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Almost at the same time as the cold feeling on the back of her neck appeared, Zheng Jing suddenly raised her arm and swept towards the back.

However, no matter how Zheng Jing confirmed that the location of her sweep was correct, she did not hit anything with this sweep.

The cold touch on the back of the neck disappeared without a trace, leaving only Zheng Jing's beating heart and a cold feeling of fear all over his body.

While she maintained a guarded posture, the corner of her eye could not control the direction of the door.

A ray of light from the corridor outside can be seen through the crack of the door, if you run out quickly at this time...

An indescribable sense of danger suddenly approached, Zheng Jing didn't even have extra time to think, and moved almost instinctively according to the thoughts in her heart.

She quickly jumped over the fallen chair, ran towards the door as fast as she could, and reached for the doorknob, which she knew its position even with her eyes closed, and she only needed to turn and pull to get out!

However, Zheng Jing held the doorknob, only to find that... what she was holding hard was a cold and soft thing.

Crying suddenly rang out, Zheng Jing shook off what she was holding like an electric shock, and took several steps back.

"Come out!" Zheng Jing couldn't help shouting.

The crying stopped abruptly, and even the fluorescent lamps suddenly turned back on.

Jia Xiaojia pushed the door open and entered with a cup of coffee in his hand, looking at Zheng Jing with a puzzled face: "Boss, who are you calling?"

Zheng Jing stood there gasping for breath, staring at Jia Xiaojia for a long time, and saw that Jia Xiaojia's scalp was numb, so she rubbed her face and helped the chair up, and said calmly, "It's okay, maybe I fell asleep just now. , had a dream."

Although Jia Xiaojia was a little puzzled, she pushed the door open and walked in. Behind her was Qiao Yue, holding two cups of coffee, and put one of them on Zheng Jing's desk: "Group leader, if you are tired, you can Go back and rest first, there are me and Xiaojia here, the two elders drink some coffee and take turns to lie down and pass."

When Jia Xiaojia heard this, she nodded again and again: "Yes, Boss, what Brother Qiao said is right, you don't have to rest even after driving all the way back, so go back and sleep first!"

Zheng Jing waved her hand and vetoed it: "It's better to clear up this case earlier, let's continue." After finishing speaking, she pulled out her chair and sat down again, facing the computer and continuing to check the video.

That being said, Zheng Jing had a very difficult night.

After realizing that ghosts really exist in this world, Zheng Jing found that many things were different.

She was called back temporarily to investigate the case in a hurry. She almost forgot about it. Although she knew there was a ghost, she never really connected it with herself.

But the experience just now made her have to face up to this problem.Before Xia Nuo left, the words "I hope Officer Zheng can accept it smoothly" kept ringing.

Constantly disturbed by these things, Zheng Jing had to spend more energy to concentrate, but she still often lost her mind, and had to replay it again.

After one night, Zheng Jing felt her head was as big as a bucket, and her eyes were sore and swollen.

"Boss, you should rest for a while, it's hard to bear." Jia Xiaojia felt fine, but when she saw Zheng Jing's state, she felt that she was not in the right state, so she hurriedly persuaded her.

Zheng Jing then looked away, thought for a while and realized that her current state was not suitable for finding clues, and stood up: "Well, it's already dawn, I'll go out for a walk and buy something to eat."

Before Zheng Jing could stand still, her cell phone rang.

Zheng Jing was taken aback for a moment before reacting and picked up the phone. The number displayed on the screen was Mother Zheng's number, and she immediately connected: "Hello, Mom?"

Zheng’s mother’s voice on the other end of the phone sounded okay, but the content made Zheng Jing anxious: “Quiet, mom fell and fell in the xx hospital. The doctor said that she will be hospitalized for observation for a few days. If you have time, send some money.” come on."

When Zheng Jing rushed to the hospital in a hurry, she finally figured out what happened to Zheng's mother.

It turned out that when I went out to exercise in the morning, I accidentally slipped and fell. There was a fracture in my right calf and I needed to rest.

Fortunately, it was only a leg injury, and the doctor confirmed again and again that there was nothing wrong with it, so when Zheng's mother saw her daughter rushing over, she could still laugh and sigh: "You don't have to fall when you are old, but you can fall like this when you are young." Ten or eight times is nothing."

"Stop saying a few words, Mom!" Zheng Jing frowned fiercely, looking at her mother's legs that were immobilized, she felt indescribably depressed.

Settling down Mama Zheng, paying the fee, it was lunch time again, Zheng Jing looked at the ward meals, and decided to go out and buy some soup by herself.

There are countless shops of this kind around the hospital, and apart from waiting in line for a while, Zheng Jing shopped quickly.

On the way back, I ran into Yi Xiaoyi. Seeing that he didn't sleep, but he was still in good spirits, he remembered that the previous victim—a victim who was almost a living corpse was also sent here. hospital.

Zheng Jing inexplicably felt an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart.

"Boss, why are you here?" Before Zheng Jing could think about it, Yi Xiaoyi had already seen Zheng Jing, and immediately ran over, "Are you here to check the post?!" with an exaggerated nervous expression.

Zheng Jing was amused, and patted Yi Xiaoyi on the forehead: "Don't make trouble, how are you?"

"In the intensive care unit, it is said that apart from the intestinal tract, other vital organs are still active, but a large amount of carrion has to be removed, and drugs and blood transfusions are used to hang their lives. The person must not have woken up." Yi Xiaoyi still remembers the operation at that time It was finally over. The doctors and nurses who came out showed terrible expressions. Thinking about it carefully, it is really embarrassing to operate on such a living corpse. Everyone smells like corpses.

"Is there anything unusual at night?" Zheng Jing thought about what happened last night, and asked incidentally.

"Ah?" Yi Xiaoyi scratched his head, unable to figure out what the anomaly Zheng Jing was talking about, "Boss means that this family may have encountered revenge? Maybe the enemy family came to the hospital to silence them?"

"..." Zheng Jing felt that she might as well not ask, "This matter is not yet settled, we need to find out the whereabouts of the mother and child." She glanced at the soup in her hand, "I'll give it to my mother first." Tang, I'll come to your side later to have a look."

"Okay." Yi Xiaoyi immediately moved out of the way.

Facts have proved that although the state of this living corpse is really difficult to deal with, there are still many people with scientific research spirit who are very interested in this strange state of this person, and there are quite a few people who are willing to participate in the examination and treatment.

When Zheng Jing came to Yi Xiaoyi's side, it was just in time for a medical discussion, so Zheng Jing naturally sat down and listened.

Cardiopulmonary function is normal, and one kidney has not been necrotic and can be used.

The brain waves are very stable, and he is in a deep coma.

Nervous stress reflexes are present.

……

In short, the victim—— Zhang Qiang was confirmed to be Zhang Qiang through laboratory tests—except for the phenomenon of corpse-like decay that could not be determined, his body functions were normal, and the whole person was in a deep coma.

His life is now in danger only from the unnatural decay of the corpse.

After finishing the audition and discussion, Zheng Jing's mind was racing. Because of the shocking experience the night before, Zheng Jing unconsciously referred the unnatural phenomenon to the supernatural event.

There's a ghost involved in this case?Is this ghost related to unnatural phenomena?

On the way back to the ward where Zheng's mother was staying, Zheng Jing was in a daze when she went downstairs, and almost stepped on the air and rolled down.

Just as she leaned on the handrail and looked at the steps below, the phone in her pocket vibrated. She took it out and saw it was a text message.

[Go back in the afternoon. ]

The content of the text message is very simple, and the sender is Xia Qing.

Zheng Jing's expression was in a trance for a while, and she always felt that receiving such a text message had an indescribable subtlety.

After Zheng Jing returned to Mama Zheng's bedside and sat down, she suddenly realized that the previous irritability seemed to have been temporarily dispelled, and even the pain in her head that was as big as a bucket had also subsided.

"Quiet, mom is fine, do you want to go back and have a rest?" Zheng's mother saw that her daughter was not in good spirits, so she couldn't help persuading her.

Zheng Jing looked around, and finally sat down on the chaise lounge chair against the wall: "I'll just rest here, if you feel uncomfortable, call me."

After finishing speaking, she folded her arms against the wall and closed her eyes. This is her usual way of resting. While resting her eyes, she can also think in a relatively quiet environment.

For example - what happened in the past two days, and the clues currently held.

Zhang Qiang's family of three rented a house, and the scene of the crime was sealed.

After breaking through the door, it was Zhang Qiang who was in an abnormal state, half of his body was rotten and deeply comatose.

The TV cabinet that had been moved, covered the walls and floors that had been washed with blood, and there were large splatters of blood.

What is the usual motive for the murderer to wash the blood?Blur the scene of the first crime and conceal the fact that the murder happened.

So, since the murderer wanted to take away the corpse, so meticulous that even the blood on the ceiling was washed away, and there were no other traces of the murder in the room, why did he leave Zhang Qiang who was almost regarded as a corpse, and let the corpse Smell attracted the police?

That's right, this is Zheng Jing's biggest doubt. She can't think of a reason for the contradiction.

After removing the corpse, washing the blood stains and arranging the room furnishings, if the murderer had so much time, wouldn't he be able to deal with Zhang Qiang?

Zheng Jing thought of another possibility.

What if... the murderer is actually Zhang Qiang?According to the reactions of the neighbors, Zhang Qiang and Zhang Cuihua had frequent disputes. During the dispute, Zhang Cuihua was killed accidentally or deliberately, and the body was disposed of afterwards.

Although Zhang Qiang's current state seems to veto the possibility of this speculation, Zheng Jing still has a basis that cannot be said - the supernatural phenomenon encountered the night before.

The laughing and the crying, and the cold, soft thing she held out in her hand—it seemed to be a baby.

What if Zhang Qiang's current status as a living corpse is a ghost baby's revenge?

Unknowingly, Zheng Jing even directly described everything before and after the incident in her mind.

She felt as if she had personally participated in it. In the rented room, she saw Zhang Qiang pick up a kitchen knife and slash Zhang Cuihua's neck. A lot of blood gushed out.

She heard the crying of a baby beside her, and saw that after the woman fell to the ground, Zhang Qiang walked over step by step with a bloody face holding a kitchen knife, looked at the position beside her viciously, and repeated in his mouth: "bastard……"

It wasn't until the menu was cut that Zheng Jing got rid of the uncontrollable state and was able to turn her neck and subconsciously look to her side.

The kitchen knife slashed at the baby's small body, and the blood spilled all over the ground, but the baby's glasses were staring at him wide open, so dark that it seemed to be able to suck things in.

Zheng Jing looked at the little baby staring at her like this, and grinned a big smile, revealing the bloody sharp teeth in her mouth, and suddenly rushed towards herself.

Zheng Jing almost tried her best to move her inexplicably heavy body to the side to hide, but the ghost baby grabbed four cuts on her arms, and she gasped in pain.

The ghost baby didn't give Zheng Jing any time to react, and immediately continued to rush forward after catching it, this time aiming at Zheng Jing's neck, and opened its mouth wide as if it was about to bite off.

There was no way for Zheng Jing to avoid it, he couldn't even move his arms, so he could only close his eyes subconsciously.