After the same name as the Abyss Lord

It was gray all around, like a cloudy morning.

Ye Zun read the letter carefully, folded it, and put it back into the pocket of his windbreaker.

On the barren river beach, there is nothing but the rocky river bed.

He walked towards the only dusty suitcase that had a sense of existence, opened the suitcase again, and examined the corpse inside.

The deceased was a man, young, not thin or fat. The surface of the body was intact, no trauma was seen, and there was no trace of being attacked. There were no traces of secretions from the mouth, nose and corners of the mouth, and the lips were pale, but there were no obvious signs of poisoning. .

Cause of death unknown.

The skin was gray and pale, without obvious corpse spots, dry and soft like rubber.

There was no other information in the box or on the body, nor any identification items.

Ye Zun stood up, found a pair of rubber gloves in his pocket, put them on freely, and planned to untie the dead man's clothes for further inspection.

When he stood up to put on rubber gloves, the already hazy river wilderness became foggy.

The fog is already there, and when you look at it at a glance, because of the gray fog, the dead trees and long roads in the distance appear boundless and desolate.

The mist and wind came from the river and seemed to go to the river.

While Ye Zun was observing the direction of the wind, a gray-white hand stretched out from the suitcase behind him.

The hands, then the arms, then the head, and then the whole body.

The dead body crawled out of the box.

The gray eyes of the corpse, like dusty glass beads, are lifeless, reminiscent of the plastic mannequins in the shop.

The corpse that got up did not do anything weird, nor did it attack Ye Zun.

He just stood up, walked past Ye Zun, and walked straight into the depths of the river.

When Ye Zun found out, he had already walked to the river.

The water was wide, deep, and gray, neither clear nor very cloudy.

Ye Zun didn't do anything, just stood there observing the corpses that had already walked towards the river.

After the corpse stood up, it was discovered that he was very tall, more than 1.8 meters tall, with ordinary short hair, simple clothes, thin long-sleeved trousers, and dusty, like a uniform that deliberately obscured his identity.

Reminiscent of prison uniforms, or hospital patient clothes.

The corpse walked step by step, maintaining the established rhythm, towards the depths of the river.

There was a little ripple on the gray water, but it calmed down quickly.

It's as if nothing happened.

In the middle of the river is a towering cliff, the top of which cannot be seen at a glance. The water flows towards the canyon on the side of the cliff and into the deep mountains.

Empty suitcases are like abandoned old garbage, with nothing in them.

With his back to the river, Ye Zun walked towards the bank.

Withered and yellow weeds grow on the side of the road, looking extremely short of water, covered with thick dust.

The trunk is thin, without a few leaves, only short gray-brown branches stretching around.

Here is like a dry autumn in the north.

The road is also dusty, not a cement asphalt road, but a dirt road, and no footprints can be seen on the hard road.

There is no shop in front of the village or behind the village.

Ye Zun stood there for a few minutes, then walked to the right.

After walking for a long time, about an hour, he saw an asphalt road.

……

A strange young man came to the police station in the town.

"Hello, I want to report to the police. I found a dead body."

Taking a police car to the scene was much faster than Ye Zun walking over by himself.

The corpse recovery team of the police station started salvaging near the suitcase, but the river was deep and wide, and the downstream led to the reservoir in the deep mountains of the canyon, so the corpses were not recovered quickly.

"Tell me about you, how did you find the body."

Ye Zun handed the folded letter to the inspector.

The detective's expression was also gray under the windbreaker, and he read the letter slowly: "What's the client's name?"

"I don't know, only sure it's a young male."

"Why are you there?"

When he was at the police station, Ye Zun observed that there were no mobile phones here, and they used long-distance landlines to make calls.

He was silent for a while, and said calmly: "I received the commission, someone asked me to meet there, and when I got there, I saw the letter."

The inspector looked calm: "The letter said the body was in the suitcase, why did it appear in the river?"

Ye Zun: "Perhaps someone passing by nearby saw it and was afraid of causing trouble, so they threw the body into the river."

The detective looked at him: "So, there are no witnesses, no dead bodies, only a letter."

"Someone died, and I saw the body." Ye Zun's eyes were rational and calm, "The deceased was male, between 20 and 30 years old, over 1.8 meters tall, well-proportioned, neither fat nor thin, wearing gray-blue long-sleeved Trousers, black cropped, maybe a hospital patient, maybe a prison inmate."

The detective looked at him: "There is no body, and we haven't seen your client."

Ye Zun also looked at him: "The body weighs about 70kg, and the suitcase is very big and heavy. It is difficult for him to carry it alone. Check the vehicles, hotels, and train stations along the way. Young people with such suitcases should not See you more."

A young policeman came from not far away, whispered a few words to the inspector, and glanced at Ye Zun.

The young policeman's eyes were bright, but his whole body was also gray.

Ye Zun stood beside the police car and looked at them: "If there are not enough people, I will go with you."

They stopped talking and looked at each other a few times, as if estimating something.

On the other side of the police car, a figure came out silently and stopped beside the two unaware policemen.

Ye Zun's ring finger flicked unconsciously.

The figure who came was gray, 1.8 meters tall, with black hair and a cropped cut, neither fat nor thin, wearing familiar gray-blue thin long-sleeved trousers.

It was the body that was supposed to be salvaged.

The surface of the corpse was dry, and the eyes like dusty glass beads were lifeless. Standing beside the police, they looked at Ye Zun together.

Ye Zun pressed his fingers slightly on the table: "The corpse... hasn't the corpse been salvaged yet?"

"Obviously, not yet."

The corpse's right hand was raised and rested on the shoulder of the young policeman who answered.

The young policeman was looking at Ye Zun, unaware of the hand on his shoulder.

"No progress at this time," the inspector said.

As soon as his words fell, the corpse's left hand was raised, placed on the other shoulder of the young policeman, and slowly moved towards the middle.

Ye Zun looked at them with calm eyes: "Why did he stop there? He was walking in that kind of place with such a heavy suitcase, and suddenly realized that the suitcase had been changed, only to find that the contents inside had become Is there a body?"

The fingers of the dead body on the neck of the young policeman, pause.

The inspector's face was very calm and quiet: "I don't know, I should ask your client."

The lifeless corpse began to exert force.

The young policeman swallowed several times, subconsciously adjusted the neckline of his clothes with his fingers, and opened his mouth to breathe, as if he was suddenly short of breath, a little out of breath.

Ye Zun's eyes were sharp: "So, he probably didn't appear there first and found the corpse by accident. On the contrary, he already knew what was in the box. On the road or in the car, in the crowd At that time, he discovered the abnormality in the box. He must have been panicked and frightened, so he got out of the car in advance, and deliberately chose to open the box in such a deserted place for inspection. After confirming that there was a corpse inside, he left the box and the letter behind. over there."

The two policemen looked at each other and continued to look at him with surprise in their eyes.

The corpse behind the young policeman stopped moving, and there was no emotion in the glass bead-like eyes.

Ye Zun continued: "Why does he know that there is no one inhabited there? It must be difficult to walk that kind of road with a suitcase containing a 70kg corpse. I walked that road for almost an hour and it was deserted. You can throw the corpse anywhere in the middle. Why? Where did he choose?"

Inspector: "..."

Ye Zun: "He must be very familiar with the place, and he didn't walk there like me. He was driven by a car for a while, and he got off the car temporarily. After confirming that there was a corpse in the suitcase, he left the suitcase and the letter at the place of his choice. Good place. Then he continued to walk home alone. There were very few vehicles and people on that road condition. He chose to get off at that place, and then he would have to walk a long way. His home must be in Some village nearby. Not too close, because he doesn't want trouble. But not too far, because he knows the terrain well enough."

Ye Zun didn't leave them any time, and immediately said: "Go and investigate, college students, or young men who have just graduated, come out of the coach or train station, carry a large and heavy suitcase, and transfer to a small passenger car. Get off the car halfway, there is an urgent matter at home... Just follow these clues to check, and you will find the client soon."

The corpse's hands were loosened from the young policeman's neck, and naturally fell to the sides.

The detective looked at Ye Zun: "You are very smart."

"I'm a detective." Ye Zun looked into his eyes and watched the movement of the corpse out of the corner of his eye, and said slowly, "I know, as far as I look at it, I'm the most suspicious. As the client said in the letter As I said, once he went to the police, what he encountered was the same suspicion I encountered now, so he was unwilling to report the crime, but he couldn’t leave the body alone, so he found me. He wrote to me pretending to be an acquaintance, but he didn’t leave Enter your name and contact information."

The inspector didn't speak, and the two policemen looked at him together, one noncommittal, the other thoughtful.

Ye Zun: "You can doubt me or him. As long as you investigate according to what I said, you will know that there is indeed a client, which can prove that my words are true. If you find the body, you can confirm the death of the deceased. Time and cause of death. If the identity of the deceased is found, the truth will be found out sooner or later to prove whether my client is innocent."

The inspector's eyes were as calm as a goshawk: "Yes, everything will be clear."

The corpses behind them disappeared at some point.

Ye Zun looked at the detective and said calmly: "You can suspect that I am the murderer. After dumping the body, you can direct and act to call the police, but you need to look at the evidence. These clues and information can confirm my words. I have given proof of myself. way. The identity of the victim is unknown, and the more time goes by the more difficult it is to trace the cause, and we don't have much time, sir. Now, may I investigate the case with you?"

"Wait a mininute."

The inspector and the young police officer walked a little further, lit a cigarette, and chatted for a while in a low voice.

Not long after, the inspector came over and pulled the corners of his mouth politely on his cold face.

"The body hasn't been found yet, so we decided to assign people to find the first witness, who is your client, as you said." He paused, looking at Ye Zun with calm and steady eyes, "You come with us. Your name is... Shen Yuan?"

"Yes." Ye Zun looked at him and said calmly, "My name is Shen Yuan."

……

The investigation work is meticulous and boring.

From the train station, someone has indeed seen that kind of big box, but can't remember the owner of the box.

"I'm sorry, I do have the impression that this kind of box is probably a young man, but I don't have any more information. After all, it happened a few days ago... I can't help much."

"Thank you, it's ok, please contact us in time if you think of anything."

"I remember that kind of big suitcase. He was wearing a black windbreaker, and he couldn't see his face clearly in the dark. The suitcase was too big and he had to pay extra. He didn't want to, so our conversation broke down."

"Where is he going?"

"It seems to be here." The speaker made a rough gesture on the map in the inspector's hand, "He said he was going here, but the exact address is not clear. From what he heard, he should be going to his sister's house."

The detective looked at the map and told his colleagues: "You guys continue to investigate, and the detective and I will go to this area to have a look."

The sky gradually darkened.

The gray world is getting darker.

The detective was driving the police car, and Ye Zun sat in the co-pilot's seat.

The young police officer sat in the back row.

"Any idea?" said the Inspector.

"He is in a hurry to go home, at least that's what the letter said." Ye Zun said, "If his matter comes to an end, maybe he will call the police and contact the local police."

The young police officer in the back row made a phone call to the local police station and hung up the phone quickly: "He hasn't called the police yet."

Ye Zun didn't speak anymore, his attention was focused on the front.

On the side of the road ahead, there stood a familiar dusty corpse, which suddenly appeared and stood lifelessly by the side of the road.

The vehicle passed by the body.

The next section of the road, the body was standing in the middle of the road.

The car passed through the corpse smoothly, and the corpse passed by Ye Zun's side.

The young police officer glanced at them: "We have to find him first, or his sister."

"Don't worry," the inspector said while driving, "It's the kind of town where people are familiar, and when strangers come, they will be found out quickly."

Ye Zun was silent.

From the rearview mirror, there were two people sitting in the back seat of the vehicle, a young policeman and a corpse that no one saw except Ye Zun.

The corpse sat right behind Ye Zun.

It was almost seven o'clock when we reached the town.

The gray sky was getting darker.

Ye Zun got out of the car and saw the gray corpse still sitting there.

They went into the small town police station, but there were only people on duty.

"What about the rest?"

"After receiving the report, everyone showed up."

The inspector was surprised: "Is it a corpse from upstream?"

"No, it was dug out by a dog on the mountain."

The Inspector could not see any disappointment.

"There is not enough manpower now, but I can help you contact the nearby residents for preliminary investigation. If you are not in a hurry, it is best to wait for them to come back tomorrow."

Ye Zun glanced outside: "Tonight, there are not many residents here, so you can check them one by one."

The inspector nodded: "That's it."

When he walked out of the police station, the body sitting in the car was gone.

Ye Zun didn't know the reason for his appearance and disappearance, but one thing is for sure, when he appeared, if they had no idea or progress on the case, the corpse would randomly attack someone around him.

After checking one by one, the town has a permanent population of more than 300, and the population is less than [-].

The average family spends 5 minutes, or almost eight hours.

Halfway through the search, it was already late.

The detective said: "This family is an acquaintance and friend of mine. It's too late tonight. Everyone stay here first and continue tomorrow."

The body was just discovered on a nearby mountain. It was a time when everyone was uneasy, and the chances of being cooperative when they knocked on the door in the middle of the night were also very low.

Ye Zun nodded.

The inspector's friend is very rich, and this family has a villa with a large area.

"Everyone in this town is rich, and of course this guy is especially so."

The detective led them in, smiled and greeted the hostess and hostess for a while.

"I didn't know you were coming," said the gentle host, with the air of an artist and a businessman, and warmly embraced the inspector. "Otherwise, we should prepare in advance to entertain old friends."

"No need, it's fine." The detective introduced Ye Zun to the male host, "This is Mr. Detective, helping us investigate a case."

The male host raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled politely: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Despite the accident, everyone was well received for dinner.

"Mr. Detective doesn't seem to have a good appetite?" The hostess smiled gently.

"It tastes good, it's my stomach upset."

Ye Zun glanced at the corpse sitting between him and the hostess, who suddenly appeared during dinner.

After dinner.

The hostess kissed the forehead of the hostess: "Go to bed with the children first, and I will chat with my old friends."

The hostess nodded: "I'll help you make coffee and supper, let the children sleep with aunt."

The two children are only four or five years old, and they are very well-behaved. Their aunt is a young girl with a dull personality. She didn't say anything all night except for the first time they met at dinner.

The children did not resist, and obediently followed the young girl upstairs.

"I got a good stock, let's enjoy it together." The host smiled mysteriously, looking eager to try.

The detective glanced at Ye Zun.

The male host smiled and invited Ye Zun: "Are you coming too?"

"what?"

"A little hobby between men."

The detective said to the host: "Okay, there's no need to meet someone just to share your bad taste."

Ye Zun: "Thank you, but I want to rest early."

The male host smiled: "That's a pity, but this kind of thing is not exciting enough if there are too many people."

He and the detective went to the male host's small screening room with mysterious eyebrows and eyes.

The hostess smiled and shook her head, as if she didn't care much about their behavior.

Ye Zun said goodnight to her, and went to take a shower.

When I came out, I saw the gray corpse standing in the middle of the room.

Not wanting to fall asleep alone in this situation, Ye Zun walked out of the room and went to find another young policeman.

The corpse did not follow, and was left behind by Ye Zun inside the door.

After Ye Zun left, the motionless corpse inside the door turned around, facing the direction Ye Zun left.

It was strange that although the room was not small, the guest rooms were always together, but Ye Zun did not find the young policeman.

The villa was quiet.

"You'd better go back to your room and sleep well." Childish voice.

Ye Zun raised his eyes and saw a little boy in pajamas sitting on the steps leading upstairs. He looked about four or five years old and said seriously like a little adult.

Most of the lights in the room were turned off, and the light in some areas diffused, and the surrounding area was not too dark or very bright.

"Why?" Ye Zun looked at the child who shouldn't be here.

"He who doesn't sleep disappears."

Ye Zun paused: "Disappear?"

The little boy looked not far behind Ye Zun, stood up and backed away, hiding at the corner of the stairs, and said a strange sentence: "Daddy's movies can eat people."

After speaking, he ran upstairs.

The young girl who came out faced him with a serious and slightly calm face, picked him up, walked to the room without saying a word, saw Ye Zun downstairs as if she hadn't seen him, and didn't say hello.

Ye Zun looked upstairs, then at the private screening room where the inspector and the host entered.

Turning around, he saw the gray corpse standing not far from him at some point.

Following the gaze of the corpse, it was the curtain hanging at the entrance of the theater.

Can eat people movie?What means.

Ye Zun walked over and lightly placed his fingers on the doorknob.

The door wasn't locked from the inside and opened with a slight twist.

There are not only doors here in the theater room. Looking in from the door, in addition to the small projection hall, the interior also leads to other rooms.

There are posters and heavy curtains, like an old-fashioned scroll darkroom.

There is the sound of the movie inside, but the room is empty at first glance, and there is no one there.

Ye Zun opened the door and walked in, then closed it gently.

The host and the detective were not in the screening room, so they didn't know where they went.

There was dim light in the auditorium, and a plot was being shown on the screen, with the sound turned down very low.

The picture shows two men, one sitting on a chair and the other standing with his back to the camera.

The camera is fixed, showing the whole body of the sitting man, and only the waist and back of the person facing away from the camera are exposed.

Just the waist and back give people an outstanding feeling, like an elegant beast wrapped in a suit.

The contradictory composition and the mysterious and tense atmosphere instantly caught Ye Zun's attention, and he stood there looking.

In the movie, the man in the suit stepped aside, and the camera fully captured the man on the chair.

The man sitting in the chair was a middle-aged man with iron-gray hair and a wrinkled face, but he didn't look very old or weak.

Instead of sitting on a chair, he was strapped to it.

The parts where the hands and feet are in close contact with the chair are carefully tied with hemp rope. The rope is not wound randomly. The person who started it seems to be very patient and has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. The winding must be symmetrical and neat.

Ye Zun breathed a sigh of relief. In the next scene, the thug in a suit showed his true colors. He was a European and American with a deep silhouette, slightly handsome but dangerous.

He smiled calmly, taking his time, and the silver tray was full of various small scissors and other murder weapons.

He put his fingers on the speechless middle-aged man's head, like an adult stroking a pet's fur: "Don't worry, I will cherish you very much."

Ye Zun thought it was an adult movie at first, but when he saw that it was a taboo performance by two men, he was a little worried about the marriage issue for the hostess.

But when he looked at it, he found that things were different from what he thought.

This is indeed a taboo film, and it is true that two men are performing, but it seems to be different from what he thought.

Ye Zun turned his eyes away, covered his mouth, feeling a little nauseous.

The picture is always quiet, except for the occasional low voices of the thugs in suits, and the faint muffled voice from the middle-aged man's throat, there is no special sound.

But Ye Zun couldn't continue watching, and didn't want to stay here for a moment.

However, when he wanted to go out, he found the gray corpse standing at the door, watching the movie with eyes like dusty glass marbles.

Ye Zun couldn't turn a blind eye and walk through the corpse, so he had to stand there.

The movie continues.

Although they are all taboo films and will never be released on the market, this film is not about sex, but about crime.

The picture is not bloody, just scary.

The story is not complicated. The man in the gray striped suit is undoubtedly a perverted murderer. He kidnapped the middle-aged male victim and locked him in his secret studio. Like an artist creating, he used his sophisticated methods and tools , Peeling off the man's skin little by little, during the whole process, the middle-aged man remained awake and alive.

The footage is long and detailed, with no cinematic or gimmicks, and the entire skinning process and techniques are recorded without a trace. It seems that compared to crime and stories, the focus of the film is to show how to peel off the skin of a living person intact.

What disgusted Ye Zun was that there was not even a trace of blood in the picture.

The skin with fine wrinkles was completely peeled off. When the skin and texture were separated, there were many small fat sticking together. The man used a special tool to explain to the camera, patiently explaining the demonstration like a tutor, how to do it? The fat is scraped off finely without breaking the skin, and the fine things scraped out are like foam.

He peeled off his eyelids, and said in a familiar and confident tone: "During this process, there are many dense pain nerves all over the place, more than a million. This action will stimulate these nerves infinitely. He must have felt the pain completely and thoroughly. .”

Ye Zun turned his back, unable to take another look.

How painful that must be.

For the first time, it might be the right thing for the victim to die. The process of being skinned alive is really disgusting and terrible.

The gray corpse blocked the door, and Ye Zun couldn't go out, so he immediately found the remote control from the table, pressed it a few times indiscriminately, and the screen went black.

He clutched his throat, panting slightly, the feeling of nausea and fear never dissipated.

After the movie is turned off, the subtle sounds are revealed.

Someone is talking in the next room.

"...It's really art...I don't know how to do that technique, I can't do it."

"...it's just a movie."

"Haha, do you really think so? How do I feel, it seems like a real skinning enthusiast took a photo to communicate with his colleagues."

"The camera captured his face, it could only be an actor."

"...It doesn't matter...It sounds like someone will go to the police on purpose..."

"...how did you buy it?"

“We have our own group sharing hobbies…”

The back of the voice was inaudible, and there was a short pause.

Without warning, the curtain suddenly lifted.

Ye Zun froze for a moment.

The male host who opened the curtain and came out was also stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that there would be anyone here.

The host is wearing a shirt and suit pants, holding a tray with a lot of strange props on it, small scissors, silver spoons, knives...all kinds of things, slightly similar to those in the movie.

Ye Zun took a step back.

The male host smiled, walked over disapprovingly, and put down the things in his hands.

"How about it, can't sleep and want to watch a movie together?"

He opened the movie with a calm expression and fast forwarded the progress bar.

The fast-forward and jumping scenes let Ye Zun roughly understand the whole plot and the fact that the long skinning process runs through the whole movie.

"This kind of movie..."

"It's more exciting than a horror movie, or any thriller crime movie, isn't it? A pseudo-documentary, it looks like the real thing, but it's just a movie."

"Why do you like this kind of movie?"

The male host smiled: "Some people like to ride roller coasters, some people like hang gliding, some people like climbing mountains, some people like crime stories, I like watching this kind of movie, what's the problem? It's just a movie, it's made for people to watch , more thrilling and exciting, I was as uncomfortable as you when I watched it for the first time, but watching it when I am stressed will relieve my stress.”

Ye Zun glanced at the tray in his hand: "That's it."

The male host also glanced at the things he brought out, smiled and said naturally: "In my own home, this little hobby is just something around the movie. How about it, do you want to watch it with me?"

"No, good night."

The host watched Ye Zun walk out of the theater, and said slowly, "Good night."

……

The corpse at the entrance of the auditorium has disappeared.

Ye Zun didn't let go of the vigilance on his back until he walked out completely.

Then he saw the hostess busy in the kitchen.

"Can't sleep? Would you like a cup of coffee?" The hostess smiled perfectly.

Ye Zun looked at her: "Can we talk about it? There are some important things, you can choose a safer place."

The hostess was slightly at a loss: "Oh, this way please."

The two of them walked to a room a little further away, very close to the living room.

Although the other party said that no one would disturb him, Ye Zun was not sure about the sound insulation effect.

He lowered his voice: "do you know anything about your husband's hobbies?"

The hostess smiled: "Those movies? It's a little awkward to tell you the truth, but then I think about it. I also have my own little hobbies. It's just a hobby. It's better than him going out to play with women or watching some nasty movies. He is also under a lot of pressure to do business, and it is good to have some channels to relieve stress. He is usually a good person and is kind to children and animals."

Ye Zun looked at her seriously, and said calmly: "You should look at his performance when he watched those movies, his face was full of smiles, he turned a blind eye to the pain of the victims, he regarded the perverted murderer in the movie as his idol and mentor, watching movies like I was studying in class, and even prepared the same type of surgical instruments.”

The woman was silent, and there was not much surprise on her face. Obviously, she was not as indifferent as she said.

"With all due respect, your husband is acting like an antisocial personality disorder. If your relationship has always been good, that's fine, but when it changes, what will he do? His love for the movie psycho killer has spilled over into reality Here, the utensils are all ready, there is only one victim for him to practice. Are you a housewife?"

The woman was silent for a long time: "Actually, I have a hunch, and I know it's wrong. I don't care about his behavior, but the two children...I always feel that they seem to know something, and their personality is a bit strange. The family background of my husband and I Pretty much, we've been in a good relationship and married, except for this hobby, he's perfect."

Ye Zun: "You can communicate the matter with your family members and listen to their opinions."

The woman covered her face with her fingers: "I will tell my family that I have a younger sister who is a psychologist, and I have made insinuations."

Obviously the result is not ideal.

"What are your plans?"

The woman shook her head, looking exhausted: "I am really stupid for staying at home for too long, and I have no social competitiveness, but I will take my two children out to live and try to find a job."

Ye Zun: "Don't show it. If you want to divorce and move away, you should discuss it with your family in advance. After ensuring that it is completely safe and he can't find you, then talk about the divorce. Don't provoke him."

"I understand, thank you, this kind of thing... I have been thinking about it, but there is no one to discuss it with, so I keep procrastinating."

"Let's talk to your family first." Ye Zun was always on guard, worried that the host outside the room would overhear their conversation.

He looked at the hostess with undoubted love, but he might not be patient with someone like himself who urged his wife to leave him.

He is sure that that person is not only a fan of perverted killers, but he is probably trying, that kind of eyes and temperament are not the eyes of normal people.

The question is, Ye Zun saw it, did the inspector see it?

As the host's friend, the detective's credibility suddenly became questionable.

Ye Zun came out, but there was no one outside the room. He walked near the projection hall, the door seemed not to be closed properly, there was a sound from the movie inside, and it seemed that someone was watching inside.

He walked quietly upstairs to the room.

The corpse did not reappear that night, and there was nothing unusual about it.

At dawn, Ye Zun got up, washed up, and went downstairs.

The mistress and master, the two children and the young girl were up and eating breakfast.

"You are awake."

Seeing Ye Zun, the hostess stood up to serve him breakfast, but Ye Zun refused.

The male host looked at the newspaper and said gracefully, "The inspector is still sleeping. Do you want to go to work first, or wait for him to wake up together?"

"I went to work first with another officer."

The hostess smiled and said, "I'll take this gentleman out."

On the way to the door, the face of the hostess darkened, showing an unhappy and unwelcoming indifference.

"After you left last night, I had a long phone conversation with the psychologist's sister. She said that my husband is not the antisocial personality disorder you mentioned at all. He is normal, just has a little hobby that is different from ordinary people. He has no actions or intentions to hurt anyone. I hope that the kind of unsolicited layman's talk will stop going around in the future, which will affect my husband's reputation."

Ye Zun was silent for a while, and apologized calmly: "I'm sorry."

"I forgive you, and you have good intentions, as long as you remember not to say it again."

Ye Zun looked at her: "Your husband doesn't know the content of our conversation, does he?"

The hostess looked at him and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Of course."

Ye Zun glanced at the room behind her: "Where's that young policeman?"

The hostess was surprised: "He didn't stay at our house last night like you, maybe you should go to the police station to see."

Ye Zun walked out, and when he turned his head, he saw the closed door, and the body was standing behind the hostess in the yard.

……

The new day was still dark and foggy.

There are only people on duty in the police station.

"The police officer? Didn't see it, isn't he with you?"

Ye Zun suspected that something might have happened to the policeman, but he didn't have any evidence, everything was just speculation, and he could only wait for the detective to come back.

From seven to ten o'clock.

"Otherwise, I will accompany you to investigate the remaining residents first. Maybe the inspector will not come here and go to work first."

Ye Zun nodded, this way the least time wasted.

By ten o'clock in the morning, almost everyone in the town woke up.

After checking several companies in a row, they said that no strangers have come here recently.

"The only stranger is you, Mr. Detective."

Ye Zun looked at the person who spoke: "I heard that the police in the town found a corpse on the mountain, what do you think?"

"It may be someone who traveled far alone and had an accident."

"Is there no one missing here?"

"No, we know the bottom line, even if something happens, we won't be stupid to take the knife against our own people."

"The people in this town seem to be very rich, are they all aborigines?"

"Of course not, almost all later