I didn't know what to say for a while, the water rat did not lie to us, Wang Lun had already been killed half a month ago, and then his body was torn into more than 20 pieces by a humanoid monster, and then buried here.

In this way, who is the Wang Lun who appeared on KTV last night and was smashed off by Liu Dong's head with a wine bottle?

And what is the identity of these two guys who killed Wang Lun? At that time, the water rat and Wang Lun robbed them, was it a coincidence, or did those two guys deliberately drive the car to this place?

All of a sudden, countless doubts hit my heart, and even an inexplicable feeling of panic appeared in my heart, and I vaguely felt it. This whole thing doesn't seem to be as simple as we imagined.

"What now?" I pointed to Wang Lun's corpse, which we had put together again, and said to Peng Li, "Should we send it to the police station to prove that my brother didn't kill anyone at all?" ”

Peng Li glared at me at that time. Say that just this pile of corpses, what can you prove if you send them to the police station?

"We can test our DNA!" I hurriedly said: "Although this pile of rotting corpses does not prove that he is Wang Lun, if the DNA is tested, can't it be proved?" ”

"What about the proof? Would the police believe that the same person would have died twice at different times? It's you. Would you believe that this one is the same person as the one your brother killed? ”

Hearing Peng Li say this, I also felt that I was too anxious, and then I asked what we were going to do with Wang Lun's corpse next.

Peng Li said what else to do? Since our police have not received a report. It means that this guy must have no relatives, and since someone has already dug a pit for him, he buried him.

After speaking, Peng Li kicked Wang Lun's corpse with a heavy kick. This kick directly kicked Wang Lun's thigh several meters away.

I looked unhappy, and roared at Peng Li and said Brother Peng, you don't know that this corpse was put together.

Peng Li smiled a little embarrassedly, and then kicked the water rat's body, and the water rat rubbed up with a snort, jumping up and down in pain.

"Bury it back!"

Peng Li gave an order to the water rat and then turned around and walked directly towards his BYD off-road, and I followed closely behind, and behind us came the sound of the water rat collapsing and begging for mercy: "Officer, don't play like this, wait for me." ”

Peng Li poked his head out of the cab and said in a commanding tone: "Bury it, you decide whether to erect a monument or not." I'll come over tomorrow morning to check and if I find out that you didn't do what you were supposed to do, you know what the consequences will be. ”

After saying this, Peng Li directly stepped on the accelerator and ran towards the city center in the distance.

"Brother Peng, aren't you waiting for that kid?"

"What are you waiting for him? That kid is pretending to be and can't die! ”

"Brother Peng, can you drive slower?"

"I'm used to it like that."

"Can you stop driving the S-shape, and can you stop drinking while driving? Hey Brother Peng, look ahead, telephone poles! ”

Peng Li banged the car on the telephone pole again, and he wanted to reverse and continue to drive forward, but I hurriedly ripped off his car keys, and then I opened the car door and got out of the car, and vomited in place for nearly a minute.

Finally, after we returned to the city, we had dinner together, and during the meal, Peng Li ordered a braised pig's trotters, and I went to the toilet to vomit for a minute after watching him eat a greasy mouth.

Eventually, Peng Li drove me back to school, and when I got out of the car, I asked him why he knew such a clue as a water rat.

Peng Li's answer startled me, and he said that it was the author called Ghost Scholar who sent the message to him in the form of an email.

"The author of this book?" I hurriedly took out the book that Peng Lisai had given me earlier. Ask him what is written on it, that ghost scholar, why does he know the line of water rats?

Peng Li took a sip of Jiang Xiaobai in his hand and replied, "You will know it after reading the content of this yourself, and I am sure that the author of this book must have something to do with your brother's case." ”

"Could it be that the ghost scholar is the real culprit behind the murder of Wang Lun, that is, the water rat and the driver stopped by Wang Lun? That's right. Have you ever checked the IP he sent you a message? ”

"I can't find it, it's all encrypted, and it was forwarded hundreds of times through the software before it was sent to my mailbox, even if we asked our police computer experts to check it. It's going to take at least a few days, but I'm not in charge of this case right now, and I don't have the authority to do it! After saying this, Peng Li asked me to get out of the car and said, "You go back and see this story first, if you believe me, I will pick you up here tomorrow morning, and I will take you to meet someone!" ”

After saying this. Peng Li drove away, and I took this book back to the dormitory.

When I went back, the dormitory was empty, and when I remembered that my brothers were still giggling in this dormitory at this time yesterday, my heart felt as uncomfortable as a pinprick.

I called Jiang Chao and asked him where he was, and he replied that he had just been called over by the counselor for questioning, and now he was going out to eat, and asked me if I had eaten and if I wanted to join him.

I replied that I had eaten and would come back early, and hung up the phone. Then he took out the book signed by the author and looked at it.

What makes me strange is that this book has no title, and the cover depicts a bleeding human head, and each line of blood on that person's head is condensed into a line of text.

"What if one day, in a foreign country, you meet an acquaintance who has been dead for many years? Giving you three choices...."

Looking at each of the words condensed from blood on this question, I can't help but feel a little hairy in my heart.

Ultimately. I flipped through the first page of the book and started reading.

This is a short and medium-length story that is not very long, with a total of about 100,000 words, and it took me nearly two hours to read it.

It's about a carpenter in the nineties. Because of a quarrel with his wife, he hacked his wife to death with a firewood knife by mistake.

He was scared and grieved at the time, in order to escape legal responsibility. He quietly buried his wife in his backyard, and the carpenter had nightmares every day that his wife came back to him for her life, and the carpenter could not stand such torture. So I went to a mage to help.

After learning all this, the mage said that with his current ability, he could not destroy his wife's ghost, but he had a way to get his wife back to him, but there was one condition, that is, after his wife returned, the carpenter must be good to her, and he could not beat or scold her again, or even touch her.

The carpenter was already in love with his wife, and the reason why he killed her was because of a momentary miss, he was naturally able to accept the mage's condition, and at the same time swore that as long as his wife could survive, he would never touch her!

Sure enough, the next day, the carpenter woke up. He heard the sound of someone cooking in the kitchen, and he hurriedly got up and ran to the kitchen to look, and was surprised to find that her wife had come back to life, and had made her a pot of fragrant gruel.

The carpenter was overjoyed and wanted to go over and hug his wife, but he endured the mage's warning.

Although the carpenter did not know what means the mage used to resurrect his wife, he did not think much about it, and after that he had been living in harmony with his wife, perhaps because he felt that he owed his wife, the carpenter was very good to his wife, almost obedient to her, and her wife did not change much after the resurrection, she was still gentle and virtuous, and the days soon returned to before, and they were more loving than before.

In a blink of an eye, three months have passed, and the carpenter has kept his promise, and for three months, he has not touched his wife, and their lives are very happy.

Until that day three months later!

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