This kid, what kind of plane, weird, I think;

After the monkey hung up the phone, I was afraid that this kid would call me again after a while to harass me, so I simply didn't bother to put it down and charge, so I held the phone in my hand and waited;

Wait, wait, wait; As a result, the thing didn't move again;

What the hell, what is this kid doing! He didn't call, but it made me a little confused, and I lay on the bed for a while without sleepiness, and my mind was full of thoughts.

I thought about whether the monkey would call again later, and then I thought about why this kid hadn't slept so late, didn't he let him go and see what the girl looked like, wouldn't it be because of this that he was too scared to sleep! When I think of that woman, I think of the strange things that happened to this nameless woman's corpse in the past few days.

This thought, unbelievable, all kinds of weird thoughts swirled around in my mind; I couldn't sleep even more, and then I really wanted to call and harass this kid;

.....

I had insomnia, and when my parents woke me up for dinner the next day, I stared at two dark circles under my eyes and felt a little sluggish; My parents were busy asking me if I was feeling unwell, and I could only say that it was fine, but I didn't sleep well at night; My dad told me to play less on my phone, and they didn't say anything more.

At about eight o'clock, on my way to work at the funeral home, I received a call from the monkey;

"Damn, you kid still have the face to call me!" I saw that it was the monkey boy who called, and asked angrily;

"Huh! What's the matter, Fanzi! How angry! "Monkey, this boy asked about me;

"Damn, you slept well at night, and you were called one by one, you can know why I'm so angry!" I said a little angrily;

"Ahh Forehead! Fanzi, what are you talking about, I don't understand it! The monkey boy was puzzled;

"Damn, don't pretend to be garlic, you kid, why do you keep calling me at night, you say you call one or two, why do you keep calling and fighting!" I grumbled angrily;

"Wait a minute, Fanzi, you mean that I called you in the middle of the night last night? It's been a non-stop fight! "When I say this, the monkey is even more confused;

"Hey, it's not who you are, it's a big night, it's endless, you kid sincerely don't want me to sleep!" I complained;

"This, Fanzi, you, you, are you dreaming, I remember that I didn't call you last night! I went to sleep after I went back to Chubby, and I never got up! "The monkey explained to me;

"What kind of dreams are you, see for yourself, the call records are still there! Don't tell me you don't know, this call log can't lie! "I looked at the series of call records on my phone, and I also had confidence, and I was very dissatisfied with this kid's refusal to admit it;

"Huh! What's going on, Worough, there's really wow! The monkey on the other end of the line was surprised;

"Rough, mortal, this, this, what's going on, but I remember I didn't get up last night! How can there be so many call logs on my phone! The monkey on the other end of the phone looked puzzled;

.....

"You kid really don't remember!" When I arrived at the funeral parlor and met the monkey, I asked the monkey with some suspicion that this kid had not played tricks on people once or twice, and I seriously suspected that this kid was pretending to be garlic there;

"I don't remember! I knew that I had a dream about the woman shortly after I lay down, and then I was in a daze, and when I woke up, it was dawn! The monkey flipped through his mobile phone, looking at the call records from last night with a puzzled look;

I saw that he didn't look like a disguise, and looked at Chubby again, and Chubby spread his hands, indicating that he was sleeping soundly and didn't know anything;

"By the way, you just said that you dreamed of that woman, do you see her appearance clearly?" I thought of the monkey's words, and I remembered our business;

"Wo Rough, I almost forgot, I just called you just to tell you, I can see the woman quite clearly this time, look at her appearance, it's the woman in the photo we saw yesterday!" The monkey remembered and was busy talking to me;

"Are you sure! Make no mistake again! "I'm afraid that this kid will make a mistake again, and he will be busy asking him to revisit the memories carefully;

"Sure! I'm 100% sure it's her this time! "The monkey made a rare reassurance; I was relieved, as long as it was determined that it was the monkey that was entangled by this woman, we would at least have a direction of investigation;

"Then what are we going to do next?" Chubby interjected and asked;

This, I thought about it, there is really no way for a while, this nameless female corpse, the police have no way to investigate her identity and cause of death, what can we little people do! I'm a little distressed;

"Rough, Fanzi, we seem to have overlooked something!" The monkey suddenly remembered something, and was so excited that he couldn't do it;

"What do you think of! Say it, say it! "I saw his excitement, and thought of this boy's abominable behavior last night, and I did not urge him angrily;

"Why can't the police find the identity of the deceased!" The monkey asked;

"Isn't it because this woman's face is so rotten that she can't be recognized? They can't find it, don't you have anything to do, monkey! Chubby asked curiously;

"Chubby, the photo on your phone hasn't been deleted!" The monkey asks Chubby;

"Didn't delete it!" Chubby is puzzled:

When I heard the monkey ask this, I immediately understood, really, we really ignored this important thing, obviously we all know what this woman looks like, why are we still stupidly thinking about how to find her identity through this rotting corpse!

We can provide this photo to the police and let them look for a match according to this appearance; In this way, isn't it much easier to figure out the identity of the woman all of a sudden;

The monkey also thought of going with me, so he would be so excited, and when I saw the monkey's appearance, I remembered that the monkey had called me last night, and I couldn't help but ask him again;

"I really don't have any impressions, and I don't know how there are so many call logs, Chubby, you didn't call it!" The monkey asks Chubby;

"It's not him, it's you, what else are you saying to send you home, send you home, weird!" I saw that he did not look like he was lying, and told them exactly what had happened the night before;

"Rough, Fanzi, you mean I'll let you send me home! It's weird, even if it's me, why would I let you send me home! It's not like I can't go back on my own! The monkey said;

"Unless, that's not what I said about sending you at all, but!" I suddenly remembered a possibility, and for a moment I felt my hairs stand on end;