I have never seen the death scene of Uncle Zhuzhu. Even the first time I saw the bloody and skinned corpse was in the dark world at the bottom of the well. The most touching thing for me was shock and unreality. I always felt that
What happened at that time was just a dream.
When I was at the bottom of the well, I had no chance to taste the fear that the skinned corpse brought to me, so I fainted. But now, the opportunity has come.
Looking at the bloody scene, I felt as if I had been struck by thunder. I stood there sluggishly, and my body could not help but tremble. The dripping blood flowed out with the minced meat and bitten internal organs.
There were varying degrees of signs of gnawing on the ground, hands, legs, body and other parts of the corpse.
This inhuman scene constantly stimulated my visual nerves, and the irreversible smell of blood all around also greatly challenged my sense of smell.
Under such stimulation, my mind went blank and I temporarily lost the ability to think. Only my body was still trembling instinctively, explaining the fear that came from my heart at this moment.
Finally, after a while, I could no longer control my emotions, and a feeling of nausea swept over me. Immediately, my legs gave out and I fell to the ground, opened my mouth and started retching.
With this vomiting, I felt like I was about to vomit out my intestines and stomach. I felt so uncomfortable inside that I rolled and crawled away from the scene. At this moment, there was only one thought in my mind: Get out of this damn place quickly.
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People are dead, and people are dead again. Doesn’t this allow people to live in peace?
When I ran to the village, I found several police cars parked at the entrance of the village. After all, people had died in the village. Someone must have called the police about Uncle Zhuzhu’s matter. But as soon as I approached the village, three big men in police uniforms rushed towards me.
He came over and pushed me to the ground.
Their palms were like iron hoops, tightly holding my hand bones. Whenever I moved a little, I would feel a pain that was about to be torn apart from the bones in my body.
I was startled, and I immediately understood. At this moment, my whole body was covered with dripping blood. After seeing my "shocky" appearance, these policemen subconsciously determined that I was a thug and had just committed the crime.
He was so worried that he came up to subdue me without saying a word. He was worried that I would do something evil again.
But my conscience, I really didn’t do anything, I was just curious. Is curiosity also illegal?
After several people roughly handcuffed me, they picked me up from the ground.
"What a good boy, how dare you be so bold, kill someone and then run out." A middle-aged policeman walked up to me with a cold face and scolded me fiercely.
I couldn't wash away this scene even if I jumped into the Yellow River. I struggled feebly and said: "No, I didn't kill anyone. Over there, I saw corpses again over there. Someone was killed. There were people everywhere.
It's blood, and the blood stains on my body were accidentally stained there."
For a moment, I felt like I was almost incoherent because of my nervousness.
But looking at the way these policemen looked at me, I wanted to die. At this juncture, if they found any bodies there again, they would probably pin the matter on me.
It seems that I am just looking for a poor excuse for myself to kill someone.
"Another death?" The middle-aged policeman was stunned for a moment, and then looked at me with a strange look.
He asked me to be taken to the village, and then he also asked people to go to the place I mentioned to see if there were any so-called corpses.
I was taken to the village committee, and soon the news that I was covered in blood spread in the village. Rumors spread all over the village. Some said that I was a murderer, and some said that like father, like son.
Of course, there are some people who are skeptical about the so-called murder of mine, but of course these people are still a minority.
I was strictly guarded by a group of people in the village committee. After all, those who went to investigate could not return the news so quickly, so in order to save the incident, they first recorded my written confession.
"Young man, I see you are only in your early twenties. Don't waste your future in prison. If you confess and accept leniency but resist harsh punishment, I don't think I need to talk to you anymore, right?" The middle-aged man said seriously.
said.
To put it bluntly, I am just a little bitch. The biggest official I usually see is the village chief. I have never seen the police record a written confession. When I saw the middle-aged policeman glare at me, my heart beat for no reason.
He sped up and even lowered his head subconsciously, looking as if he had a guilty conscience.
And my expression, in the eyes of most people, has become the default for murder.
"Tell me what happened."
I took a deep breath, managed to calm myself down, and then told the whole story of everything that had happened before, including the reason why I went to that place.
Unfortunately, my mouth was dry when I spoke, but I saw two words in the eyes of the middle-aged policeman: disbelief.
"You mean, you picked up an iron box from outside, which contained the so-called ghost relics. Liu Banxian said that the thing was evil and unlucky, so he asked you to throw it to the southeast?" The middle-aged man pondered his thoughts.
, looked at me and said.
I nodded and was about to speak, but unexpectedly, the middle-aged policeman who had always been calm suddenly slammed the table. This happened very suddenly. I was already a little nervous. His sudden move frightened me.
My heartbeat soared to two hundred yards.
"Nonsense, you are not ready to confess honestly."
Anyway, no matter what I say now, the middle-aged policeman just refuses to believe it. When he said this, his cell phone suddenly rang. It must be that the policeman who went over there also got results. I don’t know what was said over there. The look on the middle-aged policeman’s face
It looked much uglier in an instant.
"What a boy, you actually played tricks on me." He said this in a gritted tone, and now when he looked at me, sparks almost appeared in his eyes.
I was stunned and didn't understand it for a while.
"I really didn't kill that person, I..."
I quickly explained, fearing that he would further misunderstand me, but he waved his hand angrily to prevent me from continuing, and then slapped the table so loudly that it almost dismantled the table.
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"The people who went there just now have sent me the results. There are no bodies there at all. As for what you said about blood stains everywhere, it's pure nonsense. What are your intentions?" He said fiercely again.
As soon as he slapped the table, the man stood up suddenly.