Calculation rules for second-hand goods and second-hand forces

One night a week later.

One o'clock in the middle of the night.

Qi Han was awakened by a knock on the door in the middle of the night, he cursed in disgust, turned over to pretend he couldn't hear it, and finally got up with a chicken coop after the knock on the door lasted for 2 minutes, and looked out from the cat's eye Look, it's pitch black outside, and you can't see anything. With a hoarse voice, you said to the outside through the door panel: "Who, if you want to rob, you should stay in the hotel. I called the police."

The knocking on the door stopped, and a familiar voice came from outside: "Me."

Yan Luoqing's voice.

Qi Han had no choice but to open the door: "Fuck, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Luoqing walked in from the outside, poured himself a glass of water, drank it, and sat down: "This is not right." Now his mind is in a mess, and he can hardly think normally.

"What's the matter?"

Yan Luoqing rubbed her temples, controlled her emotions, and began to organize her words.

He organized it for a long time before he said a word: "It's gone."

"What the hell?" Qi Han's head grew big.

Yan Luoqing looked over with blank eyes: "Zhao Zuo is gone."

Qi Han questioned for a long time before he knew what was going on: Yan Luoqing went on a business trip for a week last week, and when he came back, he found that Zhao Zuo was nowhere to be found.

"Maybe I just went to a friend's house to play?" Qi Han gave a reasonable assumption, he felt that Yan Luoqing was making too much of a fuss.

Yan Luoqing glanced at him: "I called everyone on his mobile phone, and they didn't know where he was."

All the belongings in the family were not missing, even Zhao Zuo's clothes and mobile phone were not taken away, and he just evaporated.According to Zhao Zuo's game account login, the last time he logged in was three days ago.In other words, he evaporated for at least three days.Otherwise, with his Internet addiction, it is absolutely impossible not to log in for three days.

Qi Han thought for a few seconds: "There are many possibilities. For example, he fell in love with Aunt Wang next door and eloped with someone."

Yan Luoqing rolled her eyes: Which Aunt Wang can fall in love with him?

"Another example, you understand." Qi Han carefully raised the second possibility.

Yan Luoqing's face darkened when she heard this, and she remained silent for a long time before she said, "Didn't you say that the chance of recovery is very low?"

"It's very low," Qi Han compared the size of his nails with his fingers, "it's such a small probability. But have you heard of Could Fei's Law? Even something with a low probability can happen." He thought for a while and asked again , "Before you went on a business trip, did he have any abnormalities?"

"No." Yan Luoqing was categorical.A week ago, the two had watched half a movie together.The next day, he was on a business trip.In the first three days of the business trip, I still contacted by phone.In the next few days, when I called back, it showed that it was turned off.

On the day I came back, there was no one at home.No one came back that night.A day passed and still no news.

Yan Luoqing poured herself another full glass of water, drank it all in one gulp, and bowed her head in silence.

After feeling the low air pressure for a few minutes, Qi Han spoke again: "Of course there is still a third possibility..."

Yan Luoqing raised her head suddenly, and cast her hopeful eyes on Qi Han.

"It's possible, it's just that people are walking on the road and accidentally, a big truck comes over, click!..." Qi Hanzheng was talking endlessly, but Yan Luoqing with red eyes rushed forward and grabbed him neck, almost breathless, "cough, you, what are you doing, let go...cough, cough..." It took some effort to break free from the claws, and said, stroking the burning neck, "I just hit you For example, for example! Do you understand!"

Yan Luoqing gasped and stared at him, then sat back down suddenly, and said in a low voice, "Is there any better possibility?"

"What do you think?" Qi Han asked back.

Yan Luoqing didn't speak.

Qi Han looked at him quietly for a long time, and then quietly asked: "Then which one do you want?"

Yan Luoqing fell into a longer silence.

Facts have proved that Zhao Zuo is really missing.

Half a month has passed, and he has not returned home, let alone heard any news.

The police station also failed to give Yan Luoqing the slightest comfort, and after recording a file, nothing came of it.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and posted a missing person notice. Even if his relatives and friends had news, it still didn't work.

However, a hot post on the Internet called "Accidental Death You Heard About" jumped into his eyes:

——My uncle's friend is a truck driver who specializes in transporting steel plates. One night, when he unloaded the cargo in the morning, he found a head wearing a motorcycle helmet sandwiched between two steel plates.He was terrified and buried directly.

——A house was built in the next village, and when I cleaned up the blender, I found someone's bones in it, which had been crushed.

——The owner of the school canteen saw with his own eyes that someone knocked down a student, and then the people in the car got down and took him away. He thought he was being sent to the hospital and didn't pay attention.The next day, the family members of the student came to find someone with the photo, and after half a month, they found the body had been sunk under the bridge...

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With thousands of replies to the entire post, Yan Luoqing read every word of the unexpected ways of death.

As soon as I closed my eyes, the scene of someone floating on the river with a corpse being pecked by crows appeared in my mind...

Fuck, this won't work.

So I rummaged through the notices of the corpses every day, and I lost weight quickly.

Qi Han looked at the mourning best friend, and couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder: "Would you like to go on a trip to relax?"

Yan Luoqing asked as if she didn't hear it: "Did your alma mater buy any new corpses recently? Can I take a look?"

"Crazy." Qi Han rolled his eyes and handed him a bottle of sleeping pills.

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