The Crazy Forensic Doctor Consort

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The woman who was called Cher, moved slightly, shook off the man's hand, and walked halfway.

The man was somewhat unhappy, reached out and tried to get through the woman’s body and let her look at herself!

Suddenly, behind, something hit the back of the man.

The man frowned and turned his head and looked at it, but he didn't see anything.

Touching the back, the man turned his head again and found that there was no one on the bridge.

The man slammed and stepped back a few steps until the back waist touched the stone handrail on the bridge. The hard touch made him numb on the back, and he suddenly woke up, but he only felt the forehead was bleak, all Air conditioning.

Looking at the empty bridge, the man's arm and neck, gradually provoked goose bumps.

He squeezed his sleeves and wiped the sweat, and then looked at the black hole in the lake. He only felt like a giant mouth of a monster, as if in an instant, he would swallow the person clean.

There was some tremor at his feet, and he struggled to hold the stone handrail and turned around, so he had to go back.

I don’t know if it’s slipping on the bridge, or if his legs are too soft. Just two steps away, it’s a beggar and falls to the ground.

On the ground, it is not a dry, flat stone, but a wet, slippery water stain.

There is no rain today, where is the water stain on this bridge?

The man did not know what he thought of. The eyelids shook a little, and his hand was slowly lifted up and sent to his eyes. He opened his eyes and looked at him.

Under the unknown moonlight, he clearly saw how red his palm was, above it, not water... actually... it turned out to be blood...

The thick **** smell came over, the man's brain began to scatter, and he stood up in a faltering way, but in his mind, he remembered the words of his wife and his wife.

Could it be true?

He glanced at the lake, and quickly turned his eyes, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath: "No... impossible."

Yes, how is it possible? The saying of God and Ghost is just nonsense!

Nothing is wrong, it’s strange, it’s the ignorance of the grassroots.

If there is a ghost in this world, it will be a mess in the day!

In this way, the man clenched his fist, but felt the palm of his hand wet.

He quickly put the palm of his hand on the handrail to make it clean, and the force was like brushing a layer of skin.

Waiting for the hot pain in the palm of his hand, he couldn't stand it anymore. He adjusted his emotions and walked back and forth.

The man walked along the main street for a long time, until passing through the door of the house, but did not enter, but stayed at the door, looked around, turned and ran to the side lane next to him.

In the alley, it was dark, but he was very familiar.

All the way to go for a while, finally, he stopped at the end of the corner of the alley, picking up the wooden stick placed next to it, began to plan the mud next to it.

Inside, I quickly got out a black parcel. I didn't take the parcel out. He only grabbed his hand and grabbed it. He touched it out and made sure that something was right. He quickly tied it up and buried it again.

Fill the mud, the man got up, wiped the mud stains on his body, let out a sigh of relief, turned and walked outside the alley.

Just as soon as he turned around, he saw that there was a silhouette in front of the narrow alley, standing there quietly.

For almost a moment, his voice changed: "Who is there!"

His voice was not loud, his tone was trembling, and he was obviously afraid of it. The silhouette, motionless, and after a long time, lifted his legs, slowly and extremely, walking forward.

Seeing that the silhouette is getting closer, the man only has to retreat.

He stepped back step by step, and the other side stepped hard. This time, the man passed a lot of thoughts, but the most thought, only one point - what he is now, is it a person or a ghost?

A chilly wind blew, the man's sweat was blown into the bone marrow.

He snorted coldly, his back pressed against the wall, and he couldn't stop shaking.

The silhouette slowly walked over to the man, and as the silhouette moved closer and closer, the appearance of the silhouetted person was finally revealed.

The man didn't dare to look at first, but he boldly opened his eyes and saw the person's appearance, but he slammed it on time: "Clock... Mr. Zhong?"

Zhong Ziyu was as close as he used to, and he looked at him with a smile. The voice was mild: "Li Gongzi, this night is half-three, you and I can meet, it is really coincidental."

Coincidence is very? Occasionally?

Li Lin swallowed, his body was still stiff, and he was struggling with tears: "Yes... it’s clever... very clever..."

Zhong Ziyu was concerned: "Li Gongzi, seems to be a little uncomfortable?" He said, taking out a handkerchief and handing it to Li Lin.

Li Lin took it, thanked him in the mouth, pinched the handkerchief and rubbed it straight on his face.

Until I felt a little more comfortable, Li Lin was guilty of squinting at the mud pit next to her eyes, and deliberately sideways, and asked: "Clock... Mr. Zhong, it’s too late, how come back?"

Zhong Ziyu raised the object on the handle: "Yu Gongzi invited the poetry club. This is just going to go back. It’s just that when you see Li Gongzi on the road, you look worried, and then I will worry about it."

Although Li Lin said that he was secretly jealous of his nosy, but in his mouth, he also respectfully nodded and said: "It is a bit of trouble."

Zhong Ziyu smiled and looked at the left and right: "This night is half-three, Li Gongzi, why come here?"

Li Lin said with a sigh of relief: "This... it’s hard to talk about it. It’s a bit of a temper with the sputum, and it’s smashed out. It’s said that it’s going to go around the whole circle before it’s going back to the house. Just below..."

Zhong Ziyu nodded: "Mrs. Yu is a man of temperament."

"Inferior, stubborn," Li Lin said.

Zhong Ziyu looked at Li Lin again and asked, "That, now you can..."

Li Lin nodded busyly: "It can be, it's finished, it's finished, and when you go back, it's a matter of Mr. Law, Mr. Zhong, it's really awkward, just hope that Mr., will be at this point of privacy... Do not want to talk to outsiders. It’s good.”

"Li Gongzi is relieved." Zhong Ziyu's face is mild.

Li Lin looked at him with a dubious look, his brows tightly twisted, he really didn't know, this clock Zi Yu, whether he saw him dig the parcel.

It stands to reason that he only met him when he went out, and he should not see it.

But this person is full of smiles, gentle and polite, but this smile, but always makes him feel creepy.

I only hope that I think more about myself.

With Zhong Ziyu out of the dark alley, Li Lin didn't go back to the alley until he watched the clock leave, and then dug out the package and looked around.

Simply, seeing a dog hole next to it, directly, the package is hidden in the dog hole, and then covered with some scattered waste.

Look around, make sure no one knows, and then leave without worry.

The sudden appearance of Zhong Ziyu made Li Lin not sleep well overnight.

On the second morning, Li Lin went to the alley with dark circles and looked at the obstructions that were still neatly arranged. He was relieved, but still unwilling to move things away and touch the dog hole. . 2k novel reading network