Kiss him if you don't want to become a fox

It is impossible for Zhu Xukun to put these things in Song Zihao's house, only Song Qiming.

Why did Song Qiming keep these things?

Li Ziyin picked up the ugly note again: "This should be written by Song Qiming."

Judging from the contents of the recording and diary, Song Qiming was a participant in the murder, but he kept this kind of thing and left a message that if something happened to him, he would hand it over to the police.

Could it be that there is something else hidden in the unknown murder case hidden in this remote village?

The eyes of the three fell on the video tape together, and they felt that there might be the answer they wanted in it.

Anlu picked up the old-fashioned video camera and quickly disassembled it: "The battery is aging and can no longer be used, and the water from the battery inside has seeped into the main board, so the main board is useless. We need a video recorder that can hold this tape. But... "An Lu flipped through the video tape: "I don't know if this thing can still be used."

"You'll know if you can try it." Li Ziyin took out the phone.

In such a remote mountainous area, finding a temporary device that can play old-fashioned video tapes is a fantasy for others, but it is not a problem for Li Ziyin.

after an hour.

A helicopter landed in the village.

The arrival of the helicopter alarmed everyone in the village.

In full view, boxes of supplies were brought down.

Randomly accompanied by Xiao Qiao and the chef of the high-end restaurant under Li's.

Xiao Qiao directed the people to put most of the supplies aside, and said to the village chief, "These are given to you by our President Li."

The village head and the head of the village smiled. Li Ziyin is so rich, he can give anything he wants, and it will be a good thing.

Besides, they inspected the situation in the village this afternoon and delivered things that night. It seemed that Li Ziyin really felt that it was difficult for them.

In this case, it is estimated that there will be a play on poverty alleviation.

The village chief smiled and asked Xiao Qiao to thank Li Ziyin on their behalf, while quietly looking at the boxes that were separated and placed on the other side.

Following the eyes of the village chief, Xiao Qiao glanced at the several boxes of things, and explained: "Our President Li has a bad stomach, and we usually pay more attention to food. We can eat outside things occasionally, but we can't eat too much. We don't care about them. The chef brought the ingredients for Mr. Li to cook."

The village chief thought to himself that rich people have a lot of things to do, so he came out to inspect and brought the chef with him.

The village chief was sneering and sarcastic in his heart, but on his face he had the honesty of a countryman: "President Li is not in good health, so you must pay more attention to your health. If there is anything we need to do, just ask, and we will definitely do what a dog can do."

Judging from the outer packaging of the box, it was no different from the ones sent to the village, so the village chief withdrew his gaze.

Xiao Qiao asked people to move the ingredients into the kitchen, and watched the village director arrange a place for the chef.

After moving things into the kitchen, the bodyguard immediately opened a marked box and took out the full set of equipment inside.

Anlu didn't wait for the bodyguards to do anything, and immediately connected the power supply quickly. Li Ziyin and Bai Ning each assigned a headset.

Wait for the bodyguard to go out and put the tape in the VCR.

Black and white snowflakes flashed on the screen a few times, and an image appeared.

Zhu Xukun is a person who likes to shoot very much. At the beginning, he took pictures of the bracelets and boxes he found. It only took a few minutes, and it should be the content of another video tape.

As soon as the screen turned, screams were heard from a distance away, and a few dim oil lamps in the dark night illuminated the narrow space on the screen.

In the overgrown forest, a group of people stood.

The effect of the old-fashioned video tapes is not good, and it is too dark, and there is a distance, the picture is not as clear as the image taken by the current digital equipment, but a thin man standing upright in the crowd can still be seen.

That was the village chief in his middle age.

He looked at the situation in front of him indifferently, with the haze of no flesh and blood in his eyes. The person standing behind him showed half of his face. He was the middle-aged village director.

In the corner of the screen, stood a shivering young man.

The village head glanced at the young man with disgust and contempt on his face.

In front of them, two villagers pushed a desperately struggling man to the ground, grabbed stones in their hands, and smashed them on the man's head one after another.

The young man's struggling movements stopped suddenly, turning into weak twitches, and soon even the twitches disappeared.

Li Ziyin's expression became serious, and Bai Ning covered his mouth in shock.

Anlu has lived in the human world for thousands of years and is used to wars and killings, but watching the scenes in the video, he still frowned.

Through a murder incident, what you see is the heart of a poisonous snake.

Zhu Xukun was so frightened that his hands trembled a little, and the scene behind him shook a little, but it could be seen that those people did not dispose of the corpse on the spot, but carried the corpse away.

The villagers carried the corpse and walked over the tree hole. Zhu Xukun huddled in the tree hole and did not dare to move.

Because he was too frightened, until those people left, he didn't think of turning off the camera, hurriedly climbed out of the tree hole, and fled in the opposite direction of those people's departure.

He didn't run very far when he stopped suddenly, as if he was being held back by someone.

Zhu Xukun trembled in fright, turned his head abruptly, and the camera focused on the face of the visitor.

It was the young man trembling in the corner of the screen just now.

Zhu Xukun exclaimed, "Song Qiming."

"You can't go over there." The visitor lowered his voice, but the tension in his tone couldn't be concealed.

"Song Qiming, you crazy murderer, why did you kill us?"

"I didn't intend to kill you."

"I saw with my own eyes that Fang Xun was killed by you, and you still dare to deny it to your face."

"It wasn't me, I didn't kill him. I didn't let you come, but you insisted. I let you go, but you didn't go, blame me?" Song Qiming took a deep breath, suppressing the messy emotions in his heart, and watched nervously. Left and right: "They chased you from this road, they can't catch you, they will come back soon, come with me."

"You think I'll believe you?"

"You don't know the way, if you walk by yourself, they will definitely find you."

As soon as Song Qiming finished speaking, the camera suddenly shook quickly, Song Qiming groaned, and then the screen changed direction, staggering backwards, and at the same time, the sound of Zhu Xukun's heavy panting was heard.

It should be that Zhu Xukun attacked Song Qiming with a video camera. Two minutes later, Zhu Xukun let out an exclamation, and then the picture spun.

It was very dark, with only a little bit of moonlight cast by the moon, but from the shaking camera, it could be seen that it was the moment of falling from a high place. After a while, I heard the sound of a human body falling to the ground.

The camera didn't hit the ground directly, it should be Song Qiming who hit the ground with his elbow first and saved the camera.

The camera rolled a few times and fell to the side, but the lens happened to be facing the direction where Zhu Xukun was.

A few minutes later, Song Qiming rushed over clutching his head, and found Zhu Xukun who had been quiet.

He squatted down, breathed out Zhu Xukun's breath with shaking hands, and took two steps back in shock the next moment.

Judging from his expression, he really didn't want Zhu Xukun to die.

He was stunned for a while, as if thinking of something, he squatted down again, searched Zhu Xukun for a while, took out the recording pen in Zhu Xukun's pocket, and pressed the switch of the recording pen hesitantly.

"They killed Fang Xun..."

Zhu Xukun's trembling voice spread instantly in the silent night.

Song Qiming was startled, and quickly turned off the recorder, but it was a step too late, and a voice came from not far away: "There are people over there."

Song Qiming's face changed, and he quickly put the recorder into his pocket, but he changed his mind the moment a lot of footsteps came.

He quickly pulled off Zhu Xukun's backpack, stuffed the recording pen into it, and quickly threw it into the grass beside him, then picked up a blood-stained stone and grabbed it in his hand.

"there."

As soon as Song Qiming stood up, someone ran over. The visitor looked at Zhu Xukun who was motionless on the ground, and then at the stone in Song Qiming's hand, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

A group of people came, and the village chief was among them.

Someone came forward to check on Zhu Xukun who was lying on the ground: "Dead."

The stone in Song Qiming's hand fell to the ground with a 'snap', and he looked panicked after being processed.

The village chief looked at Song Qiming coldly: "Did you kill him?"

Song Qiming's lips trembled for a moment, but he didn't say a word. From the eyes of everyone, his expression was acquiescence.

Seeing Song Qiming, the village chief softened his expression instantly: "That's right, this is what we Fengshi Villagers should be like."

Song Qiming suddenly felt nauseous, and quickly covered his mouth, but he still couldn't hold back, threw himself to the side, squatted down and vomited wildly.

This is the ecological reaction many people have when they kill someone or see a dead body for the first time.

"It's worthless." The village head cursed, but his tone became obviously much better. He ordered people to carry the corpse away, and then led them away.

Someone called out: "Song Qiming."

Song Qiming was breathing heavily, so naturally he didn't answer.

Another person said: "Let him vomit here, and he will go back after he vomits."

In a short while, the twenty or so people left completely.

Song Qiming really vomited until he couldn't vomit anything. Then he stared at the blood on the ground for a long time, then got up, went to the grass to pick up Zhu Xukun's bag, and was about to leave when he kicked him. camera.

He picked it up, looked at it for a while, and stuffed it into the bag.

The camera fell into darkness, but the sound continued.

The night was very quiet, and the surrounding voices were easy to recognize. From the sound, Song Qiming walked out of the forest and entered the village.

When the screen turned on again, it was at Song Qiming's home.

Song Qiming took out the camera from his bag, looked at it for a while, put it aside, continued to search Zhu Xukun's bag, and took out the box with the bracelet from it.

He was afraid of being overheard, so he didn't dare to touch the recording pen again. After flipping through Zhu Xukun's diary for a while, he picked up the video camera.

Judging from the upside-down picture, Song Qiming should be studying the camera.

It's a pity that this thing was too rare in those days, and Song Qiming had obviously never touched this thing.

However, Song Qiming was very smart and quickly figured out how to use it.

After turning on and off several times, Song Qiming's face appeared on the screen. He said to the camera: "I didn't kill Fang Xun and Zhu Xukun. I tried to save them, but I couldn't. They called me, and I called them." Don't come, they won't listen... I didn't kill anyone."

The tape is full and the picture stops here.

When playing the video, Li Ziyin dubbed the video and sent it to the mailbox for storage. At the same time, he sent a copy to Xiao Qiao, asking Xiao Qiao to immediately check the old history of Fengshi Village and Song Qiming.

Li Ziyin turned off the video recorder, took out the video tape, and put it back in the box.

Bai Ning asked the question in his heart: "Why did they kill people? And if they killed someone, why did they take the body away instead of just burying it?"

In this kind of place, if you just dig a hole and bury someone, you may not be discovered for a lifetime.

Li Ziyin's eyes were cold: "You have to find out the old background of Fengshi Village to know the answer."

An Lu fell into deep thought after watching the video and said, "I should know the answer."

The author has something to say: This case will not last long and will end soon.

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