poor house

What seems to keep getting longer? !

The violently trembling hands tremblingly touched the wig already worn on the head, but the delicately patterned nails suddenly retracted after touching a strange feeling.Staring at the crimson color on her ten fingers with ashen face, the woman finally couldn't help screaming terribly.

"Help! Help!!"

He wanted to run to the door, but was stumbled on the ground by the long hair under his feet.The strong smell of blood made her have to open her eyes to see where she was injured, but she was so scared that she almost lost her sanity when she saw the scarlet blood here.

While screaming and waving her hands aimlessly, as if she was driving away something she couldn't see, the woman felt that the wig on her head was getting heavier and heavier, and the weight was almost so heavy that she couldn't even lift her head.

The scarlet ground was covered with long hair all over the floor, and under the woman's terrified gaze, those hairs seemed to have life, little by little, gradually gathered together, slowly, slowly. Slowly, like a human being, he helped the trembling woman to stand up, and then mercilessly led her into the bathtub full of scarlet blood.

But at the last glance in the panic, the woman saw the most terrifying scene in her life——

"Just let the eternal time engrave your appearance, the moment the tattoo spreads across your chest—"

The sudden ringtone caused Wu Xie to open his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously touched the mobile phone that was stuck somewhere, but the beating heart was not because of the sudden ringtone.

"Hello? Xiao Wu?"

"Ah, it's Boss Li, what's the matter?" The owner of the photography shop was on the other end of the phone. Wu Xie turned his head and looked at the still bright sky outside the window, wondering how long he had slept.

"That what, that—" The person on the other end of the phone hesitated to speak, as if he had something difficult to say. "Are you Wu Xie?"

"Eh?" Hearing the voice of a sudden change, Wu Xie hadn't realized what was going on.

"We are police officers from the lotus pond. Can you please come over right now." The cold voice was mechanical and blunt.

His heart sank suddenly, and he ignored it to recall what he had dreamed just now. Wu Xie lifted the quilt and stood up, "What's wrong?"

"You'll know when you come." Without giving a clear answer, Fang Fang directly hung up the phone.

The beeping busy tone made Wu Xie's sinking heart even more uneasy. He picked up the coat on the bed and rushed out, but the moment he opened the door, he crashed straight into that generous chest.

"Wu Xie?"

"Brother, something happened. The police called me just now and asked me to go to the police station." I knew that my dream would not be inaccurate, and I knew that something would happen to that woman.Why was he still so careless, that he really thought it was just a nightmare?

"I'll accompany you." Sure enough, the slight fluctuation of the barrier above the humble house when Wu Xie fell asleep already explained everything.It seems that this time, even if Wu Xie doesn't want to care, there is no way not to be involved.

"Hey, boss, where are you going?" Wang Meng, who came out of the kitchen with the dishes, watched the two rush down from the second floor, and suddenly felt that his ominous premonition would not really come true, right?

"Eat lunch by yourself first, let's go to ***." Glancing at the food on the table, Wu Xie sighed.

"***? It can't be the perverted serial murder case, right?" Putting down the dishes, Wang Meng took out this morning's newspaper and said to the puzzled Wu Xie, "Boss, don't you know?"

"Let's talk when we come back." Pulling Zhang Qiling out of the humble house without looking back, Wu Xie didn't notice the news headline written on the newspaper Wang Meng was holding, and he didn't care at all about the news that was being broadcast. The words that the female anchor is broadcasting on the tablet——

"Recently, three women in our city were scalped and died tragically at home. At around 12:[-] noon today, the police found the body of another woman who was mutilated in the same way. The reporter died of a heart attack after reporting the crime..."

In the pale bathtub, a pool of uncooled water was still faintly rippling.And that chestnut wavy hair, as if it had never appeared before, disappeared without a sound in the ripples illuminated by the light.

TBC

Dump text.

Don't see TBC Wusha.

And again.There is one point I still have to explain.

Although the humble house is a fellow of Pingxie, it can be regarded as a serious drama.

The main line is not feelings but events.So it is impossible to explain the feelings throughout the article like Chun Aiwen.Emotions are just sidelines.The point is still the plot.And the two of them are already together in this season, so too many descriptions of their feelings will only become family essays.

so.There will be no meat, no sex, no H, and no long emotional scenes.

There is only a small warmth that flows slowly, and the feelings are basically small details.

that's all.

three

Although for most people, going to the police station or the police station is not a good memory, but for Wu Xie, this place should be the cleanest and safest place in the world besides the humble house. The presence.

Because Zhang Qiling couldn't get in without an ID card, he could only wait outside for Wu Xie.Looking at the back of Wu Xie who had finished registering his documents and disappeared into the evil spirit from a distance, Zhang Qiling suddenly felt that if he could have an afterlife, maybe it would be good to be a little policeman.Even if it was too late for me to make up for the Taoism at that time, the righteousness of Tiangang in my body could still protect Wu Xie comprehensively.

Leaning against a lamppost not far away, Zhang Qiling looked up at the endless blue sky, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

I have really changed.People who have never cared about the past and the future will actually think about things in the afterlife.Wu Xie was indeed the biggest variable in his fate.

Following the policeman who led the way, he walked in a corridor that didn't look much different from that of a hospital. Although it was clear that there would never be anything unclean here, Wu Xie always felt a chill behind his back due to the overpowering evil spirit .This is an almost instinctive feeling, just like two years ago, I would instinctively feel that Zhang Qiling also has this kind of evil spirit of contempt for everything.

He thought he would be taken to some small interrogation room, but Wu Xie found that he was taken into a very ordinary office.Several plainclothes were talking together, and the policeman sitting at the desk saw him coming in, nodded and smiled formulaically.

"You are Wu Xie, right?" After closing the folder in his hand, the police officer asked Wu Xie, who was a little reserved, "A freelance photographer by profession?"

"En." Nodding, Wu Xie could tell that this was the policeman on the phone.

"There is nothing else to call you here today. I just want to ask you, did you have a location this morning?"

"Well, yes." Seeing that the plainclothes sitting at another table had already started to take notes, Wu Xie hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "Did something happen to the couple this morning?"

"Husband and wife?" The policeman raised his eyebrows, with a faint disdain on his face. "That's right, it's normal to ask you to take wedding photos as a couple. Did anything strange happen during the shoot?"

"Strange thing?" Hearing that the police officer didn't intend to answer her question directly, Wu Xie frowned and said about the wig. "If it's really strange, it means that the wig worn by the woman couldn't be taken off, so she took it home later. Everything else is quite normal."

"Other staff have already said this, but we didn't find the wig you mentioned at the crime scene." After opening the folder and searching for a while, the policeman confirmed what he just said again.

"Is that woman dead?" He asked hesitantly, Wu Xie knew that what he said was tantamount to adding suspicion to himself, but without asking clearly, Wu Xie felt that he had no choice but to leave like this.

"Huh?" Sure enough, the policeman raised his head.

"I heard it on the news when I was going out just now." With an idea, he remembered what Wang Meng said before leaving, and Wu Xie said quickly, "The perverted murder case or something."

"The current group of media." He spat hard on the ground, and the police officer took out two photos and put them in front of Wu Xie, only to see a woman lying on the edge of the bathtub with her whole head in the bathtub full of water. All submerged in the water, only the outline of the back can be seen.The other one was taken from a top-down angle, and the overexposed photo looked very uncomfortable. Only then did Wu Xie see clearly that the water in the bathtub was reddish, as if blood had been diluted in it.On the head soaked in the water, the entire scalp disappeared.The swollen muscle texture has turned into a white color, and the turned-out flesh is spreading outwards in the water, and even the pale skull outline can be seen.

The woman was indeed dead.Frowning tightly, he returned the photo to the policeman, Wu Xie didn't know what to say.Although I still can't remember the dream at noon, it is not the first time that I have foreseen the life and death of others in my dream.But this feeling of knowing what will happen but still being powerless still makes Wu Xie unable not to feel heavy.

"How did she die?" The entire scalp was completely peeled off and disappeared together with the wig, and seeing the woman's clothes, it was obvious that she was going to lock the door behind her and take a shower.If it was man-made, then what kind of talent would it take to kill this woman in such a closed environment. "Drowning?"

"I think it's ridiculous to say it." He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and sniffed it hard.