you are scary

12

"I just found the video recorded by the computer camera in Baiqianwan's computer, which happened to be at the time of the 9.27 incident. He has an alibi. It seems that the camera program was automatically turned on, and it was recorded for a whole night. Alright, It is estimated that there is no need to take him back to the police station for interrogation for the time being, but we must continue to observe him—Hello? Are you listening?"

"Yes, I understand." Song Nongmo hung up the phone.

Bai Qianwan looked nervous like a frightened rabbit.

The mysterious and cunning white hare, no one ever knew which cave he was hiding in.

However, he is not the murderer of the 9.27 case.

Song Nongmo and his colleague looked at each other, and they went outside the ward to talk.After confirming that the message was correct, the other party went back to the police station first.

He returned to the ward and looked at Bai Qianwan who was sitting on pins and needles: "It's okay, you can continue to rest."

"What?" Bai Qianwan's tense nerves made a crackling sound.It was as if someone hung a knife on the top of his head and made him sleepless for a while, but now he suddenly said it was a joke.

Then, he heard Song Nongmo explain calmly: "I'm sorry about what happened just now, I'm sorry."

"..."

Depend on.

How do you feel that you were almost cheated!Fortunately, I didn't say it.

Bai Qianwan pressed his chest and panted, a layer of belated blood appeared on his face: "You scared me to death."

"I'm not, I'm really not an ogre," he sighed long, with the illusion of surviving, "I won't eat their flesh."

"Huh?" Song Nongmo was attracted by his words again, his black eyes lifted up, like a pair of cold agate beads.

"...In other words, I can't be an ogre."

He lowered his head, his short brown hair drooped, and his eyes lingered on Song Nongmo's folded fingers.

Song Nongmo knew about Bai Qianwan's eccentricity. He liked to stare at Song Nongmo's hands when he was in high school, and the reason was "it's so pretty".

The sporadic high school memories about Bai Qianmo flooded into my mind.

The disappearance of the Bai family father and son, murder, cannibals...

The emotion on his face was fleeting: "Two questions. One, what does 'cannibal' mean, don't hide it from me; two, why haven't you contacted me for nine years?"

What is this weird question?

Bai Qianwan's poisoned computer was running at high speed, and after three seconds, he replied with difficulty: "The female ghost probably thinks I'm a cannibal."

Song Nongmo frowned, looking suspicious: "Because you posted on Weibo?"

"……perhaps?"

God, when did he post that kind of Weibo?Why is there no impression at all!

Besides, unless there are photos of "human flesh" attached to that kind of Weibo, who would take it seriously? It's just a joke.If the ogre believed it so easily, he was a fool after all.There has to be something else attached, right?What's more, how did the ogre notice Weibo from nine years ago?

"What about the second one?" Song Nongmo suddenly leaned forward, the distance between the two was only a dozen centimeters, his face suddenly approached, and Bai Qianwan could even see clearly the direction of the eyelashes on the black and white eyes.

Bai Qianwan asked in a daze, "What do you mean?"

"If you want to find me, it's actually very easy. I've been appearing on the news page of city B, and I haven't changed my address. Don't make excuses like 'I can't find my contact information'." Song Nongmo spoke quickly.

"..." Why did you contact him?

Unable to get an answer, Song Nongmo's expression changed slightly, his expression was complicated: "Is it because of that incident that I have been angry with me all the time? I was abroad at that time, and I didn't know any news about City B... I only found out about you when I came back." Was expelled."

Bai Qianwan looked at him, and suddenly felt a familiar, leathery youthful breath reappearing.

The school's sports warehouse...

Song Nongmo...

【"catch him!"】

Suddenly returning to his senses, Bai Qianwan realized that he remembered something again.

Who said the last sentence?It was a voice he had never heard before.What happened in the warehouse?

What's even more frightening is that it seems that Song Nongmo was very close to him before... Otherwise, he wouldn't have said such an apology.

Bai Qianwan's face was blank: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Song Nongmo didn't ask any more questions, and said with downcast eyes, "Then forget it."

The atmosphere is a little weird.

Bai Qianwan scratched the itchy and scabbed wound on his neck, and quickly changed the subject: "Officer Song, I want to be discharged from the hospital."

After changing out of his hospital gown like a prison gown, Bai Qianwan returned home with a broken arm and a splint for the rest of his life.At the insistence of Song Nongmo, whose purpose was unknown, he got into the other party's BMW.

If the group of ghosts were there, they would definitely scream "Oh my God, this policeman is a rich second generation".

Bai Qianwan rested his chin and looked out the window, the scenery outside the window flew by quickly, including a police station standing in the night.He has lingering fears. If he is really arrested, his previous affairs will be completely uncovered in all likelihood...

On the way home, Song Nongmo didn't say a word.

Needless to say, Song Nongmo must be regurgitating the conversation in the ward just now.

From the police's point of view, Bai Qianwan is indeed suspicious. He is engaged in psychic work, lives alone, has no relatives, has no relatives, has made cannibal remarks on the Internet, and because of psychic, he has made friends with ghosts and has special ability to commit crimes. , and because he lives in Zhengde Street and has been to the victim's supermarket, the victim may not be wary of him.

horrible!Thinking about it carefully, he himself was full of doubts.Coupled with the fact that he forcibly deleted the TXT file, and Ren Zhi's testimony was very different from his, he was a murderer with a guilty conscience.He hasn't been arrested for investigation like this. I guess the police have more suspects, right?

"arrive."

While still in shock, Song Nongmo's quiet voice brushed against his ears, and Bai Qianwan came back to his senses in surprise. The other party had already bent down to unbutton his seat belt with extreme care.

The car was parked in front of No. 18 Zhengde Street.

"Thank you." Bai Qianwan opened the car door, and strangely, Song Nongmo got out of the car too.The two walked into the courtyard of No. 18. On the lawn of the courtyard, beside the jasmine bushes, three headless children were playing a football.Look carefully, it is a football stuffed with a human head, it fell heavily on the ground, and the toes made a thumping sound.

The children greeted Bai Qianwan cheerfully.

"Brother Bai!"

"Brother Xiaobai is back! Why did you break your arm?"

"Hey, why did my brother bring back a man—"

"Shut up, this is your boyfriend!"

"It is necessary to correct me." Bai Qianwan stopped in his tracks with concern, and raised his finger seriously, "It's not my boyfriend, this is Officer Song from the Special Events Department."

"It's the police!"

"Wow, so scary!"

Bai Qianwan felt a dull pain in his arm for a moment, and said awkwardly: "Sorry, they didn't mean it."

"It's okay." Song Nongmo turned a deaf ear, he had already walked to the gate.

Bai Qianwan took out the key, and when he was about to open the door, he suddenly heard Song Nongmo's reminder: "Be careful."

He lowered his head and found that Song Nongmo had opened his coat and took out a pistol from the inside.

The appearance of the gun is black copper, and the style is like an old-fashioned revolver. The gun has a long barrel.He knew that the gun magazines were not filled with ordinary bullets, but something of a special material, which was deadly to ghosts and could cause them to die a second time, or to disperse their spirits.

The officials of the underworld have no objection to the killing of each other among the ghosts, and they will not discipline them, otherwise Mrs. Chen would have been suppressed and cleaned up.Ghosts have no so-called rights. On this point, the chief of the underworld has reached a consensus with the human world.There is nothing wrong with people exorcising and killing ghosts, but ghosts kill people and even eat the souls of the murdered dead, which is a heinous crime.

The door slowly opened...

What caught my eye was still the familiar empty living room.On the sofa, the human pig is playing with the mobile phone, several familiar resident ghosts are playing poker on the floor, and the headless little girl is coaxing the doll to sleep on the chair.

"Nothing strange happened, did it?"

Affected by Song Nongmo's vigilance, Bai Qianwan's heart was also a little frightened.He asked cautiously at the door.

"Are you back? It's okay, that female ghost didn't come." Ren Yi said without turning his head.

"Is someone calling me?"

"No." Another ghost replied.

He breathed a sigh of relief, so he said to Song Nongmo, "It's all right, Mr. Song, you can go back at ease."

Song Nongmo held the gun in his hand, and his eyes wandered around the room.Hearing this, he said to Bai Qianwan with a natural expression: "It is necessary to check other places. Can I go in?"

"Uh."

"It's for your safety. During the recent period, someone will pay close attention to you."

Don't put surveillance so nicely!

Bai Qianwan screamed in his heart, and said with a smile on his face, "Please come in."

After entering the living room, the ghosts in the house took great interest in him.

"It's been a long time since I saw a living person enter a haunted house!"

"Last time, the porters at the sports equipment store were only willing to stand at the door."

"He looks a little handsome, what's his relationship with you, Xiaobai?"

"He's got a gun, what's up?"

"This is Officer Song, he can see you." Bai Qianwan hurriedly reminded the other ghosts, so as not to make any weird moves and be shot in the head by Song Nongmo.

Holding the gun tightly, Song Nongmo inspected the living room up and down, including the huge old chandelier above his head, and indeed there was no ghost body hanging on it.After confirming that they were correct, he opened the small rooms in the corridor and checked them one by one.

Next came the lavatory, bathroom and storage room, nothing but dust.

Song Nongmo's expression was slightly relaxed because of this.He opened his coat and put the pistol/gun into the inner pocket. The light in the storage room was very dim, only the light seeping in from the living room. Bai Qianwan vaguely saw the other party's tight black T-shirt His lower abs contoured, and his stomach gave a gleeful jerk to it.

Even though the light was dim, the interest in Bai Qianwan's downcast eyes had substance, and it was impossible to ignore.

Song Nongmo smiled, and said as a policeman: "I'll bring you the computer later, I'll go back first, be sure to pay attention to safety."

"Will you come here often in the future?" Bai Qianwan asked suddenly when he was being sent to the door.

His eyes were clear and pure, and he seemed unaware of the ambiguity in this sentence.

Song Nongmo looked at him for a few seconds: "I will come over when necessary... Do you have my mobile phone number?"

After Song Nongmo left, the man yelled loudly: "Why are your conversations so sticky? You didn't go out with that handsome police officer in order to catch the man-eating monster, did you?"

Another ghost said, "This sacrifice is too great."

Bai Qianwan was worrying that he had nowhere to go, and suddenly he felt enlightened: "You guys are really geniuses!"

But after thinking about it, Song Nongmo looks a little skinny, but he is obviously a very cautious policeman. It is very difficult to get undisclosed information about the case from him. The police are obliged to keep the case confidential, even if he is married to It was also difficult for Song Nongmo to ask anything.

Bai Qianwan sat by the window and looked up at the sky.

The painted stickers of the Virgin Mary bought online are quietly looking down on him on the glass, with gentle and pious eyes.

At that moment, he suddenly felt the call of death.