Chapter 63: The Undead Claim Their Lives

Bao Furong did not admit that Xu Qi's disappearance was related to her, and the police at the police station also failed to find a result from her.

Director Liu took out the sweeping knife with black blood stains and asked her, do you know this knife?

Bao Furong thought about it, and these policemen all entered my pickled vegetable shop to find evidence of the crime.

After thinking about it, I feel that no one has caught it after all, although I stabbed Xu Qi to death with this sweeping knife, but God knows, I know, but others don't know. God knows, what is terrible in the earth? Can Heaven and Earth Speak? If I don't tell it, the police at your police station can't help me.

But she still said that this hair-sweeping knife is mine, why do you just go to my pickled vegetable shop and take out this knife, do you suspect that I killed someone?

Director Liu said sharply, because of Xu Qi's disappearance, you are the biggest suspect, we entered the braised vegetable shop opened by you and Wu Zhenri to carry out a criminal investigation mission, and besides, it was taken by Wu Zhenri, it is not an offense, right?

Bao Furong was flustered in her heart, and learned from the interrogation that Wu Zhenri had already explained everything he knew to the police, which showed that Wu Zhenri had completely betrayed him.

As soon as she gritted her teeth, her hatred for Wu Zhenri arose. But he pretended to be calm and said that doubt can only be doubt, and doubt cannot be taken as fact.

Our suspicions are well-founded, and you have to be honest and lenient. Director Liu looked at Bao Furong with a sharp gaze.

Bao Furong had already seen the eight solemn bold characters written on the wall behind Director Liu, "Confess leniently, resist strictly", which did not seem to be able to positively guide her to surrender, but on the contrary, reminded her of the popular joke in the society that played a negative role in "confess leniently, sit through the prison", which made her always hold a fluke mentality: although she committed the crime by herself, she refused to admit it, there was not enough evidence, even if Bao Gong was alive, there was no way to take me.

Where did this knife come from? Where did the human blood come from? Director Liu asked straightforwardly.

This hair-sweeping knife was lent to me by Wu Haoshuang, a butcher from Rainforest Town, to cook braised pork and sweep hair. Bao Furong blew her nose, and then made up a lie to answer the question later, a few days ago, a customer bought the braised meat in my store, because the hair on it was not clean, the customer borrowed this sweeping knife to scrape on the braised pork, because of impatience, he pricked the skin with his fingers to grab the braised meat, and the blood was stained on the blade. There are so many things like this, what's the fuss?

Can you call that customer to testify? Director Liu didn't believe what she said, and asked rhetorically.

There are so many customers every day, only doing business, I can't be as clear as your police station checks the household registration, aren't you clearly trying to make it difficult for me? Bao Furong pretended to be helpless.

Your explanation is not credible. Director Liu got up from his seat and said.

At this time, it was getting late, and Bao Furong was not released, but was arranged by the police station to stay and let her reflect for a night, in order to make her confess the truth about Xu Qi's disappearance.

The room where Bao Furong stayed was dimly lit, and there was a single bunk on the north wall, on which Bao Furong was lying and couldn't sleep.

A voice said in the ear: Confess leniently, resist strictly. Then another voice rang in my ears: confess leniently, sit through the prison.

Bao Furong thought in horror: Whether it is the former or the latter, it is not good for herself, because she has killed someone, no matter how she confesses, it is a capital crime, and it is impossible to be lenient, and it is okay to sit in prison, the problem is that she has lost the qualification to sit in prison. Since this is the case, I have to insist that Xu Qi's disappearance has nothing to do with me.

In the middle of the night, the tired Bao Furong barely fell asleep. Once people fall asleep, they don't think they're asleep, as if they're entering a plausible world that is related to real life but not very relevant.

Bao Furong is the same, when she fell asleep, she was still dealing in braised meat, and suddenly a female customer came, she pushed open the glass window of the braised meat cabinet, and said enthusiastically, what do you want?

The female customer's face changed sharply, showing a blue face and fangs, and said in a sharp voice to Bao Furong, I don't want anything, I want your life. Do you know who I am? I am Xu Qi who was killed by you, tell you, you killed my body, but you can't kill my soul, my soul can't die, I want to ask for your life, I want to be reborn......

Bao Furong, who woke up, was in a cold sweat. She said to herself, "Spare me!" Xu Qi. I really regret not killing you if I knew it would be so uncomfortable after killing you, you know? I am in fear every day, and it is worse to live than to die......

In this way, she didn't dare to sleep, because as soon as she lay down and had the same nightmare, Xu Qi's soul continued to ask her for her life. She simply did not lie down, but sat on the head of the shop, and said hysterically words begging for forgiveness from the evil spirit.

The next morning, Bao Furong's eyes were a little puffy, and she still had palpitations when she thought about the nightmare last night. But in the face of the police who did the work to her and asked her to confess the problem, she only bit one sentence, Xu Qi's disappearance has nothing to do with me, I am not guilty, why are you arresting me? It has been more than 10 hours since you arrested me at the police station, and after a few hours, the one-day deadline will be completed.

At this time, it was also Bao Furong who was speaking: Spare me! Xu Qi. I really regret not killing you if I knew it would be so uncomfortable after killing you, you know? I am in fear every day, and it is worse to live than to die......

This sentence was repeated many times, and Bao Furong looked around, not knowing where the sound came from.

Finally, she fixed her eyes on the hand of a policeman, and as soon as the policeman pressed the things in his hand, the voice stopped abruptly. Then he asked Bao Furong with a sneer, do you know who was talking just now? If you want to listen to it again, if you still want to listen to it, I'll turn this tiny camera on again for you to listen to.

Bao Furong knew that it was over, but she still didn't understand that what she said when she woke up from a nightmare last night, what she couldn't say, and what she said was taboo for anyone to hear was actually recorded. Her face turned pale, and she didn't know how to answer the police.

Director Liu, who was sitting at the table, looked up at Bao Furong, and said, Bao Furong, you don't understand, right? The police station arranged for you to install a miniature surveillance camera in the room where you stayed, and we have already mastered your words and deeds, are you still urging us to release you?

Bao Furong buried her unkempt head between her legs, without saying a word, her body trembling slightly.

Director Liu suddenly stood up and slapped the table and shouted, Bao Furong, you honestly explain the problem, why did you kill Xu Qi? How did you kill Xu Qi? After you killed Xu Qi, how did you dispose of her body?

Bao Furong suddenly hugged her head and cried, and after crying, she confessed her cruel crime process.

On the night of killing Xu Qi, Bao Furong was terrified, and did not know what to do with the body, if it was carried out in a sack and thrown or buried in a pit, she was afraid that someone would find out during the operation.

When she was in a dilemma, Bao Furong suddenly came up with a poisonous trick, after cleaning the blood stains in the room, she took out the objects on Xu Qi's body, including a mobile phone and a wallet, the mobile phone card was taken out by her and lost, and there was not much money in the wallet, so she took it out and kept it for herself.

Then, he dragged the corpse to the backyard and poured some gasoline on it to burn it, so that the hair and clothes on his body burned to the fullest, but the corpse was blackened, but it could not be burned to ashes.

She used a machete to dismember the corpse, chopped it into pieces and boiled it in a large iron pot squatting on the coal stove. And open the furnace, change the honeycomb coal frequently, and burn it for seven or eight hours before it is all boiled.

She also put the flesh together and seasoned it like braised pork, and added color to it until it was cooked into a finished braised pork, and sold it as braised pork. But she was still afraid to sell it in the braised vegetable shop, but put it in a food bag and took it to her hometown of Rainforest Town to sell, and it took a day and a half to sell it.

As for the contents of the corpses, she could not bear to make them into braised sausages, braised belly, and braised liver, so she put them in a snakeskin bag, poured them into the river, and floated away, or gave them to the fish.

After Bao Furong finished speaking, the police officer who made the transcript asked her to dip her hand in red mud and press her handprint on the page by page of the transcript materials.

Another policeman came over and said to Bao Furong, who was looking at her with a blank face, you have been arrested.

Immediately, a pair of shiny handcuffs enveloped her hands.

After knowing that Bao Furong was arrested and imprisoned for murdering his wife Xu Qi, Wu Zhenri was sad every day, as if he had seen through the world, and he was no longer enthusiastic about anything, and he became wooden. After a while, I heard that Bao Furong was going to be beheaded in the autumn, and the notice was posted in Mumian Town, where Bao Furong used to be active, and in Yulin Town, her birthplace. Many people watched, and of course Wu Zhenri also saw it.

On the day of Bao Furong's execution, he was not in the mood to rush to see her off, but walked towards the Rainforest Temple, spat out his bitterness to a monk in a robe, and knelt in front of the master, demanding that he be accepted as a disciple and ordained.

The mage asked him to stand up, looked at his face and complexion, waved his hand, and said indifferently, Donor, your fate is not over, and the opportunity to become a monk is not yet mature, so it is better to go down the mountain and return to vulgarity!