In response to my question, the secretary nodded and said, "Our boss has a private golf club. It was very secret, and even our boss's family didn't know much about it. He rarely goes either. ”

"You show me the way and tell me how to drive!"

"Good! Let's go to the Pu River first. ”

……

From here, drive to the Pu River. It took at least 1 hour to travel, and then I was driving while keeping an eye out for any vehicles following us.

Half an hour later, after noticing that there was nothing unusual, I suddenly remembered something and asked him, "I don't know if you noticed something just now." ”

"What?"

I kept driving along a straight road and said, "Your boss has black gloves on both hands, but the left hand is empty inside." I remember touching it by accident, but nothing happened, it was like it was empty. ”

"Is there such a thing?" The secretary frowned.

"Has Qian Dihao had any problems with his hand recently, do you need to have an amputation or other surgery? I remember the picture he put on the bedside table, on which Qian Dihao's left hand was intact, but when I carried his body just now, it didn't feel like that. ”

"Our boss's health is getting worse and worse, but he probably hasn't had an amputation. Otherwise, there should be some clues left anyway. The secretary said.

I thought about it, slowed it down, and then pulled over to the side of the road. After making sure there are no suspicious people or vehicles around. My secretary and I got out of the car, then opened the rear door, and we went left and right to see Qian Dihao's body.

At this time, Qian Dihao's body had begun to show signs of corpse spots. The smell of decay emanated from his corpse, but it was not very strong, and it was estimated that it would not be long before his corpse began to decompose completely, and if he didn't find a place to deal with it quickly, the consequences would get worse and worse.

But at this time, our attention was no longer on the degree of decomposition of the corpse, but all focused on Qian Dihao's left hand.

Later, under the strange gaze of the secretary, I pouted my butt and leaned forward to touch the black glove on Qian Dihao's left hand. When I touched it, sure enough, the five fingers were empty. That means that Qian Dihao's left fingers are gone.

I carefully pulled the glove down from Qian Dihao's hand, but after pulling it for a long time, I didn't pull it, as if Qian Dihao had done something on the glove, and connected his hand and glove together, is it some kind of glue of particularly good quality?

"It seems to be glued!" The secretary also saw the oddity on the side.

I tried to push it harder, but the gloves still didn't move, and I thought I'd better forget it and talk about it later when I get to the golf course.

……

When I sat back in the driver's seat, the fact that my gloves couldn't be pulled off was like a magnet that drew me in, and it didn't feel right. So I turned up the speed again, and it was getting darker and darker outside the window, but there were fewer and fewer buildings around.

I don't know how long it took for a bridge to come into view. Under the bridge is one of the few rivers in Fengtian City. We continued along the bridge and then followed the secretary's instructions, and soon we saw a huge billboard. Behind the billboard is a place that looks like a factory surrounded by a high wall, but when you drive your car through the gate. I found that the surrounding greenery was patchy, one slope after another.

The more I drove inside, the more I felt that the greening rate was getting higher and higher, I rolled down the window slightly, and suddenly felt a very fresh air blowing outside the car, this place has a primitive ecological feeling, there are trees everywhere, and the green lawn under my feet should also be established according to a certain scale and requirements. Although Qian Dihao doesn't come often, it can be seen that he is very particular about certain things.

We drove quickly to a building deep in the lawn.

It is a bungalow of more than 500 square meters, and the appearance maintains a simple and natural style, which is completely different from the previous Gothic architecture.

There was no car outside the door, but when I walked in the door, I found that the environment inside was very clean, probably because Qian Dihao invited someone to clean it every day before his death.

My secretary and I put Qian Dihao's body on our backs as before, and now, the smell of decay is even stronger, and we must hurry up and cremate it. However, this kind of practice of secretly disposing of the body behind Qian Dihao's family has never felt good to me. Therefore, when I carried Qian Dihao's corpse on my back, through a huge hall, and preferably to a huge office, I left the cremation of the corpse entirely to the secretary. Macro and low hall skills.

"Is there any combustible material like gasoline or acetone in this place?"

"It doesn't seem like so! There was a barrel of gasoline in the church, but I had completely forgotten to take it with me when I ran away. ”

"Forget it, go find gas. You can't use a lighter to light a corpse, right? "And I remember when I was going through the Grim Reaper, there was a police officer who gave a detailed account of the cremation of the corpse. If I'm not mistaken, the corpse needs to be in a high temperature of about 800~900 degrees Celsius to be completely burned into ashes. Even if you use gasoline, you probably won't be able to achieve the exact same effect as a cremator, right?

But it happened so suddenly, there was no way, everything could only be done according to Qian Dihao's instructions before his death, and then burn his body.

"I'll go look for gasoline, Mr. Jiang, please wait for me here." If anyone else comes, Mr. Jiang will do it himself. If necessary, you can use this to protect yourself. As he spoke, the secretary got a large-caliber pistol out of nowhere, and it was very powerful at first glance. I've never used a pistol, but it's good to be in such a big club at the moment. So I quickly took it and set it aside.

"I'll go, please be careful with Mr. Jiang."

"By the way, what do you call it?" I asked him this as I was leaving.

"My surname is Zhou, just call me Xiao Zhou."

……

Then, after he was gone, I looked at the doors and windows of the house and saw that they were tightly locked. I walked to the window and looked out, Xiao Zhou drove the Jetta and didn't know where to go, at this moment I was left alone, there was a vibrant green everywhere outside, but I always felt that I was alone in such an environment, once the atmosphere quieted down, it seemed extraordinarily empty.

Standing in front of the window and hesitating for a while, I went to look at the body of Qian Dihao lying on the bed in the lounge.

The doubts in my heart just now have not been resolved, so I plan to see what kind of secret is hidden in Qian Dihao's gloves. However, the next moment, when my hand touched Qian Dihao's left hand again, an accident happened that I couldn't believe!

Inside the glove, there were clearly five hard fingers, connected to his forearm, which were very obvious when touched.

"How so?"

I took my hand away and tried to touch it again, and the result was the same. In an instant, I felt a little unclear, and when I looked at the face of Qian Dihao's corpse, I felt more and more that his extremely peaceful face was faintly revealing some indescribable weirdness. Although his eyes were closed and he didn't move, I always felt that he was not dead, and it was as if he could come back to life anytime and anywhere!

That's ridiculous!

I turned Qian Dihao over and let him press his face against the bed, so as not to face his dead face, for a long time, it made me feel very weird.

Immediately afterward, I reached for his left hand. There are indeed hands in the gloves, I thought about it for a long time and didn't figure it out, so I simply rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the room, and finally found an awl in a drawer that I didn't know what to do, I took out the awl and tried to use it to cut Qian Dihao's gloves, but then I put the awl close to Qian Dihao's wrist, and when I wanted to stuff the awl between its wrist and the glove, I found that Qian Dihao's left hand moved suddenly.

To be precise, at that moment, Qian Dihao's fingers moved!

I quickly pulled the awl back and looked at it again, my fingers still lying there honestly, but I wasn't sure if I had moved it just now, was it because I was dazzled?

No!

How can the lights in the room be so bright, how can it be dazzling?

I slowly stretched the awl to the place just now, my eyes fixed on Qian Dihao's fingers.

Just as my awl was about to approach the edge of the glove, the finger suddenly bounced upwards again!

Damn, it moves!

I took a deep breath and jumped away from the corpse in an instant. Then, I circled around Qian Dihao's corpse a few times, thinking that Qian Dihao's left hand must be strange, definitely!

Otherwise, it couldn't have been empty before, and now the fingers are growing back!

Besides, why should a dead person wear gloves if he doesn't even want his own body anymore?

Also, why did he let people burn his body immediately after death, did he already know that his left hand was different from ordinary people and had some kind of "abnormal" state?

I stuck out my tongue and licked my dry lips.

How do you think about it, how do you think that Qian Dihao's left hand hides some kind of secret. But if I rush over, will that hand do something unbelievable, even more incomprehensible to me, and hurt me instantly? However, after a fierce ideological struggle, my curiosity still prevailed, and I first went to pinch the pistol in my hand, and then aimed at the direction where Qian Dihao's left hand was "lying", and slowly walked over again.

The hand was motionless and honestly lying down, and it looked like it wouldn't be "naughty" if it hadn't touched the glove.

Soon, I leaned over and touched my left hand again.

Just as I was making the gesture of reaching out, my peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of a car engine outside the window not far away.

"Is Xiao Zhou back? So fast? ”

I quickly cast my gaze, only to find a red car quickly driving towards this direction, not the black Jetta from before.

"Someone is coming again!"

I rolled my eyes, quickly ran to the door, and turned off the lights in the room with a "snap". Then I walked quickly to the window, showing my little head, and my eyes were quietly looking out.

I saw a tall, slender girl with short hair rushing out of the car, and when she got out of the car, she slammed the door shut, as if she was in a hurry. Then, I saw her in a black dress, walking briskly towards the door.

Who is this girl?

What does it have to do with Qian Dihao?

Friend or foe?

Due to the limited view from the window, I could only see her walking towards the entrance of the building, but I didn't know if she had the key or could she get in.

After a short ponder, I ran back to the bed and covered Qian Dihao's body with a quilt first. Then I grabbed my pistol and hid behind the door. If the girl could open the door and walk in, I would rush out and put a gun to her head in an instant.