Yu Xinhong's strange smile and sensational words seemed to happen yesterday, and I did not expect it to suddenly become a reality today.

“Is it really... done?”I couldn’t believe that the voice was as hoarse as Chen Yihan, and it was very difficult to ask this sentence.Although I asked, I already had an answer in my heart.The one I just met has shown that something has happened.

“There is a leaf on the body’s fragment.To be precise, it is not branded, it is the festering pus, skin, flesh and blood, bones, internal organs... different locations, but every piece of ground meat has.The green of industrial wastewater.No one but Ye Qing... no, no, no ghosts would do that.”Chen Yihan took a deep breath, as if slowly calm down and stated the results of the investigation without a trace of emotion.

I was silent, not knowing how to take up the subject, or what to respond to.I know that Ye Qing is not a good man and a woman, and he has no moral repulsion for threatening ghosts, threatening people, kidnapping, fraud, exorcism, etc., and he hardly thinks about it when doing such things.My brain was blank, and in a few seconds I really didn’t think anything about it, even the sensory organs went on strike.

“Lynch, how are you over there?”

Chen Yihan's voice pulled my attention back, his voice was very light, a little distant.I noticed that my hand with my mobile phone was unconsciously hanging down.Raising my hand again and looking at the record of the call above, I found that I was not out of luck for a few seconds, but for a few minutes.Chen Yihan is obviously similar to me, only to recover faster than me.

“He . . . . seems to be . . . coming back from the outside...” I said thumping.

Chen Yihan's breathing increased a little.

The two of us fell silent again.

“What about God’s problem?”Chen Yihan decisively changed the topic.

"He said it's okay, he didn't care about it."I was in a state of flux and I had some doubts in my heart.

Ye Qing obviously paid some price, at least but also spent physical strength to solve the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau a bad behind the scenes, but he did not care about Xiao Tianyi, which seems to us the biggest threat.

I suddenly thought of the placenta, my heart was tight, I was busy knocking on the door, I changed my hand to hold my mobile phone, and opened the door with my key, “Ye Qing, that placenta, the placenta you gave me happened.”The glass jar was broken, and the placenta was pierced with a knife.”

If Ye Qing's self-confidence comes from the placenta, the placenta is now a problem!

The cold breath of the office calmed my anxious mood slightly, and a sense of fear arose.

The bad rustling of the signal in the mobile phone seems to be disturbed by this yin.

I saw no trace of human form on the sofa, subconsciously sideways, looking at the corner of the office's filing cabinet and window.

There the human figure outline made a turning-turn.

I couldn't see what he looked like, and the door that pushed open came up with a huge force, and closed the door at the same time, I almost folded my hand.I took a few steps back and hit the roadbar behind me, and the sour hand could not hold the key.The sound of the key reverberated on the sixth floor.

“What happened?”Chen Yihan's voice became clear again.

I laughed bitterly, shook my hand, stooped to pick up the key, “He closed the door.”Maybe it's not important."

Why is it not important?The placenta should be very important.Another explanation is that it’s not the right time.I’ll take a look at this side of the green again in a moment.

“What about the fat guy?”I put the key plug into the bag and thought about the matter of human life.

“In the rescue.He and Judith are both rescuing.I have arranged for people, and Xiao Tianyi should not be able to contact."

I will tell the story of the killing club forum and Chen Yihan.

Chen Yihan's face was heavy, "I know, I will..."

Tuk-tuk.

Chen Yihan's mobile phone sounded the prompt sound.

"Wait a minute, I have another phone, a mound."

Chen Yihan switched the call there.

My heart was pounding, so nervous that I was about to throb my eyes.

I don't know how long I waited, Chen Yihan cut the call back.

"Chu Yuanguang has been rescued."Chen Yihan's tone was full of joy, "The lumbar vertebral was just stabbed, but the wound was very shallow."

I said, “What does the wound mean?”I remember Zheng Xinxin's very hard, the whole knife of the folding knife was all stabbed into the fat man's body.

"The doctor said he was lucky enough to be fat enough that the fat alone blocked most of the attack."Chen Yi breathed a sigh of breath.

I also spit heavily.

“What about Zheng Xinxin?”I asked.

“They are still being rescued.You should know about her situation.”Chen Yihan's voice sank.

I was unscathed.

It is not a man-made trauma, it is a spiritual event, and the doctor in the hospital is afraid that there is no way.

Ye Qing could not help, Gumou could not help, it is estimated that this short time, Chen Yihan could not find any high people to save Zheng Xinxin.

To tell the truth, because of Zheng Xinxin's move, I had no friendship with her, and now there is a little more disgust.Intellectually, I can understand what Zheng Xinxin did.In order to survive, people can kill others.Emotionally, I cannot forgive.Patience, concealment, and then suddenly stabbed the knife behind, no one wants to have such a person around him.

There is no new news from Chen Yihan.He also went to the Killing Club Forum to investigate.I hung up the phone, went downstairs, walked to the middle of the stairs, I suddenly felt dizzy, my feet soft, and fell down.

This scene gives me a sense of sight.

I realized what was going to happen, expecting that I would not fall into my head, and I was afraid that what I saw next was not a dream, but that I had encountered the same thing as the Tang language child, and disappeared from the world.

Between the electric rocks, I thought a lot.

Between the electric firestones, I had a lot of pictures flashing in front of my eyes.

The hospital's operating room, the dazzling white light, Zheng Xinxin's weak coma in the face.

Suddenly, the scene became an office in the police station, and Zheng Xinxin faced a man with a anxious face and touched his back from time to time.

The picture changed again, the man lay on the bed in the bedroom, suddenly shouted, turned down from the bed, covered his back, and ooze blood in his palms.

Then I came to a bus, and the two men quarreled in front of me, took out the knife, and excitedly cut it.

The bus disappeared and became a bathroom, and the man in the mirror was one of the men who had just fought.He pulled up his clothes, looked at his back in the mirror, and looked at his back, his expression painful.

Suddenly dark in front of him, in the morning, the iron window of the cell was enlarged in front of him, and the thumping was endless, and the man was just banging his head and tumbling to the ground.His back was bleeding too.

Subsequently, the screen switched faster and faster, many scenes flashed, and many people danbed by.

My heart is like an ice cellar.

The picture is fixed.

A somewhat familiar face appeared in front of me.The middle-life woman fell in the kitchen, covering her back, her mouth open, but there was no sound.