"Well, this is also the key point for me to get you back. You have to be careful about this person. He seems to be very familiar with Lu Ke..."
Han Sanpin did not say the next words, but Chu Ping also understood what he was going to say.
"Third uncle, are you worried that he will come to trouble me?"
"This man is extremely mentally unstable and I'm worried he will hurt you."
"Well, I'll be careful."
Chu Ping said this, but in his heart he began to think about Sunday's party.
"Fortunately, I reported Lao Xie's name at that time, otherwise I would have caused a lot of trouble. But my appearance was seen by the two interviewers. Do you want to get a mask..."
Han Sanpin didn't know Chu Ping's plan and thought he was scared.
"Don't worry, I have already told you that as long as there is news about Mu Ai, our people will keep an eye on him as soon as possible."
When Chu Ping came out of the police station, it was already 10:45 in the evening.
"The people's police are working really hard."
Chu Ping looked back at the police station where the lights were still on.
"Why did you come out?"
Lao Xie walked out from behind the pillar with a burned cigarette butt in his mouth.
Chu Ping didn't expect that old Xie Tou was still here.
"You've gone back, why are you still here?"
Lao Xie took a long puff of cigarette and threw it at the door.
"I don't dare to go home," Lao Xie said with a pitiful look on his face. "That crazy woman downstairs, I feel scared when I think about the fact that I have said hello to her before."
"So?" Chu Ping had a bad feeling in his heart.
"So I want to stay at your house for a night."
Old Xie Tou's tone was not discussing with Chu Ping at all.
"Um?"
"It's cold here, let's go home and talk."
Without waiting for Chu Ping to object, Lao Xie directly dragged him into the taxi.
"Where is your home?"
“Xiyuan Community.”
While Chu Ping was still confused, the taxi had already arrived at its destination.
"You pay the fare and I'll wait for you outside."
Old Xie Tou got out of the car very rudely.
Chu Ping took out the key from his backpack and opened the door.
"My house is not big, so you can sleep on the sofa."
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He pointed to the sofa in the living room and indicated to Lao Xie that he would sleep there tonight.
"Yeah, yeah, you can sleep wherever you want, just don't let me go home."
It looked like Lao Xie was really frightened.
Chu Ping threw his backpack into the bedroom, took a change of clothes, and went to the bathroom.
Chu Ping took off his old yellow robe and threw it into the washing machine.
After changing into his own clothes, Chu Ping came out of the bathroom, and at this time, Lao Xie was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep.
Chu Ping looked at this old man who had been taking the blame for him, and felt some good feelings in his heart.
Chu Ping took out a quilt and covered Lao Xie's head before returning to the bedroom with confidence.
When Chu Ping returned to the bedroom, he immediately took out the reddish-brown diary from his backpack. He clearly remembered that there was a second entry in the diary.
"I want to see what is written in the second diary."
Chu Ping opened the reddish-brown diary, directly past the first diary that was as bright as dripping blood, and came to the second diary.
On the white pages of the book, red things like blood stains were scattered on it.
"August 24, cloudy
There's that weird ringtone again, like the devil's whisper.
My mind was very messed up and it was very painful.
I thought about committing suicide, but every time I faced death, there was always an inexplicable force that pulled me back.
I'm in pain and I need to vent.
'Kill them, kill them, and you will be free as never before.'
The devil's voice sounded in my ears again.
I decided to believe it once.
The moment I locked Leilei into the closet with my own hands, his cry seemed like a force filling my body.
I let him see that I trampled his mother under my feet, and let him feel the pain in my heart with his own eyes. This pain needs to be inherited.
My child, you will inherit endless pain from me, and you will also feel endless joy."
The diary writing ends abruptly here.
"This should be the diary written by Xu Xia's husband."
What shocked Chu Ping was that the strange ringtone was mentioned in the diary.
In Chu Ping's impression, it seemed that he had heard information about memory ringtones more than once.
“I heard it for a while last time on the 405 bus.
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Weird ringtone, I wonder if the two are related."
Chu Ping closed his diary and prepared to go to bed. After all, he had not slept at all since yesterday.
Just when Chu Ping lay down on the bed, he suddenly heard the old Xie's voice coming in from outside.
"what happened?"
Chu Ping quickly rushed out of the bedroom, just in time to see Lao Xie pointing in the direction of the kitchen with a horrified look on his face.
"It, it, it..."
Lao Xie hesitated for a long time but didn't say anything.
"What happened to it?"
"That human head, it's coming."
Old Xie didn't know what Chu Ping did with the man's head. He only knew that after the two of them were taken back to the police station by Han Sanpin, the head in the backpack was gone.
Old Xie Tou thought that Chu Ping hid it while he and the police were not paying attention.
Just now, when Lao Xie was sleeping soundly, he suddenly felt something rubbing back and forth on his face.
Old Xie thought it was Chu Ping who was making trouble with him, so he swatted the thing away, turned over and continued to sleep.
What Lao Xie Tou didn't expect was that he hadn't slept for long when he felt something rubbing his face. This time Lao Xie Tou was a little angry and wanted to scold Chu Ping. Unexpectedly, he opened his eyes.
At that moment, what he saw was a pale man's head in front of him, his white pupils blinking at Lao Xie's head, as if he were looking at a toy that interested him.
Lao Xie was stunned for a few seconds and his mind went blank. After he came to his senses, he immediately jumped up from the sofa.
The head seemed to be frightened by Lao Xie, and he ran to the kitchen in a flash. After hearing the sound, Chu Ping rushed out of the bedroom.
"Human head?" Chu Ping did not expect that the human head would appear again, "Didn't Sister Jiang take it away already?"
Chu Ping looked in the direction pointed by Lao Xie's head. The pale human head was like a frightened kitten, hiding timidly behind the kitchen door, with only one white eye exposed.
He looked over at the two of them.
Regarding the reappearance of the head, Chu Ping's attitude was much better than that of the old Xie Tou.
Chu Ping walked up to Rentou with an indifferent expression. Then, under the extremely surprised expression of Lao Xietou, Chu Ping picked up the man's head, and then stroked Rentou's cheek like a pet.
