Man's "wife" crisis

Within a minute, the fleas became more and more like one divided into two divided into four.

Han Hansheng's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly avoided these disgusting little things, but when he turned around, he realized that there were already countless groups of fleas waiting behind him, all in a dark patch!

He raised his head abruptly, and the colleagues around him disappeared inexplicably again!

The army of fleas climbed up his trouser legs and got into his clothes.

"Ah!" Han Hansheng was so frightened that he hurriedly shook his body, but he felt a stabbing pain in his throat. After that, he couldn't make any sound. He could only watch the blood gushing out of his throat, which was stained red. his palm.

Han Hansheng knew he couldn't sit still, so he hurried to the door.

But as soon as he stepped out, there was a "click" sound from his ankle, which made him fall to the ground.

it hurts!It seemed that those damn bugs had bitten through his skin, penetrated into his muscles, and penetrated deep into his bones, gnawing on the bones of his feet!

Help!He stretched out his hand, but couldn't make a sound, but he could see the blood vessels on his arm protruding one by one, and he could clearly see the worms digging in, constantly piercing the thin membrane of the blood vessels, allowing the blood to rush under the skin Come out, finally emerge from the body surface...

Damn it!If this continues, he will definitely be eaten by these bugs.

Han Hansheng gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and propped up his body. The same "click" sound came from his elbow, causing him to fall powerlessly to the ground. Favorable corpses are exactly the same!

The only thing he could move was his head, and a pair of snow-white feet appeared in his vision, walking towards him with light steps.

He tried his best to raise his head, trying to see the other person's face clearly, but just when his gaze had just climbed to the other person's knees, a few fleas landed on his two eyeballs, and after that, his vision became a bloody mess ...

"Ah!" Han Hansheng couldn't help but let out a scream. With this cry, he suddenly woke up again.

He took a few deep breaths, and his whole body was soaked in sweat. The colleague beside him came over and asked with concern, "Vice Captain, what's wrong?"

Han Hansheng turned his head to look at the colleague, and he could see worry from the other person's face. He had to put on a pale face, and said with a wry smile, "It's okay... I just forgot to take the case record to Captain Li."

"It's not too late to go back and give it. Do you need to be so nervous?" The colleague laughed, then patted him on the shoulder and walked away.

Han Hansheng wiped off his sweat, only to feel as if he had taken a sauna and was drenched all over.

Damn it, why did I let myself see hallucinations again?

If this goes on like this, even if he didn't die in the line of duty, he is about to go insane because of the line of duty!

Although disgusted by the hallucinations he often had, Han Hansheng went back to the forensic doctor to ask, "Is it possible that fleas entered his skin, and then..."

"Can fleas be anaerobic for so long?" The forensic doctor frowned, "They do suck blood, but it's a bit absurd for you to say that it burrows into blood vessels...but..."

The forensic doctor suddenly walked to the place where the film was placed, picked up a film, put it on the whiteboard, and turned on the light to let Han Hansheng see it clearly.

"The dead man's throat, as you said, was indeed the first place where he was severely injured. Perhaps it was because the vocal cords were injured, which made him unable to shout for help." The forensic doctor pointed to the film and said with a serious face, then suddenly asked: "Vice Captain Han, I haven't submitted this report yet, how do you know?"

"Oh, I... I'm just guessing." Han Hansheng immediately smoothed things over and told a lie, but he couldn't calm down for a long time...

God knows how he knew!

Two people died in a row, and the Criminal Police Brigade had to pay more attention to this case.

Han Hansheng, who was originally in charge of the case, was transferred to his deputy, while Li Fusheng, the team leader, took over all matters of the case.

This made Han Hansheng feel a bit useless, but he was helpless, because he really couldn't find anything from the two deceased, but he had a vague feeling that it was not ordinary people who killed them.

Not one day later, the forensic doctor sent another report, which brought a breakthrough point to Han Hansheng and the others, but also another confusion.

That is, Wang Li's chest also had the same red mark as Huang Dongshi!

Han Hansheng had already rubbed the red seal, and wanted to search for clues on the Internet.

However, even the all-powerful Internet cannot provide them with any clues.

On the contrary, Han Hansheng felt that the red seal became more and more familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he saw it!

"Han Sheng, I decided that I should interrogate Huang Dongshi's wife Wu Min and Wang Li's wife Su Huilan. After their husband's death, they will benefit the most. We have to suspect..." After thinking about the case carefully, Li Fusheng said to Han Hansheng So said.

Han Hansheng was powerless to refute, so he had to act according to his words and brought the wives of the two victims to the police station.

Interrogation is both an art and a game.

A powerful interrogation expert can completely break the suspect's psychology and make him confess to all the criminal evidence, even if he may not have done it...

Li Fusheng is a formidable interrogation expert, and he presided over the interrogation. Han Hansheng felt that the two women were in danger.

"I'll ask you again! Did you murder your husband?" Pointing the blinding light at the suspect, Li Fusheng changed his usual mild manner to a ferocious and terrifying face, like a ghost crawling out of hell...

"No! I really don't!" Mrs. Huang was already in a panic. A wealthy wife who is used to being pampered has never seen such a scene.

"No? We already have sufficient evidence, and your accomplice Wu Min has already exposed your criminal evidence. If you don't admit it again..." Li Fusheng was merciless in the face of the weak woman, and his voice was so severe that Mrs. Huang was bewildered. .

"She's talking nonsense! She's clearly framing me!" She screamed, trembling with fright.

"She's not talking nonsense! You're the one hiding it!" Li Fusheng raised his voice again, "If you continue to be so obsessed, no one will be able to save you!"

"I didn't, I really didn't kill anyone! Comrade police, you have to believe me!" Mrs. Huang begged bitterly, and Li Fusheng softened his tone and poured her a cup of tea, "Actually, things didn't turn around... ..."

After hearing his words, the poor woman immediately looked at Li Fusheng with eyes full of hope.

Han Hansheng frowned habitually. He knew that Li Fusheng had fully controlled her mentality now. After a while, Li Fusheng would use the same method to torture another suspect.

This process will take turns until one of them collapses first...

At this time, Han Xiaomo was washing and drying clothes at home, sweating profusely.

After washing and drying the T-shirt that Han Hansheng lent him to wear, he smiled smirkly at the T-shirt, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.

Since that incident, he really hasn't laughed heartily for a long time.

Even in front of Han Hansheng, his smile is largely faked, just to prevent Han Hansheng from worrying...

"Dididi"'s phone rang suddenly, interrupting Han Xiaomo's thoughts. He hurriedly dried his hands and went to answer the phone.

"Hello? Excuse me..." After asking carefully and nervously in a low voice, the old lady of the Han family immediately heard the old voice from the other end of the phone, "Are you Xiaomo?"

After hearing the voice of an acquaintance, Han Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief, and obediently called out, "Qipo..."

"Hey, good boy! How are you doing? That bastard Han Sheng's cell phone is turned off, so I can only call home to ask you." As soon as the old lady Han opened the folder, she couldn't hold it anymore. , chatting with Han Xiaomo, all inquiring about his son's recent situation.

Han Xiaomo patiently answered one by one, until the old lady asked about Han Hansheng's private life.

"Probably... no. Uncle is very busy recently, and I haven't seen him with any girls before." Han Xiaomo replied truthfully, but the expression on his face became a little unnatural.

"That's good, Xiaomo, you have to keep an eye on him." The old lady breathed a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone, and then began to nag like a lesson to her daughter-in-law, "This kid is very simple. I'm afraid he will be fascinated by the vixen outside, so Xiaomo, you have to be vigilant! You haven't told him about that yet, have you?"

"No..." Han Xiaomo blushed suddenly, secretly distressed in his heart, how could he tell Han Hansheng about this kind of thing?

Do you want to tell him that he was actually sent to take care of him personally, and that he was appointed by the villagers?

"Oh, I knew it! Although I also understand that this matter is too absurd, Han Sheng will certainly not believe and understand our choice. But there is nothing we can do, especially your parents. You are the last one in our village, if it wasn't for Xiaoqin..." When she said this, the old lady suddenly fell silent, as if she knew that she had accidentally said something she shouldn't have said.

She didn't need to see it to know that Han Xiaomo must have a bad face at this time.

Han Xiaomo's face turned pale, his hands trembled a little, and even his voice trembled, "I...I know."

"Oh, I'm sorry, son, look at my mouth!" The old lady slapped herself, and Han Xiaomo hurriedly stopped her, "It's okay, Seventh Wife, what you said is the truth."

"Well, I'm actually doing it for your own good...Sooner or later Han Sheng will know, you have to seize the opportunity..."

"Hmm..." Han Xiaomo replied, said goodbye to Qipo, and hung up the phone.

After putting down the phone, he squatted down next to the table with his arms folded, his head buried in his knees, his shoulders trembling.

Seemingly realizing the sadness of its master, Corn came forward and gently wrapped his tail around Han Xiaomo's arm...

"Meow……"