat, but you can't be like that woman, we Lao Cheng served meat, but people left without paying."

The last sentence was said by one of the diners, he was also dead at this time, he should have been a very gentle person before his death, and he should be a teacher judging by the costume and the textbooks placed next to him, but Zhao Zhu also noticed that this teacher had a jade pendant hanging around his neck, although there was no magic weapon energy fluctuation, but it was also opened by a real monk.

So, does he remember something?

Zhao Zhu walked towards the teacher, the teacher didn't know how much human flesh he had eaten, and his stomach was already swollen, but he was still eating, eating very happily.

"What does the woman you said she would leave without paying?"

"That woman, she is very young and beautiful, she eats such delicious meat, and she doesn't give money, and Lao Cheng has a good temper, otherwise she can go?"

"You're mistaken, where is this woman?"

"yes, you think women want to go crazy." "Haha, yes, he's separated from his wife."

Other diners began to laugh at the teacher.

The teacher immediately got up and shouted as he continued to stuff meat into his mouth:

"I really saw it, there was a mole on the bottom of the woman's neck, I remember, I remember!"

Then there was a lot of noisy noise, and Cheng Fan himself said that he didn't remember.

"How much, I gave." Zhao Zhu said.

"One hundred and sixty yuan, you can give one hundred and fifteen, if you like to eat, come next time, do you want me to pack the meat for you?"

Zhao Zhu took out his wallet, took out one hundred and fifty fast, and handed it to Cheng Fan, Cheng Fan took the money and nodded, he still couldn't recognize Zhao Zhu, Cheng Lin couldn't recognize Zhao Zhu, the only little bit of information was still from the mouth of this dead teacher, and he didn't know if it was useful, what if it was nonsense he said after his death, or maybe his memory was confused before his death.

After settling the bill, Zhao Zhu walked out of the barbecue restaurant, and Xuan Xuan was waiting for Zhao Zhu at the door of the car.

"How's it going, did you find the clue you're looking for?"

"No, they don't just think they're alive, they're crazy."

"Then I'm ......," Xuan Xuan pointed to herself.

"Purify, send them to excess."

"Hmm."

Xuan Xuan stepped forward and began to chant Buddhist scriptures, and the power of Buddha attributes covered this barbecue restaurant, and bursts of black smoke began to rise inside, and this black smoke was invisible to ordinary people.

"It's over, set fire to this place." Zhao Zhu gave an order to Xuan Xuan, sat back in the car, closed his eyes, and sighed, did the people from that village get it, in order to take revenge?

But revenge on what? Revenge on them for letting themselves know?

It doesn't make sense.

I didn't make sense of the time and place, I died the day after I left, and before I came into contact with that village, did they send someone to retaliate in advance?

So, why exactly?

Zhao Zhu rubbed his eyebrows, in fact, compared to revenge, Zhao Zhu actually knew that the possibility of killing his mouth was the greatest.

Why do you want to stop talking, are you afraid that I will continue to investigate, but I don't continue to track down at all, it's hard for me to go to that village at all, because I'm grounded, and only a part of the group knows about it.

Is it because Cheng Fan's father and daughter found something again?

Zhao Zhu went to get the cigarette again, the pack of cigarettes that Xuan Xuan took before was put in his pocket, the cigarette was taken out, and something fell out of his pocket by the way, it was a postcard, the postcard of the Japanese youth, Hiroshi Ueda, who was an exchange student at Shenzhen University, was still a private detective, and he was still a person in the Japanese circle.

Subconsciously, Zhao Zhu felt that this matter was unreliable, the other party was a newcomer, did he have the ability to investigate this matter? If the other party is a veteran, Zhao Zhu will still have some confidence.

However, Zhao Zhu still subconsciously looked at the string of mobile phone numbers and took out his mobile phone, maybe it was really "Detective Conan" that he watched too much when he was a child.

The phone was dialed, Xuan Xuan over there had already started to set fire after purification, it was not a big deal that the crime scene was burned, Zhao Zhu could completely draw the scene of the crime scene by himself, and every word and deed of all the corpses after he went in was in his mind, these are all clues, and the crime scene is not very well preserved, Zhao Zhu can't bear to let those people continue to suffer inside, especially Meimei's little girl, it is estimated that the skin and flesh will melt away after a few days of cooking.

"Hey, hello, I'm Hiroshi Ueda."

The call went through. (To be continued......)