16 corpses, 17 hearts.

It's not a human waist or something, and a person can't live without a heart.

So since there is an extra living heart, it also means that there will definitely be a 17th corpse.

Now, however, there is one less body.

Where did the bodies go?

Was it stolen by someone, or did it run away on its own?

The thought of the heartless corpse coming back to life and escaping on its own made the sheriff's fingers twitch slightly.

There were things he didn't want to believe, but he had to believe.

Twelve years ago, there was a lesson from the past.

A "man" who has done many evils and should have died a long time ago, but he has survived to the present with a corpse without a heart.

Right now...... This man needed a new "pot" to hold his rotten heart.

They didn't make it public because they couldn't say it at all.

How do you tell the people......

Tell them that we're actually capturing a heart that began to rot twelve years ago?

Melancholy was filled with smoke, and the sheriff gathered his police uniform and lit a second cigarette.

"How do you catch it?"

He asked Fang Shan.

Fang Shan, who was out of his mind, seemed to be thinking about something, and after being asked, he came back to his senses and was stunned for a moment:

"Catch whom?"

"Who else could it be, of course the ...... who sewed the corpse"

Fang Shan shook his head.

"That guy is very cunning, it's not so easy to catch, twelve years ago, my master tried his best, and even fought with his own life, didn't he be able to make him subdue......"

"So we're going to do it?"

The sheriff's tone became solemn and angry.

"Seventeen townspeople are dead!"

"They're all natives here, and if we don't speak for them, there's no one to speak for them!"

Fang Shan spit out a puff of turbid smoke, but he didn't have the sense of mission that the sheriff had:

"Yes, Sergeant...... They're dead and can't open their mouths, and you're going to speak for them, and you're going to give all the townspeople the truth. ”

"So you brought me here, just like you found my master twelve years ago...... But my master is also dead, and you didn't even bring back his body, so you only took one of his mobile phones and handed it to me, and told me very hastily that my master died in the line of duty and became a hero of the town. ”

"Sheriff, who is going to speak for my master?"

The sheriff sitting across from him was silent for a long time.

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, I'm sorry for your master's death, but it's impossible to do our job without risk."

"And if you don't catch this person, your master will die in vain, won't he?"

"You and I are both old, but there are still many young people in the town, if we die and that guy is still alive, what kind of terrible shadow should the young people in the town live in?"

Hearing this, Fang Shan laughed, his body twitching slightly.

"Is my word funny?"

The sheriff looked at him with no anger in his eyes.

After Fang Shan laughed, he pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and extinguished it.

"It's funny to me."

"If you know ......"

He wanted to say something, but when he looked at the sheriff, he stopped the topic again.

It was a sentence that could not be told to him.

It was something that only he and the sheriff knew.

Of course...... The sheriff didn't know that he knew about it.

"Okay, I agreed."

"One last time to work together, catch the 'rotten crab'."

"After that, I'll delete your contact details."

His tone was meaningful, as if he had ulterior motives.

The sheriff smiled when he agreed.

"Okay."

…

In the twilight town, in a homestay, a fat man in an apron took out the freshly baked pizza from the oven, and greeted the five people in the living room with a kind smile on his face:

"Come on, come on, taste, I'm freshly baked!"

"On the left is the fruit buffet, and on the right is the Orleans barbecue."

"Don't frown, although it's in the blood gate, it's still necessary to enjoy life......"

The five people sitting at the table looked at the pizza on the table, and none of them moved their knives and forks first.

Their complexions were more or less ugly.

As the fat man sat down, the second woman on the right spoke tentatively:

"Master Xi, Biao Fei is dead."

The fat man grabbed his knife and fork, forked up a steaming piece of pizza, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Didn't I say you, the first person to die in the Blood Gate?"

"What are you doing with such a heavy weight?"

"Maybe I'm next, and if I die, you'll all die?"

The fat man held a fork, like an elder, and enlightened the people present.

"Eat, drink, I've already told you, this bloody door...... Oni can only kill up to three people per day. ”

"Now that two have died, and there is one left, a 1 in 14 chance, what are you panicking about?"

"Afraid of death? If you are afraid of death, you will not die? ”

As he spoke, he seemed to choke, and the big man in a small black vest next to him hurriedly handed over a cup of tea.

"Eat and eat, it's not good when it's cold."

"Chang Shan, was Biao Fei the last one to contact you before he died?"

Tsuneyama, who was about to move the knife and fork, nodded.

"Hmm."

He recalled.

"At that time, he was squatting in the police station, and after we thought about the 'pot' and found that the heart was missing, we would either go to the only hospital in the town to find the heart, or we would go to the police station to inquire, but the hospital was the location where Chu Zhu was responsible for stalking, and we crossed the line in the past, so I discussed it with Biao Fei, he was staring at the police station from three o'clock in the morning to three o'clock in the afternoon, and I changed shifts with him from three o'clock to nine o'clock in the evening."

"I didn't expect ...... in the end"

The fat man, known as Xiye, cut the pizza in the bowl without hesitation, and then slowly put it into his mouth to chew.

He enjoyed the food.

Especially the food that you make yourself.

"When was the last time Biao Fei contacted you?"

"At one o'clock in the afternoon, Biao Fei sent a message saying that he had found the 'pot'."

"So, do you think he's found it?"

Being asked so unintentionally by Xi Ye, Chang Shan was directly stunned, and after a while, he said with some uncertainty:

"Perhaps...... Found it, right? ”

Xi Ye shook his fork.

"No, he didn't find it."

"If you find it, you won't die."

As he spoke, Xi Ye raised his head.

"Did I tell you to try not to do anything these days, and to live until the third day?"

A deep fear appeared in Chang Shan's eyes:

"Master Xi, I'm just ......"

The fat man smiled.

"I have three 'letters', and the content of one of them has been given to Hong Yu by Wu Wen."

"But I didn't show it to you...... You know why? ”

The few people who were eating all raised their heads and looked at the fat man.

The fat man continued to eat the pizza with his head down, not satisfying their curiosity.

"If you want to know, try to live until the third day, and then I will make all the contents of the three 'letters' public."

"I've helped you out, don't be angry."

"Let Chu Zhu and them see the joke when the time comes."

The fat man finished the last slice of pizza, didn't add any more, got up and walked towards a room.

"Wuwen, come here."

The bewitching woman, known as Wu Wen, gracefully put down her knife and fork, got up and followed the fat man into the room.

With a flick of your toes, the door closes.

"Master Xi, there is a new order?"

She came to the fat man, put away the dissolute look on her face, and turned very serious.

Fat Man Dao:

"The content of the second 'letter' will be released to Hong Yu tonight."

Wu Wen's face was slightly stunned.

"Master Xi, let me say more...... Chu Zhu, aren't they our sworn enemies, Hong Yu, this guy doesn't seem to be reliable, in case she reveals the news......"

Fat Man Dao:

"It's her unreliability that matters."

"Most of the people over there in Chu Zhu ...... Like the mud that has been poured with urine, it sticks so tightly that it has to be loosened for them. ”

"Hong Yu has killed his best friend in order to survive before, this person is ruthless enough, selfish enough, and very suitable for doing dirty work."

"Chu Zhu has a 'letter' there, and I also have the last one here, Hong Yu will definitely be a two-sided spy in order to get these last two 'letters', and resell information to each other."

Wu Wen thought for a while, his beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and he looked at the fat man in front of him with admiration.

"Lord Xi wants them...... Cannibalism? ”

Fatso:

"A pot is so big, it can't hold much meat."

"Fourteen people...... Don't you think it's too much? ”

PS: There is another chapter later.