steal face

Chapter 28 Cured Meat
When my foot was grabbed by a cold hand, my nerves were tense all of a sudden, there was someone under the bed!
At this moment, a series of question marks popped up in my mind, didn't Kanazawa check the bottom of the bed and say no one was there?Did Jin Ze not find this person, or is he deliberately lying to me?

Reminiscent of when I called Zhang Wentong before, but it rang on Jinze, I felt bad all over, and an indescribable sense of fear shrouded my heart.

At this time, that hand had already grabbed my ankle and dragged me back. It is the end of summer and early autumn, but this hand was extremely cold, as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator. I became more and more terrified, and couldn't help but think of the head and stump left by the perverted killer.

So a terrifying thought arose in my heart, Cao, the one who grabbed my foot couldn't be a severed hand, could it?

I was getting more and more panicked, but I thought that I would have to face it no matter what. Jinze didn't know what was going on, so I couldn't just sit and wait for death.

So, like a donkey scratching its hoof, I kicked my foot back violently, trying to kick the hand that was grabbing me away. At the same time, I also bravely turned my head and looked over.

Because it is broad daylight, although the light under the bed is not very good, I can still see the situation in front of me clearly.

I saw a person lying on the bottom of the bed behind me. This person was holding my right foot with both hands while staring at me with his head raised.

This is not an adult, but a little girl with a pale face. It is the weird little girl who left us a sketch at Chen Mengying's house last time and left.

When I saw her, I was startled and couldn't help shivering, because she was acting strangely at this time, she was holding my feet with both hands, propped on the ground, her shoulders were raised high, and her head was lowered Embedded between his shoulders, he stared straight at me. This action reminded me of the female ghost climbing down the stairs in The Grudge.

Just when I was looking at her in a daze, she dragged my legs back violently, and then crawled out from under the bed at a very fast speed.

By the time I realized it, the little girl had already left the bed.

Although I was extremely terrified in my heart and hadn't fully recovered from my nerves, I thought that this is just a little girl. I am a big man and I can't do this little bitch, and she must be a particularly important clue, and we must not let her slipped away.

So I kicked my feet on the ground and rushed out. Because I was so nervous, my head hit the bed, and the pain was terrible, but I didn't care, I covered my head and chased out.

When I chased out the door and was about to rush down at the stairs, I suddenly saw that the little girl hadn't left. She was standing at the stairs on the next floor, looking up at me.

My intuition told me, is there some kind of trap? This little girl obviously had the opportunity to sneak away, but she didn't. Is she trying to lead me into a trap?

So I slammed on the brakes and asked her, "Who are you?"

She didn't speak, and still looked at me with a blank expression. In fact, this little girl looks strange, but because of her pale face and large, empty eyes, she is particularly scary.

Seeing that she didn't speak, I continued to ask her: "What on earth do you want to do? Let me tell you, you can't escape. If you cooperate with me, since you are a minor, nothing serious will happen."

But she still didn't speak, just when I wondered if she was dumb, she suddenly grinned, her smile was very stiff, half-smile, not the expression that a little girl should have at all.

I couldn't help shivering from her smile, but she stared at me and said word by word: "Brother, you are a dead person."

Brother, you are a dead man.

When the little girl uttered these words in a still immature voice, for some reason, my whole body suddenly trembled. These words pierced into my heart like a sharp knife.

What the hell does this mean?What do you mean I am a dead man?
I am obviously alive and well, how could I be a dead person?
But when I was thinking full of doubts, the little girl had already turned around and ran away. I wanted to continue chasing her, but found that it was too late, and I didn't have the heart to chase her anymore.

I stood there alone and continued to rack my brains trying to decipher the meaning of the little girl's words. Suddenly, my head shuddered. At that moment, I seemed to suddenly understand what she meant.

Although I don't know what kind of existence this little girl is and how it is related to this series of cases, at least one thing is that she has not harmed me so far, and she has left us clues.When she said that I am a dead person, she may not really mean that I am a dead person, but that I am a dying person!
In other words, I am dying, and my life is in immediate danger!

Thinking of this, I became more and more nervous, so I immediately called Fang Qinghe. After Fang Qinghe learned about my situation, he told me to go back to Jinze immediately. We're safe, and he'll send someone to help us soon.

After I hung up the phone, I thought about it on the spot, and I felt that I really shouldn't doubt Jin Ze. If something was wrong with Jin Ze, he would have a hundred chances to make me die without knowing why, so I immediately turned around and went back to Fang Fang. Lynn's house.

I went directly to the bedroom. I didn't see Jinze coming out of the attic, which made me puzzled, so I shouted a few words, Jinze, Jinze, but there was no response.

I was a little worried, so I took out the fruit knife that was always on my waist for self-defense, and then bravely climbed up to the attic.

Pushing the door open, there was a strange smell, sour smell, not rancid, but very pungent, a bit like the smell of pickled products.

Because the windows in the attic are small and half-covered at this time, the light in the attic is not good, and it is not very clear, so I turned on the flashlight of my mobile phone and took a photo inside, and then my whole body was blurred. I shivered.

Damn, there is actually a black wooden coffin on the floor of the attic!
Fang Lin never allowed me to go to the attic of her house before, but I didn't expect a coffin to be hidden here.

But soon I felt something was wrong. The police had inspected Fang Lin's house before. If there was a coffin here, the police would not have known about it. That is to say, the coffin was brought here later.

It is not known what was in the coffin, or whether it contained a corpse.

Thinking about it, I bravely approached the coffin, and at the same time I continued to call Jinze, Jinze in a low voice, but still no one responded to me. I really don’t know how to deal with such a big living person. Why did I disappear when I ran to the attic up.

Soon I came to the coffin, and when I was thinking about whether to find a tool to pry the coffin boards open, I suddenly felt a shadow beside me.

At first I thought it was Jinze, but soon I found that the shadow grew bigger and bigger, covering the top of my head directly.

Obviously, the shadow fell from the top of the head.

When I wanted to hide aside, the thing had landed on my shoulder, and it hit my shoulder hard, and it still hurt.

I subconsciously turned my head to look, and then I took a deep breath.

Grass, on my shoulders are a pair of feet, these feet are kicking my shoulders.

But these were not the feet of a normal person. These feet were not wearing shoes, and they were already dry. The skin on the entire layer of the feet had been peeled off, and the bones inside were a little gray.

Then I looked up abruptly, and this look almost scared me out of my wits.

It turned out that there was a mummy hanging above my head. The mummy should have been tied to the roof before, but it just fell and stepped on my shoulders.

To be honest, this mummy is really scary. The whole layer of skin on his chest has been peeled off, and the meat inside has also been cut open, but the root of the meat is still connected to the human skin, sandwiched between the skin and the bone. In between, and the meat has been completely dried, it looks like bacon for a while, no wonder I smelled a sour smell just now, it turned out to be bacon.

I really don't know who killed this person and made it into skinny bacon. How much hatred is there?And why did this horrible pickled meat mummy appear in the attic of Fang Lin's house?

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly there was a sound of thump, thump, thump, thump in the coffin beside me...

(End of this chapter)