C37 Return My Son

Ah!

The spinning liquid was like thousands of knives slashing across my body at the same time. At the extreme point.

I screamed my heart out as I swung both of my arms with all my might. My hands were shaking uncontrollably in front of me, and a weak red light flashed by. To my surprise, my hands no longer had complete skin.

Fresh red blood gradually seeped out from the layer of fat. The fresh blood and the milky white liquid fused together and solidified. It looked like a pile of mud!

The feeling of suffocation grew stronger and stronger. I looked up and saw a white light shining from the top of my head. My body felt a little muddle-headed and light.

At this moment, I felt as if I had lost my weight. I found that I was slowly rising. The light above my head may not have been very intense, but when it shone on my body, I actually felt a little at ease. The pain in my body also gradually disappeared.

That white light was like a space-time tunnel. My body slowly floated upwards. After floating for an unknown period of time, I discovered that there seemed to be bursts of seven-colored light coming from ahead of me.

The glow looked like the welcome Buddhist light from the Elysian world. I felt very comfortable, and I felt a strong sense of relief. Light floated about. Gradually, the multicolored light transformed into the appearance of a person.

I was a little too far away to see her face. She was wearing a white dress, with her black hair hanging down to her shoulders.

I continued to float upwards, and gradually, I saw clearly, that the woman was Liao Mengfann. But her expression was wooden. She didn't seem to recognize me.

I floated in front of her and raised my hand in excitement, wanting to caress her face. I opened my mouth slightly, wanting to tell her what I had been afraid to tell her.

But at that moment, just as I was about to say those words, Liao Mengfann suddenly extended her white right hand and grabbed onto my neck. Puchi!

"Err …" My tongue suddenly stretched out and my eyes gradually rolled up. My eyes rolled back and forth in their sockets. That feeling of suffocation that I hadn't felt in a long time returned to my mind once again.

At this moment, her eyeballs were slowly popping out of their sockets. Liao Mengfann, who was in front of me, was still expressionless, but she slowly opened her mouth. There was an abnormal silence around her, as though she was smiling at me.

In the instant that I felt like I was going to die, I heard Liao Mengfann say to me, "Get back... What belongs to you! "

After saying that, Liao Mengfann suddenly let go of my neck, and my body lost control of my body, and started falling down at a high speed.

Liao Mengfann's figure disappeared from my sight in an instant, and the surrounding space slowly became abnormally dark, as if she was a narrow black hole.

My body rolled back and forth in this narrow space. The top, bottom, bottom, and both sides were useless to me at this moment. As I fell down, I saw that not far away from me, there seemed to be a mirror. The mirror was so large that it seemed endless.

My body was still falling, and the mirror was getting closer and closer to me. I could even see my distorted face, and the face was getting closer and closer to me. The smell of death filled the air around me, but there was nothing I could do.

I knew that the moment my face touched the one in the mirror, I would be smashed into smithereens.

Three meters...

Two meters...

One meter …

Close at hand!

In the reflection of the mirror, I saw my own face in the mirror, and I saw a strange smile, a smile that didn't quite match my distorted face.

I broke out in a cold sweat. Something isn't right, that face definitely isn't mine …

Not me! "Ah!

I had no time to think at all. My face opened its bloody maw, which was filled with barbs!

God! It... Eat me!

No...

I used up all my strength to shout out … In an instant... She fell into that big mouth of hers …

Bang!

With a crash of glass, my cerebral nerves throbbed, and there was some light in front of my eyes, dim but soft.

A figure seemed to be standing in front of me. He seemed to be talking to me. I could feel someone shaking my shoulder, and it looked like the man was in a hurry.

My eyelids were weak, trying to open, but heavy. A familiar fragrance wafted into my nostrils, and I broke out in a cold sweat as the scent was carried to my brain by my senses.

Isn't this Liao Mengfann's body fragrance?

Ah!

The nerves in my brain were controlling my arms to push the person in front of me away completely. Then, I heard a loud bang, and my eyes opened as well.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that Liao Mengfann was lying on the ground not far in front of me. Wei Shijie ran over and helped her up.

I looked around and saw that Brother Huang and Elder Liang were looking at me weirdly. Liao Mengfann walked towards me. Her expression was a little unhappy, and the moment I saw her, my body started to tremble. My thoughts stopped at the moment she threw me into the black hole.

I was a little resistant, but I was completely powerless now. I saw her walk to my side, pulling out a few tissues from the Pocket and helping me wipe my face that was covered in sweat.

"What's wrong?" Liao Mengfann wiped it off as she asked me, "Did you have a nightmare from being unable to wake me up?"

I subconsciously nodded my head and tried to stand up with my hands on the handle of the chair. But as soon as my right hand touched the handle, a heart-wrenching pain came from the back of my hand.

Lifting my right hand to look, I saw that the back of my right hand was bruised. I followed my gaze and saw a broken glass on the floor to the right of the chair.

"Are you feeling better?" Little Chuan! " Elder Liang walked over and asked in concern.

I nodded, and seeing that Wei Shijie was tidying up the broken glass, he smiled towards me. "Brother Little Chuan, you have truly frightened us.

Wei Shijie swept up the glass fragments, and said: "Originally, Brother Huang had wanted to use cold water to spray you awake, I didn't know that you were so energetic."

"Sorry, I had a nightmare! "How's the case?" I changed the subject, not wanting to give more answers to the question.

Elder Liang sat on the office chair. He drank a mouthful of water and said, "After you guys left, the local medical examiner found some human skin under the nails of the deceased Wang Guifen. The skin was mixed with the human body's black paint.

"We also found a lot of clues at the crime scene!" Brother Huang said, "The water drill, freezer, and plastic mold all have the same person's fingerprints. The footprints left at the scene were all left by the same person!"

The Brother Huang continued to speak: "We found a secret door in the basement of the crime scene. There are many steel bars and copper wires hidden inside, it seems to be where Lee Futian lives."

"One more thing!" Liao Mengfann leaned on the desk not far away from me and looked at me. "The fingerprints that we took from the frequency conversion box at the scene of the bodies being dumped, after examination, and the fingerprints on the scene of the crime are all from the same person!"

"Huh?" I became a little excited, "Isn't that the decision? The suspect can almost be sure that it's Lee Futian."

"Not necessarily!" Elder Liang tapped his own neck, "One thing is very interesting!"

He said, "The fingerprints that you took at the scene of the body being dumped were verified to be very clear …"

"Very clear?" I lit a cigarette and took a drag. "It's a little weird …"

There was something wrong here. Under normal circumstances, whether it was a person pressing the keyboard or operating the buttons, the amount of pressure he was pressing should be off. If all the buttons are clear, there are two possible conclusions.

First, the person who operated the buttons was a layman. He operated under the control of others because he was afraid of pressing the wrong buttons, so he would carefully press them one by one. Under the circumstances, the pressing force was definitely much stronger than continuously pressing the buttons.

The second possibility was that someone had deliberately done so. He wanted to cover the original fingerprints. If this was the answer, then this case would be interesting.

I explained my point of view to everyone, Elder Liang nodded his head, "The matter of the fingerprint is only a doubtful point, its variability is great, it cannot be used as evidence."

I nodded, "Looks like I have to find Lee Futian quickly!"

"Even if Lee Futian isn't the culprit, he is still inextricably linked to this case!"

Just then, I saw Wei Shijie holding a stack of documents and walking over, he said to me: "I have already sorted out the relationships between Lee Futian, Wang Guifen, and the rest!"

I put the file on my desk and we studied it.

The files that Wang Guifen had organized this time was more or less the same as the ones that she had sorted out last time, so she had specifically joined her network this time.

Wang Guifen only had one daughter, and her life was also very monotonous. After her daughter went abroad to study four years ago, her life history was basically between home and school.

Wang Guifen did not have many opponents in the school, her only opponent was Cai Guomin. He was also a lecturer in the Chinese department at Yongan University.

Here, Wei Shijie had investigated Cai Guomin's background very clearly. He was also the person who set the question for the 2004 college entrance examination's Chinese Literature exam.

Cai Guomin was extremely dissatisfied with Wang Guifen's "On the need for rural students to attend university", as he often criticized his opponent on the internet. At the same time, Cai Guomin also posted a thread on Yongan News Network. The post was written very discreetly, with the title "How to Be a Questioner for the College Entrance Test". In the thread, although Cai Guomin did not directly point at Wang Guifen, his words had already hinted at the unfairness of the Chinese Literature test question setting in the 2004 college entrance examination.

I turned the page of the file. The next page were all the comments that Wei Shijie had organized from the time on the internet. There were all sorts of comments, most of them full of insults.

I looked carefully. At that moment, a web name called "Return my son" entered my sight …