Chapter 221: Wigs

After saying this, he waved his hand to us and motioned for us to go up and have a look, and then turned his head away, retching at the rain downstairs without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Lao Yang felt a little embarrassed, and shouted angrily at the top with his hands pinching his waist.

"No, it's fine, it's just a little disgusting." The man said, coughing twice, listening to him say this, Lao Yang and I were very strange. Knock knock ran upstairs, pushed the door, a thick smell of corpses had rushed over, the little policewoman holding the computer, one hand covered her nose and stood far away in the corner, several male classmates also covered their noses and refused to step forward.

"Ahem, ahem, let's take a look." The hand pressed the door frame and retched, the young man who called us over also rushed into the corridor, Lao Yang is an old policeman after all, he is not a stranger to this situation, and soon he got used to the taste here, although his brows were tightly knit but he did not have to be particularly excessive, Xiao Pang and I followed, pushed open the tattered wooden door and looked inside, and I was a little overwhelmed by the scene in front of me.

It's a slum-like interior, with bottles and jars of all shapes, some of which are close to bronze wrapped in brown paper and set aside, and some lying half-naked on the windowsill.

In addition, a very old mosquito net hung in the corner, crooked with only three legs in place. It was a rough wire bed covered with straw mats, and the worn-out luggage hadn't been washed for I don't know how long, and there was a man on it, no, strictly speaking, a corpse on it, lying on the bed, staring at his eyes and tilting his head, his facial muscles were extremely distorted, and the color of his body was not quite right.

"It seems that he died a long time ago, and he was not clothed when he died." Walking over, Lao Yang said.

"It seems that there is more than that, you open him and take a look." I said, motioning for Chubby to go up and help. When the little fat heard this, he didn't refuse, put on his gloves and grabbed the corpse's arm and pulled it violently, pulling the corpse up very roughly.

The few peeking outside the door all looked very worried when they saw that Xiaopang was so rude, especially the little policewoman, who saw that she was jealous and hateful, but did not think that she had more sympathy for the dead than for the living.

"Huh? How so? When the corpse turned over, Xiaopang exclaimed, everyone looked over, and was also confused by the situation in front of them, I preconceived that this person also died of ghost skinning here, but I didn't think about it, turned over and looked at it, the rotten sores in front of him were only a little bit of the lower abdomen and inner thighs, and what really killed it was the huge gap in the chest.

His internal organs were hollowed out, all the things in his chest were gone, and the two rows of ribs were exposed like the white chicken that had just been approved in the vegetable market, the little policewoman glanced at it from a distance, and turned her head with a bang, Lao Yang shook his head when he saw it, and while looking at his wounds, he whispered to the little policewoman: "Don't be arrogant, my eldest lady, do you know the details of this person?" ”

"Yes." When the little policewoman heard this, she turned on the computer and typed a few characters, and then covered her mouth and whined: "The deceased's surname is Huang, his name is Shuliang, a native of Daqing, Heilongjiang, in late 1993, he was introduced here to work in a security company, and later because his hands and feet were not clean, he was dismissed by the company, and he has been unemployed since he came down. ”

"Does he know gold and stone tools?" Hearing the little policewoman say this, I turned to her and asked.

"I don't know, everyone who resells cultural relics should know." The little policewoman said, shrugged her shoulders, I was helpless to see her look like she was getting by, these days, even the police are not serious about doing things.

"Eh, Lu Li, look here." At this moment, Lao Yang waved his hand to signal me to go over, I leaned over to the corpse and took a look, but I didn't find anything, "What's wrong" frowned, I asked him.

"Look at this wound, it looks like someone forcibly separated it!" Lao Yang said, stretched out his two hands and thrust forward, and then made a forcible tearing action outside, seeing his face pale, I knew that this old boy felt that the scene was a little scary.

I smiled and said to him, "Don't look at it, it's made by a zombie, you can see the problem by looking at the color of his body, and if you look behind his ears, is there a corpse spot?" People who die normally are not so fast, and he is the way he is now, it is very likely that the corpse poison invaded his body when he was killed. Also, you can see that his expression and this splash of blood are so messy everywhere, and his expression is also in terrible pain, which proves that he was still alive when his belly was dissected. ”

"You mean, what killed him made him watch himself be eviscerated?" Hearing this, the little policewoman's face showed a very frightened expression, I looked at him, and then at Lao Yang, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"No kidding, aren't there really zombies," she added.

"What did the zombies tell us to do? Silly. Haha, Chubby said, but as soon as he said this, his smile froze, and he grabbed my arm, pointed to the broken door and said to me, "Look, what is that!" ”

Because the door is open, the position of the door has been blocked, at the beginning everyone did not pay attention to what is behind the broken door, talk and laugh at this time, Xiaopang just walked to the corner of the wall to see those lying horizontally and vertically lying on the side of the antique and like a tattered altar jar, see him pointing to the wall, we turned our heads together, and when we turned around, we saw a woman wearing a red robe and a shawl hanging on the wall behind the door!

"it."

With a shake of my hand, I almost broke a bottle that I was looking at in my hand, and at the same time, Lao Yang had already pulled out his pistol and was ready to shoot.

"What man!?" Looking at the hair that hung down like a black waterfall, he squinted his eyes and roared, which frightened the children at the door, and after screaming, these goods ran out in the direction of the corridor, but they hadn't run far yet, but Xiaopang looked relieved, "No, it's not human!" It's robes and wigs. ”

As he spoke, he walked over to pick up the wig that hung on the wall, but before his hand touched the wig, the red robe laughed like a ghost