Have fun with people [Quick Transmigration]

This is the second death today.

Granny Meng's ravine face was covered with tears, she was crying in despair, her voice was so shrill that it kept echoing in the valley.Her body was kneeling on the ground, desperately holding the corpse in her arms, and she didn't care about the stench that could be smelled two meters away from Lin Nuo. Because her words were mixed with many speeches, Lin Nuozhi could only hear clearly "my son, my poor child" and so on.

This is the pond near the mountain on the left side of the village. To say it is a pond is not true. To Lin Nuozhi, it is more like a rotten, dirty puddle.This pond must be more than half smaller than when it really worked, and a large circle of silt has been exposed.

Just like the corpse, it was also covered with dead leaves and mud.And probably because it was soaked in the water for a long time, the corpse was already swollen, the face was scratched a few times, and the hideous scars were covered with mud. Lin Nuozhi could only judge it from the other party's body shape and Granny Meng's crying. Judgment... This is Meng Lin.

Tan Li clasped her hands to her chin, she lowered her head slightly and wept silently.

Shui Huakong probably guessed it too, standing quietly aside, shivering from time to time.

Seeing that Granny Meng seemed about to cry forever, Lin Nuozhi sighed and pulled Shui Huakong aside.

"Whether you believe it or not, I can swear to God, in the middle of the night, it was really a small guy who threw himself into my room." Shui Huakong said in a low voice. He has been suspecting since his wife died yesterday morning. What Meng Lin did, don't tell him that children don't have that much strength, and it's not uncommon for them to be born with infinite strength.But now... Facing this corpse, he could no longer hold on to his doubts.

"Looking at the stench and swelling of this corpse, it should have been a day since he died. That is to say, if it was Meng Lin, he would have died as soon as he disappeared." Lin Nuozhi is also as big as a cow, and now Everything is like a mess, still shrouded in a cloud of mist. In this situation, to sort everything out... He is neither a detective nor a criminal policeman, so he is really powerless.

Just like now, if he has learned professional criminal investigation and forensic knowledge, he can know the specific cause of the other party's death through the corpse, whether it was drowned or other reasons and then thrown into the pond, and he can also know the more accurate time of death. The identity of the deceased can also be more confirmed, instead of relying on vague inferences now.

But now, the identity issue... No matter how old and dim-witted Granny Meng is, she will not mistake her relatives, after all, they are related by blood.

Lin Nuozhi looked into the distance, feeling a little worried.He thought he had the ability to predict the future and sense danger, but now it seems that he has no other use except a sense of déjà vu at every murder scene... What the hell is this kind of ability like an afterthought?

Lin Nuo felt helpless.

It was quiet for a while, and it seemed that only the crying and howling of Granny Meng remained in the world.

Shui Huakong twisted his body aside, Lin Nuozhi's rope was tied tightly, and he was very uncomfortable, "Now that the child is dead, I don't have time to commit crimes, right? Can you let me go?" He It was just a tentative question, he had already discovered that this woman looked weak, but she actually had her own ideas, and he also knew that after the child died, his reasoning last night was even more untenable. Although this child was not the only one in the village, he glanced at Tan Li, and if he said that he thought this was a beautiful fairy-like character at first, but now he is really annoyed by this person.

Look, if it was just the outsiders who died before, she didn't want to disturb the villagers... OK, just treat this kind of person as selfish, cold-blooded and stick to the rules, but now that the villagers are all dead, she still only thinks about the mountain god by the side Bless the mountain god to forgive this kind of bullshit, really...

However, he was instinctively afraid of that ancestral hall. Yesterday when he was looking for the way, he wanted to go to the ancestral hall, but halfway there, he was full of wild thoughts, such as whether this village is full of perverts, and outsiders They will be killed when they come, or they have some shocking secrets to protect when they get together... Anyway, it's a mess, and he still thinks that it's someone else who died now, or a way to avoid people's eyes... Explain that the murderer I don't want people to know who I am, if this village is really with the murderer, and they tear off the mask, wouldn't it be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger if I have passed by?

In short, Shui Huakong turned back the same way in the end... After nightfall, the ancestral hall was completely dark, and he didn't dare to go to check it.

After all, he is just an elite in the workplace, not a detective or a policeman. He is still timid to take risks that involve personal safety.

In fact, when he ran out yesterday afternoon, he went up the mountain again, but it was so weird, no matter how he walked around, he couldn't climb the road... Before he was still hugging, maybe it was the strange death of his wife before Too much panic, too much fear, so the brain is not clear enough to be affected by some magnetic field, psychological hints, etc., which makes it impossible to go up.However, in the afternoon, he did a good job of mental construction, and after he stabilized his spirit, he went up the mountain again...but it was still the same.

This mountain can only go down, not up.

The panic under the mental panic can still find excuses, but the discovery under the rationality is so desperate.

Shui Huakong found a corner tremblingly, stayed like a frightened bird until after 8 o'clock in the evening, but chose to return to the shrine.

In fact, he is now tied to a bench, but Lin Nuozhi didn't restrict his actions too much. Shui Huakong could run away, but he glanced at the other party and still didn't do so. At least this woman's force is not bad. Moreover, there are rules and regulations for doing things rationally, and there is no motive for committing crimes. He can feel at ease staying with her.

He followed the woman's line of sight and saw that it was the ancestral hall in the village. The terrain here was similar to that of the ancestral hall. He could still see barely a person dancing and talking, surrounded by a group of upright villagers.

He thought it was ridiculous that there was a homicide not far away here, and there were so many people in the village ancestral hall that they didn't care about it.

It seems that there are only a few people left in this huge village.

This feeling of being isolated...

The excitement is theirs, and all we have... is fear and death.

Shui Huakong was still lamenting heavily, but Li Tan, who had been in a daze just now, moved. He grabbed Shui Huakong's arm and said heavily, "Let's go to the ancestral hall!"

The loud noises overwhelmed Granny Meng's cries and Tan Li's prayers, and the two of them stared at Lin Nuozhi together.

Granny Meng's cloudy eyes were full of tears, and Tan Li's eyes were also full of tears, but Shui Huakong always felt that the sharp eyes made him a little terrified.

He let out an "ah" to show his bewilderment.

Lin Nuozhi ignored them, grabbed Shui Huakong and quickly ran towards the ancestral hall.

Tan Li trembled all over, and screamed: "Miss Li, you come back, if you interrupt the old village ceremony, you will die!"

Tan Li's voice was shrill and menacing, and Lin Nuozhi ran away without looking back.

Shui Huakong felt terrified when he heard it, but obviously Lin Nuozhi didn't give him a chance to refuse.As he kept getting closer, the thoughts that haunted him yesterday were entangled again, and every time he took a step, Shui Huakong felt as if he was wading in icy water, and the coldness pierced his heart. Instead, his mind was blurred, and double images and hallucinations began to appear in front of his eyes. A blood-stained shadow crawled over from the ground. The shadow raised its head and stared at him with white eyes. The ax swirled rapidly and shot towards his head.

Shui Huakong screamed.

Lin Nuozhi's heart was beating fast, and a large circle of chaos was constantly flying in his mind. He didn't know if the lack of oxygen caused by the fast running made him dizzy. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the ancestral hall, he On the contrary, it was not as clear as before. Alarm bells were ringing in his heart. Recalling the scene he had been seeing before, his thoughts became more firm.

Following Shui Huakong's cry came the strength of his sudden struggle, Lin Nuozhi himself felt uncomfortable, he didn't check for a while, and was broken away by Shui Huakong, and when he turned his head, he saw the other party stumbling towards the back Go, the pace is still very fast.

Lin Nuozhi was in a hurry, but he seemed to have reacted when he saw Shui Huakong, and found a haystack to hide behind, and stopped moving. His voice came: "I won't go! I won't go! Miss Li, I'll wait for you here !"

Lin Nuozhi was in a dilemma, thought for a while and said, "Don't be anywhere, you stand in an open field, and if you find something wrong, yell loudly, and I'll come out right away."

The child's death dispelled Lin Nuozhi's doubts about Shui Huakong a lot, but not completely, because the murder may not be committed by the same person, but he also didn't want Shui Huakong to die as soon as he came back from checking the ancestral hall.

Seeing that Shui Huakong was persuaded and came out from the haystack, Lin Nuozhi took a deep breath and continued to approach the ancestral hall.

Soon, he knew why Tan Li didn't allow him to go to the ancestral hall, why he could feed hundreds of people without growing food or vegetables, and why he was only a few hundred meters away, but he couldn't feel the popularity and voices. No, I understand why the houses in the village are so dilapidated, it seems that no one takes care of them for a long time...

This is a horrible deception, a big lie...

From Tan Li.

As he approached, the sweat on Lin Nuo's face had disappeared, replaced by bristling hair and goosebumps that couldn't go away.In the silent ancestral hall, the thin sound of "click click" was infinitely amplified in his ears, like a knock on the door from hell...

Lin Nuozhi shook his head, walked in cautiously, and saw from a distance that the old man was still dancing among the dancers, the villagers sitting upright were still surrounded by stars and moons, and the children squatting and playing together in the corridor, The solemn figures in the room...