put forward their own terrifying conjectures, and both of them were tacitly silent,

After a long time, Ning Qiushui slowly said to Fang Shan:

"You know I'm dead, right?"

Fang Shan looked out the car window, his eyes were distracted.

"Hmm."

"In our profession, we have a natural sense of smell."

Ning Qiushui tilted his head, a little surprised:

"You're a corpse sewer too?"

Fang Shan let out a breath:

"Yes."

"My master and I are both corpse sewers."

Ning Qiushui frowned, stepped on the brakes and stopped on the sidewalk in front of the red light.

A line of pedestrians passed in front of you.

"Dusk Town doesn't seem to need a corpse sewer, it's a place where people are happy and simple."

Fang Shan also stared at the red light in front of him, his eyes were a little distracted, as if he remembered something.

"But the corpse sewer needs Twilight Town."

There was a mockery in his tone.

The green light turned on, and Ning Qiushui stepped on the accelerator.

"There was a corpse sewer named Chen Lao who put his heart in my body, and that heart would devour other hearts to keep me alive."

These words were like a bomb that suddenly exploded, resounding in the ears of Fang Shan next to him.

He turned his head to stare at Ning Qiushui, his eyes lit up.

"Are you sure?"

Ning Qiushui continued:

"It's in my chest right now, I've fed it a heart, and I've heard it chew."

"It's scary, isn't it?"

"There's a monster living in my chest."

Fang Shan was silent for a moment, and immediately said:

"Go where I live, and I can take it out for you."

Ning Qiushui:

"It's not time yet."

"This corpse sewer is just a smoke bomb, and there is a 'man behind the scenes'."

Fang Shan's eyebrows slowly condensed towards the middle.

"How?"

Ning Qiushui explained:

"I'll tell you in chronological order what the corpse sewer 'Chen Lao' did, and you'll understand."

"Three days ago, he found the 'murderer' and asked them to help him kill seventeen people."

"Then he dug up the hearts of sixteen of the corpses, looking for a suitable 'pot' to preserve his heart, but he didn't find it, and he found that the 'pot' that best suited his heart was gone."

"Instead of taking the hearts with him, he hurried to track down the seventeenth corpse that had disappeared."

"However, in the end, 'Chen Lao' didn't find it, but only got the bodies of other deceased, and had no choice but to choose a 'rotten pot' from them, that is, me, to keep his heart from rotting for the time being."

"He put my heart in front of my chest and warned me not to dig up the hearts of living people with my own hands, but to use those that had been dug out and did not rot."

"At this point, I want to confirm one thing with you......"

Ning Qiushui parked the car on the side of the road.

A light rain had begun to fall, the windows had become hazy, and the wipers had to be cleaned over and over again.

Fang Shan seemed to know what Ning Qiushui wanted to ask.

"I can tell you with great confidence that dead people are dead people, and there is no way to dig out your own heart and flee the scene."

Ning Qiushui also lit a cigarette for himself, rolled down the car window, and the rain and fog came to his face.

"So I took it for granted...... But this is also normal, I got too little information before, and I guess there will always be times when the details go wrong. ”

"If it wasn't for the seventeenth corpse running away on its own, someone would have taken it one step ahead of time, and this is the crux of the matter."

When Fang Shan heard this, he was thoughtful.

"People are killed at night, from the time the 'murderer' leaves after killing the person to the past of 'Chen Lao', the time interval must not be too long, and the person who can accurately move the body away at this point in time...... I know the plan by all means! ”

He muttered to himself, and his fingers began to tremble.

Ning Qiushui went on to add:

"Maybe I will be wrong with some imaginary details, but the logic of a person who wants to live will not be wrong."

"'Old Chen' must not have thought that the seventeenth corpse would suddenly disappear, otherwise he wouldn't have left those fresh hearts in the hospital."

"He's been used as a pawn."

"And what's even more terrifying is that even if he knows this, in order to survive, he can only compromise and choose to continue to perform the final scene for the 'Behind the Scenes'."

"When the chess piece of 'Chen Lao' triggered a chain reaction, the police, the murderer, the ghost who came back for revenge, and the living dead with a rotten heart tore each other apart......"

When Ning Qiushui said this, the words stopped.

He knew he didn't have to say any more.

The night wind blew into the car, Fang Shan suddenly felt very cold, he hurriedly threw the cigarette butt outside, closed the window, and there were already goosebumps on his arms.

"I really shouldn't have been in your car tonight, I'm cold."

He complained.

Ning Qiushui didn't care, he didn't feel the heat or cold at all, one hand was on the outside of the car window, and his eyes looked into the depths of the rain and mist.

"There's one more thing I don't quite understand."

"You say."

"Sun Falcon stole several corpses with their hearts cut out, those corpses should not have been burned, but taken away by him, what use did he want these corpses?"

Fang Shan, who was about to tuck the clothes inside into his pants, was suddenly stunned when he heard this.

"He took away the heartless corpse?"

"Yes, from the time I first left the crematorium to the time I turned back, he couldn't have burned all the remaining bodies, at most two more, but when I went back, the fire in the furnace was almost extinguished, which means that he didn't burn anything at all for at least ten minutes."

Hearing this, Fang Shan's face suddenly became ugly.