The two of them immediately turned around and looked at each other, and then one of them came up to me and asked me in a low voice, "As far as your judgment and experience are concerned, do you say that it is true......?"

Before he could finish speaking, I impatiently walked over, closed the door, and said, "There is absolutely no such thing as a ghost in this world, don't guess." In my experience for so long, there must be someone behind everything behind it, and as for ghosts, they don't exist at all, they don't exist from ancient times to the present. ”

The policeman who had just asked me in a low voice immediately came over, leaned over to me, and asked, "No, but you said you saw a dried corpse, what happened?" ”

I smiled and expressed my opinion: "If I can solve this mystery, I will be able to solve the mystery of the ancient dried corpse." "When I look back, my smile is gone.

Because this matter is like a big rock, it weighs on my heart and makes me feel heavy.

"Okay, it's not too early, if there's nothing to do, you two go back first, right?" I didn't think the two of them could help me if they stayed, so I ordered the eviction.

Who knew that these two people wanted to stay, and they discussed with me and told me that if they didn't leave tonight, they would stay here to protect us.

It was a good idea, but their expressions had betrayed them, and it was not difficult to see that the two were a little scared.

I smiled helplessly, and then let the two of them go, they wouldn't steal anyway. As for Xu Ling, I arranged for her to stay in the guest room first.

At night, I lay alone in my bedroom, tossing and turning, and I couldn't sleep. I just pillowed my arm and thought quietly: What the hell is going on? Why do corpses move?

Could it be that in this world, there is really such a mysterious thing?

But I also know that if I can figure it out for a while, I can solve the mystery of the corpse that has been passed down since ancient times at the same time. How can I be so powerful?

So I forced myself to fall asleep, so that tomorrow I would be in good spirits to investigate the case.

But I couldn't sleep, touching the futon, thinking about Wang Qiuyue, and I didn't know what happened to her now, whether she was safe?

I kept thinking about it at three o'clock in the middle of the night, and I still didn't feel the slightest tiredness. So I got up directly, thinking that it would be better to help Qin Yuan keep vigil. Because he was there alone guarding his grandfather, he would definitely be tired.

I came to the guest room and gently woke up Xu Ling, who was asleep with the quilt.

"Eh, stop making a fuss, I'm going to sleep." She also gently pushed my hand away.

It's really helpless for her.

In order not to wake up the two policemen who were resting in the living room, I decided to go alone.

A person came to the outside of the room, because of the power outage tonight, so the black lights here are blinding, and the whole corridor looks like this, and the black is actually quite infiltrating.

But I still fought hard and stepped into the darkness.

I was trembling all the way, so I deliberately kept my breath down, increased my vigilance, and kept an eye on the side.

Actually, I was very worried, and the guy suddenly pounced and strangled me.

After hurriedly walking through the parking lot, I didn't even think about it and got into the car. As soon as I got in the car, I smelled a smell of vanilla, which seems to be used to drive away the smell of corpses, right?

Why is there such a smell in Qin Yuan's off-road vehicle? It's incomprehensible.

Just as I was about to start the car, a shadow suddenly flashed in the rearview mirror, as if a sitting person had suddenly lay down.

How? Is there anyone behind the car?

I looked back in astonishment, and at that moment, my neck was choked. I struggled to survive, and these hands naturally clutched.

In front of my eyes, the woman who had died was again.

Her skin was pale, and her eyes were blank. As I scratched, my middle finger swept over her skin and eyelids.

But she didn't blink her eyes.

After finally taking her hands away, I shouted, "Help! All of a sudden, she opened the car door and ran.

I coughed several times before I hurriedly closed the door.

When I was about to drive, I noticed something slimy on my middle finger, so I picked it up and looked at it.

With the thumb of my left hand, I pulled out a layer of transparency. Rubbing my middle finger and right thumb together, I noticed that it was slimy.

What the hell could this be?

I picked up my middle finger and put it in front of my nose to smell it, and it turned out to be the smell of 502, but it was very faint.

502 is a brand of super glue, which contains a variety of chemicals and substances, so it has a relatively pungent taste.

I raised my eyes and thought about it seriously: the middle finger of my right hand just now touched the woman's eyelid, that is, her eyes were not actually that big, but were forcibly opened with that glue.

I let out a long sigh of relief before starting the car and heading to the hospital.

But along the way, I was still thinking deeply, wondering what was going on with that female corpse? And what is the murderer's motive for doing this?

Could it be that they want to scare me to death? However, if he really wanted to do this, he would be too naïve and underestimate me.

Thinking about it, just as the highway was about to turn into a road, my high beams shone on a person.

Since the high beams were turned on, the person I saw was in a reflective state.

I couldn't see her at all, but I could only vaguely tell it was a woman.

I hurriedly applied the brakes and turned the steering wheel at the same time, but due to inertia, the car continued to drive forward. As a result, the car crashed directly into the field on the side of the road.

I wanted to climb out, but my head just hit the airbag and it hurt a little.

So when I was lucky, I just felt that it was dark in front of me, and then I fainted.

When I woke up, I realized that I had been placed on a chair. In this room, there are many policemen in police uniforms walking.

They hurried in front of me, and some of them would talk to me from time to time, asking me "Wake up" or something.

But I felt that everything was very unreal, and I wondered where I was now.

So I pulled a police officer over and asked, "What is this place?" ”

"Police station, can't you see it?"

I couldn't help but gasp deeply and frown, recalling what had happened yesterday. Because I was worried that after I fell into a coma, I would be blamed, and I didn't know it.

When the policeman saw that I was thinking, he said, "Just right, come with me, and I'll just help you record a confession." ”

"Okay." I went to his office and told him what had happened yesterday.