you are scary

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Anyway, Bai Qianwan went to the scene of the fourth case first.He intends to get to know the ogre formally. It is conceivable that such a side-to-side understanding is not enough, but there is no other way.

It seems that the work of searching the scene and collecting evidence has not yet been completed, and the yellow cordon still isolates the outside world from the supermarket, and is eyeing outsiders like Baiqianwan.The supermarket is not so much a small supermarket, it’s better to say it’s miniature. It’s about the size of a school’s canteen. The outside is a sliding door made of glass, and inside are all kinds of goods, shelves and a cash register. Inside, it should be the owner’s night rest. residence.

There are whispers from passers-by.

"I heard that the intestines were cut out and the kidneys were chopped up like octopus."

"Cauliflower stuffed in his mouth."

"Only 40 years old and the kid just started college."

The fourth deceased was a 40-year-old supermarket owner, male, and according to the photos he had seen before, he was an ordinary-looking man.The time of death was September 9.No matter how specific the information was, he had no way of knowing it. He only heard that the fingers and parts of the corpse were chopped off and fried with cabbage.

The first case occurred in a steak restaurant in District C. The deceased was the son of the owner of the restaurant. The body was not found until the rest of the staff went to work the next day.After the incident, the restaurant was completely closed down. The black-painted wooden doorknob was tied with a huge chain and a lock was hung. Judging from the degree of dust on it, it seemed that it had not been opened for a long time.The deceased was a 19-year-old male who died on February 2. His liver was boiled in a pot of soup.

The second case occurred in District A. The female deceased was killed in a mansion in the new city.The location is in a high-end villa complex in District A. After the accident, the community probably strengthened security, and people like Bai Qianwan who did not have the resident's permission or password were turned away, so he was not able to go in to find out.

According to news reports, the deceased was 27 years old, married, and died on May 5. After peeling the skin, he cut it into strips and put it with coriander.

The third case took place at a slaughterhouse in District D.When Bai Qianwan arrived, the huge gate of the slaughterhouse was just open, and there were constantly foul-smelling trucks coming in and out, holding dirty pigs or sheep, and sometimes large fresh fish.Standing far away from the slaughterhouse and looking at the past, many shirtless men are coming and going, the smell of raw pork and blood wafts out from inside, the heavy machine operation is covered, and the screams of the slaughtering pigs are not heard. Obvious.

Bai Qianwan crouched by the side of the road, trying to summon the dead man again.Zheng Zhouen was the only deceased whom he knew the name and appearance of, and who had touched the relics, but he couldn't cry out, and no voice answered his call.

"call--"

Sweat dripped from the forehead, Bai Qianwan wiped the sweat, his body was shaking.Frequent psychic psychics put a heavy burden on his body. If he could look in the mirror now, he would see a face as pale as paper.

After this trip, Bai Qianwan gained nothing at all, he could only feel that the other party was a very energetic murderer.

That guy must be a ghost with sharp eyes and ears, I really don't know where she learned about her eccentricity, this is the creepy place called Bai Qianwan.The other party had completely mastered Bai Qianwan's private information, but he knew nothing about the murderer.

Assuming that the female ghost who left the text is the murderer, the meaning of that paragraph of text is really arrogant, just like Zhang Zhanshu.She intends to taste the meat of the cannibals.Ordinary human flesh can no longer satisfy her.

Before he finds the ogre, he will probably be killed by the ogre first.

What a headache...

He drove to several places in a row, so that the fatigue of physical exhaustion became more and more obvious. He forced himself to stand up from the ground. The slaughterhouse was located on the outskirts of District D. The road leading to this place was not poured with cement. Loose and uneven dirt road.Bai Qianwan stepped on the hard soil, suddenly his body lost weight, and the sky slowly rotated.

Fuck, if the ogre was here to look at his past exploits... he thought quickly of the possibility before falling.

On the way to the hospital, Song Nongmo got a series of news about Bai Qianwan.

"Didn't he go to the home of the victim of the 7.22 homicide yesterday to have a psychic? After going out this morning, he stopped and watched all the crime locations of the 'Ogre' for a while, in order of four, one, two, three , The last place I stayed was opposite the slaughterhouse of the third case, and I passed out on the ground for unknown reasons, the doctor said it was because of anemia and hypoglycemia, oh yes, because of the fall, he broke his arm."

"He should have completely deleted the TXT file, and there is no way to recover it through data. Bai Qianwan seems to be very good at this..."

"According to Mrs. Chen, there is indeed a TXT file. When asked here, she seemed a little hesitant. Her statement was inconsistent with Bai Qianwan. She said that the text left by the other party was 'Is the meat of cannibals delicious? '."

The nurse outside touched the hairpin: "The patient fell asleep again after waking up once, as if very tired."

"Has anyone visited?"

"No."

After learning about Bai Qianwan's general situation, Song Nongmo entered the ward.

The young man on the bed fell asleep, his already pale face became even more severe at this moment, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he had had a bad dream.

Song Nongmo sat down on the chair beside the bed, and set the phone to silent.

Bai Qianwan had a beautiful and non-aggressive face, and was even more fragile and pale when he was asleep, which could not be connected with the horrific murder case he was involved in at all.Looking at his sleeping face, Song Nongmo vaguely remembered Bai Qianwan's appearance in high school. Most of the time he huddled in the classroom and buried his head in his homework, showing the back of his neck like a lamb, smiling shyly and peacefully.

Unexpectedly, a few years later, Bai Qianwan suddenly turned into a young psychic living in a haunted house, and the degree of mystery was beyond compare.

Song Nongmo lacked the opportunity to be alone with him, and there was a barrier between the investigation and the investigated relationship between the two.Otherwise, he would have asked the question a long time ago. He has many questions about Bai Qianwan's life after dropping out of high school.

At this time, Bai Qianwan woke up.

His eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Just remembered, this is a private hospital, the charges are extremely expensive, he has already smelled the scorching smell of burning banknotes, why can't he stop the heartache of spending money even though he is already a millionaire?

His eyes gradually focused. The nurse in front of him...wasn't a nurse!

Why is there Song Nongmo here?

Because the heating was turned on in the ward, the room temperature was much higher than outside, Song Nongmo only had a black T-shirt on his upper body, and the exposed half of his arm was strong and strong.In Bai Qianwan's mind, the sound of the alarm bell and the feeling of hunger screamed together, he was in a state of confusion, his eyes wandered.

"Drink water?" The seductive hands approached with a paper cup.

He was a little embarrassed: "Thank you."

It was already evening outside the window, the setting sun was very dark, and the street lights on the side of the road were turned on.There was another man sitting in the ward with an unfamiliar face, probably also Song Nongmo's colleague.

"Why are you here? It seems that another policeman sent me here," Bai Qianwan asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

"After hearing what he said about it, we came here."

He nodded: "Is that so? Then you are here—"

Although there was no reaction on his face, Bai Qianwan's heart was already pounding.Song Nongmo must have a reason for coming to him, for example, his computer.

"The TXT file cannot be restored." Song Nongmo really mentioned this matter.

"I'm used to completely deleting." Bai Qianwan said.

Facing this weird sophistry, Song Nongmo reacted calmly, but asked another question: "However, Ms. Chen's statement is different from yours."

"What's the explanation?" Bai Qianwan suddenly understood what happened - no wonder Song Nongmo came to the door.

"Why do you want to hide it?" Song Nongmo looked at him quietly, his eyes were as black as ink, "Can't you say it? 'Cannibal meat', who is the cannibal?"

"I don't know," Bai Qianwan quickly replied, "Really."

"Who is her message for?" Song Nongmo's voice was very soft, like a feather brushing against him.

The other looked at him with a smile too.

His face was a little pale, and his stomach seemed to be lifted suddenly by himself, with a dull pain.

Not good, this situation——

"I do not know."

"'I really want to eat human flesh'," another detective continued to ask, "Is this true?"

The original composure was suddenly broken, and Bai Qianwan's brown eyes were filled with astonishment: "What do you mean?"

"You posted on Weibo nine years ago, and 'want to eat human flesh'."

"Have I sent it?"

His confused and puzzled expression seemed to be telling the truth.

After a long time, the air in the ward seemed to have deteriorated, the temperature became hot and cold, and the scar on Bai Qianwan's neck suddenly itched, because cold sweat was permeating in fear.

Song Nongmo still spoke briskly like a spring breeze: "Sent it."

The last trace of blood faded from Bai Qianwan's face, and his hands and feet were stiff.He suspected that the other party would show an arrest warrant in the next second: "Do you suspect that I am an ogre? I don't."

Come on, he is obviously the dish threatened by the ogre!

After a long time, he got himself into it instead... If he was misunderstood and blamed the real ogre, it would be troublesome.

【The cannibal he said was me, but I didn't eat those people. 】

It feels even worse to say that.

jingle.

A bell suddenly rang in Song Nongmo's hand.

He glanced at the dull Bai Qianwan, and answered the phone: "Hello?"

After a few seconds, his expression suddenly calmed down.