Chapter 70: The Undead (Part II)
"I'm sorry I'm late."
Xu Lu pushed open the glass door of the café and sat down next to Shen Ke.
"It's okay, it's only natural for men to wait for women."
Shen Ke made a disgusting appearance of a peerless good man, and at the same time gave me a look, asking me to be interesting and get out of here as soon as possible.
I pretended not to see it, took a sip of coffee, and said, "That King Li Yan was so vicious that he even punished me for copying that damn physics textbook five times. ”
Xu Lu, who was drinking hot coffee, almost didn't spit out all the coffee in his mouth when he heard it. She pounded her chest vigorously and laughed: "Xiao Ye is a good show this afternoon, the whole class is laughing at you, but I didn't expect you to be so good at cultivation, you didn't even blush." ”
"That's it, that's it." Shen Ke swallowed a big sip of coffee desperately, and said quickly: "If it was me and Xiaolu, I would have dug a hole and buried myself in it." Although I always knew that Sayo's skin was thicker, I didn't expect it to be so thick. ”
"Hmph, you still say." I glared at the two bastards sitting across from me and taunting me, "You two are the ones who laughed the loudest in the whole class." That's enough for you to die. But for the sake of me, I'm in a better mood today, so I'll punish you for helping me get those five times down. ”
"The beauty of thinking. King Li Yan is not a fool, and it is strange that he doesn't find the handwriting of several people on the copy book. Shen Ke pursed his lips.
I laughed, "I'm not a fool either. So I hope that one of you will take the initiative to apply and help me copy these five books. ”
"I'm not going to kill me." Xu Lu couldn't wait to take a stand.
"I absolutely don't want to." Shen Ke glanced at his coffee cup, and suddenly glared at me with a sudden realization: "Xiaoye, you don't think that with just this small cup of coffee, you can bribe me to help you copy the book!" ”
"Am I like that? Don't worry, whether you want to be this time or not, I'll please. I stared at Xu Lu and smiled meaningfully: "I believe that Miss Xiaolu, who is beautiful and extraordinary, will definitely help me with this without hesitation." ”
Seeing that I was so sure, Xu Lu was stunned, and seemed to be searching hard in her mind to see if she had any tricks in my hands. "Nope." She muttered under her breath, then looked up and said without hesitation, "I don't want to." ”
"Really?" I took a leisurely sip of my coffee.
"No...... No. The answer was obviously not as smooth as it had just been.
"Really? Then forget it, then it's time for me to go. I picked up the bill and stood up, and as I walked past her, I put my mouth to her ear and whispered, "Next time, don't wipe your nose with Shen Ke's coat, that guy's clothes are very rough and will hurt your skin." ”
Xu Lu's whole body suddenly stiffened, desperately resisted the urge to scream, coughed, and said loudly: "Xiaoye, leave the physics book and homework book for me." I figured it out, it's definitely incumbent on me to help a friend! ”
"You deserve to be my good friend, and your understanding is high!" I patted her on the shoulder and said heavily.
Xu Lu struggled to squeeze out a crescent-shaped smile at the corner of her mouth, and at the same time looked at me with a murderous and complaining gaze, "I still realize...... Night, you devil...... It's impossible to find a girlfriend in your life! ”
"Haha, then don't bother with your good friend."
I smiled at her and walked out the door.
Zhang Xiuwen, 22 years old, lives alone in Zhendong. She is not a local and came to the town from Montenegro two years ago to work alone. In the same year, I met Li Shuren by chance, and then the two began to date, and under the data, there is a line of small characters, which is the annotation of my cousin Yefeng: "I am so young and die, it really makes me, a single unmarried man, sad when I hear it, and tears when I see it." Alas, there is one less beauty in the world, woo, I have one less chance. ”
"Damn, this pervert!" I smiled wryly and pulled out Zhang Xiuwen's photo from the information, looked at it for a while, and said, "It's really a beauty, it's a pity!" ”
There are also photos of Zhang Xiuwen's death scene in the information, blood sprayed everywhere, and the autopsy report said that there were no external injuries to other parts of her body, the only wound was in the neck, a fatal knife, clean and neat.
From the photo, the incision in the neck is very flat, and it is easy to tell that it was caused with a very sharp knife, and the knife is not very large.
This judgment is based on at least five cut marks on the wound, and it is estimated that the murderer launched an attack behind Zhang Xiuwen's back. The first knife cut off the major artery in her neck, and when her blood was almost gone, she leisurely cut off Zhang Xiuwen's entire head.
I also discussed this situation with my cousin.
My cousin thinks there are two possibilities. One is vendetta, if the murderer and Zhang Xiuwen did not have a deep hatred, they would not be so cruel to bleed her first, and then cut off her head and take her away; The second is that a perverted killer kills, if it is a perverted killer, then Zhang Xiuwen is an innocent victim, but there is no trace of damage to Zhang Xiuwen's door, so it means that the victim knows the murderer, so he will open the door, which excludes the second possibility.
I didn't say anything, but I had my own thoughts.
At least I would never open the door to someone who has an enmity with me in the middle of the night, and let him stand behind me without any precautions and kill me with a knife.
But when I think about it this way, Li Shuren's suspicion of committing the crime is even greater, but for some reason, my intuition is that I don't agree with Li Shuren's view that he is the murderer.
At night, when it was pouring cold winter rain, I pulled out my hat from the collar of my coat, put it on, and swiped my frozen hands with my mouth.
Finally arrived at Zhang Xiuwen's home, it is really remote, almost out of the suburbs, and there are few nearby residents to death, but there is still an advantage, that is, the rent is cheap.
Zhang Xiuwen rented a villa with a European style, which was not big, but it felt a little indescribably gloomy, especially when there were no lights nearby, and the light rain kept hitting the eaves, and there were bursts of clattering, regular irritating sounds.
I don't know when it started, and the atmosphere around me became more and more weird? I don't know if it's because I know that someone died there, and I have a preconceived feeling of fear. Taking a deep breath, I slowly stepped over the yellow blockade, opened the door with a wire glove, and walked inside.
This house is a simple two-bedroom and one-hall layout, as soon as you enter the door, there is a very incongruous feeling, what a strange woman, generally speaking, the first room in the door, the owner will design it as a living room, but Zhang Xiuwen just arranged it as her own bedroom, and then go inside is the living room, study and kitchen.
Zhang Xiuwen was killed in the dormitory, the room was very clean, and it seems that someone must have come to clean the house after the police station's blockade of the house was lifted.
I blatantly turned on all the lights, wandered around the room, and finally put my face almost to the floor and looked closely, but there was no gain at all, and my mood suddenly became depressed. Is there any mistake, why can't you find a hair here so clean?
"Damn, that cleaner must have a cleanliness fetish. Next time my house is going to be cleaned, I will definitely ask him, the cleaning is amazing! ”
I grunted dissatisfiedly and turned off the light, and as I closed the door, I took one last glimpse at the bedroom, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to my mind like lightning.
With an excited kick, I kicked the door open that was about to close and rushed in.
No, there must be something wrong! At a glance, how could I feel like the room was empty? took out a photo of Zhang Xiuwen when she died from her arms, and I compared it the same.
lights, no less; electric heaters, no less; Two black single chairs, a brown five-person leather couch, and a white Simmons double bed.
Hey, how did the position of the bed change?
I remember the first time I looked at the photos, I said strangely to my cousin that there must be something wrong with Zhang Xiuwen's personality, otherwise why would she put the bed facing the door?
Most Chinese rooms have only two shapes, either square or rectangular, and the bed is not written in the middle of the room, or closer to the door.
Let's talk about Zhang Xiuwen's bedroom, it is a standard rectangle, the door is on the far left, and she just placed the bed on the far right, just put it there, but she also has to put the bed obliquely, forming a diagonal, so that not only takes up space, but also sleeps with her feet just very uncoordinated towards the door, I also said that if I am asked to sleep like this, I will not be able to sleep, I always feel that the soles of my feet will be cold.
But now the bed has changed its position significantly, and although it is still on the right side of the room, it is aligned along the wall.
I slowly walked to the side of the bed and sat down, the people from the cleaning company will not change the furniture of the house without the permission of the owner, so the person who comes to clean the room today will definitely not be the cleaner.
By the way, Li Shuren should have been released this morning, could it be him? I thought for a moment, picked up the phone next to my bed, and dialed a few numbers.
"Saya? I'm looking for you! Where are you? "My cousin seemed to be arguing with someone, and there was something strange about the voice on the phone.
"Looking for me? Do? I frowned.
"Don't ask so much, come to me right now."
"What the hell is going on? If you don't make it clear, the ghost will run to you in the middle of the night. ”
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, and cousin Yefeng sighed and said, "Li Shuren committed suicide." ”