star hunter

Miao Linzhi didn't know anything about the fact that her carefully concealed true face had been revealed to the other party's eyes. She smiled and said goodbye to Zhong Yuncong. The latter responded blankly until she closed the door. Kankan came back to God.

After only taking a small step, he found that his legs were limp, and his palms were covered with hot sweat. He let out a long breath, and the fear in his heart didn't lessen.

After realizing that Yingying's mother was really a "disordered person", Zhong Yuncong's mind turned into a pot of boiling paste, and there was only one thought left to stir - whether she would die in the future. Turn into a monster and eat me in a second?

It wasn't until he returned to Su Xian's residence with vain steps that his crashed brain started to function again, and he began to think about some questions, for example, should Ms. Miao's condition be informed to Su Xian and others?And, should we isolate her first?

But he had never encountered such a difficult situation before, and he didn't know how to deal with it. When he was struggling, he suddenly heard an earth-shattering scream, which made him almost jump up from the sofa.

But at this time, harsh sounds came from the kitchen. He was afraid that there would be another explosion in the kitchen, so he rushed in hastily. Only then did he realize that it was a false alarm. It turned out that the water in the pot had boiled for too long and overflowed. , The faulty gas stove was upgraded.

When he turned off the gas stove and eliminated a potential kitchen disaster, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he was surprised that the movement outside had also developed an upgraded version - hurried footsteps, noisy voices, and a few voices mixed in from time to time Screaming in horror, these several different tracks are tied together to form a group of noises that make the eardrums collapse.

Zhong Yun was not in the mood to cook noodles anymore. He only wanted to find out about the situation, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw two adults and a child coming down the stairs in a panic. Because of the panic, the child almost Roll down the stairs.

Zhong Yuncong seized the time to inquire: "What happened?"

The family didn't even look at him, and hurried downstairs with the child in their arms without saying a word.

"The fifth floor is dead!"

These words nailed Zhong Yuncong in place like a bolt from the blue, and it took him a long time to come to his senses. People ran down one after another, but there were also people with good intentions who climbed up, probably to watch the excitement.

Zhong Yuncong stayed for a while, and joined the ranks of climbing up. He was not interested in watching the excitement, but there was a life lawsuit in the building where he lived, and he felt that he should understand the situation.

The apartment on the fifth floor where the accident occurred was the same type and direction as Su Xian's house, only two floors away, the door was already crowded, and before approaching, he smelled a strong smell of blood that could not be resolved. Zhong Yuncong hesitated for a moment After a while, my heart beat, and I still squeezed into the crowd.

After finally passing through all kinds of blank eyes and complaints, he finally squeezed to the door, and all he could see was a pool of meandering blood. Zhong Yuncong felt a little disgusted, covered his mouth and nose and continued to look in, and then Then he saw a man lying in a pool of blood.

It was obviously a dead person, lying stiffly on the ground, with a bloated body and a lot of blood, dripping all over the ground.

Next to the corpse, there was a teenage girl sitting on the ground crying and crying, and she was also very stocky.

"This fat aunt stayed at home well, why was she killed? Who is so cruel!"

"The tongue was cut off, what a crime! Fortunately, her daughter was not at home and escaped unharmed."

"Hey, after you say that, I think of someone who has a grudge against her...you forgot, she almost bit off her nose this morning!"

"You mean... Yingying's mother?"

Zhong Yuncong was in a cold sweat due to the chattering of comments. He suddenly remembered that when Yingying came to the clinic in the morning, he also mentioned that her mother had a conflict with the fat aunt upstairs, and both of them were injured.

But as for killing people for that little conflict?

He just had a little doubt, and immediately overturned it——Yingying's mother is a "pathological person".

Thinking of this, the creepy feeling reappeared. He was scared and disgusted, and his mind was full of thoughts of running away, but his legs and feet didn't listen, and he walked towards the corpse step by step.

The little chubby girl, who was crying with snot and tears, realized that there was someone else in front of her, and was taken aback for a moment. Before she had time to ask who the unexpected visitor was, she saw him squatting down, frowning and covering her nose, carefully examining her mother's face. corpse.

"Who are you?" She reacted belatedly, and asked in a sharp tone, but the man didn't seem to hear it, and didn't reply to her.

The deceased fell in front of a semi-old sewing machine, with an overturned chair next to it, and a coat under the machine seat. The sewing thread on it was not broken. It is conceivable that the deceased should have been sitting and operating the sewing machine during his lifetime.

Inevitably, the first thing he noticed was the huge wound on the right neck of the corpse, with the flesh turned out.The sticky blood spilled all over the head and face, it was really horrible, and the floor under the dead man was covered with a pool of blood that was beginning to congeal.

Zhong Yuncong had to close his eyes and take a deep breath under the double effect of tremendous terror and nausea. After a while, he opened his eyes again. He didn't dare to move the dead body easily and could only look at it with his eyes.This time, he no longer limited his gaze to the fatal wound, but looked around the corpse.

He stood up and carefully observed the sewing machine, and soon he found typical splattered blood on the table, and it was basically certain that the deceased died of excessive blood loss due to a severed carotid artery.

Not long after, he discovered that the mouth of the deceased was also full of holes. There was a lot of blood around the mouth, and there were some scratches on the lips. It seemed that the dark mouth could be glimpsed between the slightly opened and closed teeth.

He wanted to remember the comments made by others just now, and understood that the dead man's tongue seemed to be missing.

The sticky smell of blood caused his stomach to retch, he could no longer suppress his body's reaction, turned his back and began to retch.

His uninvited and untimely behavior obviously angered the deceased's daughter, and the fat girl yelled angrily: "Who are you? What are you doing here? Get out!"

Zhong Yuncong also knew that his behavior did not respect the deceased enough, but his physical reaction was not something he could control. His stomach acid finally calmed down, so he took a breath and told the little girl: "Your mother's tongue... It's gone, do you know what's going on?"

The little chubby girl seemed to have been severely punched, her limbs slapped the floor, and she began to cry again: "Her tongue was cut off! It's that old bastard downstairs! She almost gnawed on it this morning." Lost my mother's nose! And said she was going to kill her! It must be her!"

Zhong Yuncong was dizzy from her crying, he stared at the corpse for a long time, and put his hand on the dead man's shoulder like a ghost.

He closed his eyes, and the fat girl's surprised and questioning voice was automatically isolated from the eardrums. His eyes were pitch black, without any light or sound.

After maintaining this darkness for a few seconds, it switched to a scene without warning - a simple living room, a closed door, and a sewing machine in operation.

It was the perspective of the deceased again, and what he "sees" now is exactly the scene before her death.

The deceased was mending an old dress when he was alive. The sound of the old sewing machine was very loud. The deceased was concentrating on mending her daughter's old clothes, her eyes fixed on the hem of the clothes. Zhong Yun was unable to control the direction of her eyes, so he had to prick up his ears. Pay attention to the sound of the door.

At some point, the murderer would break into the door.

Just when he was listening to the movement of the door with all his attention, his scalp tightened suddenly, and he was startled, but he couldn't turn the situation around—someone grabbed his hair, and his head was forced to fall back, and then, The side of his neck was cold, and the sharp thin blade had penetrated deeply into the blood vessels on the side of his neck.

At that moment, he almost turned into the dead.

During this process, he could even hear the sound of blood gushing out, as well as the cold touch of metal, but it was strange that he didn't feel much pain. It seemed that he was in a state of shock caused by massive blood loss. His consciousness Became trance in an instant, almost lost all sensory perception.Because of this, his voice of calling for help was stuck in his throat, and the perpetrator's face was dangling in front of his eyes. He opened his eyes mechanically, desperately trying to see the other person's face clearly, but in vain.

The murderer's face was blurred into a mosaic, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

This feeling of powerlessness is no less than the despair brought about by death itself.

The blood spurted out in a parabola, crossed the top of his head, and sprinkled on the table of the sewing machine. His body crashed to the ground. One second before he completely lost consciousness, he felt a knife pry open his teeth, and he frantically moved His mouth raged, and his tongue was sliced ​​off at the base.

Zhong Yuncong opened his eyes abruptly, those pictures dissipated like bubbles, the light stimulated his pupils fiercely, he was in a trance for a moment, and finally escaped from the memory of the deceased—it was not his pain, but the memory of the deceased. .

The experience of the deceased before his death can be said to be repeated in Zhong Yuncong's body. Although it is only a virtual reenactment, the despair is enough to make people suffocate.

Zhong Yuncong tried his best to stay awake, but even so, he still couldn't see the murderer's face clearly.

In this short and long minute, he almost empathized with him, and it was equivalent to walking around the gate of life and death. He exhaled a long breath and wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead.

"You're sick!" He was pushed and shoved violently. He was unprepared and staggered. He turned his face and looked at the deceased's daughter regretfully.

"I'm sorry... I just want to know how she died..." His defense was not convincing, but it aroused the anger and dissatisfaction of the family of the deceased. Zhong Yun rushed out.

Faced with everyone's pointing and pointing, Zhong Yuncong couldn't hold his head up. He really wanted to shout: "Actually, I'm looking for a murderer for your mother!"

But the problem is that after experiencing a nightmarish death simulation, he failed to find the murderer.

That's embarrassing, isn't it?

Zhong Yuncong sighed, and decided to go back to the clinic and inform Su Xian about it.

I don't know if this information is useful?

His mind was spinning like a spinning top, he didn't pay attention to the road ahead, and accidentally bumped into someone, he apologized all over his mouth, but after seeing the other person's face clearly, he froze in place.

Ms. Miao put on gaudy heavy makeup again. If it was in the past, he would think it was her professional habit, but now, maybe disguise is what she wants to achieve.

Ms. Miao was upset, and the words that popped out of her mouth were not good. Seeing that the other party was still staring at her, she became even more annoyed. It's the new guy downstairs.

She was also stunned.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Zhong Yun blurted out, "Well, the fat aunt was killed."

Miao Linzhi's face suddenly changed, and she took a step back involuntarily, her whole body was exuding aggressiveness, she gouged him fiercely: "Don't stare at me! This matter has nothing to do with me!"

Zhong Yun never knew what to say, he couldn't see the murderer's face clearly, although he thought that Ms. Miao was indeed suspected, but he couldn't be sure it was her.

Ms. Miao's appearance caused an uproar, and everyone's pointing made her look ugly. She bluffed and stared back. Unexpectedly, the neighbors were really frightened. The murderer looked at it.

Miao Linzhi was at a loss for a while, the fat aunt's daughter ran out crying, kicking and hitting her, facing the little fat girl's hateful eyes and tears all over her face, she suddenly felt powerless, She pushed the fat girl away, gritted her teeth, turned and went downstairs.

The little chubby girl huddled in the corner and wept bitterly.

Zhong Yun walked over and handed her a handkerchief, but the other party was still weeping and ignored him. He quietly put the handkerchief on her knee and left.

He was about to go back to the clinic, but when he went downstairs, he realized that he had forgotten to bring Su Xian a change of clothes. He felt as if his feet had been filled with lead, and he was exhausted at all, but thinking of someone's bad temper, he resigned himself to running back upstairs Take the clothes.

When he arrived at the clinic, Zhang Jibai and Su Xian had just finished their meal, and they were a little surprised to see him go and return: "Didn't I ask you to come back tomorrow morning?"

Zhong Yuncong ran all the way, his physical strength was long exhausted, and he was out of breath when answering a question: "Su, Officer Su, the fat lady upstairs in your house was just killed..."

Su Xian's shock was no small matter. He immediately sat up from the hospital bed and looked at Zhong Yuncong in surprise: "Killed? Who did it?"

"I don't know..." Zhong Yuncong shook his head and sighed, "But they all said that it has something to do with Yingying's mother."