ghost face

Wen Wanrou was woken up by the phone call.When she opened her eyes sleepily, the phone on one side kept ringing harshly, which made her unable to bear to cover her ears.

"Really, who is it?" Wen Wanrou took the phone in a daze and looked at it, it showed that she had more than a dozen missed calls.And mother calls steadily.

[Is something wrong? ]

Wen Wanrou woke up.

"You damn girl, you finally answered the phone!" As soon as the phone was connected, the mother's angry roar came from the other end of the phone.

"What are you doing, so loud!" Wen Wanrou took the phone away and rubbed her ears.

"You still ask me what I do? What have you done?" The mother seemed to have a lot of anger hidden in her heart. "You have nothing to do to expose others. Why do you flesh others? Let me ask you something! Don't you know that human flesh is against the law? Why are you so stupid at a young age——"

After Wen Wanrou heard this, her heart skipped a beat.

But the mother was talking, a little choked up. "If you are arrested because of this and have a criminal record, what will you do in the future?! My God." After speaking, there was a cry from the other end of the phone.

"Wait, Mom. Who told you that I am human?" Wen Wanrou felt very incredible, how could she be found out?Is it because I am using a computer at home, so I found out my IP?

"Who else said that the police came to the door just now. The person you exposed is already dead. What a crime!"

"Police..." Wen Wanrou hastily took out the cursive script for seven days to check.

【After Xiao Shuai sent the text message, he stood on the side of the road and recruited a taxi. 】

"How come..." Why did the police find me first?Shouldn't we go to that hooligan first?

"You say that people are not good, and that is their business. What kind of justice are you going to do!? It's good now. It's not good for others to watch the fun, but you have to take advantage of yourself."

"Okay, mom, don't talk too much!" Wen Wanrouxin was already in a very chaotic mood in her heart. "When did the police leave, did you tell him my address?" She is more concerned about this now.In case she is detained... What happened tonight will be unimaginable.

"The police asked me, can I not say it?" The mother changed her mood, "I said, Xiaorou. Please explain carefully, we are not the one who murdered us anyway, we will strive for leniency, ah."

"Okay, I see." Wen Wanrou didn't continue to listen to her mother, but turned off the phone.She began to stand up and tidy up in the room.

She has to go, go now!

"Which step is the problem?" She was still puzzled, so she paused in her heart, turned on the computer and logged into Weibo.Then I saw Weibo's latest popular second article.

"The Case of a Beautiful Girl Fleshing to Death? ! "

This article compares the exposure posts I wrote before.

"This is?"

Wen Wanrou clicked on this meager note.The first picture at the entrance is an extremely beautiful face. It is Xiao Mei's artistic photo, but it is a black and white photo.It's just that this familiar face is still so attractive and amazing.

[This morning, the police arrived at Xiao Mei's home after receiving a report, and she had been killed.The murderer was the victim's elder brother, Xiao Shuai. ] Under these words, Xiao Shuai's photo and a message note were posted.It read "My sister, not going to hell."

[Xiao Mei was discovered by her brother after suspected suicide, and killed her.In addition, according to information provided by insiders, a note was found in Xiao Mei's residence. ] And behind this sentence is Wen Wanrou's letter to Xiao Mei.It's just that the address on the tombstone is mosaiced.

[According to the judgment, it should be forced to commit suicide for this reason.The person who exposed was subsequently exposed by an anonymous person. ] After this sentence is a surveillance screenshot of Wen Wanrou going to a stationery store to buy a letter.

[The above is a screenshot of the person who exposed the incident, and the date and time are clearly written on the photo.It cannot be ruled out that the threatening letter bought time.Afterwards, the person in the photo was recognized by many netizens as Wen Wanrou, a well-known and popular author of beautiful girls. ]

Wen Wanrou's pupils shrank at this moment, she was originally a new writer.When did you become a popular beautiful girl author?

"Who is behind this?" Wen Wanrou looked down at the cursive script again.

【Xiao Shuai is sitting in the car at the moment, looking out the window. 】

"It can't be him. He is an uneducated rogue, there is no reason why he can find me." He shook his head subconsciously, and then Wen Wanrou realized. "It's him!"

She covered her mouth.

Only those who have their own "Seven Days of Cursive Script" will know what she has done and where she has been.

It was that guy, that guy wanted to kill himself.Use the same method.

Looking at the polarization of comments on the Internet, people on the one hand support the death of scum, and on the other hand, people feel that the crime is not worthy of death, and then they argue fiercely.

Wen Wanrou shut down the computer silently.With trembling hands, he stuffed the laptop into the suitcase.

She has to hide during this time!

She didn't dare to say anything anymore, just in case the other party knew about her current situation.Moreover, she didn't expect that she would be attacked by someone, it seems that she was too naive.

"I'm here for a civilized society." Wen Wanrou shook her head fiercely.Shouting to the surroundings, "It's different from a guy like you who casually plots against others for his own survival!"

That's right, she was thinking about social stability.That's why it's so easy to decide to kill cockroaches.After all, not only do they have no virtuous influence on society, but they also have a bad influence.What's more, they affect other people's families and other people's lives.It's a rat in the trench!

"Killing a mouse is different from killing a person." Wen Wanrou pressed hard on the luggage and closed it.Then, he dragged the box to the living room.There was a statue of a god there, and she couldn't fit it in the suitcase because it was made of ceramics.Instead, he held it in his hand.

"The gods will understand me, understand me, and forgive me. After all, hell exists for those people, and it's all for punishing them!" She hugged the statue tightly and muttered to herself. "These people cannot be blessed and blessed by the gods."

Saying these words seemed to make her somewhat confused heart calm down a lot.Anyway, as long as I can escape these few days, she has come here in peace all the time.No problem afterwards.

She walked out of the living room quickly, came to the entrance, put on a mask for herself, opened the door and walked out.

She will be fine, because God is on her side.

And not long after she left, the police came.And a figure stood not far downstairs, watching the police car go up.The phone in his pocket vibrated again.

[Unknown number 2]: You don't need to go, she has already left.

The man closed his phone, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and took a taxi again to leave.

……

Zhao Meng was asked to leave by the police at work.Under the curious eyes of a bunch of colleagues, Zhao Meng felt very embarrassed.In the past few days, my work has piled up a lot, and this will embarrass the leader even more.

After sighing silently, Zhao Meng went to the police station in a police car.

"What's the matter, officer?" He looked at the young officer sitting on the other side of the car.

"You will know when you arrive at the police station. It is not convenient for me to disclose the details."

He glanced at the other party suspiciously, thinking that it was something that happened in the hospital yesterday, but he didn't expect that he didn't reveal it.Is it something else?

After the two got out of the car, they walked to the police station one after the other.As soon as he entered Police Officer Zhang's office, he was extremely warm and considerate.The cold expression in the past is gone, and he seems to be very concerned about his appearance.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Meng was very uncomfortable with the warmth of the other party, so he went straight to the point.

"..." Officer Zhang also sat directly opposite, with a desk between them.But the lively atmosphere just now suddenly quieted down.

"I don't know how to speak. In fact, Mr. Zhao Meng, you have to be prepared." The other party's tone was heavy, and he looked straight at Zhao Meng.

"Ugh?"

After that, everything in the two people's offices seemed to be a silhouette.

Officer Zhang opened and closed his mouth continuously, and then stopped talking.And Zhao Meng's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide in disbelief, and he stood up all at once.

Through the gap in the shutters outside the office, you can still see the picture of him taking pictures of the table.The document was thrown into the air at once, flying in all directions.The hot water in front of him was also poured on the ground.Everything on the table made him mess up.But the police officer sitting opposite was still sitting upright.

"I don't believe it!" The words Zhao Meng shouted broke all the pictures.The door of the office was pushed open, and then he ran out like crazy.

"Officer Zhang...is it really all right?" Some of the colleagues who had been sitting outside walked in.

"Isn't it human nature? It will happen to anyone who encounters it." Officer Zhang turned his office seat, and then faced the window. "During this time, do things like this happen rarely?" He sighed softly.

The wind, the street scene.

Everything in front of him has become a whistling line.

There was only the sound of breathing, the sound of my own panting constantly spinning in the chest cavity.

When I go out every day, my mother's concerned face - "Come back early today, I will buy you your favorite roast chicken."

It seems that when I found out, I didn't feel that my cheeks were already crying.

"How is your work today? If you have any problems, you can talk to Dad." After returning home, Dad sat in the living room and put down the newspaper.

"Ahhh——" the voice could only come out, hoarse and unintentional.

"Brother, you're back!" Xuefeng rubbed his eyes sleepily from his own room.

Zhao Meng's physical strength could no longer support his speed.He ran, turned into walking, and then sat on the side of the road.

Although there were so many people around, at this intersection, he was the only one covering his face and crying bitterly.