The woman in red asked me to turn the female body over, and I resisted the nausea and turned the female body over.
The corpse had become swollen. There were obvious plaques on the corpse, and the eyes were dull. In some places, the blood began to turn black due to blood clotting. In some places, the skin even fell off. The nails on the nails turned white, and some looked like they were about to fall off.
In addition, there was a smell of room in the air, my stomach twitched, and I resisted the desire to vomit. If it wasn't for the satisfaction of the woman in red, who would do this job
The woman in red put her hand on the corpse, and the surface of the corpse suddenly became a little hazy, as if covered with a layer of fog. As the red-clothed woman's hands slowly moved upward, the layer of fog on the corpse gradually turned into a woman's appearance.
Then the undead of a woman wearing a white dress appeared in the room. Through the woman, one could even see the brightness of the light behind it, as if she did not exist at all. Looking at the undead's hideous face, I must have suffered a lot of grievances before death, but it is not difficult to see that a woman was once a gentle person.
After the undead opened his eyes, his eyes were full of resentment, like a ghost coming out of the abyss, the undead looked at me expressionlessly, and then turned his gaze to the woman in red.
When the undead looked at the woman in red, I felt a little jealous of her.
"Can he help me kill that bitch?" The undead looked at the red-clothed woman.
The undead's voice was a bit hoarse, and it was not difficult to see how much she resented the person who killed her during her lifetime.
"For now, he is the most suitable candidate." The woman in red replied.
"Ok… "
"You can tell him the name of the person who killed you, as well as the information you think is important, and you don't need to worry about the rest." The red-dressed woman motioned to me.
I quickly seconded, "Yes, yes, what is her name? I will try my best to help you and get justice for you."
"Actually, I don’t know who that bitch is. When I first called, I didn’t care. Later, I frequently called to harass me and told me to quit. My husband no longer loves me and said he was pregnant with me. Husband’s child. That bitch knows that although my husband and I have a good relationship, it’s always because the child is arguing. We have seen many doctors and took a lot of medicine, but it didn’t work. She’s not just deceiving me. I haven't been pregnant for many years, relying on having a child, standing on a branch and calling it a phoenix, without seeing what I am!"
The undead gradually collapsed, and the already hideous face became more terrifying, blood even flowed out of the eyes, the blue veins on the arm burst out, and the hand made a "click" sound.
"My own health is not good. Since that woman started to call, my husband didn’t go home very much. He was busy with socializing when he called. The number of our quarrels gradually increased, and he became no longer the one he used to be. After a long time, my mental aspect is not very good. I often wake up in the middle of the night, or suffer from insomnia, and sometimes hallucinations. I always can’t think about it. This is how I got depression. I ate once every two or three days, but later every night. Sleeping on sleeping pills. But that’s not working. Sometimes I hear someone talking, and I see a white figure walking by my side. At that moment, the slut called again and warned me. I quit, otherwise I would die miserably. I was so angry that I didn’t know what was going on and my brain went blank. Just like that, I would die..."
While talking about his own experience, the undead sat helplessly on the ground, holding his messy hair with his hands.
The expression is sometimes resentful, sometimes fearful, to the final relief.
"Do you only talk to this woman on the phone? Why don't you find a private investigator?" I asked suspiciously.
"I found it, but it doesn't work at all. That woman's number will be empty when I call it. Only when she calls me, the private detectives told me that I have no clue. They are following my husband. Sometimes, I am always lost, and some strange things always happen, such as the inexplicable bleeding on my body and the carcass of small animals in front of the house." The undead’s godless pupils looked at me, looking a little pitiful, if I ignore it. Those bloody eyes and the smell of corpses in the air.
After listening to the words, I had a headache. There is nothing here. How to check it, but I can’t help but take it one step at a time.
"Okay, then I'll go again this afternoon and walk outside.
When I got to the door, I remembered something else, turned around and said to the undead: "By the way, don't make strange noises. It's noisy! The red-dressed woman gave me a glance: "Zhu, she has a temper!" "
"No way, you don't let people sleep after being stimulated so much all night, I am a human, not a ghost, and I don't have that much energy." Finished. I fell asleep on my stomach, ignoring the curse of the woman in red.
There was no woman's noise, and I slept directly until 12 noon. I opened my eyes in a daze, and a slightly peeling and pale face appeared in front of me.
"Ah, what are you doing..."
I was awake for an instant, and was so scared that I stepped back, and then fell off the bed with my head, and a bag was lifted on my head in an instant.
I'll go, wait, why are the dead still there?!
"You... why are you still here?" I asked tentatively.
The undead seemed to be taken aback, and was taken aback. Instantly reacted, staring at me.
"That woman tried to save my soul, but she couldn't get out of this door. Also, I didn't bother you this night. Should you work for me too." I'm going, it is necessary to remember So clear, can you please be considerate of living people!
"Fine, I know." Then he lifted his foot into the bathroom and washed away the smell of the corpse. After getting dressed, I walked into the living room and found that the woman had made me a breakfast, although it was not good , But it still warmed my heart.
I secretly made up my mind to give justice to the undead.
After asking the undead for the address, I went out, going to the woman's house to see the situation. Originally, I wanted to ask the woman in red what to do, but who knew that the woman in red didn't care about me at all, so I had to start saving myself.
Thinking about going to the elder's house, I was embarrassed not to take it, so I found a high-end place and bought a box of wine.
I traveled around the designated place for most of a day to find a place, and I found that the air became stranger near the woman’s house, and the quietness around was a little weird. The breeze gently brushed my face, but I felt as if someone had touched it. Like a moment, he took another step forward, feeling that he had stepped on something hard, looked down at his feet, and found that there was nothing. I subconsciously touched the ring, a cold behind my back. It always feels like something bad will happen.
I went to the undead's home and visited the undead's parents. I also took a box of good wine in my hand. I claimed to be a friend of the undead and explained my intentions.
They were very friendly and quickly invited me into the house today.
I was sitting on the comfortable sofa, and the undead's parents hurriedly poured tea for me.
Maybe it's something on my mind, death
Ling's parents looked a little haggard.
Although it seems that the parents of the undead are taking good care of them, they can still see the vicissitudes of labor in recent times.
Although the spirit is not very good, the hospitality is still in place, "Young man, why haven't I heard my daughter mention you?" The undead's father asked suspiciously.
"She was in a bad mood a while ago, and I ran into it by accident and started chatting. She is a very good girl."
"is it?"
The father of the undead looked strange at me.
"Uncle, don’t get me wrong. We are just simple friends. I also know that she got married. At that time, she was so sad to see her and no one helped her. She was a girl. At the time, she saw something moving, so she went to comfort her and understood. When she was married, she gave up and decided to be friends." I quickly explained.
"It's a pity that my daughter hasn't been able to find anyone recently. I can't help it. My son-in-law passed away a few days ago. But it deserves it. My daughter who has been raising for many years is too late to care for her. That bastard is still cheating outside. Two days ago, I wanted to take my daughter to live for a few days, but I couldn’t find anyone, and I reported to the police, but there was no news.” The undead’s father said painfully, and the undead’s mother was also crying beside him. .
My brain quickly flashed past the corpse of the man I saw last time at the police station, as well as the derailment... The son-in-law is also out of date recently. It won't be... No, it's not such a coincidence!
But a bold idea came back in my mind.
While talking with the parents of the undead, I was also looking at the things in the room. I accidentally glanced at a wedding photo. This is not the photo of the undead and the dead man!
My brain was blank, and the brain was spinning fast again, only to come to one conclusion, Chen Ying is the mistress! Chen Ying killed the undead!
The undead's parents looked at me with surprise and shock, and quickly asked me what happened. I immediately shook my head. Before saying goodbye to the undead's parents, I rushed out of the door and kept running out.
The brain is turning fast. I don’t know how to describe the inner heart at this moment. The last time I was framed was also because of Chen Ying. Chen Ying was very suspicious. I immediately called her and couldn’t get through. I called Chen Ying a friend and parent. I made her phone call again and again, and everyone knew where she was.
I took a taxi to Chen Ying’s house again. I looked anxious and terrified the taxi driver. I thought something had happened to my family. I was sent to my destination as quickly as possible without being fined. .
As soon as I got there, I threw a one hundred yuan to the driver. No matter what, I went straight to Chen Ying's door, "Chen Ying! Chen Ying! Come out for me!" I slapped the door and shouted.
"What is the noise? The little girl you photographed has been gone for several days! The young man now." The neighbor who was disturbed yelled impatiently.
Now that Chen Ying's whereabouts are unknown, how can I explain to the undead? After all, it was Chen Ying who caused the death.
Although sometimes the words made Chen Ying stay away and ridiculed her coldly, but in fact there was still a love in his heart, but that was the girl he loved!
I have no choice but to go home first and make other plans.
When I got home, the undead asked me about Xiaosan, and I passed it perfunctorily, but who knew the woman in red was there.
"Are you going to regret it?" The woman in red looked at me coldly.
I replied impatiently, "No."
"I think you are!" The woman in red suddenly rushed to me and grabbed my neck.
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