Aoba Office

On June 11, 2006, it was confirmed that Liu Wei had been eliminated. Terminate investigation.

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I rewind the video screen second by second, and after trying several times, I finally succeeded in pausing it.

The woman with a bloated belly on the bed must be Wang Yinan, Liu Wei's mother.

Her expression was ferocious and full of fear, but the scariest thing was still her belly like a water balloon.

After pausing, the picture is skewed. During the filming, the DV may have been held by Wu Ling casually in his hand and he was not filming normally.

I couldn't help but tilt my head along with the picture, staring at the red water ball in the picture.

Looking carefully, I made sure that I was not dazzled when I watched the video just now. Wang Yinan's belly had indeed turned into a water balloon, filled with blood. I can even see some bubbles.

The video software I use is pre-installed when I buy my laptop. It is very advanced, but in fact, when I watch videos, I don’t use so many functions at all.

At this moment, I wanted to see clearly what was in Wang Yinan's stomach, so I studied the function keys of the software, enlarged the picture, and adjusted the clarity.

With a fool's one-click operation, all the lines in the video picture are deepened, making the picture a bit weird.

But in this way, what was in Wang Yinan's stomach became clear.

It was indeed blood, but it was also mixed with other things, such as minced meat, and there seemed to be broken bones and internal organs.

I looked a little disgusted, covered my mouth, and could barely distinguish.

I really don’t have much research on the tissue structure of the human body. I just compared the chopped meat, internal organs and bones that I usually eat with the things in the picture. Thinking about it this way, I'm afraid those things are really broken muscles, internal organs and bones.

After confirming it, I didn’t want to read any more.

The video played to the next second, and I played it at a slow speed and tried to pause it before I could freeze the shot that had flashed by when I was watching the video.

Under the bed is a man. Even thinking about it on his knees, this man could only be Liu Jian.

Liu Jian's appearance is not much better than Wang Yinan's. His head was separated and his head rolled under the bed. I could only see a little bit of his chin and neck in the picture. His body posture was very distorted, his hands were holding the headless neck, and his feet were bent strangely, as if he was halfway through a kicking motion.

I had no interest in studying this bloody scene. When I wanted to close it, something suddenly occurred to me.

I moved the mouse to the editing interface and zoomed in.

The fracture on Liu Jian's neck was moved to the center of the screen and enlarged until it was somewhat blurry. In the upper left corner of the screen, in the shadow under the bed, his head rests there.

Using software to automatically outline the lines in the picture, the fracture path of Liu Jian's neck became clear.

It was not a cut wound, but a wound like a bite.

This made my back tighten and a chill run through my body.

A small tooth mark appeared on the broken part of the neck, so conspicuous.

When I realized it was a tooth mark, I felt horrified without even thinking about the scene at that time.

The head under the bed was also circled by the software.

This always makes me feel like Liu Jian is looking out from under the dark bed with resentment.

When I turned off the video, my hands and feet felt a little weak.

Judging from my previous understanding, Ye Qing should have had the chance to stop Liu Wei when he attacked Wang Yinan and Liu Jian, right? I have some doubts that Ye Qing allowed Liu Wei's behavior at that time, and only took action to deal with Liu Wei after Wang Yinan and Liu Jian died.

But this is just my guess.

I was in a daze for a while, and when I was about to go to bed, I made a move.

I slowly squatted down, lay on the ground, and looked at the dark bottom of the bed.

The bed I sleep on is relatively high, but the surrounding partitions are only ten centimeters from the ground, so the space under the bed is actually quite large.

Our family has lived in this house for thirty years, and there are a lot of things crammed into every corner of the house and wherever possible. There are several cardboard boxes under my bed. This was after a general cleaning a few years ago, I lifted up the bottom wooden bed board and packed some old things that were not commonly used at home and put them under the bed.

There were five or six cardboard boxes in total. Inside were some old small appliances, past photo albums, tapes and videos, expired contract documents. It seemed that my parents’ old books were also packed in a box, and there might also be homework books and report cards from my childhood. . Parents often collect these things as souvenirs.

I took my phone and turned on the flash to take a photo under the bed. Beyond the dust on the floor, there were those cardboard boxes in my memory.

There are no heads.

Maybe the head is in a blind spot that I can't see.

I know that this idea is just a figment of my imagination.

In the past, when I read Aoba's files, I would have some associations, such as the incident about the underworld ghosts and the "Story Solitaire" incident, which made me have a psychological shadow about opening the door for a while.

Only this time, my association was a bit exaggerated. I actually suspected that Liu Jian's head was under my own bed.

Compared to mine, his head is more likely to appear under Ye Qing's iron frame bed, right?

I exhaled and looked at the dust on the ground, wondering if I should clean it. But just thinking about the amount of labor makes me feel troublesome. I also subconsciously thought that when the mattress and bed boards were removed, I would see the scene of human heads below...

Let’s talk about the year-end cleaning.

With that in mind, I went to bed peacefully.

My sister’s college entrance examination has entered an even more urgent countdown, and it also happens to be the Dragon Boat Festival.

The workplace has already issued coupons for rice dumplings, but the quantity is not large. My mother bought other rice dumplings with different flavors. These days, our breakfast is all rice dumplings.

After arriving at work, I unexpectedly received another rice dumpling.

The person delivering the rice dumplings was a colleague from the next group.

Although we are all working in the demolition office, because we were transferred from different departments and we were divided into groups from the beginning, the relationship between colleagues in different groups is average. Except for a few casual chats when we meet in the unit, we will not talk in private. There was little contact. In addition, the members of our group are all old classmates. Later, we got involved in the affairs of the Six Villages of Workers and Peasants and Qingye, and our relationship with other groups became much closer.

This time the other party sent a lot of rice dumplings. A group of them came together, each holding a big bag containing small bags of rice dumplings. There were five in each bag, tied with different threads, which looked very beautiful. The most important thing is that these rice dumplings have no labels, the big bags are various shopping bags, and the small bags are transparent fresh-keeping bags. No matter how you look at it, this product does not come from somewhere.

"Brother Zheng's mother made this. She used to be a master at Shengweizhai, and her craftsmanship is very good!" The leader of the team next door is Jiang You, who is two years older than me. He is tall and has a loud voice. While distributing rice dumplings, he introduced us.

Zheng Wei, who is in his forties, looks ordinary. His son is in junior high school, one is older and the other is younger, but both elders are in good health. I heard him say before that after the demolition work is over, he will take annual leave and take the whole family on a trip.

I feel embarrassed.

The five of us thanked each other profusely.

Zheng Wei waved his hands with a smile, "She taught people how to make rice dumplings in the community. She made so many rice dumplings and brought them back every day. We couldn't even stuff them in our house, so we had to give them out everywhere, and they were not valuable. The ones with red lines are meat rice dumplings, and those with white lines are White rice dumplings..."

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