The smoke and dust exploded and spread in the narrow corridors. The sound of the explosion just now spread at least one kilometer. The violent shock wave made several surrounding residential buildings feel a clear earthquake, and the glass shattered all over the floor.
Han Baiyi's house was no exception. The walls of the corridor were dusty and dusty.
Half of the body pushed into the wall by Han Baiyi was sticking out of the corridor, and his black head rolled out three to four meters in the corridor like a rubber ball.
The head rolled and rolled, from the weird big mouth on the back of the head to the abnormal facial features on the front.
It was a face filled with ferociousness, despair and fear, the facial expressions were almost twisted together, and the outer corners of the eyes seemed to be pulled open by huge force, tearing out two symmetrical wounds to the temples.
I couldn't settle down until I died.
No one knows what he went through during his lifetime.
Han Baiyi first picked up his head and observed it.
The wound on the neck was twisted and twisted. It didn't look like it was cut with a knife or ax, but like it was pulled off with hands. The skin and muscles were twisted together, and even a small part of the spine was torn out.
But if you put the head and the body together, you will find that the wound on the neck of the body has a clear cut and there are signs of burns.
There is only a thumb-sized hole in the center.
Even though Han Baiyi had already gone through the process of killing and killing on the battlefield, he still couldn't help but feel a little frightened when he saw this cruel scene. This is a normal reaction for people who have not lost their humanity.
And it can be seen from this joint interface,
The head and body are basically two people, but they are forcibly spliced together.
It's as if Barbie's head was forcibly removed and then randomly placed on Strike Freedom (Gundam) by a child.
Han Baiyi couldn't help but feel a little chilly in his heart.
Squeak...
The security door was pushed open a gap.
The little head with a ponytail carefully poked out of the door.
"...white...white clothes!"
Yang Xiaoyu looked timid, as if he were a thief.
Just now, she was pushed hard by Han Baiyi, and her little butt almost slipped from the living room into the bedroom.
Before I could complain, I was startled by the explosion outside.
It wasn't until he saw that Han Baiyi was still fine that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Comrade Li Yuelu also emerged from the kitchen with a head full of questions, but was pushed into the house by Yang Xiaoyu. The sound insulation in the kitchen was so good that she didn't even know that someone had just arrived to deliver a courier, she only heard the noise outside.
Both ears were buzzing.
Seemingly seeing that nothing was going on outside, Yang Xiaoyu pulled out a pair of rubber slippers from the shoe cabinet and wanted to go out. She poked her head in and asked.
"...What happened just now?"
"go back!"
Han Baiyi scolded with a rare seriousness, stood up and blocked Yang Xiaoyu's sight with his body, and threw Yang Xiaoyu into the house like a chicken.
Yang Xiaoyu opened her mouth and wanted to say something nonchalantly, but Han Baiyi stopped her with his eyes and looked into the room.
Their mother still doesn't know about their new jobs.
In addition, the scene outside is really not suitable for ordinary people to visit.
This guy died so miserably that even Han Baiyi felt scared when he saw him. It would definitely not make him any better if Yang Xiaoyu saw him.
Although after being tricked into the situation by Liu Zhi, Han Baiyi had some concepts in his mind that "the world is changing".
But it wasn't until today that Han Baiyi truly realized this.
This world is not his safe haven.
To put it bluntly, I still haven’t recognized the reality.
Yang Xiaoyu glanced outside twice, but was blocked by Han Baiyi, but she didn't complain and returned to the room to comfort Han's mother very sensibly.
Although she usually looks soft and a bit out of character, due to the death of her parents in her early years, Yang Xiaoyu is still a very sensible girl at heart and is never willful in business matters.
Before closing the door, she stretched out her little finger and asked:
"Is this it?"
The little finger is the secret code they agreed to represent the extraordinary.
Han Baiyi nodded.
"I'll go with you."
"Go wherever you want, but don't go anywhere."
Han Baiyi rolled his eyes at her.
With such a loud explosion and shattered so much glass, it was estimated that the police from nearby streets would arrive in a minute at most.
Five minutes at most, maybe fire fighters, armed police, and special police can be all in place.
This is China.
Yang Xiaoyu was excitedly preparing to go out and use her little black ball to slay demons. Han Baiyi's words were immediately poured down like a basin of cold water, and she stood on tiptoe and kept looking behind him.
Han Baiyi mercilessly covered her little face, picked up the phone with his other hand, and frowned as Yang Xiaoyu matched up with the weird barking like a dog, waiting for the call to be connected:
"Hello?"
"Captain Liu?"
"You stay there and don't move. We already know what happened at your house and are rushing to your place now. We have five minutes left, wait for me."
Han Baiyi frowned even higher.
Holding the mobile phone in his hand, he glanced around the corridor, and the details that he had never paid attention to were clearly visible in his eyes.
Soon, a pinhole camera was found in the crack of the ceiling at the entrance of the corridor.
However, Han Baiyi, who had already gone through the cycle of life and death, did not say much, and even breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He himself is strong enough, and Yang Xiaoyu can be considered an expert, but his parents are ordinary people.
Relatively speaking, this pinhole camera has more protection implications.
After all, Han Baiyi was not born in an orphanage. He has a family, love and a European style. Why can't he accept compromise when he is living a good life?
But this is not enough.
Just like today, if he was not at home, whether it was old comrade Yang Xiaoyu or Li Yuelu who took over the package, the consequences would be disastrous.
Han Baiyi stood in the corridor holding the phone: "Then I won't go down to pick you up, Captain Liu."
There were waves of howling wind coming from Liu Zhi's side, and his voice was a little blurry: "Remember to seal off the scene. It's not difficult. Just use tape to seal the corridors on both sides. Don't let the onlookers trample on them. You can do it yourself.
Don't clean it up, just leave it alone. Also, use your ID to stop the police, they won't be able to take this case."
"good."
Han Baiyi raised his head and glanced at the headless corpse embedded in the load-bearing wall on the side of the balcony, which could not be picked off, and agreed casually.
He originally planned to ask someone to come over and clean the floor, but he decided to clean it up himself.
Han Baiyi folded his arms and stood beside the body, looking downstairs.
To put it bluntly, he was still feeling frustrated.
Anyone who knows that their life is being monitored at all times will probably not feel very comfortable.
Even he himself knew it was necessary.
While he was looking around, Han Baiyi's eyes suddenly condensed.
Move your body slightly closer to the edge of the balcony.
Their family lived on the twenty-sixth floor, which was the top floor of this community. Even with his eyesight, he had to concentrate to see the faces of people walking on the ground.
Han Baiyi raised his eyelids, his pupils were highly constricted, and his tone was somewhat doubtful.
"That's... Dahu, bah, He Wenyue?"
Next to the green belt of the community, a plump woman with curly black hair and large sunglasses was talking on the phone while walking towards a silver-white car on the side of the road.
Although she could clearly see the shape of her lips, Han Baiyi couldn't read lips, so he couldn't understand what she was saying.
But you can recognize her just by looking at her walking figure.
Step forward first to the right and then to the left, with your toes in line, and then twist your hips vigorously.
The reason why he was surprised was because he knew that He Wenyue's family did not live here, and was even far away.
When he was in high school, Nan Zhaowen once dragged him, his wingman, to block the door and deliver flowers and breakfast to beg for reconciliation. Over time, even Han Baiyi got to know him.
As for the result of compounding... of course it is +1 more times without success.
'Old Nan didn't listen to advice.'
'But there aren't many wealthy and leisure owners in these buildings, right?'
'...Are you being supported by a few retail investors again?'
A series of strange thoughts suddenly appeared in Han Baiyi's mind, and he couldn't help but add a few more words.
Because this really happened.
Normal people would never imagine how many ways people with no bottom line can make money.
In order to avoid admitting his mistake, Han Baiyi focused his inspiration on his eyes, and his pupils suddenly turned white.
Spiritual eyes.
Han Baiyi was about to use his spiritual eyes to adjust the focus and see through the other person's sunglasses to see her face clearly.
But before he was ready, he saw in his spiritual vision a thick steel drill piercing the woman's cervical spine, and iron needles as thick as an index finger were embedded in her facial features.
The woman in the spiritual vision was standing with difficulty supported by the steel drill.
All the seven orifices on his face were pierced by iron needles, and he couldn't even make a sound of despair. Only the corners of his eyes were still twitching in severe pain.
twitch.
But she still walked the catwalk so gracefully and calmly.
Hands, feet, waist and hips, even hair.
Thin silver threads like silk were everywhere.
The whole person is like a puppet in a shadow play, with thin strings hidden in the air and held high.
She walked gracefully on the street.
Step forward first to the right and then to the left, keeping your toes in line and twisting your hips vigorously.
Han Baiyi's eyes widened.
The spiritual inspiration blessing the spiritual eyes also becomes stronger and stronger.
As the spiritual vision continues to become clearer, the whereabouts of the silver thread wrapped around He Wenyue's body is still unknown.
But it also made Han Baiyi see something.
A thin line was connected to her mobile phone and kept spreading.
Gradually approaching Han Baiyi's direction.
The spiritual eyes also move accordingly.
Finally, it fell on the head placed in the corner by Han Baiyi.
The head seemed to feel something and trembled slightly.
Han Baiyi is a civilized man, but he is too lazy to ask questions.
So, he grabbed the connected head, and with his left hand, a big mouth was connected into an afterimage.
The mouth on the back of the head was so shaken that a piece of it was dented, and the skull may have been broken. The drooping spine was shaking like a big tail, swaying straight.
Han Baiyi held the mouth on the back of the head in front of his eyes and observed it for a long time.