Young detective case book

As soon as I hid, I saw two figures flashing at the corner on the left side of the cement road, one tall and one short, one thin and the other fat.

The two walked side by side, jogging at a constant speed.

Fortunately, they ran slowly, and if they ran a little faster, they would see me.

I secretly poked in my heart and said, "It's a fluke."

It took a full three or four minutes before they ran past me.

The tall one was a thin young man with a fashionable mohawk hairstyle and beautiful forehead hair, which was wet with sweat and hung obediently.

With thick black eyebrows, a pair of warm and smiling eyes, and a high nose bridge, he looks quite upright, a bit like a certain Hallyu star who often appears on TV.

The shorter one is older, about 46 or seven years old, and his figure is already fat. His facial features are very similar to the young man next to him, but they are enlarged. It is estimated that they are father and son.

They chatted while running, and the content of the conversation confirmed my guess.

The young man said: "...Dad, I know what's in my heart, you don't have to worry."

The older middle-aged man sighed: "Your grandfather is getting older, and his spirit has become more and more weak in the past two years. You are at a disadvantage, and you are provocative inside and out. I also know that I have wronged you."

The young man said a few more words, which were nothing more than those nonsense things that caused troubles and bullshit, and I was no longer interested in listening to it.

After they ran away, I finally calmed down and let out a long sigh of relief.

Standing up, it was only after this movement that I realized that my injured ankle was numb from the pain.

At this moment, I can only grit my teeth and endure it.

I turned around and got into the woods, and hurried to the hiding place of Chen Xiaohui's body.

The distance was very short, and they arrived at the destination in a few minutes. Just as they were about to get close to her body, they suddenly saw her mouth moving.

Pinch by pinch of wriggling.

Not to mention that there is no breeze in the woods, even if there is wind, it is impossible to move only the mouth.

Is she still alive?

No, it's impossible, she is absolutely dead, I've confirmed it.

I would rather believe that I was dazzled and misread, so I pushed the protective glasses to the top of my head, rubbed my eyes vigorously, and then stared at them carefully.

I'm not mistaken, her mouth is indeed moving!

Is it a scam? !

In an instant, my scalp exploded.

Her mouth is still squirming, and the range of motion is getting bigger and bigger.

Uncontrollably, my teeth began to chatter, my legs trembled and kept shaking. I thought of Lin Zhengying's ghost movies, American zombies, and Japanese ghost baby Hanako...

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the woods were spooky, and the corpse in front of me was also weird, with a blue-skinned face.

I was so frightened that her mouth was moving, and suddenly it split open, like a radish with a gap.

A little gray thing squeezed and squeezed out of it.

Fluffy, like a little mouse-damn!It's just a little mouse, and I don't know how it got into it in such a short time.

I finally got my heart beating again and secretly cursed the damn rat, who definitely tops the list of my most hated creatures on earth.

I raised my wrist to look at the time, it was almost 05:30, I had to speed up.

Dragging my injured ankle, I walked up to Chen Xiaohui's body with one foot high and one foot low, covered her head with the snakeskin bag, took out the adze, and smashed it down, down, down...

Through the tough snakeskin bag, I heard a dull sound like a dead branch breaking. It was the sound of bones breaking.

Blood trickled out from under the snakeskin bag, staining the wild grass beside it red.

***

Winter in the north is always impatient.

In late September, City B ushered in the first snowfall and the first cold wave.

The temperature dropped by seven or eight degrees overnight, and the number of people with colds rose exponentially. The pharmacy owners were all pulling their abacus beads and pursing their lips to laugh.

Su Ye's health was not very good, so he immediately joined the cold army.

He drooped his head weakly all day long, his eyes were red and his nose was runny, and he looked like a broken flower and a fallen leaf that had been tortured by harsh hands.

I thought it would be better in a few days.

Unexpectedly, this lingering cold air lasted for half a month.

Last night, the temperature dropped to minus thirteen or four degrees.

The off-white frost completely covered the near and far shops, streets, walls, small buildings and the octagonal wind chimes hanging from the small buildings.

Probably because of a cold, nasal congestion, difficulty breathing, and sleepless nights.

In the early hours of the morning, he had a very strange and terrifying dream.

In a dream of ice and snow, he found himself standing on a strange street with a strange courtyard in front of him.

The ordinary black-painted wooden door is wide open.

On both sides of the door, there is a row of elm walls, the leaves have long since fallen off, leaving only dry blue-gray branches, criss-crossing and lingering upwards.

On the branches, there are clusters of white fluffy snow, which looks like edelweiss blooming all over the tree.

Behind the elm wall, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, as if covered with a thick layer of white felt.

Behind the white felt is a house with red bricks and blue tiles, and the roof is also covered with thick snow.

On the corrugated roof of the ridge, a sparrow was parked, sealed with a thick layer of snow shell, as if carved from ice and snow.

This poor sparrow has been frozen to death.

The weather was so cold that the breath he exhaled was frozen by the cold and turned into white steam.

The asphalt road under my feet was covered with a thin layer of ice, and it was hard.

Su Ye was terribly cold, and rubbed his fingertips that were aching from the cold.

His eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with frost, his raised collar was also covered with frost, the tip of his nose was numb from the cold, and his toes curled up in his snow boots felt as uncomfortable as a cat chewing on them, itchy and painful.

Sniffing his nose vigorously, he vaguely remembered that he had caught a cold, his mind was groggy, his mind was a little confused, and he was full of confusion and incomprehension about the current situation.

He didn't understand why he was standing here, he was in a panic, and instinctively felt strong anxiety.But there is a voice in my head saying: "I can't leave, I can't leave."

So he can only stand like a fool, although he doesn't even know the reason for standing here.

A gust of wind blew past, blowing up snowflakes one after another, hitting the face, icy cold.

Like a small knife, the cold wind gushed into the slightly baggy clothes.

He still stood stubbornly, like the frozen sparrow, standing motionless.

His face was frozen.

Clothes are freezing.

People froze.

He thought he was going to freeze to death, but at this moment, the door of the brick building opposite him creaked open suddenly, and a tall, tall and handsome young man walked out slowly.

The dim winter sun reflected on his body, reflecting a faint, delicate and soft halo.

As a result, his whole body also seemed to emit fine glows.

The moment the familiar figure broke into the pupils, Su Ye's cold and anxious heart suddenly became loose and at ease, and it was put back into the chest properly.

Suddenly realized that he was waiting for him.

Ice and snow covered the soles of the shoes, frozen into a hard lump, like a thick layer of palms, which was extremely heavy.

Suye raised her foot and was about to walk towards Ou Yuchen when she suddenly saw someone following him.

God!

Su Ye couldn't believe her eyes!

It turned out to be the man in black who appeared at the gate of Su's house!

It's just that what he is holding in his hand is not a black umbrella, but a high-speed rotating and buzzing chainsaw.

The man in black was standing right behind Ou Yuchen, but Ou Yuchen didn't notice it at all. He squinted his eyes and smiled at Suye, looking very good-looking.

He waved his hand and said something to Su Ye, the distance was too far, Su Ye could not hear clearly.

Ou Yuchen is 180 cm tall, definitely not short.

The man in black was actually half a head taller than him, condescendingly looking down at the top of his black hair, with a pair of dark and cold eyes, full of bloodthirsty greed and excitement, he slowly raised the torch in his hand. saw.

Under the reflection of the white snow, the saw blade reflected a chilling light.

Suye's heart was about to stop, she wanted to scream, wanted to rush to rescue Ou Yuchen, but her throat seemed to be firmly stuck by two big hands, and she couldn't make a sound.

Both feet seemed to be firmly nailed to the ground, and they couldn't move at all.

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and watched helplessly as the saw fell on the top of Ou Yuchen's head.

Blood splattered immediately, and the sharp sound of the saw blade cutting through the bones resounded dully in the empty yard.

Ou Yuchen's face was twisted ferociously, showing a miserable and terrifying gesture of pain.

Suye didn't feel scary at all, he just felt cold, so cold that his blood was about to freeze.

With a "bang", Ou Yuchen fell heavily on the snowy ground, splashing numerous snowflakes, fluttering and falling gently in the air.

The sharp chainsaw, still stuck in his skull, creaked and continued to saw, cutting him into two pieces.

Big pools of blood and fine bone debris spewed out from the wound, spreading and flowing on the white snow.

Like a piece of bright red thorny carpet, slowly spread out, spread out...

***

"The wind in the ear, laughing at something, is the answer hidden or the heart is unpredictable.

Along the way, I have carried too many burdens, changed too much, or just lost for a moment.

Quietly silent, true and false overlap, gain and loss intertwined, still pursuing the result without result (Note 1)..."

Su Ye suddenly opened his eyes, his heart was beating wildly, and it sounded very clear in the quiet room.

"...the wind in my ears, what are you laughing at? Is it a mystery or an unfathomable heart? Along the way, I have carried too much, changed too much, or just lost for a moment..."